Abe the Wizard - Chapter 1203

Chapter 1203: Imprisonment

Thief God Milton paused in the air. He just felt that fifty of his followers living in Pass City had all died.

He said quietly, “Pass City is over!”

Although he was a divine spirit, Milton did have some emotions left inside of him. He did feel something for Pass City, which was a city that he had been living in for the past few decades. That was where his neighbors used to live. There were strangers that would greet him every day. There was a pub that he would go to regularly. It was a place full of personal memories. Now, all that was gone.

Given how insane the Nation of God could be in their methods, Milton figured that they must’ve suffered a great loss, too, this time to have done something like this. The item they lost must be of extraordinary value to them. He began to think back to details that he never considered. While he was doing so, he thought of one possibility. Perhaps it had to do with the divine spirit that he owned. Maybe someone was using it without his knowledge and then using it to throw the blame on him. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it appeared.

Milton began to go into the divine spirit temple under camouflage. Apart from him who possessed this ability, he could also accomplish his goals if he was wielding his special tools. Having thought about that, he immediately thought about searching for his divine time. As long as it was something that he did use before, he knew he was going to get some hints.

There was not a lot that Milton had. He had a dagger, a veil, and a cape. The first two could put him into invisibility mode, while the veil could only reduce his visibility to a certain extent.

Milton began activating his own power of the Will and began forging a connection to his divine item. Soon, he found out about his dagger and veil. He could retrieve these two at any point he wished, but the cape seemed to be out of his reach. The cape was being suppressed by something he wasn’t sure of. The most he could do was to figure out a rough location, but he couldn’t get it back. Yes, the cape was a divine item. If anyone was to put it back, they either had to be divine spirits more powerful than him, or they had to have divine items that were stronger than it.

Milton wasn’t sure, but he figured that the cape had something to do with the burglary that happened over at the Nation of God’s central temple. There was no way that two incidents would happen so close to each other with no given reasons.

He thought to himself, “Should I go and have a look?”

Milton had always stuck to a safety-first principle. It was the reason that he got to live this long. Stealing from the central temple was not going to be a safe job at all. He did all the analysis he could think of. He also thought about the possible culprits that might be after him. Still, if it came to this, he was not sure if he should take any action.

He quickly made a decision to change course, “I’ll see how strong the other side is first.”

Thief God Milton did not accelerate to full speed. He did not want to use up the divine power that was left inside him. If anything, he needed to spare more in the case of an emergency escape. While putting himself in travel mode, he spent an entire day, and by the second afternoon, he could feel like he was getting closer and closer to the position that he was at.

Still, he could feel like something strange was happening. During the night, his cape was almost like it was disappearing from this world. He couldn’t sense it. He thought that maybe he was detected, but the cape appeared again on the second morning. It was just like the day before. It was suppressed by a divine portal bag. This was very curious for him. He wanted to know what was happening.

His curiosity took him in a clearer direction, and his expression was gradually got grimmer. He realized that he was heading towards the Moon Goddess Temple. Now, the Moon Goddess was one of the few divine spirits that survived from the age of the gods. She was more than capable of smiting a half-god like him. Yes, Milton was a half-god since he had no domain of his own.

Thief God Milton wanted to stop flying and go back. He did not want to go inside the Temple of the Moon Goddess. It was a temple that was especially lively, so there was zero chance that he could be inside without being detected. Still, a voice inside of him asked him to check. He wanted to check, so he never stopped the entire time. More importantly, the divine cape. He wanted to know what happened to it. Even if the Moon Goddess was showing up, it should still not be able to sever his connection to the cape.

Eventually, Milton made his way to the Haden Mountain Range. He finally made sure that his destination was not the Goddess Temple but the fort nearby that was made entirely out of gold. He knew that it was the work of the legendary Grandmaster Bennett. He wasn’t completely ignorant of what was happening in this world, but still, he didn’t think that he’d ever had the chance to cross paths with such a prominent figure. He had no use for potions for alchemy. He was a divine spirit, so as far as he was concerned, he might as well just go inside the fort and interrogate Grandmaster Bennett as much as he wanted. Well, that was if the fort was not next to the Goddess Temple.

Thief God Milton put himself into invisibility mode, “It’s been so many years since I’ve done this. Let’s show this thief who his teacher is.”

He lowered himself from the air and arrived at the side of the golden castle. He was looking towards the golden castle in front of him. He was a divine spirit, yes, but even he had to twitch his mouth at the sight of this. He could see things that most class holders were not aware of. There were some rare ingredients fused with the gold that was used to make this fort. These were even more precious than gold. In a sense, the golden castle was valued more than just a fort. It was much more than that. Also, there were spell circles drawn in every space. There were all kinds of them hidden inside the light.

Thief God Milton looked towards the sky that was above the golden castle. As a matter of fact, while he was heading here, he could sense that the gigantic defensive circle that was in the air was a circle that was more powerful than any regular circle. He could tell that most divine spirits would have trouble making their ways in. Well, not him. He was the god of theft. He knew all kinds of methods to bypass circles.

