Wizard Earl

Chapter 387 Margaret's Purpose

Alchemical bombs are no ordinary alchemical items. They are extremely dangerous; the slightest mistake during their creation can cause them to explode. Therefore, even alchemists rarely craft them. If the creation process is so perilous, alchemical bombs are even more terrifying in actual use. A single alchemical bomb the size of a teardrop can blow a house to smithereens!

Given Margaret's status, she could obtain treasures like Candice Energy Potions, and she could certainly acquire ordinary alchemical bombs if she wanted to. However, the fact that she asked me about my alchemical bomb crafting skills meant that what she wanted was definitely not as simple as just an ordinary alchemical bomb!

Faced with Connor's question, Margaret fell silent for a long time before slowly speaking under Connor's gaze: "I want to blow up a building. I've tried ordinary alchemical bombs, but they're useless."

"What building do you want to destroy?" Connor pressed, staring into Margaret's eyes. He needed to figure out what Margaret's goal was. If Margaret wanted the ordinary alchemical bombs he had provided to the secret society before, then for the sake of the Candice energy potion, Connor wouldn't hesitate to agree. After all, when making those ordinary alchemical bombs, he wouldn't reveal too many of his personal alchemical techniques on the bombs.

However, if Margaret wants his specialty, the crystal alchemy bomb, Connor must carefully assess the risks before deciding whether to make it for her. After all, when alchemists create alchemical items, they will leave behind more or less the characteristics of their personal alchemy techniques during the process. The more unique something is, the more it will be exposed!

Given the immense destructive power of the alchemical bomb, if Margaret were to do something serious and the other party couldn't find her, they might follow the trail of his presence on the bomb to find him and implicate him, which would be extremely bad, especially now that he, the "Bomber," was already known as a member of the Storm Church.

"I can't tell you too much about this site right now, but Connor, you have to believe me, I would never do anything unwise with a bomb!" Margaret said to Connor very seriously.

Connor glanced at the Candice potion on the table, then at Margaret sitting opposite him, who looked very expectant. After a moment's thought, he said in a deep voice, "Tell me what kind of alchemical bomb you want to craft?"

Upon hearing that Connor seemed to have agreed to her request, a smile immediately appeared on Margaret's charming face. She knew very well how much compromise Connor had made. Carefully, she handed over a tattered blueprint that smelled of decay from her spatial ring and solemnly placed it in Connor's hands.

Connor took the blueprints, unfolded them, and examined them carefully for a while. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned to Margaret, saying, "Is this an underground palace?"

"That's right! I want an alchemical bomb strong enough to destroy this tombstone!" Margaret said, pointing to a spot in the upper right corner of the blueprint.

"A tombstone?" Following Margaret's finger, Connor looked at the small black dot on the drawing and narrowed his eyes. If Margaret hadn't told him that this was a tombstone, he would have thought it was a wall just by looking at the drawing!

Connor was cautious about Margaret's request for him to make her an alchemical bomb. Instead of telling Margaret what kind he could make, he asked her to tell him what she needed. In this way, when Margaret told him her requirements, her purpose was more or less revealed to him!

Judging from the blueprints of the underground palace before him, Margaret seemed to be telling him the truth. The entire underground palace was set up with a very ancient array. Although Connor didn't know the specific function of this array, judging from the style shown in the blueprints, it was at least a Byzantine-era array. And the tombstone that Margaret pointed out, judging from the blueprints, should be the control center of the entire array. Once the control center was breached, the power of the entire array would be greatly weakened!

After pondering for a moment, Connor put down the blueprints, shook his head at Margaret, and said, "You want me to forge an alchemical bomb? I can forge one for you. It's powerful enough to blast through ordinary Tier 1 defensive enchanted items. However, I haven't actually surveyed that tombstone, so I don't know what material it's made of or if it's been enchanted. Therefore, I can't guarantee whether it can destroy the tombstone!"

Hearing Connor's answer, Margaret's face showed visibly disappointment. She took the blueprints back from Connor's hand and carefully placed them back into her spatial ring. After thinking for a moment, she said to Connor, "Then, do as you said and help me forge that alchemical bomb. I'll go try it and see if it works!"

"Okay!" Nodding, Connor found a piece of paper and wrote a materials list on it with a pen, handing it to Margaret: "These are the materials needed to forge the alchemical bomb. With the materials, I can forge the alchemical bomb within a week!"

After glancing at the materials list, Margaret nodded to Connor and said, "I'll get the materials you need to you as soon as possible!"

Having resolved the matter, Margaret had no intention of lingering. She stood up as if to leave, but when she reached the door, she seemed to remember something, stopped, turned around, and said to Connor with a hint of mischief, "Last time, all my attention was on your injuries. I didn't expect you, Connor, to have made such rapid progress in your cultivation!"

"This...hehe."

Seeing that Margaret had finally realized that he had broken through to become an advanced wizard apprentice, Connor also showed a proud smile.

After teasing Connor, Margaret didn't hesitate at all. She flashed over the wall of Connor's apartment and disappeared into the vast night.

Seeing that Margaret had left, Connor also suppressed his smile, walked to the window, looked at the dark street outside, and sighed softly.

He ultimately did not verify the information Dr. Gulsi had given Margaret at this moment!

(End of this chapter)