Abe the Wizard

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Warning! Warning! Six advanced orc priests have been spotted!”

Abel couldn’t believe what he heard from the battle command spirit. He thought that the Orc Empire was way too desperate. He was just one man, but they decided to send a force after him that was enough to destroy an entire empire.

“They really think highly of me,” he murmured to himself. As soon as he finished collecting the Griffins, forty-eight skeletons started charging towards him.

“Johnson!”

With a shout, a black hole appeared in front of Abel. Johnson’s massive metallic body appeared in front of him.

“That’s it! Kill them.”

Abel tapped Black Wind on its back, which made it draw some distance away from the skeletons. That way, they could just hide behind Johnson’s back and let it do the job.

Johnson grabbed the super knight’s big sword with its left hand. With a flat swing, it swept the skeletons like they were leaves during Autumn. As big as its body was, the dark world “super speed” made it carry out a sequence of movements at an extremely fast pace. The first hit managed to fit four skeletons. It’s not like they weren’t trying to dodge the hit, but the hit was just too fast for them to do anything.

These skeletons had powers that could match top-level orc warriors. They also didn’t have a sense of pain, which made them extremely fearsome foes during direct melee combat. Still, Johnson was simply too strong. Its whole body was made with fine hematite. The mass alone was enough to leave cracks on the ground, and the speed at which it was moving could generate powers that could destroy buildings.

Thus, when the four skeletons were hit, they all disintegrated in the air. They became a bunch of broken bone pieces. Two of the six advanced priests were very stunned all of a sudden. They were the ones who conjured these skeletons, and Johnson’s attack stunned both of their power of the Will.

“My head!” one of them yelled as he hit his own head, “Damn it! My skeletons are dead!”

The remaining skeletons continued to charge at Johnson before it made its second hit. They were didn’t fear death. It looked like an army of bees swarming against a bear. Johnson was about ten meters tall, whereas these skeletons were a little more than two meters. Instead of going after Abel, they decided to concentrate all of their attacks on what was supposed to be a bigger threat.

The remaining forty skeletons all charged at Johnson. Once they were close enough, they would swing their weapons frantically at it. Four of them did go after Abel, which made Abel realize what he needed to do. The six advanced priests were coming. He had to be snappy with his next move.

The battlefield was divided into two. One was a battle between bear and bees, whereas another one was a simple one-on-four. To Johnson, fighting the forty skeletons wasn’t giving it any trouble. Skeletons would emit death qi that could erode flesh, but all they could unleash were physical attacks that couldn’t destroy top-level metal. Also, the stone clay monster could always deflect the hits with its terrifying “counterattack” skill.

Every time the skeletons tried to hit Johnson, they would suffer rebounding force that was due to the “counterattack” ability’s effect. Still, the skeletons weren’t intelligent enough to notice that. They just keep hitting after being hit by the counterattack. If the advanced priests were commanding them directly, then this battle would’ve been a lot more difficult for Abel.

Abel wasn’t giving the advanced priests any time, though. The skeletons were blocking most of the way. The advanced priests must get past some roads before they could get to see him, so now, they just moved and watched the forty skeletons continue to attack Johnson with their super-fast attacks. The result would always turn out the same. Johnson would grab the skeletons with his hand, and without any resistance, it would just crush them into dust by squeezing their bodies.

If the advanced priests knew about the “counterattack” ability, they would’ve never told the skeletons to come at the start. The skeletons were very valuable, actually. To create ones that could endure top-level combat, they had to choose either a human head knight commander or an elite orc knight as their base. Since the humans were much harder to attain, they would often swindle orcs into becoming advanced warriors before turning them into slaves.

It was not a pleasant experience to attain a skeleton, especially when the skeleton was made with a top-level orc warrior. The process was like this. The top-level warriors would have to undergo years of torture by bathing into various potions, doing training that would push them far over their limits, and all kinds of other inhumane procedures. Even then, they would still become just half-finished products, and half-finished products must activate their soul fire by spending countless times killing on the battlefield. For one to truly become a fine skeleton, several decades and limitless resources had to be expended.

The skeletons were the same as the priests’ work of a lifetime. Johnson could crush them in however ways it wished, and the advanced priests watched as they were about to break into tears at any time. One skeleton destroyed would cause a shockwave to hit their power of the Will directly, which made it feel even worse for them.

Unlike Johnson, Abel’s way of handling the fight was much more elegant. He was scanning the four skeletons with his world stone fragment’s acute visual ability. Then, by handling his knight’s big sword like a tiny feather, he sliced the vertebrate of the first skeleton. He was like a surgeon of death. The clean slice made the skeleton lose the ability to move instantly.

Once the skeleton fell on the ground, Black Wind stomped on its skull with its foot. After that, the soul fire inside the skull would become tiny blue sparks that vanished very quickly.

For the second skeleton, it didn’t even have the time to do any sort of movement. Abel was just too fast when he was stabbing into its eyes. Again, he was extremely accurate in his strikes. The tip of his blade was shattered the soul fire that was inside the second skeleton’s skull.

The third and fourth skeletons appeared in front of Abel at the same time. The weapons in their hands were already raised, but Abel just cut their arms off before they had the time to strike at him. He severed their dominant arms with one horizontal swing. When they tried to attack him with their spare arms, he used his blade to separate their skulls from the rest of their bodies.

“Stop! Just stop!”

The advanced priests finally came. The one shouting was looking at Black Wind. He was screaming because it was stomping on another one of the skeletons’ heads. It was aiming at the skulls, which were the only part that was needed to bring the pieces back together into full.

Of course, Black Wind didn’t bother to listen. It didn’t even hesitate to squash the skull into shattered pieces.

“You’re a dead man!” the advanced orc priests screamed like a mad man. He threw a bone spear at Abel, which was caught by Johnson’s massive metallic hand. Catching it didn’t do any damage to the metallic monster. It just dusted off the bone pieces after it caught the spear.