Chapter 1182: Faith
Chapter 1182: Faith
Abel had a familiar feeling when he was in the temple, just like his angel body when he was in the Holy Kingdom's temple.
It was his temple at the end of the day. He just never had a statue to connect to it.
The headmaster of the high elves, Headmaster Locke, Kneeled down and made a big bow with his little body in the hall.
Since Abel commanded, headmaster Locke was the only one allowed to live in the temple.
He knew about the history of high elves in the continents. He didn't want his own high elves to have the same fate.
He played with the human size statue in the temple, United it with his soul, and it began to transform.
His human face began to emerge from it, as well as the long robe he was wearing.
"Locke, bring the high elves to pray in front of this statue in the future!" Abel commanded.
"Yes my great lord!" headmaster Locke bowed again.
Abel did not stay for long. It felt strange to be inside his temple when he was not even a true god yet.
Still, he was half a god in the Rogue Encampment with some followers.
If he had never seen the god of war being locked up by the Wizard union underground, his ego might have gone through the roof already.
He had to keep his humility. Even truly powerful gods were captured and taken advantage of by the wizard union.
He tried to connect to his statue when he returned to the Rogue Encampment. By that time, more than 1000 high elves were already praying in front of his statue on their knees.
Compared to the Barbarians and the followers he had in the Holy Kingdom, 1000 high elves were not that much.
However, he could sense their faith was much stronger.
It was almost like his statue was being washed over by faith. The age-old damage inside the statue was being recovered, and the remains of the past gods were being cleansed. It was reborn. In no time, the statue truly became a statue of Abel.
Suddenly a surprising thing happened. A holy crystal was being formed.
He was stunned as he scanned the forming holy crystal. It would only take a year before the process was complete.
Even the angel statue in the Holy Kingdom with 50 million followers could not form a holy crystal in a year.
Since it only had 100,000 followers left, it could not even form a holy crystal in 100 years.
As for Doff, the process of forming a holy crystal had not even begun.
He couldn't understand how powerful the high elves were?
He had underestimated them. Although they were not as powerful as angels, they were definitely one of the top beings.
It was just that they hadn't been around long enough to fully get a sense of their ability.
Just like a young dragon, for example. They could only become powerful with time.
Therefore, even the high elves could not do much in their current status. Each of their souls signified a legend.
Since faith had nothing to do with fighting power, Abel basically had 1000 legends as followers.
Not to mention, normal legends were often less faithful due to their arrogance. But of course, excluding the legendary knights cultivated by the Holy Kingdom.
The high elves, on the other hand, depended on the Oak tree. It was the tree of life of the Dark World, and it controlled the law of the world.
Since the Oak tree was bound to Abel by the soul, Abel's statues were unquestionable to the high elves.
Therefore, the high elves' faith was the purest form of faith, especially with no other creatures around in the Dark World to disrupt them.
As long as Abel could maintain This environment, he would have unending amounts of faith.
If madness was the pinnacle of faith, you would need to give these high elves another category.
If another god had a follower like this, it would protect him by all means necessary and use holy energy to bring it back to the world of god when he died.
If the Dark World did not suppress power up to a level, Abel could definitely sense his body being altered by faith.
The faith of those high elves only grew with the statue.
Abel was excited. He calculated for a moment. With the time difference of the Dark World, he would basically have a holy crystal once every 2 weeks in the Central Continent.
It was too bad he still didn't know too much about how to use holy crystals to speed up his transformation, but he was confident in himself.
Abel kept his eyes out the following few days to make sure everyone believed he was in retreat.
When October arrived, Abel returned from the Dark World feeling tired. As soon as he stepped out of the training room, the research spirit sounded. Wizard Hutton had been waiting for a long time.
Abel sighed. Wizard Hutton must have been waiting to have breakfast again.
Still, they were great friends, and Abel would treat him with the best food and wine.
Afterward, Abel and Wizard Hutton arrived at the Dwarves' Furnace Fort.
As soon as Abel stepped out, he saw King Gunther waiting for him.
"Grandmaster Bennett, it's our honour to have you in the Furnace Fort!" He bowed with a friendly smile.
"I'm very happy to see you too!" Abel smiled and bowed back.
They did not make their way to the temple on foot. Instead, a luxurious Pegasus carriage from the elves was there.
With smiles on their faces, Abel and King Gunther stepped on the carriage.
Finally, Abel had a chance to look over the Furnace Fort from the sky. It had changed a lot because of the Holy Kingdom.
There were 10 sky ships, and the top of all buildings on the hill was equipped with war machines, long-range crossbows, and all kinds of exclusive weapons. The entire Furnace Fort has become a giant destroyer.
Even a legend might think twice before invading!
"Grandmaster Bennett, as you can see, we dwarves are well prepared!" King Gunther lowered his voice.
To be honest, the budget spent on those set up was unimaginable. Only the most important cities would do something like this.
For smaller cities, their only choice was to go underground or retreat.
The dwarves were not human. Their population dictated their fate as they would not be able to recover near as fast.
"King Gunther, are we at that point yet?" Abel was stunned.
Although he was keeping up to date with the Wizard Union, he was not expecting the dwarves to prepare for war already.
"Anything can happen considering how badly the Evil Kingdom is hit by the WIzard Union!" King Gunther lowered his voice again.
He thought about the elves. They had not even started to move yet.
Although he strengthened the defense of the Tree of life, the most the elves ever did was gathering their druids and increasing their training.
It was nothing compared to what the dwarves managed to achieve.
Abel sighed at how hopeless the elves were. He already did a lot for them. He practically gave them half of their skyships for free.
However, both King Gunther and Abel did not know how impactful Abel's robbery was to the Holy Kingdom. With so many holy crystals gone, it would be hard for the Holy kingdom to get revenge even if they wanted to.
Under this circumstance, they could only do hit and runs on small territories, so they did not have to waste holy crystals to lock down the dimension.
"Grandmaster Abel, the reason I invited you here is to talk about the potential war. Even the Holy kingdom did not take revenge on us elves, the strange behaviour of the Guardian wings signifies the reawakening of the demon from beyond in the next 100 years. The Wizard Union is right!" King Gunther added.
"King Gunther, I will do my best no matter what!" Abel smiled.
"Then I'll thank you first!" King Gunther laughed.
The flying carriage landed on the square in front of the palace. It was not a big area, but a lavish welcoming ceremony was about to begin.
10 dwarves lifted up to their horns, and the entire Furnace Fort knew an important guest had arrived.
More than 10 law-defying wizards stood in front of the palace and bowed. Maybe that was all the law-defying wizards who lived in the Furnace Fort.
Abel and King Gunther stepped into the palace under the cheers.
This time, they did not dwell for long. After King Gunther said some welcoming words to Abel, they entered the mountain of the Furnace Fort.
Considering how important this place was and the prestige of Abel's status, King Gunther had to lead the way personally.
"Grandmaster Bennett, we dwarves have many powerful wizards, but not many legendary wizards have ever emerged in our history. That's why we are not known for our wizardry but our forgery!" King Gunther stopped in front of a door.
"Of course. The dwarves are number one when it comes to forgery!" Abel laughed.
Yes, that was coming from a grandmaster blacksmith.
"What you are about to see is the finest work from us dwarves!" King Gunther said with pride.
Abel sensed that he had arrived in the lowest underground level of the Furnace Fort mountain. Considering the habits of the dwarves, it should be where the most powerful war machines were stored.