Chapter 832: Done (Three in one)

The death of the old man sent a great shock to the 3 rank 17 elite wizards. They would have never imaged his passing like this. The death of every elite wizard would go down in history.

Elite wizards were rarely killed, but now a rank 18 wizard, a friend, had died right in front of his eyes.

This shock was a lot more impactful than Abel's words. They had lived too long, a luxury they've been spoiled with.

If those elite wizards were courageous at heart, they wouldn't stay in the Holy Continent.

Other than a small number of elite wizards, most elite wizards who stayed in the Holy Continent were the ones who failed the examination of the Miracle Wall. The truly powerful ones had left long ago.

Abel no longer said anything threatening, and the wizards had lowered their heads and put their pride away.

"The prestigious king Abel. I will give you my loyalty!" Elite Wizard Dyna dropped to his knees.

The other 2 elite wizards also followed and dropped on one knee.

"Bartoli, come here!" Abel looked at the 3 rank 17 wizards and connected to Bartoli through the soul chain from afar.

"Yes, master!" Bartoli's voice emerged from the soul chain.

After a few seconds, a white light flashed on Harry's teleportation circle, and Bartoli appeared.

She then flashed again and arrived next to Abel.

"Master, I'm here!" Bartoli bowed.

"All you elite wizards, give a part of your soul to Bartoli. You will forever listen to her commands!" Abel lowered his voice and looked at the wizards on their knees.

The 3 elite wizards felt unbearably humiliated. It wasn't as bad if Abel took their soul since Abel's status was equal to the empires of the 3 big kingdoms after he destroyed the Kingdom of St Ellis.

However, this female wizard was clearly a servant. Slowly, their humility turned to hopelessness.

"Do you have a problem?" Abel lowered his voice as Babala began to squeeze again.

"No, we don't have a problem!" The wizards had already given up their pride, so they lowered their heads again.

Above their unsettling faces, 3 faint beams of light flew out from their head. Bartoli grabbed the lights and brought them to her own head.

Elite Wizard Dyna saw Bartoli had directly brought their souls into her head and begged again, "The prestigious King Abel, we have given out our soul. Please turn our souls into soul cards. She is an intermediate wizard. Her lifespan is shorter than ours. When she dies, we will die too!"

"Lifespan? You really want to compare your lifespan with Bartoli?" Abel gave out a gentle laugh.

"My dragon god. You guys really want to compare lifespan with an immoral?" Blue Dragon Emmanuel also laughed.

Bartoli's ability had increased a few times already with the endless resource of Abel. But of course, not as fast as Abel.

This was not the scariest thing about Bartoli. Her body had been altered by hell. Unless an external force killed her, she was basically immortal.

Therefore, Abel had always protected Bartoli. He had ordered her to the safest place and rarely put her in risky situations.

Bartoli had dwelled around the assassin union headquarters. Other than Abel, no one had spotted that place in the past thousands of years. It was the safest place.

She would be the guardian of Abel's offspring along with Babala and tower spirit Flora.

The hidden base no.7 in the orc empire would also be the asset of Abel's offspring.

"Ok. All of you are now wizards of the duchy of Carmel. We will treat you accordingly. Do you want me to build a new magic tower for you or tell Johnson to move your old one here?" Abel waved his hand and said as Bartoli bowed and left.

"The prestigious King Abel. Our magic towers are in the Kingdom of St Ellis. If possible, we want to take back some of our belongings!" Elite Wizard Dyna bowed.

He felt his energy returning, but they had already given out their souls. Still, he found a little pride when Abel said they would be treated accordingly.

"Don't worry, the Kingdom of St Ellis will soon be mine. I will build another 3 rank 17 magic tower in the Harry castle wizard circle for you. I hope you can give my wizards some guidance in the future!" Abel bowed gently.

Abel's attitude was no longer as threatening. He had accepted these 3 elite wizards after they had given out their souls.

Elite wizard Dyna stood up straight. He realized there was not a single person in Harry castle. No one saw how embarrassing they were. Their pride was safe at last.

3 rank 17 wizards had become the guardian wizards of a duchy. Although this was not a good look, the duchy of Carmel was no ordinary duchy.

Exceptional was Abel's change in attitude. He did not command them but spoke in a respectful tone. This had brought back a lot of their pride.

"Let's go back to the troops!" Abel put away the old man's belongings and said.

