Wizard Earl

Chapter 437 It's hard not to think...

If being eroded for a dozen seconds is already this bad, what if Connor's reaction had been slower, and the erosion had lasted for more than ten minutes instead of a dozen seconds? What would the situation be like now? Thinking of the terrible consequences of his mental power being completely eroded, Connor felt a chill run down his spine and into his head, making him shiver involuntarily.

What terrified Connor the most was that he hadn't felt anything amiss at all during all of this. If it weren't for the alarm from the auxiliary chip, he probably wouldn't even know how he died!

Connor's gaze swept over the "book," and a deep sense of apprehension surfaced in his eyes. He realized he had underestimated the book's power. Besides concealing the stone, it seemed to have other functions. The stone, as a radiation source, radiated such powerfully into the mind, yet hidden within the book, it emitted no radiation whatsoever. What made Connor even more suspicious was that, according to the common sense of alchemy, a radiation source as terrifyingly corrosive to the mind as the stone in the book could not possibly erode a wizard's mind silently. The intense pain caused by the erosion of the mind would descend upon the wizard the moment it was eroded.

Now, the hidden stone in the book can defy the common sense of alchemy and do this, which makes Connor wonder how it was done.

Connor took out a metal rod that was flashing a bright red light from his spatial ring, and began to examine it carefully in the book that contained the unknown radiation source.

Connor believes that the reason the stone was able to work without him noticing during his "Magnetic Spirit" technique is very likely related to this book. He needs to find evidence in this "book" to confirm his guess!

Under Connor's control, the metal rod slowly glided across every part of the "book," and the bright red light that the metal rod originally shone gradually changed into a faint yellow light during this process.

Upon seeing the yellow light appear, Connor narrowed his eyes, took out a small bottle from his spatial ring, poured out the white powder from the bottle, and evenly covered the "book". A few seconds later, the original white powder also turned yellow.

Looking at the yellow powder on the "book," Connor fell into deep thought. After a long while, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but it quickly subsided.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew the powder on the "book" away, and it vanished without a trace. Connor then treated the "book" again, removing the traces of his own testing. After taking a deep look at it, he put it into his spatial ring.

The appearance of this "book" further solidified Connor's confidence in striking first. Although his tests didn't fully analyze the book's crafting method, Connor detected several precious alchemical materials within it that could confuse mental energy and block radiation. Theoretically, the combination of these materials could potentially seal the radiation emitted by the radiation source within the book. Furthermore! This radiation sealed within the book would become magnetized once enveloped by a special field related to magnetic energy. The magnetized radiation could erode a wizard's mental energy without their awareness. By the time the wizard realized their mental energy was being eroded, all they could do was obediently await death!

Having discovered this, Connor found it hard not to believe that the so-called act of retrieving the "book" was actually a trap set by old Victor. Old Victor had anticipated that Connor would inevitably be tempted to examine what Connor had taken, and the most suitable method for examining this "book" was undoubtedly the "magnet" that Reyes had given him.

"Old Victor, since I'm still alive, shouldn't you be dead?" In the empty basement, Connor's lips curled into a cruel smile as he muttered to himself.

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"Ding! Ding!"

Is Mr. Connor home?

A week later, early one morning, a stunning woman in a long blue dress appeared in front of the private apartment on Land Street in the eastern part of Ruen and rang the doorbell.

Ten seconds later, Connor opened the door with the "book," glanced at Martina standing in the doorway, and without saying a word, smashed the "book" in his hand against Martina. Then, ignoring the bewildered Martina, he closed the door without the slightest hesitation.

She caught the "book" Connor threw to her, glanced at it, and then, under the astonished gazes of passersby on the street, reluctantly put the book into her handbag and turned to leave Rand Street. However, she didn't really leave. Half an hour later, Connor, who was sitting in his quiet room on the second floor of his apartment, frowned slightly and went down to the first floor.

"Connor Ferguson, do you know what you're doing? Are you out of your mind?"

A minute after Connor went down to the first floor, Martina, who had climbed over the back wall of Connor's apartment building, entered the building and stood in front of Connor. Her beautiful eyes glared fiercely at him, and she questioned him through gritted teeth in a low voice:

"I really didn't expect you to have the nerve to come see me!" Connor said coldly, looking at Martina standing opposite him, making no attempt to hide his murderous intent.

Sensing the killing intent emanating from Connor, a fleeting, almost imperceptible glint flashed in Martina's eyes, but she quickly concealed it, feigning surprise as she asked, "What happened?"

"What happened?" Connor laughed in anger, and in the next instant he suddenly went berserk. Without Martina's knowledge, he rushed into Martina's arms and grabbed her slender, fair neck with his large hand.

"Now do you know what happened?" Connor's gaze was icy, and he looked down at Martina, whose neck he was holding, with a sinister look. He gradually increased the pressure on his hand, and an unnatural flush immediately rose to Martina's fair face.

"Connor...you...calm down, don't...act impulsively!" Martina, struggling to breathe, managed to speak. She truly hadn't expected Connor to disregard her status and launch such a sudden attack. Under normal circumstances, even if she was no match for Connor, she wouldn't have been subdued by him in one move, thanks to the combined magical artifacts bestowed upon her by the secret society.

(End of this chapter)