The day was busy, and it was not until evening that all the guests were sent away. Abel saw a lot of people from all walks of life in the Holy Continent today.
Abel asked some of his close friends if they wanted to become wizards, but the results surprised him.
Because of his relationship, almost all of these friends have a very good life, and almost none of these people want to leave the world and become a member of the wizards.
Although wizards are powerful and mysterious, becoming a wizard means being isolated from the world. This is something that none of them can accept.
Nowadays, most of these people have lived happily, with families and families of their own, and they are not willing to abandon all of this to become lonely wizards.
In the Holy Continent, after Abel's deeds became a legend, the wizard profession was also understood by most people. The more people understand this profession, the more they understand what the wizard profession represents.
After years, decades or even hundreds of years of practice, batches of wizards have fallen on the threshold of promotion, and only a few successful ones can go further.
For that meager hope, wizards abandoned the past, abandoned their families and friends.
Abel looked at the water of life in his hand with a wry smile. It can be said that he was worried that the water of life was not enough before he came back, but in fact, he only used one portion of the water of life, and it was for Duke Marshall.
Only Duke Marshall, who has no desires and desires, does not care about power and status. In his opinion, as long as he does not leave Harry Castle, it does not matter what he does.
He shook his head and put away the water of life. Although the water of life did not work this time, it can still be used if there are descendants in the family who want to become wizards and do not have the qualifications.
"Lan Ling, seal my room and don't allow anyone to disturb me!" He ordered loudly.
Soon, dozens of small war puppets surrounded his room, and the large defensive formation allocated part of its resources to protect his room alone.
Abel took out a 'Town Teleportation Scroll' and opened it to form a water-blue teleportation gate. He stepped in and continued his battle with the hellish creatures.
The morning at the Denan City Palace began with the busyness of the servants and Butler Burbage. The palace had been vacant for a long time. Butler Burbage was a little worried that these servants would make mistakes, so he always directed them carefully.
When Abel walked out of his room, his face looked a little tired. Although the fanatical knight Bruce joined the battle team, the battle with the hell creatures was still very difficult.
The ten consecutive days of fighting consumed a lot of his energy. Now he must be careful every time he fights with hellish creatures. He only has one life.
Nothing can happen to him, because he is no longer alone. He has his relatives, his empire, and the people he loves. He has to consider these and cannot take risks.
"Your Majesty, please have a meal!" Butler Burbage reminded softly.
Abel's mental power swept over and saw everything Burbage's butler had prepared for him. The dishes were also flavored with 'rabbit essence', including fruit juice specially sent from the elves, as well as food from the Australian and Asian Palace. A wide variety of fruits are produced.
It can be seen that Butler Burbage put a lot of thought into this breakfast, and Abel didn't want his hard work to go to waste.
He nodded and walked into the restaurant. Butler Burbage carefully pulled out a chair for him.
This is a typical emperor's standard breakfast specification, from the long-standing silver tableware to the food that is constantly delivered. Although the dishes delivered are no longer the kind of dishes that have been served for a long time, the tradition is still maintained.
Abel kept smiling throughout the meal and expressed his satisfaction to the chef and servants.
"Butler Burbage, I will leave the empire in the morning, and everything in the palace will be left to you!" He ordered Butler Burbage.
"Your Majesty, your butler has been waiting here to serve you!" Butler Burbage bowed and said in a deep voice.
Butler Burbage was most proud of serving a legendary emperor like Abel, and he would let his family serve Abel forever.
Abel looked at the servants in the restaurant who also bowed down, looked at the palace, and felt that everything seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.
In fact, for a rules wizard like him, being the emperor of a subcontinental empire was like child's play.
In the eyes of Butler Burbage and the servants, Abel's figure turned into a white light and disappeared.
Abel teleported from the teleportation circle in the palace to the headquarters of the Killer Guild in the deep forest, where Bartoli's magic tower is also located.
