Abe the Wizard

Chapter 942: Collection

Abel stepped out of the potion maker room with a bottle of blue flash spirit life-prolonging potion in his hand. Wizard Hal and Wizard Merton were already waiting outside.

They didn’t say anything. They knew Abel had succeeded by looking at that blue potion in his hand. Excitement filled Wizard Merton’s face. With tens of years more to live, he would have another chance to level up.

“Master Bennett, thank you so much !” Wizard Merton bowed with gratitude.

“WIzard Merton, it’s your luck I didn’t make a mistake!” Abel waved and smiled.

“Master Bennett, you are too humble. Your potion-making skills are definitely number 1 in the continent!” Wizard Hal also smiled.

“Wizard Merton, take good care of this Spark Spirit longevity potion. Since this is a blue potion, it is more powerful than the normal one. You will live for 80 more years!” Abel handed the blue potion over to Wizard Merton.

“80 years!” The smile on Wizard Merton’s face grew bigger.

“Master Bennett, please come have a look at my inventory!” Wizard Merton bowed again as he carefully put away the potion.

Abel did not lack in any training resources, and he could make any potion, but he still needed to show them face. After his performance today, the Lightning clan would definitely ask him for favors again in the future.

“Wizard Merton, I’ve wanted to see the inventory of a law-defying wizard for so long!” Abel smiled.

Although he had been to Wizard Marlon’s inventory, all he saw at the time was the water of life. Knowing how valuable those things were, he knew Wizard Marlon must have traded most of his assets for them.

Now he was about to visit the inventory of a long-standing wizard. An invisible force of the Lightning Clan. He was very interested.

“Master Bennett, you can go with headmaster Merton. I still have something to take care of!” Wizard Hal bowed.

Although he was very close to Wizard Merton, inventory was still private. As long as WIzard Merton was alive, he would respect it.

“Wizard Hal, I will go back to the potion maker union after this. feel free to come for a visit if you have time!” Abel smiled and bowed back.

His intention was clear. He recognized Wizard Hal as a friend.

Wizard Merton’s inventory was located in the inventory space of the Lightning Clan, which they teleported from the first floor. It was the most secure place.

Wizard Merton led Abel into a door filled with magic patterns. He scanned with his Wizard Badge, and the door opened.

The door was half a meters thick, and it was made with a combination of materials that stopped everything from penetration, including the power of the will and violence.

But of course, if you use violence in this place, the Lightning Spirit would use its scary underground circles to chase after you along with the Lightning’s wizards.

No force in the Central Continent would be able to escape, so the safety of this place was guaranteed.

After stepping in, Abel came across a giant space. Wizard Merton was not lying. His inventory really was like 3 inventory. It was almost 10 times bigger than the inventory of team no.3.

It was filled with all kinds of weapons, and each of them was neatly organized in a set. As they went along, the quality of those weapons increased as well.

“Master Bennett, ever since I became a wizard, I’ve been collecting the weapons of my enemies. Although they were strong to my current form, I’ve killed each one with my own hands!” WIzard Merton said with melancholy as he looked at his neatly organized weapons.

“These things are just my interest. Please don’t laugh. The goodies are inside!” WIzard Merton smiled and did a welcoming wave.

As they kept walking, Abel came across something he was actually interested in. Ancient objects.

He saw a battle fort lying on the ground like rubbish. Since Wizard Merton could not ignite it, so it was basically useless to him.

Still, he would not throw away anything from an ancient sight.

There were also many interesting-looking ancient objects, but he didn’t think too much of it. Their uses were limited at the end of the day.

With the commander spirit, he had more knowledge about ancient objects than most wizards.

The other side was filled with holy weapons, including Dark style golden-grade ones as well as some rare grandmaster-grade ones. Although other people might get deeply drawn by them, Abel had better ones himself anyway.

There were also some random collectibles, which Abel also didn’t care too much.

As he was about to pick the battle fort, he saw a 12 meters tall, half meters wide round pole laying in the deepest corner of the inventory.

“Wizard Merton, what is that?” Abel turned and asked.

He was a Grandmaster Blacksmith and he knew this thing was from ancient times. Only the ancients would be skilled enough to make something he couldn’t identify what it was made out of.

“Master Bennett, are you interested?” Wizard Merton laughed. He then explained “I’ve got that from my first adventure. It was from a high altitude ancient sight, but that sight had a self-destruct trigger, so all I’ve just taken a pedestal from it and left, nothing else!”

Of course, that adventure was not as simple as he said. He went in with 6 teammates and only 3 of them survived. Not only that, but one of the 3 survivors was badly injured almost to the point where he could no longer do training.

