Wizard Earl

In the wizarding world, wizards who are skilled in using magic are generally not very good at physical cultivation. Very few can cultivate both magic and body at a high level. After all, cultivating magic is already enough to consume their energy and resources. If they were to cultivate their physical body as well, the slow progress would be unimaginable. They might cultivate until death without making much progress in either their physical body or magic.

Therefore, according to some incomplete statistics, in the wizarding world, only a very small number of people who do not lack cultivation resources will try the path of dual cultivation of magic and body. Connor never expected that he would suddenly encounter such a person in the suburbs of Frosinone today!

Although the Pluton's Spear didn't kill the mysterious man in one blow as Connor had hoped, it at least injured him. So, for Connor, this was a good opportunity to kick him while he was down. Otherwise, once the mysterious man recovered from the damage from the Pluton's Spear, Connor would be in real trouble. Wizards who cultivate both magic and body may progress more slowly than wizards who only cultivate magic or body, but if they succeed, they are unparalleled among wizards of the same level.

Thinking of this, a murderous intent appeared on Connor's face. The silver pendant that amplified his mental power immediately appeared in his hand. Then, Connor concentrated his mental power, and with the mental power amplified by the silver pendant, he released a mental storm towards the mysterious masked man.

Although this mysterious man cultivated both magic and physical strength, possessing formidable abilities in both, he clearly lacked in spiritual cultivation. Therefore, when faced with mental attacks like Connor's, he was obviously outmatched. After being struck by the mental storm, he swayed unsteadily, as if drunk.

Seeing that his mental storm had taken effect, Connor, though somewhat exhausted from the excessive mental exertion, still forced himself to continue, intending to use the Castia Staff to strike the fallen man. However, although the mysterious man was somewhat dazed by Connor's mental storm, he reacted very quickly, immediately taking out a palm-sized dark red dagger from his pocket.

Sensing the energy fluctuations emanating from the dark red dagger, Connor assumed the mysterious man was about to make a desperate attack, so he didn't pay much attention and continued to quickly prepare his spell. However, at that moment, something incredibly unbelievable happened: the mysterious man actually picked up the dark red dagger and plunged it into his own right arm.

Upon witnessing this scene, Connor, while still shocked, immediately had a thought flash through his mind...

This mysterious person, whose face is obscured and whose identity is unknown, could he be a masochist who enjoys self-harm, or perhaps he knows he is going to die and wants to end his own life?

The thought had barely crossed Connor's mind when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right arm, as if someone was twisting and turning it with a knife. Instantly, Connor broke out in a cold sweat, writhing in unbearable pain. When he looked up, he saw the masked man using a dark red dagger to churn the flesh and blood in his right arm.

What was extremely strange was that although the dagger had slashed a large gash in the mysterious man's right arm, not a single drop of blood flowed out. As for the dagger itself, with each second it remained in the flesh, it seemed to subtly brighten, gradually turning from a dark red to a vivid crimson in just a short time…

Seeing this, Connor Ferguson, an alchemist, immediately focused his attention on the dagger, and a name flashed through his mind—cursed artifact!

Although cursed artifacts are nominally a type of enchanted item, orthodox alchemists prefer to categorize them as curses rather than enchanted items.

Since they are called cursed artifacts, they can be understood as cursed and enchanted items. Unlike normal enchanted items, these things cannot be controlled by the wizards who use them. They are generally made through abnormal crafting processes and are cursed by wizards. In short, they are very evil.

Therefore, although cursed artifacts are powerful, they also have a very high chance of devouring their owners. Some cursed artifacts even harm the user first and then the user. Clearly, the dagger that Connor is currently encountering belongs to the latter category.

It is precisely because of the great trouble that cursed artifacts are not well-liked in the wizarding world, despite their powerful abilities. Some wizards even keep them a secret and remain indifferent even when they have the opportunity to obtain them. Unexpectedly, Connor has encountered a ruthless person here who is both a cultivator of magic and body and dares to use cursed artifacts!

Thinking of this, Connor, amidst his anguish, was also curious about the other party's identity. He didn't know who he had offended, or whose path he had obstructed, to be ambushed and killed.

Just then, the mysterious man pulled the now bright red dagger from his right arm and plunged it into Connor's right leg. With that action, Connor was hit again. He felt a piercing pain in his right leg, lost his footing, and fell to the ground.

Although the pain was unbearable, and the agony surged like a tide into Connor's central nervous system, the resilient Connor remained calm. He forced himself to stay calm. In such a critical moment of life and death, being impatient or panicked was pointless. Only by staying calm could he possibly come up with a way out of the predicament.

Because the mysterious man's face was covered by a mask, Connor couldn't see his facial expression, but he could still tell from his trembling body that the guy who had suddenly attacked him was definitely not in a good situation either.

It was obvious that this mysterious man intended to kill himself with this extremely strange cursed artifact. He first injured himself, and then used the artifact to transfer the injuries and pain to himself. Connor's physical training was not as good as his. With the same injuries, this mysterious man would not die, but Connor might. Although he was in a dangerous situation, Connor had to admit that this mysterious man's methods were truly ruthless!

Now that he had determined the mysterious man's methods, Connor naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to be dragged down. After quickly thinking it over, Connor made up his mind and immediately took out a bottle of potion made by Varga from his spatial ring and put it in his mouth.