He did not alert the staff of the Assassin's Guild, and came to Bartoli's magic tower silently.
"Master, you are here!" Countess Bartoli had been waiting for him for a long time.
Abel glanced at Bartoli and found that her strength at this time was already an eighteenth-level senior wizard.
Bartoli's training speed was so fast that Abel had the idea of who was the genius.
If he didn't have the three-time 'Song of Life' in the Dark World and the help of the Tree of Life, how could he have the strength of a twenty-level rules wizard and a twenty-level dragon druid.
However, in addition to the 'teleportation' and 'telekinesis' that wizards must learn, Bartoli only learned fire spells, which is related to Bartoli's own special physique.
Her body has been transformed by Hell and has become a special existence with a strong affinity to the element of fire.
Except for some low-level spells from other departments, she cannot master high-level spells that are not from the fire department.
Of course, Bartoli's cultivation speed is understandable. She has been accompanying the flames of hell for tens of thousands of years. In terms of research on the fire element, Abel is not as good as her.
"Bartoli, I brought you a set of fire wizard inheritance. You can practice after referring to it!" Abel did not ask Bartoli to practice in full accordance with the fire wizard inheritance, but just asked her to refer to it. , the reason is that he and Bartoli have a special understanding of the fire element.
He didn't want to affect Bartoli's practice. He had only just learned the fire system for a short time. Even if he was already a rules wizard, he was not qualified to speak in this regard.
As he spoke, he took out a complete set of copies of the fire wizard's inheritance, a whole box of them, which the research spirit manipulated the puppet to make before he came.
The most important of them is the insights of some senior wizards on the rules of promotion to wizards. These are the essence of this fire wizard inheritance and the foundation of a fire wizard organization.
"Thank you, Master!" Bartoli took the box and thanked her.
She opened the box and took out the books one by one and looked through them briefly. Her eyes became brighter and brighter. These inherited books guided her future path very clearly.
"Bartoli, this is an eternal flame of hell. Maybe you need to use it before you become a wizard of the fire system!" Abel took out another cluster of eternal flame of hell and placed it on the ground.
Bartoli was stunned when she saw the eternal flames of hell. This flame had accompanied her for tens of thousands of years, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad when they saw each other again.
She thought of another world that was destroyed, she thought of the ugliness of human nature, and the cruelty and bloodshed of hell. It was like a long dream.
She then thought of her master Abel, who, in order to save her, turned against the entire world and risked his life to finally bring her to this peaceful world.
For the sake of her master, in order to protect this place and give her a dreamlike life, she practiced crazily. With the master's almost unlimited supply of resources, she has reached the peak of strength that this continent can achieve.
She needed stronger strength. She didn't know why her master's cultivation speed was faster than hers, but she could sense that there was an aura on her master that made her fearful. It was the aura from heaven.
If she hadn't clearly sensed from her soul that the master was not a force in heaven, she would have thought that the master had become a member of heaven.
Heaven found this place and left its breath on the owner's body. This was the only reason she could think of.
She was thinking about strengthening her strength faster, and she wanted to protect her master. She had tens of thousands of years of experience in flame research, and she was confident that she could quickly improve her strength after getting enough resources.
"Master, I have no cultivation resources now. Can I go to the Central Continent with you?" Bartoli asked Abel for the first time.
Everything she had before was given by Abel on his own initiative, and she never made any requests.
"Bartoli, I came back this time to solve this matter, but before that I will leave some things with you. I hope you will accept a trustworthy disciple in the future and turn the things I left behind into The hidden heritage of the Harry family!" Abel said with a smile.
He took out three more boxes from the artifact space bag. Two of them contained the inheritance of the freezing system and the lightning system respectively. The other box contained his experience of forging and alchemy, and preserved his current knowledge. All mastered recipes.
As for the ice bed, a frozen inheritance item, he can't keep it yet. His cultivation still needs the help of the ice bed.