With this sacrifice, he decided to keep that pedestal as a reminder.

“Wizard Merton, can I have a closer look?” Abel asked.

“Sure, do as you like!” Wizard Merton laughed again seeing that Abel was actually interested.

Abel approached the pedestal and gently tapped on it. He sensed a strong rebound force. It was a strange ancient metal with the ability to multiply rebound force.

With that tap, he realized the pedestal was not hallowed.

He took out a blade and struck forward. In a clean snap, the blade broke in half. Not a single mark was made on the pedestal.

“Amazing!” Abel did not hide his discovery as he said it out loud.

“Yeah, it is too bad I’m not a Barbarian. I could have used it as a rod!” Wizard Merton laughed again.

“Wizard Merton, I’ll take this!” Abel gently padded the pedestal and said.

This thing was a perfect weapon for Doff. Although it was impractical for other people even with its special power, it would be very useful for Doff.

Also, for a gorilla-looking Behemoth, what was better than a rod?

His stubborn thoughts from his past life made him certain that a behemoth had to use a rod as a weapon.

“Master Bennett, this thing isn’t worth that much. Picking it would be a loss to you!” Wizard Merton said honestly.

He had this pedestal for many years so of course, he knew its special power, but it was way too hard. It was indestructible, so altering it would not be possible.

If not, it would definitely be used up already, not laying around like this.

“Wizard Merton, I have a contracted Behemoth. This would be a perfect weapon for it!” Abel was not thinking of lying.

“Master Bennett, I’m so jealous that you have a contracted Behemoth. Do you want me to send that thing to the potion maker union?” Wizard Merton understood Abel so he just changed the topic.

“No need, I’ll let my Behemoth carry it!” Abel smiled and shook his head.

He padded his chest and a black hole appeared. Luckily the space was big enough to hold Doff’s body.

Doff kindly lowered its head as soon as it appeared and looked at Abel with the most loving gaze.

Wizard Merton sensed that Abel’s relationship with this behemoth was not as simple as a contract bond. This giant behemoth was almost like it was Abel’s child.

He was not wrong. Abel had used the soul potion to form a new soul for Doff, so it was basically his child.

“Doff, have that rod as your weapon. Take good care of it!” Abel pointed at the pedestal and said.

Doff swiftly snatched the 12 meters tall metal pedestal with its giant hand with almost no effort.

Wizard Merton almost couldn’t help himself and drool. Those things probably had the most power in all the land. It was definitely not overrated.

Too bad there weren’t many of them. Their intelligence was their biggest weakness, even Wizard Merton had never seen one that was as big and as mobile.

Doff began to wave around the metal pedestal almost instinctively. The vicious turbulent caused some of Wizard Merton’s collectibles to shake.

“Doff, get back!” Abel couldn’t help but shook his head.

Doff nodded and stopped. Afterward, it jumped back into the black hole.

“Master Bennett, don’t worry. Getting a little messy is nothing compared to seeing a powerful beast like that!” Wizard Merton laughed and waved his hand.

“Wizard Merton, I want to use some potion to exchange another thing from you!” Abel was still not satisfied. He still had his eyes on that battle fort.

“Master Bennett, you are too polite. If you are interested in anything else, just take it. I’ll give you this pedestal as a gift!” Wizard Merton said helplessly.

Without Abel’s Spark Spirit longevity potion, he would only be able to enjoy these things in his inventory for a few more years anyway, so Abel’s request was like nothing.

“Wizard Merton, I’m interested in that thing. Can you help me send it to my place in the potion maker camp?” Abel said as he pointed at that giant oval shape battle fort.

“Master Bennett, no problem. I’ll bring that thing with you back to the potion maker union!” Wizard Merton saw Abel pick another almost useless ancient object, so he couldn’t help but laugh.

“Wizard Merton. I only have 1 potion to give you for that ancient object!” Abel said as he took out a golden longevity potion from his portal bag.

Wizard Merton was about to reject, but he immediately paused when he saw the golden color of the potion. A golden potion was extremely hard to come by no matter what kind, and this one was a longevity potion.

However, he soon remembered every master-grade potion Abel made was a blue color. He wouldn’t be surprised if Abel could make a golden potion, even a master’s one.

“This is a longevity potion. It is not as powerful as the Spark Spirit longevity potion, but it can still bring you 60 years of life!” Abel smiled and explained.

“Master Bennett….” Wizard Merton was stunned. He was not expecting Abel to take out something like this.

Even a normal flash spirit life-prolonging potion could only bring 50 years of life with that many sacrifices. The Lightning Clan had spent tens of years roaming around to gather those ingredients.