Wizard Earl

Chapter 375 Assault (1)

Although on the surface, the villa area where Ceballos lived looked no different from other areas of the manor, Connor, whether as an alchemist who crafted enchanted items or a mental wizard with strong mental power and keen intuition, could sense an unusual atmosphere in this area that was hard to describe but clearly felt.

After taking out the silver pendant and wearing it, Connor's mental power was amplified by the pendant, making his sense of the abnormality of this villa area even clearer. After squinting and observing for a long time, Connor finally found the answer on the lawn surrounding the villa.

These lawns appear no different from the others on the manor, but beneath the soil lies a sensing array. The alchemist who set up this array was incredibly skilled, concealing it deep within the soil. This minimized the energy fluctuations of the array, reducing the possibility of it being detected. It was for this reason that Connor didn't immediately notice anything amiss, only having a vague sense of it.

On the other hand, the grass covering this lawn, because its roots are deeply embedded in the soil, has become the tentacles of the sensing array. As long as an outsider steps on this lawn, the array's restrictions will undoubtedly be triggered.

"These grasses seem normal... but if I step on them, they'll all turn into mutated demonic grasses under the effect of the magic circle, right..."

Having discovered the problem, Connor focused all his attention on the grass. After studying it carefully for a while, Connor's face darkened, and he muttered to himself:

The lawn he was facing now seemed to be a classic setup in the alchemy world. The person who set up this scheme must have something that could prevent triggering the sensing array under the lawn. If you had this item, there would be no problem walking across the lawn. However, if you didn't have this item, you would be detected by the sensing array when you walked across the lawn. At that time, the grass on the lawn would probably turn into terrifying mutated demonic grass, just as Connor expected, to prevent Connor from further infiltrating.

For a typical wizard, facing this situation, there are basically only two options: fly over or fight it head-on! It's not impossible to break the formation using other technical methods, but obviously that would take time, and right now, what Connor lacks most is precisely time!

If you choose to fly over without touching the lawn, the sensing array under the lawn soil will naturally not be able to detect you. However, the lawn is quite large, and no matter which angle you fly from to the villa in the center of the lawn, you will have to fly at least 100 meters. During the flight, your body cannot have any contact with the grass on the lawn, otherwise it will trigger the underground sensing array.

Flying 100 meters at a time is something only a formal wizard can do. Even a high-level wizard apprentice can only fly a dozen meters at most with the Lightness Technique. So it is obvious that Connor cannot choose this method!

If Connor chose to charge in head-on, he couldn't be sure how powerful the mutated magical grass on the lawn was. With his strength, he might break through quickly, cutting through everything in his path, and soon enter the villa. However, he might also get trapped inside. Connor couldn't be sure of any of this. But the one thing he was certain of was that if he chose to fight head-on, Gulsi, who had been lured away, would know about his intrusion immediately.

With a quick glance, Connor made his decision. He carefully took out a small box from his spatial ring.

As an apothecary, Varga can not only concoct potions beneficial to wizards, but also poisons that kill without leaving a trace. The small box in Connor's hand contains a type of poison that Varga had given him before. This poison is said to be extremely potent, capable of extinguishing the life force within a living being. Previously, because Connor was not skilled in using poisons and was afraid of accidentally harming himself, he had left it idle in his spatial ring. Now, under these circumstances, it is imperative to try this poison and see if it can destroy this mutated magical herb.

If this poison can't solve the problem of the grass on the lawn, then Connor might have no choice but to try to fight this mutated magical grass head-on!

Gently opening the box, Connor took out a test tube containing deep purple poison powder, took a deep breath, held it, and slowly enveloped the poison with his magic before sprinkling it onto the lawn.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!..."

Under Connor's expectant gaze, the deep purple poison powder had an astonishing effect as soon as it landed on the lawn. The once lush and green grass withered and died in large swaths, and in just a few seconds, the once vibrant lawn became a deathly still landscape.

After taking a deep look at the shocking scene he had created, Connor took out another white capsule, the antidote Varga had specially prepared for this poison, from the small box and swallowed it. Without any further hesitation, Connor rushed into the desolate, lifeless lawn.

Without any hindrance, Connor arrived directly at the villa standing in the middle of the lawn. As soon as he opened the door and entered the villa, he smelled a strong scent of potion.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Before Connor could even scan the interior of the villa with his mental energy, he felt two thick vines lashing out at him!

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Connor slashed his palm fiercely in the direction from which the vines were attacking. Instantly, a jet-black slash of light burst forth from Connor's palm, cutting down the two attacking vines to the ground.

This dark and chilling light slash was a spell that Connor had recently comprehended from the advanced meditation technique "Abyss Secrets" after breaking through to become a high-level wizard apprentice. The light blades unleashed by this Shadow Demon Slash were extremely sharp, and because it used dark energy, wounds that were struck by it were extremely difficult to heal and recover, making it most suitable for cutting through things like vines.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The vines that Connor cut down immediately spilled a highly corrosive dark green sap, making the villa's floor tiles pitted and uneven.

"Connor Ferguson, it's you?"

Under Connor's mental focus, a long-haired young man about ten meters away from him in the villa cried out in terror:

(End of this chapter)