But these are enough to continue the Harry family. These are the back-ups left by Abel for the Harry family. Once there is a problem with the Harry family, the family wizard can have a hiding place here.
This is also the tradition of big families. Almost every big family will arrange such a retreat.
Bartoli put away a few boxes. She was more concerned about the cultivation resources. These inheritances had nothing to do with her. She could only practice the fire element anyway.
"Follow me!" Abel said to Bartoli.
They came to the outside of the magic tower. Abel opened the isolation circle outside the magic tower. Although this magic tower belonged to Bartoli, as Bartoli was his contract, he also had absolute control over this magic tower. The right to control.
After the isolation circle was activated and this area was isolated from the outside world, he summoned the Behemoth Beast Dolf.
"Dolf, make a hole in the ground for me!" He pointed at the ground and told Dolf.
"Roar!" Daofu howled loudly, and the 'Ancient Totem' in his hand stood upright and was thrust heavily into the ground.
Several rays of light erupted from the 'Ancient Totem'. As Dolf charged up, the 'Ancient Totem' was activated to deliver a fatal blow. Coupled with Dolf's own strength and the blessing of various passive techniques, this blow brought the 'Ancient Totem' with it. 'The huge weight itself and the terrifying impact force penetrated into the land heavily.
Dolph didn't stop after this blow. Being connected by a soul chain with Abel, it naturally knew what effect Abel needed.
Dolph hit the ground again, and the six-meter-deep hole in the ground was widened again. The 'ancient totem' in its hand kept hitting it.
'Controlling the Polearm' gave Dolph unparalleled weapon control. The 'Ancient Totem' was like a blacksmith's hammer in its hands, and the hole in the ground was constantly growing.
When Daphne stopped, there was already a five-meter-diameter and fifteen-meter-deep hole on the ground.
"Dolf, you did a good job!" Abel boasted while putting Dolf away who was slapping his chest excitedly after being praised.
"Come down with me!" he said to Bartoli again.
The two of them 'teleported' and appeared at the bottom of the cave. The hole that had just been smashed out had extremely hard and smooth walls. Those were directly tamped down. Thinking about Daofu's terrifying power, these tamped soils were no better than rocks. The hardness is low.
Abel's mental power wrapped around a piece of soil under his feet, and then his feet were empty, and the large piece of soil disappeared directly, and was collected into the artifact space bag.
Then he continued to move his position with 'teleportation', constantly expanding the space at the bottom of the cave.
Soon with the help of the artifact space bag, his mental power became the best excavator, sending large amounts of soil into the artifact space bag.
A huge space appeared under the entrance of the cave. Due to the direct digging of soil by spiritual power, this space was very fragile, and groundwater also began to gush out.
However, his goal has been achieved. He released the 'mobile cultivation base' directly from the artifact space bag. During this period of time in the artifact space bag, the 'mobile cultivation base' was completely powered by top-level magic stones. .
You must know that there is no energy that can be absorbed from the artifact space bag. If Abel does not take out the 'mobile cultivation base' for a long time, it is very likely that the 'mobile cultivation base' will be exhausted.
This underground space is exactly the same size as the 'Mobile Breeding Base', which is why he doesn't care whether the underground space is stable or not, because the 'Mobile Breeding Base' just fills this underground space.
Bartoli had been watching Abel's operations quietly, and she was also surprised by the huge thing that appeared.
"Bartoli, come in with me!" Abel put his hand on Bartoli's shoulder, and then led her into the 'mobile cultivation base'.
Bartoli was greatly surprised by the sudden appearance of sunlight and medicine garden, and her eyes looked around at this strange space.
Abel did not stop and let her continue to admire, but instead 'teleported' again and took her to the underground main control room.
"Cultivation Spirit, add Bartoli as a user!" Abel ordered to the cultivation spirit.
As a green light swept across Bartoli's body, a piece of Bartoli's mental power was recorded into the cultivation spirit.