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"If you High-level Wizard Abel's team can handle it yourselves, then do so. If you can't, there's no need for your team to exist anymore. My research just happens to be short of some important materials!" Elder Martz held High-level Wizard Godwin in one hand, glanced at High-level Wizard Emil with a greedy look, and said in a deep voice.

A Level 19 High-level Wizard was the ideal research material for studying someone at his own level. If High-level Wizard Emil truly couldn't deal with Abel, then he would have every reason to turn High-level Wizard Emil into research material as well.

The Ice Wind Faction had three elders, but elders at this level rarely acted anymore. The only one still active was Elder Martz, so almost no one in the Ice Wind Faction dared to oppose his words.

"Yes, Elder. I'll personally find Wizard Abel and avenge the wizards of the Ice Wind Faction who died!" High-level Wizard Emil endured the chill throughout his body and bowed as he replied.

"See that you do!" Elder Martz's voice still lingered in the hall when he turned into a streak of white light and disappeared with High-level Wizard Godwin.

"Wizard Abel!" High-level Wizard Emil muttered, his eyes filled with killing intent.

In the morning at Xilian City, Abel walked out of the basement. Today, he was going to the Wizard Guild to gather some information.

With steward Kern bowing as he saw him off, Abel had just stepped out of the villa when he heard a familiar voice.

"Wizard Abel, I knew you lived here!" Giant Horn Priest greeted him.

Abel was somewhat puzzled by how Giant Horn Priest had recognized him, because he had his face covered by a hood.

Seeing his confusion, Giant Horn Priest pointed at his staff.