Wizard Earl

Chapter 183 Celta Cult

The handwriting on the letter was neat and beautiful. Judging from the writing, the person who wrote this letter must have been well-educated. The letter paper itself was glossy and white, which was of the highest quality and would probably cost about one penny per sheet. In addition, judging from the three hundred gold pounds attached to the letter, the owner of this letter was obviously quite wealthy.

"I don't care who you are or what you want." Connor muttered these words to himself, then sneered, flicking out a fireball that reduced the letter to ashes. He then pulled a hexagonal, transparent crystal from under the large bed in the room.

Who is Connor Ferguson?

Alchemist!

Although this is a temporary hotel, how could Connor, an alchemist, not set up some small alchemical mechanisms here!

Holding the hexagonal crystal in his hand, Connor chanted a spell, and the hexagonal crystal immediately emitted a brilliant light, and Connor's mental energy immediately entered the crystal.

In simple terms, this hexagonal crystal acts as a monitor, recording the situation in the room from all angles without blind spots and skipping over useless footage. Connor discovered in the hexagonal crystal that three hours after he left the guest room in the morning, a figure wearing a red robe and a bronze mask appeared in his room without knocking. Clearly, this red-robed person used a spell similar to passing through walls to enter his room.

After entering his room, the mysterious man in red robes seemed to have used his spiritual power to search the room but found nothing. Then, he put away the letter and the four round beads and disappeared as mysteriously as he had come.

Upon seeing this, Connor fell into deep thought. Judging from the video recording of the hexagonal crystal, it was clear that someone was watching him! If he remembered correctly, Margaret had once told him that a fire wizard had appeared in the Ferguson family. Could the person in the shadows be targeting him because of that, judging from the meaning in the letter?

Thinking about this, Connor fell into deep thought, and after a long while, his eyes flickered...

Under the cover of darkness in the early hours of the next day, Connor disguised himself and quietly slipped out of the hotel, arriving at one of the three safe houses he had purchased.

Upon arriving at the safe house, Connor did not hesitate at all and immediately took out his alchemy equipment from his spatial ring. Now that the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, if he wanted to eliminate this threat, the first thing to do was to find out who the enemy was. How could he win if he didn't even know who the enemy was?

The letter was unsigned and blank, and its contents seemed unremarkable. The red-robed figure who broke into Connor's room was masked, and Connor had no idea who he was. Therefore, the truly valuable item was the four metal beads; Connor believed that their origin and provenance were the key to breaking his deadlock…

Using his spiritual fire, Connor slowly cut open one of the four captured metal spheres and began his examination.

Half an hour later, Connor, having dismantled three of the four captured metal spheres, silently commanded, "Chip, search the database for information on energy compression methods similar to these metal spheres!"

"Beep! In accordance with the subject's will, the task has been established. Estimated completion time: ten minutes!"

Listening to the familiar, cool female voice in his mind, Connor fell into deep thought. He spent half an hour disassembling the three metal spheres. He had basically figured out its basic principle. Simply put, an alchemist compressed a ball of violent energy into a tiny metal sphere, then used a metal that Connor was unaware of to seal the compressed energy inside the metal sphere, and then made some sensing devices and installed them on the metal sphere.

The principle is not difficult, but the most crucial point is how to compress energy! Connor also learned about the method of compressing energy in "Reyes Alchemy", but Connor felt that the other party's method was more ingenious than his own, and his own method could not compress energy to that extent.

"Beep! Mission complete. The chip found records of the Celta Cult's Moxi Alchemy in the database, which are very similar to the situation listed in the main body."

"The Celta Cult? Moxi Alchemy?" Connor frowned upon hearing these two names, as he was completely unfamiliar with them.

"Transmit the information about Celta Viscount and Moxi Alchemy to me!" Connor issued the order to the auxiliary chip again.

"As you wish! The data has been transmitted to you!" the chip's cool female voice replied.

As Connor examined the information about the Celta Cult and Moxi Alchemy, he became increasingly alarmed. The information came from Reyes and was therefore highly reliable. The information clearly described what this so-called Celta Cult was.

Celta is the name of a fiery god from the Second Age, which is said to be older than the Byzantine era. The Celta religion is a religion that worships this fiery god. This organization is very ancient and mysterious. According to the records, they are extremely secretive and rarely exposed to the world.

Because the Celta Cult worships Celta, the evil god who wields fire, the majority of the organization are fire-attribute wizards, and their research on everything related to fire is extremely advanced. The Moxi Alchemy is one of the manifestations of their advanced research on fire. According to the descriptions, a major characteristic of the Moxi Alchemy is its exceptional ability to compress violent energy.

After carefully reviewing the short document, Connor felt that everything seemed quite logical. First, the letter left by the person in the shadows indicated that they were here for matters concerning their own family. Margaret had mentioned that a fire-attribute wizard had once appeared in the Ferguson family. If this person in the shadows was indeed a member of the Celta Cult, which worships an evil god who controls fire and whose organization contains mostly fire-attribute wizards, then this would be a good match.

Thinking about it this way, Connor was mostly convinced of his guess that the person in the shadows was a member of the Celta Cult. Now that he knew who the other person was, Connor felt that he should take the initiative and find the other person. He couldn't continue to be passive and wait for the other person to find him. Otherwise, wouldn't he be being led by the nose?

With the secret society as a backup plan, Connor was quite confident about this so-called Celta Cult!

(End of this chapter)