The troops couldn't be left alone for too long, and his battle with the old man had already lasted for a long time. He also needed to head to the kingdom of St Ellis to take back what he deserved.

He put Flying Flame and White Snow back in his monster ring and left with blue dragon Emmanuel and the 3 elite wizards.

The danger defused once again. The citizens of Harry castle came out under the castle again. Other than a bit of mess in the square, there were not many signs of battle. Only a soul beam that signified a horrific battle.

Bartoli also returned to the hidden assassin union headquarters. That place needed a wizard to hold down.

Abel, blue dragon Emmanuel, and the 3 elite wizards appeared on the troops' closest teleportation circle. They then flashed and arrived within the troops again.

The base they built had become a prison camp. Other than a few unlucky knights who got brain damage from the orc battle drum, most of them had recovered after the drum sound had ended.

20,000 knights and a few hundred beginner wizards were captured. A situation like this was not uncommon in the duchy of Carmel.

10,000 knights looking after 20,000 knights was a lot easier than a few hundred knights looking after 10,000 knights like last time.

They wrote down their names one by one and were given a number for their weapons and warhorse.

Many have died in this battle, but most of them were the final resort of the kingdom. Only a small amount of them had practiced combat qi anyway.

Their souls were turned into pieces as soon as they heard the orc battle drum. Then they were turned into energy for the drum.

When Abel returned, he saw a busy scene of his men hard at work. They were counting the large amounts of resources, food, and war machines the kingdom had brought along with them.

Most of those resources, especially those war machines, had not even been used, and they had become the spoils of the duchy of Carmel.

"Your Majesty, the 20,000 prisoners are now secured. We are now counting the spoils. The kingdom of St Ellis Prince Derek wants to see you!" Head commander Bodley arrived at the office and bowed.

"Head commander Bodley, you've done a great job. I've organized the wizards to come and look after the prisoners. Reorganize the knights, and we'll head to the kingdom of St Ellis tomorrow!" Abel said with a smile.

He was feeling good. With 20,000 knights and large amounts of wizards, the kingdom of St Ellis was basically hopeless. As long as he acted fast, the kingdom of St Ellis would be Abel's.

Also, this would be a great chance to let his men experience what war is like.

"Yes, your majesty!" Head commander Bodley replied in excitement.

Attacking a kingdom was the dream of every head commander. The rise of a new kingdom would go down in history, and he could become a part of it.

"Bring me the prince!" Abel added. Prince Derek was such an insignificant character that Abel almost forgot about him.

Soon, Prince Derek was brought to the office. His face was pale, his luxurious robes filled with dirt. It was not a good look.

The first thing he saw was the 2 rank 17 wizards sitting beside Abel. He knew who was the master of this office just by looking at those wizards' respectful posture.

Prince Derek felt his heart drop. He could imagine what happened to the old man, but he just couldn't believe it.

"The prestigious King Abel, I demand to be treated as a noble prisoner of war, and I request for my knights to be treated equally as well!" Prince Derek fixed up his clothes and bowed.

"Haha, hahaha!" Abel began laughing.

He never expected the prince to say something like this. Prince Derek just couldn't get rid of his arrogance.

The prince changed. He couldn't understand why Abel was laughing. He was a noble, the son of an emperor. He should be treated with respect even if he lost a war. He should be wearing clean robes with a glass of wine in his hand and a servant by his side.

Instead, he was pushed around by knights and didn't even get a cup of water.

"Prince Derek, the war still hasn't ended. Let's talk about being a prisoner afterward, shall we?" Abel's laughing stopped.

"What do you mean? We lost. All my troops are prisoners! Are you..." an idea suddenly flashed in prince Derek's mind. He immediately stood up straight and added, "What did the old man do that makes you think the war had not ended?"

Maybe the old man had done something so traumatic Abel couldn't declare victory. Maybe he would even let them all go at the end.

Hope started to arise from the prince's eyes.

"Oh, that rank 18 wizard?" Abel nodded and asked.

"What happened to him?" Prince Derek asked. He couldn't understand Abel's tone.

His gaze turned towards the 3 rank 17 wizards. He actually didn't feel too good when he first entered the office, but he was still hopeful about the old man's ability. The was the embodiment of invincibility in the kingdom.

"He lived too long, and he was tired. He will become history just like your kingdom!" Abel said bluntly.

