Chapter 257 An Army of Fallens

As it turned out, Abel’s strongest long-range attacks had no effects on these fallen. Abel decided to change his strategy for a bit. After having a telepathic discussion with Black Wind, Black Wind suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the army of fallen. When it was ten meters away from the doomed creatures, three fireballs were thrown at them.

With a perfect zigzag movement, Black Wind managed to dodge all of them. During this time, Abel charged up more “charged bolt” in his hands. When he was done, fan-shaped lightning stretched out with him being its center.

The fallen who rushed forward were electrocuted to the ground. It was extremely painful for them, which made them scream as they fell to the ground. When the screams reached out to the ones behind, many of these fallen tried to flee the battleground.

It’s a weird thought, but these fallen might be possessed with the souls of fish. It’s almost like their memories couldn’t last for more than a few seconds. When some of them tried to escape, they would turn themselves around and rush towards Abel again.

As stupid as that was, the falls here were actually stronger than the other places. For one, their damage recovery was a lot faster. It only took 2 to 3 seconds for these fallen to get back on the ground, whereas the other fallen would take about 6 seconds.

If Abel had to guess, it was Bishibosh that was leading these fallen, and that’s why they were braver than the other ones he encountered before.

Abel kept releasing large lightning arcs to the fallen. When they were hit, they would be paralyzed by the stunning effect of the lightning. As they would have no ways to move, let alone make a defense by then, their only choice was to die as they got hit by the subsequently charged bolts.

Although hundreds of the fallen had died during this raid, many, many more still remained. And because Abel was using spell attacks to kill these fallen, he couldn’t activate his sword of Victory to restore his mana. The same was for his Bahamut Vampire’s Ring. He couldn’t use it to steal the 6% mana from his enemies.

All this happened within a few seconds. As Abel approached the army of fallen, he was exposed to more corrupt wizards. After ten more ”charged bolts” were fired, a red light flew towards him from the sky.

That was when more than twenty fireballs flew towards Abel at the same time. His spiritual alarm rang. The power of these fireballs could have been comparable to the ‘fireball’ spell of a fifth-level wizard. Since it was also buffed by Bishibosh, he had expected it to be a hard hit.

“Withdraw!” Abel yelled to Black Wind, and its four claws quickly made a break, which left a deep mark on the ground. With Abel still on its back, it leaped backward and did a 180 degrees flip in mid-air.

As it landed on the ground, Black Wind suddenly accelerated as the fireballs dropped to the spot that it was at a split second ago. Immediately, more areas were covered by the falling fireballs.

Watching as the army of fallen fled from this area, Abel couldn’t help but feel despair with the situation that he was in. Of the one hundred-ish fallen he had just killed, only more than fifty souls were absorbed into the Horadric Cube. All the other ones have been resurrected the corrupt wizards, and there were just far too many of them.

Abel made a simple calculation. By using the way he attacked just now, if he could kill about fifty fallen with the way he just did, then a total of ten thousand would take about… Abel wasn’t going to count when he saw the ones that were just in front of them.

Abel felt the urge to throw a super exploding ball. Yet, without White Cloud or the giant ballista on its back, he didn’t think that eight seconds were enough for him to make an escape He could do two “instantaneous movements” with Black Wind, yes, but that’s not going to get him out of the range of the explosion.

Actually, this was the first time that Abel encountered a problem as big as this in the dark world. He wasn’t sure if there was an efficient way to exterminate these fallen. If he remembered correctly, his physical attacks were at the level of a knight’s commander, but all these hell creatures had a strong resistance to physical attacks.

Spell attack. For rank three wizards, Abel had already mastered a lot of spells. But whether it’s all of the basic wizard spells, or the “resurrection of skeletons” spell, they were all medium and short-ranged attacks. Under current circumstances, it was impossible to launch an attack whilst simultaneously defending against a large number of fireballs. Besides, it would take way too long to activate these spells.

Abel knew that the alchemists also had their own offensive techniques. Yet, none of the alchemy recipes that he knew of were for attacking. As he shook his head to reject the idea, a thought suddenly came to him.

The blue quality “elven perfume”, which could directly affect one’s soul, had the ability to drug the souls of less powerful beings. In fact, when he upgraded it to blue quality for the first time, he just thought that the elven potion was some kind of narcotic.

Abel found a bottle of a previously refined blue-quality “elven perfume” from his portal bag. After patting Black Wind on its neck, he rushed to the army of fallen again.

After Black Wind dodged several more fireballs, Abel was now very close to the army of fallen. Already, thousands of these fallen were howling as they charged at him.

Abel threw the blue-quality “elven perfume” in his hand to a corrupt wizard. As the bottle dropped after hitting the ground in front of him, all the surrounding fallen stood as they were drugged by the elven potion.

To test how well the blue-quality “elven perfume” would perform, Abel had Black Wind moving in different directions. He kept pulling away from his distance from the fallen and avoided the fireballs flying from time to time. As Black Wind waited, more and more fireball attacks were received.

Black Wind was starting to send signals to tell Abel to evacuate. By this point, Abel’s already got the data that he wanted. The blue-quality “elven perfume” worked well against ordinary fallen. Whereas for corrupt wizards, they could only be stunned for about two seconds.

“Black Wind, we withdraw!”

With Abel’s shout, Black Wind disappeared as it moved instantly to the ground a hundred meters away. When they were two miles further way, Abel jumped off Black Wind’s back.

Abel set up the standard intermediated defense circle, then took out ‘Akara ‘s tent’ from the personal storage box. He wanted to make more “elven perfume” right here.

Since Abel had enough ingredients from the Moon Guardian City, he decided to use up all of them to make the elven potions. Soon, he made 60 bottles of them. He didn’t stop there, though. Instead, he used the Horadric Cube to re-synthesize blue-quality “elven perfume’ into gold-quality “elven perfume”.

Abel had never done this when he was on the Holy Continent. After knowing that synthesized red wine could actually promote wizards, even advanced wizards, he decided that he would make synthesized items out of synthesized only for himself. Everything else he made for others, he would do them with raw materials.

Even when he was brewing next to an army of fallen, Abel ‘s blue-quality “elven perfume” was still the best medicine there was to existence. In fact, he would never make these potions unless he was in front of a bunch of enemies. (which he was going to terminate, of course)

Abel picked up a bottle of golden-quality ‘elven perfume,’ opened the bottle cap, and sniffed gently. It’s almost like his entire soul was being frozen. All the perceptions in his brain seemed to lose direction at the same time, and he couldn’t feel anything for a while. If he wasn’t at the level of a knight’s commander, he would’ve been in this state until he was dead.

This potion was insane! For someone who’s been drinking soul potions for a while already, Abel was actually much stronger than most people in terms of his sp strength. Yet, just by smelling this golden quality potion, he actually lost a few seconds of consciousness.

Wait. It was much more than that. There seemed to be a slight change inside Abel’s soul. It’s almost like he was cleansed from the inside out. This must be what Grand Duke Edwina was talking about! His soul was being purified!