Abe the Wizard

Abel also woke up on time. He couldn't take out Akara's tent because of his surroundings. When he was inside the tent, he couldn't feel danger. For example, when the savage bees attacked, if he was not in the Akara's tent, he would have already perceived the danger before the savage bees attacked.     

In fact, Abel didn't know the difference between his elite knights' feeling and other knights'. It was rare for a knight to have the power of the will like him, and no knight had his soul strength. These alerted him before any danger occurred.     

Being in Akara's tent was like being in another space. He could only sense danger from the outside. He wasn't as sensitive to it. Now Abel and Loraine used ordinary tents. If something happened, he would find out immediately.     

"Loraine, you stay on White Cloud's back today. Don't get off!" Abel said solemnly. When the dwarves had breakfast, Abel and just down together and drank juice.     

"Okay, Abel, I promise. I won't get off from White Cloud, but you must be careful as well." Loraine raised her hand, made a swearing gesture Her face was tense and concerned.     

"I know it's dangerous here, but I have Black Wind. You know how fast Black Wind is, and let me tell you a secret!" Abel said and looked around.     

She looked pleased to get in on Abel's secret.     

"Black Wind is already a rank-order spirit beast. He can escape. As long as it wants to escape, no creature can stop it!" Abel said softly next to Loraine's.     

"Black Wind ..." Loraine screamed in surprise, and quickly covered her mouth, looked around. She found no one noticed her, then she put her hand down and closed her mouth to stop talking.     

Lorraine was an elf. She knew the difficulty of upgrading the order of spirit beasts better than humans. Now White Cloud had been upgraded, and Black Wind had as well. If one mount was upgraded by chance, what about two? No wonder Abel wanted to keep this secret. He would be targeted by those who had mounts.     

Abel rode Black Wind, bid farewell to Loraine, and set off with the team. The Borton brothers and their armadillos, two junior wizards, and a golden flying ride. A team like this was essentially army.     

Because Abel's rum suppressed Bernie's chills, Bernie set off with him.     

Although it was winter, all the plants in the Double Moon forest were still green. This was the largest forest in the Holy Continent. Its strange location made the climate mild throughout the year, and it was a paradise for plants and animals.     

Due to the barriers of the Earth-Dividing Mountain Range, humans rarely set foot here. The team came along all the way, and constantly found animals that were alarmed.     

"There should be a spirit beast nearby!" said the boss of the Borton brothers walked at the forefront; he looked at the ground.     

"How did you know that?" Abel asked curiously, watching the marks on the ground as well.     

"We haven't found any beasts, and we have been walking for a long time. There are only some small herbivores, indicating that the predators here have been driven away from here. From where we were walking, there was only one type of footprint that I saw." The boss explained and pointed to a place on the ground.     

Abel looked closely and saw a set of shallow footprints in the shape of plum blossoms. They were clearly the leftover traces of the sharp claws touching the ground.     

These footprints were so shallow that Abel wouldn't have seen it himself.     

"This spirit beast is very dexterous; it looks like a lynx." Although Borton his language seemed unsure, his tone was quite certain.     

At this point, Abel felt danger approaching. He looked at the big tree not far ahead. A gray and trunk-shaped figure appeared on a thick branch.     

"Over there!" Abel whispered, pointing at the grey figure.     

The Borton brothers' boss looked at Abel in surprise, and Abel's perception was a bit unexpected.     

Last night, Bernie specifically talked to them and informed his decision. The dwarves had no objection to giving all the crystal cores to Abel. Compared with the life-saving grace, little crystal cores were not much, but it was a little difficult for them to teach Abel jungle hunting.     

Jungle hunting was a technique; finding and tracking traces, determining locations, and killing. Each step of the entire process required the interdependence of experience and skills, each of which required a long time of practice, and also required talent.     

To teach a third-level wizard to hunt in the jungle, they had to teach him how to survive first. But, even teaching that was already difficult.     

However, the Borton brothers were more confident about their situation. Abel was faster than him, a veteran, in finding prey. He could tell that Abel was very talented in this field. Next, would be observing Abel's combat ability.     

"Master Abel, this is a claw lynx, a very low-level spirit beast. Most of it's power is in its claws. It can easily break your armor. This is your first prey. We will help you only if your life is in danger." The Borton brothers' boss smiled and put away the sword in his hand.     

Although he said such a thing, he had quietly taken out a dagger from his arms, ready to rescue Abel at any time.     

Abel jumped down from Black Wind, let the Black Wind stand on the other side, and then patted the portal bag. A magic iron sword forged by a black iron meteorite had gone to his right hand, and a magic shield had added to his left hand.     

This was the first time that Abel had encountered a spirit beast in the wild. Although he wasn't facing a high level, he could use it for practice. He would try to gauge the spirit beast's strength. If he rode Black Wind, he couldn't do that.     

The dwarves' eyes tightened. If it was normal for Abel to have a magic sword with iron meteorite as a master blacksmith. His large sword and shield showed that Abel was very confident in melee.     

Abel struck the shield with his big sword, and looked at the claw lynx, making a provocative action.     

Although the claw lynx was called a lynx, its body was larger than an ordinary leopard.     

This action pissed of the lynx. When it saw him standing at the forefront from the dwarves behind, the claw lynx jumped off the tree and rushed over.     

With a shield stroke, Abel's shield in his left-hand stroke at an oblique 45-degree angle, and took the attack with minimal force. The lynx's paw flickered with lightning, although it stopped the attack, Abel's big sword swept its body.     

When his sword swept the lynx away, Abel felt it just like he just hit a piece of cooked cowhide; he could not penetrate the skin of claw lynx.     

The Borton brothers' boss saw Abel's movements at the back and nodded, they could see that he had been trained by the knight's system. Abel's movements were standard in place. They knew that he had trained for years. Abel's skills and abilities were impossible without years of hard work.     

While the Borton brothers' Boss was sighing, Abel had discovered that if he did not use combat qi, he could not break the claw lynx's defense. After realizing that, the golden light flashed in his body, flocking toward the big sword in his hand through his palm.     

Suddenly, the big sword of victory had become a big golden sword. Abel hit the claw with his sword. Although the lynx blocked it, it still got hurt. Now, it turned it's body and moved to Abel's back.     

As an elite knight, Abel's basic combat action had become instinctual. When the claw lynx was ready to attack, he put a shield in front of it. With a few harsh collisions, the lynx's attack was once again useless.