He knew a lot about the circles he saw on the walls. He knew that these were the works of the dwarves. He could go through the gigantic circle very easily if he wanted to as well. He reached out his hand and gently touched the wall that was on the golden castle. The essence he emitted was transformed into something that was equal to the castle circle. His hand and body were becoming one with the building. His invisible body started elevating and crossed over the castle gate. Just like that, he made his way in without any resistance.

As soon as he was inside the golden castle, he could feel something strange happening. It was weird. How was the castle of a grandmaster alchemist so noisy? He could sense that there were some guests eating inside the restaurant. In the hallroom, there were also some guests, while there were some more that were on the topmost platform.

Milton just realized that the legendary light was somewhere close by. Come to think of it. This was a pretty good spot to see that. He shook his head, still. He didn’t understand why a grandmaster alchemist would open his own castle to the public. Whatever the reason was, he knew that he had to go further inside. He continued to fly at a low altitude in the castle. He was ignoring all the circles that were installed.

Soon, he arrived at the warehouse that was on the first floor. The warehouse gate was still shut tight, and with a slight flick of his hands, the gate just opened by itself. He quickly made his way in and saw everything that was inside. There were training resources for druids. There were also potions that Grandmaster Bennett brewed himself. There were also some rare materials. If it was someone else that was here, it was almost guaranteed that they would do whatever they could to stuff all these into their portal bags.

Still, this was Thief God Milton. He was a divine spirit, so he hadn’t had use for most of these. He was disappointed with what he saw if anything, but he learned that the really good stuff had to be somewhere else. With that, he went out of the warehouse and allowed the gate to shut itself close.

He passed through the scanning circle of the golden castle. He did a scan and located three spots that must contain the most important items. One was the underground basement where the spirit was stored. Needless to say, that had to be where the defense reinforcement was. The second spot had to be the alchemy lab where Grandmaster Bennett would do his brews. The third one was the training room, where the seclusion circle and the defensive circle were installed.

Still and carefully, while Thief God Milton was using the scanning circle of the golden castle, he carefully did a scan without looking into the inside of the room. He didn’t want the spirit to catch him because of any excessive movement he was doing. Given his experience, he knew that the spirits guardian of this place had to be more than what he could handle.

With that, he placed his final target at the underground basement. The alchemy lab would be the second, so the training room would be the first spot he would be heading. As for why he knew the job was easier if he started here. Most training rooms had no use for any seclusion circle.

Thief God Milton began flying towards the training room. Abel figured that someone was intruding on the golden castle. All this time, he had thought that the defensive capability of the golden castle was not for anyone to sneak in, not even the divine spirits.

Abel was just having the time of his life drinking his water spirit fruit juice. He was thinking about how to learn the sword technique for his angelic body. His angelic body was strong, but even learning these forms would not help him in a way if he was stuck in a long-range or middle-range fight.

All this time, the angelic body still relied on the holy angelic sword for attacks. The range was also within reach of the sword. Even with the buff of the legendary bow, the Buriza-Do Kyanon, the most Abel could do was to go after someone weaker than him and not any worthy opponents. As it stood, the biggest problem so far was the light power could not be separated from the holy angelic sword.

To dins a solution, Abel combined his main spirit with his druid spirit. He also switched down his world stone fragment and magnified his thinking efficiency by multiple times, but the possibilities were eliminated constantly. The power of the angelic body was entering into the bottleneck stage. Giving his estimation, it should take at least 50 years for the angelic body to make any more progress. By that time, he should be able to launch something like a middle-close range attack. It was why the angelic body had four wings in total. For regular angels, this would take a lot more time to accomplish.

Abel was quite upset, actually. What he lacked the most now was time. If the demon from beyond wasn’t waking up within a hundred years, he could just work things at his own pace. He knew that all he needed to do was to make himself comfortable to push himself into legendary rank or even above. It was the same for his angelic body. He could just push himself to become a divine spirit. His Beamon giant beast could also become a divine spirit at a given time. Flying Flame was a dragon, so it might even be possible for it to become a millennium or a legendary giant dragon. His sacred knights and wizard contract creatures would be pushed to their maximum level with his endless resource supplies.

The problem was still there. He needed more time. While Abel was busy thinking about this, he realized that someone just entered his training room.

Thief God Milton had been doing great sneaking his way in so far. He was blending his own presence with the circle. It was one of his greatest abilities, actually. Because of this ability that he possessed, he could almost ignore all the circles at his own discretion. This was the ability of divine spirit, something above the rank of circles.

Very quickly, Milton locked his first target onto Abel’s training room. He was very smooth in his way of heading towards the outside of the training lab. It wasn’t a hard job at all to bypass the seclusion circle and the defensive circle. The door opened very easily. Once Thief God Milton made his way in, out of fear that someone else were to realize that the lab was opened, he immediately shut the door close as soon as he was in.