That black cloak druid would definitely not stand this close to Abel if he knew Abel was a commander. He had countless lifesavers, but during that split second, he was distracted, and a human Knight sword plunged straight through his throat as well as wrapping his body with a layer of frost.

Life force slowly faded away from the black-cloaked druid. When he was clear-headed once again after the slip second that he was distracted, he realized he could no longer control his body. He could only leave a look of regret on his face. However, the moment he died, he saw something he could not make sense of at all.

5 spirit wolves, 5 ravens, a poison creeper, an oak sage, and 4 deformed-looking knights, appeared beside Abel.

“What monster have we offended!” That’s the last thought the black-cloaked druid had before his life had ended.

“Don’t go too hard on them. I want them alive!” After Abel had commanded. He ignored the battle as he snatched the portal bag from the black-cloaked druid and scanned his body with his power of the will to see if he had missed anything.

How powerful were commanders? In the human world, every one of them could be the ruler of a city. Although they were not as powerful as a druid, they had a great mastery in combat qi, which made them the core of any battle.

But after those other elven warriors became clear-headed once again, they were met with something terrifying. They realized their enemy was almost immune to their combat qi attacks, and every single strike from their enemy would take out a large chunk of their health.

Form those spirit wolves, Raven, poison creeper, and even that oak sage by the side, they understood that this Master Bennett was an official druid, but they had no idea what were those 4 knights wrapped in black armor. Even from their rich experience in battles, all they knew was those black armor knights were fully equipped with magic equipment.

One elven warrior had been struck by the sword of a spirit guardian Knight. His combat qi armor immediately vanished, which gave a spirit wolf the opportunity to step on both his shoulders and legs. Now that elven warrior had lost all his fighting ability.

One man down! Those spirit guardian knights and spirit wolves were too fast. Those elven warriors were hopeless.

The battle had ended under half a minute. By that point, Abel was still counting the things in that black-cloaked Druid’s portal bag. Other than a magic circle control board, there were 10 defense rune signs, 10 attack rune signs, 5 magic scroll of ‘Volcano explosions,’ And one magic scroll of ‘Volcano.’ Abel felt some chill running down his spine. If he hadn’t taken care of this black-cloaked druid first, there was no way he could counteract any of these magic scrolls,

especially that magic scroll of Volcano. This military-grade spell could change the terrains of a small area, and summon a volcano to ruthlessly attack the surrounding.

Able really needed to rethink a Druid’s ability. A mere beginner druid was carrying so many scrolls with him. Next time he definitely needs to be a lot more careful when fighting a druid.

Abel then reached his power of the will inside that magic circle board. From this, he realized this intermediate circle was actually called a ‘Protection Circle of Dark Valley. It could function like a defense and barrier circle at the same time.

Abel put these spoils of war in his portal bag and looked towards the battlefield; he was very happy how things had turned out. All 7 of the elven warriors were disabled, and there was not a single damage to his summons.

“I need to talk to them privately one by one, just keep an eye in them!” Said Abel to his summons.

He took out the Akara tent from his monster portal bag and opened it on a side. He then held up one of the 7 elven warriors and walked inside.

Disbelieve emerged from the gaze of the elven warrior. He only heard of a portal tent in legends, but now it appeared right in the hand of this master alchemist.

“No need to ask, I won’t tell you anything!” Said the elven warrior in a certain tone.

“I’m not planning to ask you anything!” A cold smirk emerged from Abel’s face. His hand pressed on to the face of that elven warrior. In a light squeeze, all the teeth of that elven warrior fell out.

Abel examined the teeth. Just as he expected, there was one that was altered. He no longer needed an explanation. These guys were the reporters from the infamous investigation department. Their filthy name was well known across the human and elf world.

The longer Abel looked at these poison-filled teeth, the more he was certain these elves were sent by the investigation department. He coldly stared at the elven warrior and pressed on his forehead once again.

Outside of the Ankara tent, the flame of a soul suddenly flashed in that dark eye socket within the black helmet of those spirit guardian Knights. The ice magic sword in their hand shot out straight towards the mouth of those elven warriors in perfect form and picked out their poisoned teeth.

By this point, those elven warriors knew something was wrong. Their opponent in this mission was way too scary. He had almost killed an official druid in a second and made them all disabled. Especially those knights in black armor. They seemed more like a deformed summon than a Knight. According to legend, only extremely lucky Druids could have a deformed summon.

The 6 elven warriors held back the pain in their mouth and exchanged gaze. There was nothing they could do by this point, they didn’t even have the ability to kill themselves. The poison creeper had just injected the right amount of poison to suppress their combat qi, but not killing them. This was a common way Druids had treat their slaves.

In the Ankara tent, Abel did not suck up the combat qi of this elven warrior immediately. This was a man on his last breath, who knew what he would do if he realized Abel was going to suck up his combat qi. Therefore, Abel first injected his power of the will into the brain of that elven warrior and cut the nerves connecting his brain and his body straight off with his power of the will like a knife.

From the outside, there wasn’t much different, but one could sense through the power of the will that all the nerves connecting the brain and body had been cut, this elven warrior had lost complete control of his body.

Afterward, Abel began to suck up his combat qi. If you think those grey dwarf commanders had a lot of combat qi, this elven warrior was on par. It was their gift. Normally human warriors only had around a hundred years to live, but those grey dwarfs and elves could live much longer, so the combat qi they could accumulate was much larger as well.

Of course, humans excelled in their ability to breed. A few generations of commanders could be cultivated during that one hundred years. As long as a small part of them were gifted, that was still a large amount of commander considering how many humans there were.

To other knights, building those combat qi pathways was a thing of hassle, but Abel was different. His golden combat qi could mutualize external combat qi and turn it into his own. Therefore, all the combat that elven warriors had accumulated throughout decades of hardship had been taken in by Abel just like that.

The elven warrior’s gaze turned from shock to horrified, from horrified to terrified. He tried to resist, but in the end, hopelessness just emerged from his gaze. His eyes had turned grey by this point. He was not afraid of dying, but watching his combat qi slowly taken in by his enemy helplessly was the most painful way to die.

The extraordinarily strong body of that elven warrior began to crumble as his life force was slowly getting sucked away alongside his combat qi. All that elven warrior wanted at that moment was to die faster, but Abel wouldn’t let him. That wouldn’t be the most effective way to gain all the benefits from his body.

Abel did not feel guilt from taking his enemies’ power. To him, it was the best way to make sure he survived to kill more enemies in future battles.