Abe the Wizard

Black Wind was on full speed now. There were about less than a hundred miles before they could get to battle 03. Abel didn’t want to get back up yet; however, the Orc Empire had a power vacuum. There weren’t a lot of orcs that could really stop him.

With Black Wind’s speed, the 03 spirit’s scanning ability, and the beast fang map, even the most ordinary methods could help Abel get out of the Or Empire. The only thing he had to worry about, so it seemed, was to show as little of his true strength as possible. White Cloud was already spotted. There was no way that he would use it with his identity as “Abel” again.

If he wanted to use White Cloud as “Abel,” he would have to be a whole lot stronger than he was now. He needed more land. He needed his own army of knights and wizards. Once he got those, he would have the proper strength to defend against the orcs coming for revenge.

And he really needed those. What he just did was more than enough to shatter the very interests of the most powerful figures within the Orc Empire. It was very risky for him to do so, but then again, he was very willing to do something so crazy if it was for his own family’s interest.

The Beastly Bod Utopia was in a frenzy when Black Wind was running at full speed. A worgen just stole a sacred artifact from the beastly god sanctuary. The news was enough for the whole nation to go wild.

When Abel was about fifty miles away from Mountain Nam, there was already a blue falcon appearing in the sky. Also, from what the 03 spirit detected, several defensive lines were laid at the Fuer Swamp, a location that was closest to Nam Mountain.

Needless to say, there ought to be a lot more things waiting for Abel outside this ten-mile detection range. The orcs were trying to prevent him from getting inside the Fuer Swamp because if he did, it’d be impossible for him to do a mass-area search for him. It wasn’t like they could send small units after him, either. One bad move and the resources they invested might all just be gone.

There was also another spot that the orcs had taken precautions of. The city of Fury. It was where the royal family resided. While most of the troops were deployed elsewhere, what remained was still enough to surround Abel.

Now, to Abel. He never had the intention to escape from Fuer Swamp because he didn’t know a lot about that place. Instead of immediately choosing a direction, he took out a golden-quality “healing potion” and used it on White Cloud.

Of course, the blue falcon saw this. The scout that shared its vision saw this, too, and he immediately reported to his senior orc priest. After that, the orc priest sent the news to all the advanced priests joining the search. Elite Priest Dono was there to hear about this. When he did, the first thing he thought of was the possibility of a traitor.

A traitor. In Elite Priest Dono’s mind, that traitor could only be Beecher. Whether that made sense or not, he was more concerned with who Beecher was siding with. Humans. Dwarves. Elves. It wasn’t clear who the betrayal was meant to serve, but golden-quality potions were supposed to be very hard to come by. Whoever was behind all this, the water must have been very deep.

And thus, a conspiracy theory was formed. Due to the very random attack that Abel initiated, Elite Priest Dono came up with all sorts of weird possibilities that could lead to this. His “explanation” went like this: some foreign race was siding with a traitor, and that traitor was a priest that knew a lot about poison spells. There was no way that an enemy nation could have the poison that they possessed. In the same way, there was no way that the Orc Empire would have a golden-quality “healing potion.” By this logic, the enemy could only operate if there was help from both inside and outside.

It made more and more sense the more Elite Priest Dono thought about it, but that was just what Abel wanted the poor man to think. He was hitting two birds with one stone. The healing potion wasn’t just supposed to heal White Cloud back to health. It also served as a disinformation tool that might just let the enemies fight amongst themselves.

“Kill that blue falcon now,” Abel said, seeing that White Cloud was already recovering.

White Cloud was very glad to hear this. It didn’t think that it would have the chance for revenge, so hearing that was making it very thrilled for some blood. It started flying towards the blue falcon. The blue falcon noticed it, of course, and it tried to fly away, but the frost that was growing on its body was starting to slow it down.

White Cloud became a lot faster after its body got back to usual. It did not let go of the blue falcon which, despite being able to reject the imposing pressure of an advanced spiritual beast, had no immunity whatsoever against the chilling qi emitting from White Cloud’s body. The blue falcon wasn’t even a spiritual beast. It had no choice but to let White Cloud tear its body in half.

At the spot far away, an orc scout died along with the blue falcon that it shared souls with. He was being supervised by a black-hooded priest, who was not very happy to see this happen.

“Report!” the black-hooded priest called through the contact circle, “That worgen’s snow eagle just recovered! One of our scouts was taken down!”

“The only enemies of a flying mount is another flying amount.” That was a common saying on the Holy Continent. Of course, Elite Priest Dono knew about this saying. It just felt very disgruntling to watch a criminal escape like this.

“Alright,” Elite Priest Dono said solemnly, “Here’s a command to all our scouts: Keep a watch on that worgen. Do not fail, at any cost.”

It was a very risky decision, given how few scouts there were within the Orc Empire. Still, if that worgen managed to escape, no one on the Holy Continent would respect the orc priests anymore. The beastly god sanctuary was supposed to be of the highest security. For someone to make it alive out was utterly unacceptable in every conceivable way.

After putting Black Wind back into his portal beast ring, Abel jumped and sat on White Cloud’s back. There wasn’t any seat, though, so it wasn’t a very comfortable ride.He took out the map of the beast fang to have a look. He drew a straight line from his current location to where the orc battlefield was drawn. It’d be his current route now. Meanwhile, he used his soul chain to make a call. It was to White Cloud, and he told it to drag the battle fort 03 towards the outer edge of the orc battleground. Even in this situation, he must be careful not to violate the rules of the orc battlefield, which stated that forces equivalent to advanced wizards and priests must not make any appearance. By the same logic that the battle fort 03 and White Cloud were not allowed inside the orc battlefield, once Abel managed to make his way there, the advanced priests that were after him would have had no right to make further pursuits.

Still, the advanced priests could do all they want to have the scouts keeping a close watch on him. Even now, there was a blue falcon that was tailing White snow from behind. There was quite a distance, however. Whoever was controlling it, he must’ve been monitoring everything very carefully.

At the same time, Elite Priest Dono just received the latest update. The worgen escapee had managed to heal his snow eagle mount, and he was flying towards worgen plain.

Another command was sent, “Send all of your flying mounts after him! Have the scouts connect to them. Do not, I repeat, do not let that worgen be out of our sight!”

“And hear me out, fellow advanced priests! That worgen is flying towards the worgen plain, but if I’m not wrong, he’s probably trying to make ways inside the orc battlefield! Given how strong he is, this might be our last chance to stop. I repeat: this might be our last chance to stop him!”

“Do all that you can, men! Don’t worry if you can’t get him, because I’ll be the last line of defense that he has to break! I’ll wait at the outer edge before all of you!”

The order got the whole Orc Empire going. Soldiers started blocking Abel on all sides. Elite Priest Dono got himself on a pace eagle, the fastest kind that he could find. Unlike Abel’s White Cloud, he could change his pace eagle at the many stops that were on his way, which just showed the difference between the power of one man and the power of an entire nation.

Unbeknownst to Abel, a very powerful priest was coming right towards him, and he was coming faster than he could escape.