Abe the Wizard

When King Dunba was teleported to the Wizard Union Headquarters, there was only one low ranked wizard in a white cloak waiting for him.

He had never been treated like this since he had been crowned the king of the dwarves. He had always been treated with extreme respect.

Before the Half-gods and God Ranks emerged, he had always brought along large numbers of servants with him, no matter where he went.

It was not because he enjoyed it, but because he represented the dwarves and that was the respect they deserved. On this day, this mere low-ranked wizard in a white cloak did not even give him a proper welcome.

He only performed a modest bow and led the way without saying a word of greeting.

Even if the Wizard Union didn't care about the dwarves, that low ranked wizard should have been more nervous in front of the king of the dwarves.

When King Dunba stepped into the meeting room, all of his irritation faded. The place was filled with an intense energy from the God Rank wizards present.

The eleven God Rank wizards were not doing it intentionally. Some were just irritated and their energy leaked out. Still, it was not something King Dunba could withstand.

Wizard Smith broke the awkward silence. "Dwarf Dunba welcome!"

King Dunba immediately realized he should bow. "Greetings to the God Rank wizards!"

"Dwarf Dunba, today the Wizard Union wants to ask you something!" Wizard Smith added.

King Dunba felt his heart chill as he replied, "Please do!"

"The Wizard Union has always been open with the dwarves. We even gave you access to wizardry like humans, is this not true?" WIzard Smith said in a deep voice

The dwarves were nothing to the God Rank wizards. If they didn't need them for forging, they wouldn't care if they were alive or dead. After all, a race without God Ranks was not worth respecting!

"Yes!" King Dunba sensed the energy from Wizard Smith and bowed again. There were many more things he wanted to say, but he knew it was not a good idea.

"Then how come there are so many dwarves worshiping the Mountain God. Don't you know he is our enemy?" Wizard Smith's voice was a bit sharper.

"Wizard Smith, we did not order the dwarves to worship the Mountain God. They did so on their own!" King Dunba bowed again.

"Willingly?" Wizard Smith smirked. He then waved his hand and said, "The Wizard Union has made a decision. All the worshippers of the Mountain God must be captured and punished as followers of the evil gods!"

What defined them as evil gods was completely up to the Wizard Union, which was every god besides the ones they recognized, like Doff and Thief God Milton. They were recognized, so they were true gods and their followers wouldn't be punished.

The Wizard Union wouldn't let any evil gods live, so they had set this law down thousands of years ago.

Because it was such an old law, many people were not even aware of it. Even some God Rank wizards had forgotten about it.

King Dunba's face sank. He remembered skimming through some documents about this law, and he knew Wizard Smith was meaning to massacre his people.

The most common way to treat an evil god's follower was burning them alive!

"Mr Smith, we can just kick them out of the central continent and banish them to the subcontinent!" King Dunba bowed again.

"Remember this, you are not here to negotiate. You are here to listen to our commands!" Wizard Smith voice grew even louder and more demanding.

The Wizard Union didn't know exactly how many followers there were among the dwarves. Although they knew it was a lot, they were actually not expecting the number to be two million and increasing!

If they were to burn them all alive, the dwarves would be as good as dead. That would be especially true since they included all the elite smiths, wizards, and alchemists.

Without them, the dwarves would have no purpose or power to survive. After all, a wealthy race without the means to defend itself would be quickly eaten up by other races like a big chunk of meat!

King Dunba knew his history, so he knew what was coming for the dwarves if that happened.

King Dunba stood up and replied with determination, "Wizard Smith, I'm afraid I can't let that happen!"

He was on a path of no return. If the dwarves were going to die off either way, it was best to fight back with his last bit of strength!

"Smith, you are too good to the dwarves. Even a little king has the guts to talk back to you!" Wizard Hawthorn smirked.

"The dwarves might still be a bit useful, but if they want to rebel, then there is no point of keeping them around!" Wizard Mosley said emotionlessly.

King Dunba felt his heart drop. The dwarves had done a lot for the Wizard Union after they had joined. Almost all their great buildings had been built by dwarves, and countless dwarves had died in the process.

