Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Abel finally controlled thief god Milton to the side of the magic tower. He did not scan with his power of the will. Instead, he just looked with his eyes.

According to tradition, a rank 36 wizard should have a 36 stories magic tower and live on the top level, but the one in front of him only had 18 stories.

Little did Abel know, even god rank Wizard had a limited amount of ancient material, and Wizard Bradford had already accumulated for many years to build this.

Wizards in the central continent did not care too much about magic towers, but Abel grew up in the Holy Continent. A good magic tower was every wizards’ dream.

As far as they knew, only a wizard with a magic tower could be counted as an actual wizard.

Just recall how much trouble Abel has caused by bringing a powerful magic tower to Harry Castle.

Although he did not make it public, it was one of the most thrilling experiences he had.

Therefore, he immediately fell in love when he saw this magic tower in front of him.

He would definitely take it after he killed Wizard Bradford.

He sped up with thief God Milton.

He needed the wizards to distract Wizard Bradford so that he would not be able to scan around with his power of the will.

Wizard Bradford would definitely not let his guard down like this in a normal battle, but there were many monitoring circles doing the job for him in his magic tower.

Especially since it has been a day and the god rank wizards still had not made a move yet.

The magic tower was his home and his training ground. It was the result of all his hard work.

But normally, he would be living alone since he did not cultivate any disciples.

Even food was teleported to him from different towns every day.

Thief god Milton flew up against the walls, and he stopped next to a window on the 16th floor.

He did not go higher because the energy would be too strong, and wizard Bradford might notice him.

The windows of a magic tower were built with magic circles. When fresh air was needed, the tower spirit would automatically open it.

Still, even in that state, no one would be able to enter it. Of course, this did not apply to thief god Milton.

With a gentle tap, he completely replicated the energy of the magic circle, and the trigger for the window was opened.

Meanwhile, Wizard Smith continued to chat with Wizard Bradford, but he suddenly paused with shock when he saw the window on the 16th floor open.

He was not the only one. Even headmaster Eugene was stunned.

A god rank magic tower was the number one in defense, but it was penetrated without a sound just like that.

The scariest thing of all was that Wizard Bradford did not even notice it as he continued to chat.

“That’s too scary!” The god ranks thought to themselves.

Wizard Mosley began to recall his interaction with Abel and wondered if he appeared rude in any way. It shouldn’t be too bad, so he let out a long breath of relief.

It was not wise to make enemies with someone like Abel.

Power was not everything. Take the demon from beyond, for example, he could be taken down by the wizard union once reawakened, but an invisible enemy could strike at any moment without notice.

Abel did not know what the wizards thought as he closed the window once again.

If he left it open, Wizard Bradford would immediately notice something wrong when he looked outside.

There were countless strange magic circles to create a mana-dense environment and strengthen security in the magic tower.

It would be a nightmare going through them for a normal person, but it was more like a walk in the park for thief god Milton. Almost like every magic circle was listening to his command.

Finally, he arrived at the tower center and seized control of the tower spirit.

This was what Thief God Milton did when he invaded the golden castle. Even the proudest work of the dwarves was no match for him.

There was no way the golden castle’s security could be weaker than this magic tower. Just spirits alone, Abel had 3 of them.

Abel then controlled Thief god Milton to float upward from the stairs.

He kept looking around as he floated, but it soon became clear to him that Wizard Bradford did not care too much about these levels.

Other than some decorations, the place was basically completely empty.

A normal wizard would never have enough space in their magic tower since every level was occupied by some facilities such as accommodation for disciples, training room, storage room.

They all needed their own space, which was why the Wizards in the Holy Continent needed so many stories in the magic tower.

Although Abel didn’t know what was in the 16 stories below him, he guessed that Wizard Bradford might rarely use them as well.

If Wizard Bradford had disciples, he would definitely put his favorite ones on the 16th floor, but he didn’t.

Thief god Milton kept changing energy with his penetration and invisible spells. He was very careful as he went through the magic circles. He did not even use a teleportation circle since that would attract Wizard Bradford.

When he arrived on the 17th floor, he realized it was a stand-alone storage space without walls.

He could see everything at a glance, and they looked interesting, but he did not stay.

All those things would soon belong to him anyway.

Those things were mostly collectibles such as weapons and gears Wizard Bradford gathered from the enemies he killed.

Thief god Milton Continued to make his way upward without making a sound.

Even though the magic circles were getting more complicated, they did not stop Thief God Milton.

Finally, he arrived at the 18th floor, where he suspected Wizard Bradford to be.

He stopped at the last surveillance circle and reached his energy inside.

But this time, he did not alter the motion surveillance circle. Instead, he let it continue.

After the surveillance circle scanned the entire floor, he would be able to tell where Wizard Bradford was.

Just as he expected, Wizard Bradford really was on the 18th floor, a little far from the entrance.

However, as the surveillance circle continued, he realized something was wrong. The 18th floor was much bigger than he expected, so the curious Thief God Milton finally stepped through the rifle and entered the floor.

Suddenly, his eyes were wide open. This place used a dimension circle to expand its size.

The floor was originally only 50 square meters, but with that circle, it became a 3000 meters wide oval.

Above was a huge illumination circle, and there was even a garden by the side.

Since the walls of the magic tower used a special material, the internals and the garden almost looked like it was floating in mid air.

There was a little stream running down the garden with dense mana, making the plants in the garden especially vibrant.

Abel flew up with thief god Milton to get a better glimpse of the view.

There was a 3 story wooden building on top of the garden. It should be where Wizard Bradford was living.

“That’s very creative!” Abel sighed.

Abel was not someone lacking in resources, but he would never be able to think of something like this with his imagination.

But he did not have time to admire the plants, statues, or fountains of the garden. Instead, he turned to the building and carefully approached it.

It was built out of a strange kind of wood, and Abel could sense Thief God Milton relaxing as he approached.

Abel could not identify what kind of tree this wood belonged to, even as a Grandmaster Alchemist, which meant they had to be extremely precious.

Little did he know, Wizard Bradford was actually fully aware of his bad temper, so he constructed this garden and paid a good fortune for those lovely moon wood to build that house.

Still, a crazy person would be true to their nature. It was not something materialistic things could resolve. After all, any normal wizard would give up after so many god ranks have tried to negotiate with him.

The madness of Wizard Bradford was on a whole new level.

Thief god Milton began to slow down his speed.

However, he did not look up since making direct eye contact with a god rank wizard would be noticed.

As for murderous intent, Abel was also able to control it very well since his actual body was with Headmaster Eugene.

He would be fine even the moment before Thief God Milton made a move.

Instead, he admired the luxury of the wood. He could tell they had the style of elves with one look.

Since this place was the personal space of Wizard Bradford, the only magic circles around were the ones holding up the wood. There was not even a surveillance circle.

Soon, he heard the voice of Wizard Bradford talking to a magic circle that transferred his voice outside of the magic tower.

Seemed like Wizard Smith did a great job of distracting him. Which made sense considering he was the Vice President of the wizard union, and he knew Wizard Bradford very well..