Wizard Earl

Chapter 486 A Series of Twists and Turns

"clatter"

Within the magic circle, Connor snapped his fingers lightly. With that "click," Emerson, who had been hiding in the black mist of the magic circle and trying to observe the situation, suddenly felt the pressure on him increase dozens of times. In an instant, the magic circle, which had already merged with him through his methods, began to repel him.

Connor, who wanted to use the magic circle as a cover to contact Margaret, naturally hoped that Emerson would "behave" so easily. However, Emerson was clearly not going to let Connor have his way so easily. His current infiltration was just to wait for an opportunity. He would make his move sooner or later. So rather than letting him make the first move, it was better for Connor to take the initiative, subdue him, and then secretly contact Margaret.

Sensing the changes around him, Emerson raised his gray eyebrows, showing no sign of panic, as if he had anticipated this situation. He gave a very calm smile to the black mist surrounding him.

On the other side of the magic circle, Connor, who was observing Emerson with his mental power, also had a playful smile on his face. He knew that Emerson was smiling at him and showing him a show of defiance!

"You've got guts!" Connor smiled and shook his head, praising in a low voice. Then, the next second, he flicked his fingers and struck the magic circle with several spells. The entire magic circle instantly emitted a strong energy fluctuation, and an invisible cage gathered and formed around Emerson!

Emerson, feeling immense pressure in the center of the cage, casually pulled a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, then took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a large, round gray smoke ring into the black haze.

As the gray smoke ring was exhaled, Connor seemed to sense something, and his expression changed. However, at that moment, the gray smoke ring exhaled by Emerson, which seemed no different from an ordinary smoke ring, suddenly exploded like a bomb. The shockwave from the explosion directly shattered the invisible cage that Connor had placed on Emerson, and Emerson himself rushed to the magic circle barrier, trying to break through the magic circle and escape.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Connor's thoughts shifted, and the energy at the magic array barrier was immediately enhanced. The fence was firmly erected, tightly trapping the prey within the hunting circle. Connor wanted to see how this Emerson would escape his grasp.

After securing the fence, Connor didn't stop there. He took out a few metal beads, each about the size of a bean, from his pocket. He glanced at them with some reluctance, and then scattered them into the black mist. The beads immediately hummed and disappeared into the mist.

After doing all this, Connor's mental energy sensed a very dangerous dark purple flying needle coming from behind him!

Not daring to be careless in the slightest, Connor, with a serious expression, flicked his black magic robe. The robe immediately formed a protective barrier behind Connor. However, the dark purple flying needle that attacked from behind Connor was far too sharp. The protective barrier of the black magic robe only blocked it for a second before it was pierced through like a balloon. Just as the flying needle broke through the protective barrier and was about to shoot towards its intended target, the back of Connor's head, it was firmly blocked by an even stronger protective barrier.

Connor, wielding the Castilian Staff, watched the flying needle embedded in the Castilian protective barrier, struggling to penetrate it. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and just then, seemingly realizing that the sneak attack had failed and was doomed, the flying needle, under Emerson's control, immediately tried to retreat along its original path.

"Mr. Emerson, you have not disappointed me. However, this flying needle of yours is too dangerous. I will keep it for you for now. I will return it to you when I release you later!" After saying this, Connor, whose eyes were flashing with cold light, did not wait for Emerson's response. He grabbed the flying needle with his large hand, trying to control the dark purple flying needle.

Now Connor fully understood Emerson's true intentions. Taking advantage of the brief moment when the gray smoke rings he exhaled could distract Connor from monitoring his mental power, he quietly released the dark purple flying needle and rushed to the magic array barrier, making Connor think that he wanted to break through the array.

But his real purpose was to attract Connor's attention and trick him into strengthening the energy at the barrier of the magic array. The energy of the magic array is finite, not infinite. If Connor strengthens the energy at the barrier, the energy in the magic array will decrease accordingly. This is what Emerson wanted. In this way, the dark purple flying needle he secretly released could not only attack Connor without his notice, but also greatly reduce the resistance Connor would encounter when trying to ambush him within the magic array. From the beginning, Emerson's goal was not to break through the magic array, but to ambush Connor!

Emerson's plan was very well-thought-out and highly feasible, but unfortunately, Connor, being an alchemist, was extremely wealthy and could produce two protective items against demonic transformation. So even the cunning Emerson could only lament his bad luck.

However, one question that puzzled Connor was how Emerson determined his location within the magic circle. Without this premise, Emerson's plan would not have been possible.

Although he was puzzled by the question, it did not affect Connor's actions regarding the dark purple flying needle that had ambushed him. As Connor moved, the dark purple flying needle immediately began to struggle. Not only did it not return to his hand as Emerson wanted, but under the powerful interference and control of Connor's mental energy, it gradually moved closer to Connor's hand.

Like this dark purple flying needle, any magically transformed object that flies through the air is controlled by mental power more than 90% of the time without special methods. However, since this dark purple flying needle was used for a sneak attack, in order to avoid being detected by the mental power of the person being attacked, Emerson did not apply much mental power to the dark purple flying needle. This resulted in his control over the flying needle being relatively weak. It was precisely because he discovered this situation that Connor was able to confidently make such a boastful statement as temporarily keeping this "dark purple flying needle" for Emerson.

(End of this chapter)