Wizard Earl

Chapter 246 Condensing the Undead

Looking at the tall, thin old man whose eyes were filled with hope, Connor smiled and waved his hand at him, saying leisurely, "Very good! You still know how to compensate me for my losses. Since you've agreed to compensate me, then I won't be polite!"

After saying that, Connor plunged a silver needle he had been fiddling with into the head of the tall, thin old man. As the needle pierced through, the old man's face immediately contorted in agony, and he screamed in pain, "Ah...ah...what are you...doing?"

Connor ignored the pitiful cries of the tall, thin old man, simply gesturing for him to be quiet, and then a second silver needle appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing the second silver needle appear in Connor's hand, the tightly bound, tall, thin old man's eyes immediately filled with terror. He shouted, "I still have a dark meteorite in my spatial ring, take it all! Take it all! Please let me go! Let me go!"

A mocking smile appeared on Connor's lips. This old guy is really naive. The things in his spatial ring are naturally his own once they are in his hands. He wants to take his things and then ask Connor to release him?

Without the slightest hesitation, Connor directly pierced the old man's head with the second silver needle. The old man, who had been howling loudly just moments before, immediately became like a dead dog, slumped onto the wooden stake that bound him.

Looking at the old man, Connor felt no pity whatsoever. He continued to prick him with silver needles one after another. He knew very well that if he and this cunning old man had switched places, Connor's fate would have been far more miserable!

Connor stopped after inserting thirteen silver needles into the tall, thin old man, wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Kill me...please...kill me!"

The tall, thin old man, completely slumped on the wooden stake, spoke haltingly. His eyes, looking at Connor, held no trace of hatred or resentment, only pleading. He longed for Connor to understand his life now, to end his suffering…

Ignoring the old man's final pleas, Connor walked out of the basement with an expressionless face. These silver needles would need some time to take effect.

Before going to the Mönchengladbach Club, Connor had already completed the basic stage of the spell "Entanglement of the Dead" and was preparing for the most crucial step of condensing the dead. Originally, Connor planned not to rush and to consolidate the foundation before preparing to condense the dead.

However, the appearance of this tall, thin old man who wanted to kill him made Connor think that there was no time like the present. The higher the cultivation level of the undead spirit condensed by the spell "Entanglement of the Dead" in life, the greater the power of the condensed undead spirit. Even so, considering that Connor was only at the intermediate wizard apprentice level, Connor only planned to focus on condensing undead spirits within the scope of intermediate wizard apprentices. After all, although the spell "Entanglement of the Dead" was very powerful, it was a double-edged sword. If the cultivation level of the condensed undead spirit in life exceeded that of the controller, it would most likely backfire on the controller.

Therefore, the tall, thin old man, who is also an intermediate wizard apprentice like Connor, is indeed a very good choice. Using him as the target for condensing the undead in the necromancy entanglement, even if there is still a chance of backlash against the manipulator, Connor is confident that with his strength, he can completely suppress the backlash!

Sitting in the quiet room of the safe house, Connor held a dark meteorite in his hand. He kept playing with the egg-sized, jet-black meteorite, squinting as he recalled the fragments of memory he had obtained from the tall, thin old man he had just used the Soul-Seizing Technique on.

This old guy's name is Delph. His official identity in Loen is a caretaker of the Navas Natural Forest Park on the western outskirts of Loen. The Navas Natural Forest Park is named after Carol Navas, the first mayor of Loen, for his outstanding contributions to the natural environment of Loen. Although it is nominally a park, the area of ​​the Navas Natural Forest Park is actually much larger than that of the city of Loen!

Delph became the caretaker of Navas Natural Forest Park at the age of eighteen. He has never married or had children and has worked there for fifty years. The reason he has been able to work in Navas Natural Forest Park in anonymity for so long is not only because he is afraid of being exposed and caught by the church, but also because he was able to become a wizard thanks to Navas Natural Forest Park. When Delph was twenty years old, he found a wizard's remains in Navas Natural Forest Park by chance and obtained the meditation method from the remains. Delph was very lucky. He had the talent of a wizard and spent fifty years step by step becoming the intermediate wizard apprentice he is today.

As for the dark meteorite that Connor was very interested in, Delph didn't get it through any legitimate means either! It was the old guy who got greedy and stole it by creating the MIEMEN tragedy! Although the old guy Delph was very cautious, in order to prevent the church from noticing him, he basically always hid in the deep forests of Navas Natural Forest Park to cultivate.

Having confirmed that the key undead element for the spell "Entanglement" is Delph, Connor now faces another crucial decision: the undead element, which Connor ultimately controls according to the Abyssal Arcane Arts, must be absorbed into the controller's body. The undead and the main soul coexist in one physical body. This is a major reason why "Entanglement" is so dangerous, and why the undead can easily turn against the controller.

Connor was naturally very unwilling that Delph's spirit, which he had conjured, had inhabited his physical body, even though he could control the spirit. So Connor devised a plan...

"What are the chances that the chip allows the undead to reside in alchemical artifacts?" Sitting in the quiet room of the safe house, Connor asked the auxiliary chip.

"Beep, based on the known data chip analysis, the probability of an undead residing in an alchemical item is 93%. With the current alchemy level of the main body, the probability of crafting an enchanted item that can be residing in an undead is 61%!" As soon as Connor finished speaking, the cold female voice of the auxiliary chip rang in his mind.

"There's a 91% chance that the undead can reside in alchemical items, and I have a 63% chance of successfully crafting one!" Connor muttered to himself, a glint of light appearing in his eyes as he read the answer given by the auxiliary chip. The probability from the auxiliary chip was quite high; it was worth a try!

(End of this chapter)