"The old man is dead!" The prince mumbled something he couldn't even believe. But then he realized what Abel was implying. He quickly yelled, "you want to attack the Kingdom of St Ellis? You own the Duchy of Carmel. you can't do that!"

"Prince Derek, I'm a bit confused by your logic. The kingdom can attack me, but I can't strike back? Every kingdom rises from war. when the kingdom of St Ellis is destroyed, I'll make a more powerful kingdom!" Abel said it almost like it was reality.

"No, you can't do that. You traitor!" The prince yelled.

Abel couldn't bother to talk with him anymore. The prince had been in the spotlight for too long. he had forgotten what it was like to fail.

A knight came in and dragged him out.

The sun began to set, and large amounts of wizards arrived from the duchy of Carmel. They took away the 20,000 knight prisoners. Even Abel's teacher, Wizard Morton, had also come to help.

Abel did not bring any wizards from the duchy of Carmel with him in this attack. Their wizard circle was too weak. Even with large amounts of resources, it would take more time to develop with their low starting point.

Handling 20,000 knights shouldn't be a problem for them, and those hundreds of beginner wizards were already in mana forbidden circles. They were hopeless.

The original camp set up by the kingdom of st Ellis did not go to waste. They became the resting ground for the duchy of Carmel's knights.

When the sun rose the second day, Abel was met with a roar of excitement when he appeared in front of the knights on Black Wind.

"Long live the king!"

Their roar covered the ground, and even the prisoners on the other side could hear their excitement. The contrast was so unbearable the prisoners from the kingdom couldn't help but lower their heads.

"I, King Abel Harry, will lead you, my loyal knights, to rise a war with the ruthless kingdom of St Ellis. They used all cheap tactics to achieve their goals, and they don't deserve the holy title of a kingdom. That title should only be given to the brave and powerful, and we will be the one to take over!" Abel's voice was amplified by his combat qi, and everyone could hear him clearly.

The word 'St' in the kingdom of St Ellis represented the kingdom's holiness. Abel's intention was clear.

"We will fight until the death. For King Abel!" The 10,000 knights roared again. Their spirits were high.

The 5 flying boats landed from the sky and opened their compartment. The knights stepped in by groups, and soon they left the camp.

Abel vanished from the spot and reappeared on the top of the leading flying boat. The rank 17 wizards beside him followed.

Everyone was filled with excitement. The only one relaxing was the blue dragon, Emmanuel. He leaned back at the table with Grandmaster wine in his hand and a table full of food.

He couldn't understand why the humans are so excited about status. They are weak anyway. The dragons could turn them all into dust in one blow. Anything prestigious wouldn't matter at that point.

But then he felt a little speechless when he thought of Abel's age. He should just let him do whatever he wanted.

Blue dragon Emmanuel came along to protect Abel. At least that's what he thought. Not the grandmaster wine and those delicate dishes he had every day.

In the Kingdom of St Ellis's royal palace, Emperor Ambrose was desperately waiting for the war report. It had been a few days since he sent his men out to the duchy of Carmel, but he hadn't gotten any report back.

"Your Majesty, we still haven't got any news. Should we send men out to investigate?" Duke Earnest bowed and suggested.

"Not yet, maybe the war is still going on, and Derek hasn't got time to report!" Emperor Ambrose couldn't make a decision. He wouldn't believe such a huge team would lose.

But at the same time, Derek would report even if they lost. Was there a problem with the communication circle?

He never expected that Abel had used the orc battle drum. Under the drum sound, those men couldn't even make a sound, let alone report.

The 10 intermediate wizards that escaped were still hiding in the forest of the duchy of Thunder. They were terrified. No one has ever seen anyone kill intermediate wizards like chickens. They were dropping dead in groups.

They were the reporting wizards of the kingdom, but all that was in their minds was to hide. They wouldn't even dare to go to the closest teleportation circle. Abel might be waiting for them.

Abel would definitely be proud if he knew those intermediate wizards were thinking of him like this.

"If we can't connect with the troops by tonight, we'll directly connect with the communication circle of the old man!" Emperor Ambrose lowered his voice.

The Old man was too prestigious. The kingdom would not connect with him directly until the last moment.

Emperor Ambrose felt his heart lift when he thought about the Old Man. With the old man by his side, anything could settle.

How could a little duchy be a problem?

A dull atmosphere covered the royal palace. The lords did not say a word. They felt too good about this.

