Wizard Earl

Varga concocted hundreds of potions for Connor, but this was the one she cared about most. She repeatedly told Connor that this potion was not easy to make and should not be used unless absolutely necessary or in a critical situation. Now, with Connor's life hanging by a thread, it was the perfect time for this potion to show its power!

Although the potion appeared colorless and odorless, Connor actually found it incredibly sour and astringent the moment it entered his mouth. It tasted completely different from the potions Varga had previously concocted for him. If it weren't for the fact that Varga had personally and solemnly handed the potion to Connor in his arms, and if Connor hadn't carefully treasured it ever since, never daring to be negligent, Connor might have even thought he had taken the wrong potion from his spatial ring…

Although he had some doubts about the taste of the potion, this potion, which Varga had taken so seriously, did not disappoint Connor. A few seconds after taking the potion, Connor felt his blood and energy flowing freely. His spirit, which had been somewhat weak due to casting Mental Storm, was also revitalized. Even the pain in his right arm and right leg caused by the cursed artifact was significantly reduced.

Taking a deep breath, Connor, who had collapsed to the ground, forced himself to stand up, picked up the Castilian Staff, and walked towards the mysterious masked man not far away.

Given the current situation, it would be safer and more secure for Connor to return to Ferguson Estate and reunite with Varga. However, being ruthless by nature, after some deliberation, he made a decision: he would settle things with this mysterious man!

The current situation is mutually destructive. If Connor runs away, his safety will be guaranteed, but it will also release this mysterious person back into the wild. If this mysterious person can attack Connor once, he can attack Connor a second time. Connor will have to be constantly on guard against this powerful and unpredictable guy, which will definitely be a very troublesome thing. So rather than worrying about it later, it is better to take some risks today and keep this guy who refuses to show his face here to completely eliminate this future threat!

Besides eliminating future troubles, Connor's curiosity was also burning fiercely. The mysterious person's skills were far beyond his expectations. Such a master could not be an unknown figure in the wizarding world, yet Connor couldn't discern their identity from the spells or the cursed artifact...

Therefore, Connor was eager to personally unveil the mask worn by this mysterious man, to see who he really was, and what deep-seated hatred he, Connor Ferguson, had for him that would put him to death.

Seeing Connor approaching with his staff, the mysterious man understood Connor's thoughts. After hesitating for a second, he decisively pulled the cursed dagger from his right leg and plunged it into his chest.

With the mysterious man's movement, he and Connor almost simultaneously coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood. Connor, having previously taken a potion concocted for him by Varga, was in slightly better condition, managing to stand with the aid of the Castilian Staff. However, the mysterious man, who had first stabbed him twice in the right arm and right leg, and now stabbed him in the chest, was not so lucky. He, who had been standing, immediately collapsed to his knees. Furthermore, Connor could clearly feel that the man's breathing had become much heavier…

Just as the mysterious man knelt on one knee, and Connor, leaning on his staff, swayed unsteadily, unable to take another step forward, the battle reached a stalemate. For a moment, neither of them could gain the upper hand. In this awkward situation, Connor, who was silently gathering his strength and preparing to launch a final attack, suddenly changed his expression. An undisguised joy appeared in his eyes as he turned to look north, where Ferguson Manor was located. If Connor's senses were correct, Varga was rushing towards his aid.

Sensing Varga's arrival, Connor, who had originally wanted to fight this mysterious man to the death, was undoubtedly calmed down. He coldly looked at the mysterious man kneeling on the ground not far away. He now had reinforcements in sight. In just a few more minutes, Varga would arrive. With Varga's help, this mysterious man would undoubtedly die. Therefore, Connor naturally had no need to take any more risks.

Sensing Connor's gaze, the mysterious man kneeling on one knee raised his head to meet Connor's eyes. Although the mask obscured his face, Connor couldn't see the man's features, but the man's cold, malevolent green pupils, like those of a venomous snake, sent chills down Connor's spine and made him extremely uncomfortable.

"My name is Diego Lopez, Connor Ferguson, you'll die by my hand!"

After exchanging a glance, the mysterious man suddenly spoke. His voice was extremely hoarse and strange, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Upon hearing that this guy named "Diego Lopez" dared to threaten him even when he was about to die, Connor didn't get angry but laughed. Just as he was about to retort, his mental energy suddenly detected a strange energy fluctuation emanating from Diego Lopez...

Upon noticing the change in Diego Lopez, Connor immediately knew that the damned guy had also discovered Varga's reinforcements and was trying to escape. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and condensed the dark energy he had painstakingly accumulated into several black light blades, which went straight for Diego Lopez in an attempt to stop him from escaping.

Although Connor was quick, Diego Lopez, who was wearing a mask, was clearly prepared. A thick, dark green mist immediately appeared around him. The black light blades that Connor fired were swallowed up by the mist and had no effect whatsoever.

Upon seeing this, Connor was startled and also somewhat wary of the dark green fog. He did not act rashly and became vigilant to prevent Diego Lopez from turning against him.

Thus, under Connor's apprehension, the dark green fog dissipated into nothingness in the air a dozen seconds later, along with Diego Lopez himself.

Seeing Diego Lopez escape right before his eyes, Connor Ferguson, who had initially intended to kill him to eliminate any future threat, suddenly turned extremely grim. For some reason, he had a premonition that he would soon see this guy named Diego Lopez again, and that when he did, it would be even more difficult for him to kill him…