497 White Cloud and Flying Flame. Both Back HomeAt night, Abel went back to his own magic tower. He didn’t go there to train, though. Instead, he went to the outside of the tower to enjoy the view.

Since the hanging fort platform was completely separated from the outside world, it had become one of the most secure locations on this earth. That being said, Abel wasn’t quite satisfied yet.

He wanted to switch the fort to its max state. To do that, he had to wait for both the elves and the dwarfs to leave. When they were all gone, he went to the fake mountain that Lady Carrie built for him. It was built so that the control panel could be hidden.

“Open the energy shelf, Flora,” Abel commanded his tower spirit.

“Yes, Master,” the tower spirit replied. Soon, the energy shelf opened. There were many intermediate magic gemstones inside. With a smirk on his face, Abel started replacing them with the perfect gemstones that he had with him.

With a bit of time, Abel had stuffed in all the slots with his perfect gemstones–two thousand stones in total. It was unthinkable to any organization or person. If he didn’t have the Horadric Cube, filling the energy shelf would’ve been impossible.

“Energy has been replaced. Please wait, Master,” the tower spirit Flora said.

“Got it,” Abel said, then suddenly realized how fast the gemstones were drained by the energy shelf, “Wait, why is it using so much energy so quickly?”

Flora replied, “Due to many years of unuse, the war fort needs a lot of energy to re-enter into battle mode. Please wait until it is completely recharged.”

Abel wasn’t quite sure what “battle mode” meant. Actually, he didn’t even think that “recharged” was the appropriate word here. Who could just “recharge” an entire platform with two thousand perfect gemstones?

Still, what’s done is done. The only thing Abel could do was to wait for everything to finish.

“The war fort has been recharged fully, Master,” Flora eventually said.

Abel quickly asked, “So what now? What can this war fort do that it couldn’t before?”

“Because some of the parts are missing, only four of the original functions were retained. I’ll now tell you which functions were retained.”

“First: the ability to float. As long as it’s below an altitude of one thousand meters, the war fort can fly anywhere in the sky.”

“Second: the war fort’s defensive functions. With the barrier on, the war fort can negate a total of fifty thousand points of damage if the barrier is destroyed. It would take ten minutes to regenerate it.”

“Third: the invisibility function. Once the war fort is in mid-air, it can hide itself to avoid detection. If the war fort is hit, only the barrier will be revealed. As long as the barrier is on, it will remain invisible.”

“Fourth: the dimensional shot. By releasing an energy ripple that contains the power of the dimension, the flow of time for all nearby areas will be fixed for a total of ten seconds. Once a dimensional shot has been released, it will take a whole day to recharge the next shot.”

Abel asked again, “How’s the maneuverability of this war fort? Can it go forward and backward?”

“The necessary parts are missing, Master,” Flora replied.

As disappointing as that sounded, Abel could just let White Cloud carry this giant fort. It could lift a lot of weight, so carrying a fort on its back wouldn’t be that difficult.

Also, there was the “dimensional shot” that the tower spirit mentioned. It was definitely for targeting wizards, Abel thought. After all, to stop wizards from using their insanely fast “instantaneous movement” technique, what better way was there than to freeze time so they couldn’t move anywhere?

And this time freeze could last ten seconds. That was more than enough times for the giant ballistas to shoot out at least three thousand giant arrows. Anything would be destroyed by that.

Or, if Abel didn’t want to use his iron puppets, he could just go in and finish his enemy off with his own power of the dimension. It would be Wizard Cliff all over again. He could just walk up to his enemies and ignore any defense they had.

Abel commanded to the tower spirit, “Elevate the hanging fort now, Flora. Reach one-thousand meters of altitude.”

Under Abel’s command, the hanging fort started to float in the air. It was very quiet when it was doing this. Without actually seeing this, no one would know that a giant castle was flying its way towards the sky.

As soon as it lifted off the ground, Abel realized that there was a problem with what he was doing. He was flying out from the hexagonal circle’s protection, meaning that the hanging fort was exposed to any outside attacks. To deal with this, he decided that the hanging fort would only fly if he was doing scouting work. If someone decided to hit him in mid-air, he would just descend back to the hexagonal circle.

Once he reached an altitude of one thousand meters, Abel realized how good the barrier of the hanging fort was. Normally, it should be cold and windy here, but everything in the barrier looked calm and steady.

Abel connected his soul chain to White Cloud and Flying Flame. When they were summoned, they were both summoned outside the hanging fort’s barrier.

Abel commanded his tower spirit, “Give access to entry to White Cloud and Flying Flame.”

Just like that, after the tower spirit gave access to White Cloud and Flying Flame, they both flew inside the hanging fort’s barrier.

Right now, Abel was standing on a piece of lawn that he told Lady Carrie to make for him. It was a spot he prepared for his summoned creatures.

Abel gave White Cloud a hug when it landed in front of him. He might be a two-meter-tall man, but he was still a baby to a giant bird like White Cloud.

Abel said to White Cloud through his soul chain, “I fulfilled made my promise to you. I told you that I would build a magic tower so we could all live together.”

White Cloud responded by making some bird noises. Since Abel had given it everything that it wanted, it changed from a war machine to a living being that knew what love and affection were. It was very grateful for everything that Abel had done.

Flying Flame was a bit jealous, so it also came over to give Abel a hug. With its wings, of course. Its frontal legs were too short to cuddle.

“Do you like it here, Flying Flame?” Abel asked with a smile.