Abe the Wizard

Chapter 1492: Battle Between The Most Power

Translated by Jim

Edited by RED

No one interrupted as the top two powers of the world spoke.

No Half-god had the right to join this fight, and even God Ranks would be unable to do much unless both Wizard Basham and the Dragon God were badly injured.

Their main task was to observe. After all, it would be beneficial for their paths to watch the most powerful fight!

Wizard Basham suddenly turned to Abel and smiled. “Is this Headmaster Abel?”

Abel knew Wizard McPhee had just spoken with Wizard Basham through the Power of The Will. It had to be his doing.

“That’s right, I am Abel!” Abel bowed slightly.

“Good! I want to know why you captured Wizard Smith!” Wizard Basham stated grimly.

“Mr. Basham, Wizard Smith was being very disrespectful and he threatened my safety. I wouldn’t have done so if he was more courteous, but he was not!” Abel said confidently.

What he said was the basic courtesy of this world. If a less powerful guest threatened a master, they would be punished!

“You are good at talking, I hope you have the power to match it!” Wizard Basham replied with a sharp gaze.

“Mr. Basham, I don’t want any conflict, but if you want a warm-up before the big fight, I can call out my Summons!” Abel smirked.

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He was not threatening Wizard Basham. If he did, he would be punished.

Abel was not confident that he could defeat Wizard Basham. He could only guarantee his safety with Little Bro, but it was best to not cause any conflicts.

“Basham, you better show me some face!” the Dragon God frowned.

Wizard Basham calculated for a moment and laughed it off. “Haha, I’m just joking. He is a gifted kid!”

He was not letting Abel go, but he could make an exception at this moment. After all, everything Abel had done, including taking the dwarves and the God Alliance, was a huge insult to the Wizard Union.

“Indeed!” the Dragon God agreed.

The atmosphere was tense, and all the God Ranks turned to Abel. How could a Wizard be so powerful at his age? Where did he get the confidence to talk back to Wizard Basham?

At that moment, a great shock wave lashed out from the Holy Kingdom.

Without hesitation all the God Ranks Flashed out of the Warding Wall and gazed ahead.

The energy was coming from the Guardian Wings, and the entire Holy Kingdom was glowing white.

After ten seconds, the Holy Kingdom disappeared like it had been swallowed by a beast.

It was a huge area, but everything was gone. The only thing remaining was a huge ten-meter-deep hole.

Since the Holy Kingdom was near the shore, sea water gushed in to fill the hole.

Wizard Basham and the Dragon God were stunned, and did not say anything.

After the roaring waves filled up the hole, the water continued towards the Warding Wall.

Immediately, the three blue Dragon Headmasters transformed into dragons and flew forward.

With a roar, a strange energy shot out from their mouths and the wave slowly came to a halt as it was halfway through the front line. Afterwards, it started to roll back to the Holy Kingdom.

“Come back!” the Dragon God called out urgently.

At that moment, a body appeared above the Holy Kingdom.

The Demon from Beyond’s voice covered the sky. “Basham and the God of Dragons, we meet again!”

“Demon from Beyond, we will finally settle things today!” Wizard Basham called back loudly.

“The name Demon from Beyond you gave me is too funny! My name is Archangel Tyrael! I came from Heaven!” Archangel Tyrael complained.

“Didn’t you just sacrifice 400 million souls in the Holy Kingdom?” Wizard Basham smirked.

“They are my followers, and they gave their souls to me willingly, it was their honor!” Archangel Tyrael declared solemnly.

Abel felt a tingle in his heart. If he had not taken his hundred million followers away, they would be dead now!

He was not expecting this Angel to be so violent…

Indeed, Heaven and Hell were both powerful forces ordinary lives couldn’t comprehend. To them people were merely ants!

If they were happy, they might lend a helping hand, but if they were angry, they would feel no remorse, no matter how many people they killed.

Archangel Tyrael was no exception, whether he was in the Dark World or the Central Continent!

“Everyone in the Central Continent has agreed. Your name is the Demon from Beyond. End of question!” Wizard Basham rebutted him.

“Basham, don’t bother talking to him, let’s fight!” the Dragon God spoke up.

“Dragon God, are those your supporters? I was definitely not expecting so many dragons!” Archangel Tyrael scoffed at the four Dragon Headmasters.

“Demon from Beyond, they are enough to defeat you!” the Dragon God smiled back.

Afterwards, Archangel Tyrael waved and 40 figures appeared behind him. They included eight Rank 40 God Rank Knights, and thirty-two Half-god Knights on the verge of becoming God Rank.

Since they had all merged with his Inner World, they were merely his puppets now.

Archangel Tyrael put up his fists and laughed, “The Angels are not afraid of war, let’s go!”

The formed holy knights behind him formed an arrow formation, their energy vicious.

But both Wizard Basham and Abel noticed something: those holy knights did not have souls.

They were just like the fish in Wizard Basham’s Inner World!

If Archangel Tyrael had not been constrained by the limitations of this World, he might be more powerful than Rank 46…

Wizard Basham turned and warned, “Dragon God, careful. Those knights might be his puppets. Don’t bother suppressing them!”

Afterwards, he waved at the Wizards behind him and said “Stay away, this is not something you can do anything about!”

The Dragon God also nodded to the Dragon Headmasters. But when he made eye contact with Abel, he did not say anything.

Abel knew what that meant. He was allowed to make a move at any time he wanted to.

“I’ve waited thousands of years for this!” Wizard Basham roared as he quickly Flashed towards Archangel Tyrael.

The Dragon God followed, laughing, “Haha, who cares how many God Ranks he has. Just chop them all into pieces!”

Since the Dragon God could control the Lightning Element, his speed was similar to that of a Wizard’s Flash. He was so fast even the God Ranks had a hard time tracking him with their eyes.

“I can’t wait to let you two get a taste of my fury, too!” Archangel Tyrael also laughed.

The 40 Holy Knights behind him ignited their Concentration Auras and Holy Energy filled them up perfectly.

The Concentration Aura could boost attack sixfold. If Tyrael landed a perfect hit, he could kill an enemy of the same Rank in an instant!

It was what he wanted. Although those 40 Holy Knights might be able to hurt Wizard Basham or the Dragon God with their own attacks, they would not be able to kill them.

With another wave of his arm, the shrunken Holy Kingdom appeared above him in the form of an Inner World. It was a trick he had learned during his recovery.

Afterwards, a sword and shield formed by Light energy appeared in his hands.

He couldn’t help but think about his Angel Sword and Shield. They were still in Abel’s hands, but it was too late to be distracted. He needed to focus on his attack and land a perfect hit!

The eyes of every God Rank were fixed on the battlefield. They almost forget to breathe.

However, a weird smile emerged on Abel’s face after he saw that sword and shield formed by Light Energy.

The only magical thing Archangel Tyrael was using was a Gold Rank Armor; Abel was the one who had made him so miserable!

Luckily Abel had the Dragon God’s Scale, and Archangel Tyrael had not scanned him carefully enough.

This gave him some time to watch how Archangel Tyrael and Wizard Basham fought.

After all, Abel had done too much, and a conflict with the winner was inevitable!

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