Sure, the dwarves might have gained access to wizardry, but the highest quality resources were always kept within the human Wizard Union. That was why no legendary wizard dwarves had ever emerged despite thousands of years passing. Wizard Fara was the first one, and that was all because of Abel's help!

"Dunba, are you sure?" Wizard Smith's voice was grim, and his gaze was murderous. Being defied in front of other ten God Rank wizards was a huge insult to him!

"Lord Wizard, please show mercy!" King Dunba immediately bowed deeply.

"Ha!" Wizard Smith merely laughed coldly. A heavy energy landed on King Dunba and crushed his soul in an instant.

Despite being an elite wizard, the soul beam that was supposed to emerge upon his death was sucked away by Wizard Smith's World.

"Wizard Brenna, gather our forces. We will surround the dwarves tomorrow, capture every follower of the Mountain God, and pick a new dwarf king. This time we need to pick one that obeys us!" Wizard Smith ordered from the meeting room.

Wizard Brennan immediately flashed into the room and saw King Dunba laying dead on the floor. He was stunned, as the dwarves were the Wizard Union's most important builders, and now their king had been killed right in the Wizard Union. All the dwarves would go crazy if they found out!

The God Rank wizards might not know what the dwarves were like, but Wizard Brennan knew very well as the Vice President!

The dwarves were extremely stubborn. If not for King Dunba holding back the dwarves, a huge uproar might have happened already!

"Surrounding the dwarves needs a lot of men, I don't think one day is enough!" Wizard Brennan said helplessly.

After all, just the Furnace Fortress alone might take tens of thousands of wizards!

"Send out all the Half-gods and Legends, we need to let the world know who's the boss!" Wizard Hawthorn declared pompously.

"Yes, sir!" Wizard Brennan bowed.

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A young dwarf in a golden robe saw a crystal ball crack in front of him, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Young master, what happened?" a dwarf servant cried out, and Wizard Fara immediately appeared. Since King Dunba had ordered him to do so, he had remained on guard in the royal palace to protect Yoby.

But when he saw the cracked crystal, his eyes went wide. It was a secret of the dwarves: that cracked crystal signified the death of their king!

"Father!" Yoby cried out in anguish.

Wizard Fara kept calm and spoke firmly, "Yoby, you can't stay here any more. Come with me. We will return when it's safe to do so!"

He knew very well what it meant if King Dunba had been killed by the Wizard Union. They were going to make a move on the dwarves soon!

The only hope the dwarves had was Abel. Even if they didn't want to get him involved, they needed Abel to protect Yoby!

There was no way the Wizard Union would let Yoby live, since he had the royal blood, and the dwarves would not listen to anyone else unless the last member of the royal blood was killed.

Toby's eyes were blood red as he screamed back, "No, I will avenge my father!" But Wizard Fara did not care and directly knocked him unconscious before throwing the prince over his shoulder.

"Furnace Spirit, King Dunba was killed by the Wizard Union, get ready for war!" He stated grimly as he carried Yoby towards the Furnace Spirit.

The Furnace Spirit sparkled and an ear-piercing siren erupted. Wizard Far carried Yoby directly towards the teleportation room with the anonymous Circle. Luckily he had used it once before, because he would not dare to use the Wizard Union's teleportation network.

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In a flash of light, he arrived at the temple of the Goddess of the Elves. His target was clear: the Temple of the Moon had direct connections to the Golden Castle.

"I want to see Saint Lorraine!" Wizard Fara greeted the elfin druid standing guard.

Seeing the Wizard Fara's expression and the dwarf-prince on his shoulder, she knew the situation was desperate. She ran off and soon Saint Lorraine came down with a few high-ranking druids.

"Greetings to Your Grace, Saint Lorraine!" Wizard Fara bowed formally, despite how desperate the situation was.

Since Lorraine was the fastest way to get to Abel, the fate of every dwarf was now in her hands.

"Wizard Fara, what's happening?" Saint Lorraine bowed back courteously. This was not because she didn't want to show more respect, but because she represented the Moon Goddess, so even a slight bow was showing great respect.