Abel threw away all the knight’s clothes off of White Cloud. He didn’t have the slightest intention of touching what a mad knight wore. He wasn’t like Frankenstein. He never thought about stripping things off someone’s living body with telekinesis.
There was something quite fine, though. He honestly liked the golden quality armor. He didn’t care about the traits it possessed. All he did was throw the armor into his ring. Something happened when he tried, though. The power of the Will was intercepted by a divine force when he placed the armor in.
“It’s a legendary item?”
He had a lot of divine items on him already from the families he knew or attacked. Still, he would make an effort to study all he could. He was starting to observe this piece. From its design, he could tell that it was the work of this world. Still, he wasn’t sure where Knight Mead got it from. Out of the several ones from the Nation of God, apart from the sword and shield, he knew that most of them were either inside the temple or collected from battle. Once retrieved, a modification process would take place such that the item would not so much be affected by the original spirit.
That was where the problem was. As powerful as divine items were, any spirit could take it back if it felt like to. For example, the transformation necklace Abel had. Being able to master using and just using it were two very different things. There was a time that his disguise was immediately blown out by someone much stronger. After he had permission from the Moon Goddess, only then did the transformation start working out for him. As of now, the necklace was well hidden inside his body at all times, and unless he was facing a spirit of the same level, virtually no one could see through whatever form he was taking.
As for choosing for the Nation of God, the best idea was to pollute it with divine force and make some change happen. Abel was quite curious about the item inside the portal bag. Still, since he was at a high altitude, there really wasn’t the time to tear the bag open. It wasn’t really a possible thing to do for most law-defying wizards anyways, but as far as he was concerned, he had to do all he could to get the bag working. Otherwise, he had no purpose of keeping it with him.
By the way, he had no idea that the bag wasn’t actually Mead’s. It was from the godsent inside the temple. He was supposed to be the most influential figure in all of the Nation of God. Since he had the ability to wield divine energy, he was almost like a spirit responsible for guarding over the entire temple.
Abel slapped onto White Cloud, “Speed up, White Cloud! We’re getting back quickly!”
White Cloud could feel how rushed Abel was saying it, so it hurried up to use its teleportation ability. Abel arrived at Laisi City very quickly and used the teleportation circle to return to his residence near the Potionmaster Guild. If he was waiting a bit longer for the divine power to end blocking, he could’ve left without having to run so far in the first place. It really had to do with that barbarian’s attitude. He didn’t feel like staying at Battlecry City a moment longer at the time.
“I’m going to have a shutdown training. Don’t make anyone bother me, Research spirit!”
After coming to his battle fort, he shut the door and reached for his town teleportation scroll to enter the dark world. If he was breaking through the blockage of the legendary item portal bag, he had to first break it open forcefully with divine power. To do that, he needed a divine spirit to help him with that, and he only had access to divine power once he was inside the dark world.
Inside the Rogue’s Encampment, he took the legendary portal bag out and started reaching with his power of the Will. He could feel a strong energy that was blocking the opening. He drew a thin dark golden energy thread from his angelic statue, and under his careful guidance, he tried to see if he could reach the thin inside. Although the two divine forces were quite different, when the energy made contact with divine force, it unleashed a channel so that everything inside could be unleashed.
That was when he started to see it. The ownership circle of the bag had an unfamiliar power of the Will over it. He used his own power of the Will to clear it off, but its sturdiness was beyond his expectations. It felt like he was punching a steel wall with his fist. H’s never felt anything like it. That was how strong the presence of this power of the Will was. It was actually dense enough to move objects or even for attacking someone physically.
There was a weakness he noticed quite quickly, though. This energy was not limitless, so eventually, as he was grinding, it became weaker and weaker. Finally, the power of the Will became this pure energy that was absorbed by his power of the Will. After absorbing this energy, he felt like his power was enhanced such that he had come close to the density of this energy. Still, there was quite a gap. he hadn’t trained himself to that point yet.
Once he had all the energy absorbed away, the godsent in his temple started to feel quite anxious.
The godsent said anxiously, “My portal bag!”
The godsent was thinking about waiting till tomorrow afternoon to retrieve it. He was not in a rush at all. He didn’t think too much about Mead’s death, given his various failures. However, the portal bag and the lock on it were just gone. He was starting to feel even angrier towards the outcome of this battle.
No, Abel didn’t know what the godsent was thinking. He had no idea how much attention he just attracted from the Nation of God. He was just happy that the legendary portal item was ready for the taking. This was the second legendary item he had. If it weren’t for his crystal angelic statue, he would’ve never even made it to the ownership circle.
After the ownership verification took place, he could now insert his power of the Will to check the bag’s content. He did, and the first thing he saw in his can was a giant room that was much more spacious than his ring. Bigger pieces could be filled in the process of making it. Now, under the influence of his power, he was shocked enough to realize that there was an even smaller world inside.
The small world was about 500 miles in its length, width, and height. There were no lifeforms here. Abel’s ring was a legendary item in itself, but the capacity was still much different from an “actual” legendary portal bag. In that sense, he’s never had to worry enough about storage capacity from this point.
Inside all this space, there were mountains of various resources and ingredients, something that looked like they belonged to the frontline or the mining pits of the Nation of God. It was what the Nation of God collected over the last few centuries. The Godsent would usually take the rare minerals for the blacksmiths to forge, and once they got it done, the finished product would be put right here unless there was a need for some important construction work.
Speaking of which, as disappointed as the godsent was over Mead, he still trusted him to take care of the divine portal bag because, well, he could take it back at any point. There weren’t that many spirits that could be deployed anytime on the central continent. It was the same for Battlecry City. The god of war was already gone. Otherwise, he would have never gone after the temple by deploying his sacred knights. Still, he would’ve never had so much inside if he knew it would get robbed.
And Abel wasn’t showing mercy with the wealth that he came across. He felt like building two castles right now. One made of the mountain of fine gold, another one with the mithril mountain. That’ was just how many resources that were in here. Like the Wizard Union, the Nation of God had its own monopoly over the handful proportion of resources on the frontline. They also did their luxurious spending on magic buildings, and while they were not as big as the doomsday wall, there were just so much more of them.
And Abel was always wondering where the reserve would be. This was the reserve. There were mountains of this and mountains of that. The point was, he got it. He was starting to understand why the Wizard Union banned certain materials from the frontline. The goal was to use those strictly for targeting the Nation of God because it seemed to them that the whole point was to win resources. Actually, they also had to worry about not ruining the economy of the central continent and the other subcontinents. It just wouldn’t work if rare materials were thrown onto the market like they were random pebbles found on the street.
Anyways, there was a lot of stuff here. Just the gold bricks took up several layers and a huge chunk of the area. Abel could not fathom how much love the original owner had for gold. He liked it as well, so he thought that he might as well build a palace out of it and marry Loraine inside. He wanted to do exactly as the Chinese proverb “Jin Wu Cang Jiao” (meaning: to hide a concubine inside a golden house) was implying.
Right now, he’s almost forgotten about Mead’s personal belongings. All his attention was now on the rare ingredients he had here. There were just so many of them that he had to switch on his world strong fragment to commence analysis and calibration. He was delighted there was literally enough he could make an entire skyship and magic stone cannon out of.
If he was willing, he could spend a whole bunch of time building up another arsenal. He didn’t have time for it, though, so he thought he should trade with the dwarves and leave all the hard work to them after sending them these raw materials. He could work on the main circle. As for the magic stone cannon, he just needed to make enough one-time “33# zod” to make use of everything here.