It was the afternoon, and 5 Sky Ships emerged from the sky of Denan city.

Ding Ding Ding... An ear piercing bell sound erupted, followed by chaotic footsteps.

Although there were not many knights in Denan City, it was the core of the Kingdom of St Ellis. All the guards were highly skilled.

As the Sky Ships were approaching, crossbows began to emerge from the city wall of Denan City.

"Wizard Dyna, bring the other 2 wizards to clean up the guards of the city wall!" Abel said, standing on a skyship with a telescope in his hand.

Although the skyships could survive crossbows attack for a while, any damage on his sky ships would be unnecessary. Those were too expensive, and he didn't want to make them all over again.

"Yes, Your majesty!" The wizards bowed.

They had handed their soul to Abel, but they still needed to prove themselves by cutting off their final connection with the kingdom.

Destroying the defense of Denan City was the perfect method.

Abel nodded, and the 3 rank 17 wizards disappeared in a flash.

After a few more flashes, the wizards appeared in the city wall. 3 elite wizards fighting against a city war had never happened in the history of the Holy Continent.

A single elite wizard was powerful enough, let alone 3 of them.

"I won't kill you if you jump down the city wall!" Wizard Denan did not attack immediately. Instead, he yelled.

The elite wizards stood 500 meters apart on the city wall. Unbearable energy emerged from their bodies.

It was not suppressive, but it was threatening. The moment their energy emerged, some soldiers screamed and rolled down the city wall with hands covering their heads.

A few weaker guards were immediately frightened to death. Blood gushed out from their mouths as they dropped to the ground.

There were only around 30 men remaining on the city wall, and none of them could do anything in the face of elite wizards.

A crossbow was not something a single man could operate, so those scattered men picked up their swords and rushed towards the elite wizards.

"Stupid!" Elite wizard Dyna mumbled, and a fiery spell pattern emerged from his hand.

Although those wizards were not looking good in Harry castle, it was not because they were weak. It was because Babala was too strong.

The 30 guards were turned into ash after a few steps.

The 3 elite wizards did not stop. They kept making their way towards the royal palace and destroying every war machine along the way.

The 5 Sky Ships passed through the City Wall of Denan City with an unstoppable force. It was the biggest city of the 3 big kingdoms, and there was fear in the eyes of every citizen.

"What happened? Why was the alert bell rung?" Emperor Ambrose stood up with his heart dropped.

"Majesty, there are Sky Ships outside of the City wall. All our defenses are down!" A knight quickly stepped in and bowed.

"What? The duchy of Carmel is here?" The Emperor took and stepped back and fell back to his throne and mumbled.

If the Sky Ships are here, where were his powerful men?

No wonder why he hasn't been able to connect with Derek.

He took out a card from his waist and jammed a mana gem into it. A white light shot out.

After a few flashes, the communication circle on the card was ignited. It was a communication circle accessible by normal people.

This card was Emperor Ambrose's final lifesaver. It could directly connect to his old man. His heart grew desperate as the lights kept flashing.

"Quick, quick, my old man, please answer me!" His heart yelled.

His desperation did not go to waste. Finally, the flashing stopped, and they were connected.

"Old Man, where are you?" The Emperor asked immediately.

"Old man? I'm Abel!" Abel was standing on the Sky Ship when he felt something flashing from the spoils of the old man. The voice of Emperor Ambrose emerged as soon as he ignited it.

Emperor Ambrose's hand dropped, and the card fell to the floor.

It was almost unimaginable to him that his old man would lose, but it was hard to deny since even his communication card was on Abel's hand.

"So rude!" Abel said as he put away his communication card.

"your Majesty, the Sky Ships have penetrated the city wall. They are heading towards us!" A knight speeded into the stuffy palace.

The emperor's face was ashen. Almost all the knights from the kingdom had been sent out to attack the duchy of Carmel. Where could they find anyone to take down those Sky Ships?

"Your Majesty, you should leave now with the royal knights. As long as you are alive, the kingdom will be fine!" Duke Earnest bowed.

"Yeah, majesty. Please go. The kingdom needs you!" The other lords said as well.

Most of the lords nudged the emperor, but emperor Ambrose himself was contemplating. There was a teleportation circle next to the palace. As long as he stepped in, he would be able to disappear from Denan City, but this also meant he had given up this city's sovereignty.

This city was the core of royalty. Could he really do that?