Harrogate was a city on the top of a hill. All of its buildings were made with the burliest stones.

At that moment, Abel was exactly standing on the highest platform of Harrogate with his power of will fully unleashed.

He was not expecting any living being around, but he still couldn’t help but sign after he scanned the environment.

It was a human city, but there was not a single person around. So there was only one explanation, humans in the Dark World have gone extinct.

In fact, there were no other beings other than hell creatures.

If the power of law did not protect the buildings of this city, they would have been washed away by the passage of time as well.

Abel stepped into the room next to him. It was an alchemy room with a full set of alchemy equipment and potions on the shelves.

He did not take those potions. He was no longer the poor fellow he was.

However, there were still some super potion healing potions and super mana potions that attracted him. The past owner of this room must be a top-level alchemist.

Abel looked around and quickly spotted the books he was after, the formula for those super potions.

He looked down at the formulas. Just a few extra rare ingredients alone could make a huge difference.

Since Abel had a herb garden, cultivating the ingredients he needed was no challenge.

If the Dark World was not suppressed by hell or operated by hell creatures, it too would be an amazing place for growing potion ingredients.

Abel stepped out of the alchemy room and walked down. There was a little teleportation circle, but all of its energy was used up long ago.

Still, Abel installed 2 top-level gems onto it, and it was ignited once again after tens of thousands of years.

He connected his power of the will to it. After seeing a familiar list of locations appearing, Abel felt his heart lifted. From then on, he could teleport to this place any time he wanted, even if the portal vanished.

After all, he had o idea where Harrogate was located in the Dark World.

He then walked around Harrogate. He found the blacksmith guild and the exit of the town. However, he was not planning to fight hell creatures.

After defeating Diablo and hearing a song of life sung by the most souls, the most important thing to do was to meditate.

So, he returned to the familiar Rogue Encampment.

No need to wait for the sky to get dark. He had not meditated in the last 24 hours so he could save the night for training.

He sat down in the large mana gathering circle with 1000 top-level light gems around him.

If he needed, he could take out even more resources with his druid soul during meditation.

Abel took a deep breath and relaxed his soul. After hundred years of meditating experience, letting go was almost instinctive to him.

In his deep state of meditation, he heard the song of life again. It was the true gift the souls had given him.

As the song of life emerged, huge amounts of mana began to rush in the large mana gathering circle, even from miles away.

All of a sudden, the place was flooded with mana.

Abel felt like a sponge in the sea. With the strange power of the song of life, his body was turning that mana into the purest magic energy.

His 3 laws grew tremendously. It would normally take a rank 23 wizard hundreds of years to level up again in the Central Continent.

At that moment, Abel Abel was almost stunned as the energy rushed into his body. Of course, there was no way another wizard’s body could tolerate this, but after all, Abel’s body was almost as strong as a mad knight.

It was a little painful to take in so much energy, but he was not afraid of mana overload. Even if he got himself hurt, he always had full recovery potions as a backup.

The speed of mana was insane. By that point, it was more like a tsunami than a flood.

Luckily they were in the Dark World when no one had ever taken in any mana for tens of thousands of years. So naturally, therefore, its mana density was extremely high.

If he was in the Central continent, that large mana gathering circle he had would probably break down immediately after what just happened.

Still, mana moving too fast could cause a disaster.

Therefore, the Oak Tree in Blood Moor left a command for the high elves after it sensed the condition of Abel.

Under the lead of headmaster Loka, thousands of high elves flew up. As the children of nature, they had the natural ability to control all kinds of elements.

They had a close bond with mana. Therefore with thousands of them unleashing their power, the chaotic mana suddenly became calm.

Abel was not aware of this. All he knew was he was getting more powerful at a scary rate.

After around 20 minutes, Abel’s body was fully fulfilled as a rank 23 wizard even he had 2 extra wizard patterns compared to normal wizards.

Of course, it was all thanks to the high elves.

At the same time, the 1000 light gems around him had also been used up, and his druid soul was already taking out more automatically.

Abel was beginning to level up.

He was extremely happy. Since he no longer needed to go through any bottlenecks, this level-up didn’t even use up any energy from the song of life.

He successfully drew out 3 rank 24 wizard patterns in just a minute. It must be the fastest level up in history, but of course, he could only do this with the power of god in the Rogue Encampment.

As the mana kept rushing began to rush in again, the high elves continued to work.

The druid soul also began to take out light gems. Soon, all elite light gems were used up, and it began to take out other kinds of light gems—even the ones he was not planning to use.

The mana was gathering at an unbelievable rate.

Especially with the help of the Oak tree and the high elves under the lead of headmaster Loka, even mana from the ocean in the edge of the Rogue Encampment began to move in.

10 meters waves lashed out. It was too bad no one was around the ocean to see this doomsday scenery.

The main man behind all of this was still meditating. His power kept increasing. Hundreds of hearts of energy were condensed into a single hour.

In just 40 minutes, there were no more light gems in his holy portal bag.

Since the druid soul was operating on instinct, it began to take out mana gems. After all, any form of energy could turn into the purest energy for Abel with support from a song of life.

Abel’s skin suddenly tore open with this increase in energy, and a cut to his organs was opened up.

The druid soul automatically used a full recovery potion, and the cut was healed.

The song of life continued. Since Abel’s body was almost immortal with his potions, a little cut from energy would not hurt.

In fact, he was filled with joy as time passed by the seconds. He was just like a piece of iron being hammered by energy. And finally, his 3 rank 24 wizard patterns were fulfilled.

Just like that, top-level mana gems were directly melted one by one, which was enough to make any powerful figure in the Central Continent go insane.

Each of them harvested the energy to blow up an entire city, but they all quickly turned into ashes after they were taken out.

Another hour passed, and the energy kept rushing in. Abel almost felt like his 3 rank 24 wizard patterns were going to explode at any moment.

The song of life ended in the very last second, and the last note turned into an echo that swirled around Abel’s soul. The energy began to settle.

The high elves were also getting tired, but their faith only deepened. Their lord had absorbed every single energy they gathered.

If there was another level they could go with their faith, what just happened would definitely do the trick.

Abel opened his eyes and stood up but immediately sat back down. Seeing all the scattered gems around, he could only imagine what just happened.

The song of life had also fulfilled his 3 rank 24 wizard patterns, so it was time for him to level up again.

He sensed the level-up energy sifting out from within him, but he was not planning to do it quickly like before. So instead, he took it safe and began to defuse his 3 rank 24 wizard pattern in his power of the will as well as the power of law.

Afterward, he redrew 3 rank 25 wizard patterns. Just like that, Abel had reached the pinnacle of a law-defying wizard from a rank 23 wizard.

As a rank 25 wizard, he needed to start transforming his body into energy besides practicing spells.

Rank 25 wizards were the core of every large wizard organization. They signified one’s potential to become a legend, a truly powerful figure in the Central Continent, a true master of one’s own fate.