Abe the Wizard

Abel had grown desperate. 8 days had passed in the Holy Continent. If you counted the time he entered the Dark World and meditated in the argument encampment every night as well, he had basically stayed in the valley for 80 days.

During these days, Abel had cleaned up the entire Black Marsh and discovered the Tamoe Highland. He had more than 50 bottles of ‘Soul Potion’ stocked up and his ‘Skeleton Resurrection’ had reached level 10.

Abel’s rank 5 wizard pattern had already been fulfilled 2 days ago, but he didn’t feel any level up sensations. He had become desperate. He never thought he would hit a bottleneck as a wizard.

But now he was exactly trapped in the state of fulfillment. What was he lacking? He had done everything a novice wizard needed to do, as far as he knew.

Abel was the strongest wizard in terms of his body. Normally their body would become extremely weak after years of being consumed by mana, and it was the main reason why most of them got stuck and couldn’t become an official wizard. However Abel was different, his deformed golden combat qi could not only make his body immune to mana consumption, it could even maintain his strength as a normal commander.

In regards to the power of will, even some intermediate wizards were not as strong as Abel, let alone beginner wizards. Therefore, Abel was definitely very confident when it came to this.

According to this logic, the countless Soul Potions he had consumed had basically pushed him to the pinnacle of his current rank.

Abel had met every condition, so why was he stuck? This made no sense.

Today Abel no longer had any motivation to kill hell creatures. He was irritated after his meditation last night. Was there any problem with his meditation? After giving his body and mind a close examination, everything seemed normal.

At this point, he could only crouch up in his Mediation Jade Pillow to destress himself. He didn’t know what was happening to him, or what the problem was.

As he sat in the mana gathering circle in the Rogue Encampment. Those waterfalls could no longer enter his body. No matter how hard he tried to meditate, he just could not increase his mana anymore, not even by a single bit.

No one was there to answer Abel’s question. If he didn’t have the Meditation Jade Pillow to calm him down, maybe he had become insane already

Normally during a critical level up like this, a Wizards needed to lock themselves up for a long period of time to slowly adjust their body, slowly search for a little bit of leveling up opportunity. None of them would go for a killing spree like Abel, but Abel didn’t know that.

On top of that, Abel had almost lost control of his spell a few days ago. This took a toll on his leveling up, since becoming an official wizard was a dramatic and high risk change from the person’s core to the will.

Although Abel had the Meditation Jade to help him turn off all the murderous scent he got from killing hell creatures, it still had a mysterious effect on the soul.

On top of that, Abel had leveled up way too quickly. Normally wizards would need more than ten years to reach this level, and Abel had achieved it under 100 days in the Dark World. Although it was good to level up faster, such an extraordinary speed still took a toll on Abel’s leveling up.

His current irritation was caused by his murderous scent holding him back from staying calm.

All Abel needed to know was to calm himself down, then lock himself up in some quiet place to enter a state where he would be ready to level up. However, Abel didn’t have any teacher to tell him this.

Abel spent the night struggling in this irritated state, and it only deepened the impact in his soul. He seemed like he was going to lose control again like the day he mindlessly unleashed spells.

“I can’t continue like this!” Abel mumbled to himself as he stood up. He would not let himself waste his life waiting. He had so many ideas, and souls could not be held up like this.

He walked out the mana gathering circle, exited the Rogue Encampment, and began to approach the Oak Tree not far from the Rogue Encampment. All of a sudden he felt refreshed again, a large amount of stress was lifted off him.

Abel felt like his heart brighten. This giant Oak Tree was Abel’s most mysterious summon. It might look weak since it could not move or attack, but it could hold immense power–so powerful that it could change the laws of the place.

“The Oak Tree must be able to help me!” Abel had become more certain of this idea as he continued to run towards the Oak Tree. He did not bring Black Wind nor Flying Flame. Running on his own two feet made him feel even more in control of himself. He felt more and more stress lift off him with every step he took towards the Oak tree.

When he arrived in front of the Oak Tree, he saw the large patch of blue howling rabbits surrounding it. When they saw Abel they did not become frightened, which completely defy their nature. However, Abel couldn’t care less. All he knew was his soul felt extremely calm under the leaves of the Oak Tree.

The Oak Tree had grown a lot during this time, and it didn’t seem like it was going to stop. By this point it’s height had reached 60 meters and it’s width had reached 70 meters.

Abel leaned against the trunk of the Oak Tree and sat down. Waves of peacefulness emerged from his soul. In order to communicate with the oak tree better, Abel switched to his Druid soul. All of a sudden, his feelings were intensified by a hundred times.

It was almost like a separate dimension had formed under the cover of the Oak Tree. Green color energy was swirling around this place. They all seemed to be forming some weird patterns in mid air, but as soon as they were formed they would fly down towards a newborn blue howling rabbit.

Abel realized this was how the Oak Tree controlled those blue howling rabbits. This place was basically a giant blue howling rabbit breeding ground, and every newborn blue howling rabbit was injected with a pattern that forced it to listen to the Oak Tree’s command for the rest of its life.Afterward, Abel saw an old blue howling rabbit struggling to crawl under the Oak Tree. It slowly lifted up its little head and looked towards the tree. A shadow from the blue howling blue flew out of its body, under the guidance of a green pattern.

Its life had come to an end, and its body was dragged down by a thick tree root. At the same time, it’s crystal core was separated from it and now it was protected in the center of the tree.

Everything was so machine-like. Ever since those blue howling rabbits were born, they were trained to become a powerful crystal core producers. They required a large amount of exercise so they could take up more of the dense mana here.

The corpses of the blue howling rabbits became fertilizer for the Oak Tree, and the Oak Tree helped Abel preserve the crystal core at its center.

Most importantly the weak little souls of the blue howling rabbit didn’t go to waste. They were absorbed into the Oak Tree. Maybe that was why the tree had become so powerful.

Abel felt his soul at peace as he exhaled. He was still in his druid soul. Since the Oak Tree could calm him down, he would double down on it.

Abel then quickly entered into the soul speaker state. Since his back was against the Oak Tree, soon he had become one with it. The Oak Tree showed no resistance as well. In fact, it kept opening up the barrier within it, so its owner could feel its presence more clearly.

The first thing Abel felt was a tree heart located in its center. A tree heart was the tree’s brain. Normally tree hearts were simple and they could not do any complex thoughts, but the one that the Oak Tree had was almost like a human brain. With this, the Oak Tree was like a tiger with wings.