Wizard Earl

Chapter 538 The Horn of Counterattack!

The Eye of Arbitration requires the oath-taker to use their real name, and Connor values ​​the secrecy of his and Varga's identities extremely highly. Although Connor is willing to make some concessions in order to obtain the Salerin potion that helps him break through to become a formal wizard, he absolutely cannot accept that the Karalovs know his and Varga's true identities without any constraints!

After thinking about Connor's conditions, Kararov felt they weren't unacceptable. He then looked at the blonde woman beside him with a questioning gaze, seeking his wife's opinion. The blonde woman hesitated for a moment, but under her husband's gaze, she nodded to indicate that she had no problem with it.

Seeing the blonde woman nod, Connor was overjoyed. He knew the matter was almost settled. However, Connor's joy was perhaps premature. Kararov pondered for a moment, then looked at Connor and said in a low voice, "I can agree to your conditions, but I want to fight you. You are not allowed to shoot my wife with that revolver!"

No sooner had Kararov finished speaking than Varga, still frowning, let out a cold snort in protectiveness of her husband, and said coldly, "Since that's the case, there's nothing to talk about. Your wings can teleport, allowing you to escape my husband's attacks at any time. Do you think that's fair?"

Connor, who had been pondering how to deal with Kararov, suddenly had a complex expression on his face when he heard Varga call him "husband"...

Varga's outright rejection of his proposal didn't anger Kararov much. He glanced at Varga and then said calmly, "Miss Antonella, you may underestimate your husband's abilities and overestimate my wings!"

"If you don't use those wings, I'll hand the pistol to her!" After a moment's thought, Connor said in a deep voice: Although he was somewhat eager to test the power of spatial teleportation, it was his first time encountering such a demonized item and he had no experience. Moreover, he was facing a dangerous person like Kararov, so Connor decided it was better to be cautious.

"Okay!" Kararov finally nodded, accepting Connor's terms.

Connor retrieved the revolver from his spatial ring and, with a smile, handed it to the somewhat nervous Varga. Varga, taking the revolver from Connor, nodded emphatically to him, then, in front of Kararov, deliberately raised her voice, "Don't worry, honey, as soon as he shows any sign of using his light wings, I'll shoot that old lady!"

Hearing Varga's warning, Mr. Kararov was no longer angry or indignant. Instead, he kept his eyes fixed on Connor, the instigator of it all.

With a smile, Connor scratched Varga's pert nose and turned to face Kararov. To be honest, he really wanted to have a good one-on-one fight with this middle-aged man!

After exchanging a glance with Karalov, Connor, being a mental wizard, launched the first attack without hesitation, unleashing a mental shock. Karalov was clearly prepared for Connor's mental attack; the purple token he had used at Reno's Pharmacy had appeared in his palm, helping him withstand Connor's mental attack. At the same time, a crimson gauntlet reappeared on his right hand. However, compared to the golden gauntlet, a top-tier second-level enchanted item, on his left hand, this crimson gauntlet was far inferior, only exhibiting the energy fluctuations of a top-tier first-level enchanted item.

Although he didn't know what Kararov was up to, Connor still proceeded with his next move according to his own plan. He activated his black magic robes to the fullest extent, circling around Kararov and trying not to give Kararov any chance to lock onto him and deliver a heavy blow. He also released mental attacks from time to time to interfere with Kararov.

With both hands gauntlets on, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Connor, Kararov watched as Connor hopped around him like a flea. His thick, dark eyebrows slowly furrowed. If there were no restrictions, he could easily activate his light wings to counter Connor's tactics with speed and spatial teleportation to completely overwhelm him. However, with Varga holding a revolver, ready to shoot his wife at any moment, Kararov dared not act rashly.

Kararov had considered teleporting directly to Varga, who was holding a revolver, to kill her and seize the gun. However, Connor's actions showed him that Connor had considered the same thing Kararov had thought of. If Kararov broke the rules of the game, Connor would pounce on the blonde woman and kill her in the same way. Obviously, although teleportation was powerful, Kararov couldn't kill Varga while simultaneously preventing Connor from killing the blonde woman.

While Kararov was pondering how to deal with Connor, he was hit by several more mental attacks from Connor. Although protected by the purple token, a second-tier enchanted mental item that combined offense and defense, Kararov still suffered quite a bit. Knowing that he couldn't let Connor continue to wear him down, the fat old man Kararov finally made a decision. With a loud roar, his gauntlet-clad hands launched a series of attacks, and several golden and crimson fist shadows slammed towards Connor's direction.

Seeing Kararov resorting to the most primitive method—attempting to overwhelm him with sheer numbers—Connor's eyes relaxed slightly. He continued to fully activate his black magic robes to dodge the punches while simultaneously using the Castilian Barrier to defend himself. However, the black magic robes simply couldn't evade several punches. Connor knew very well that the stronger Kararov's attacks, the more energy it consumed. With such a wide-ranging barrage, Kararov couldn't sustain it for long. And once Kararov stopped attacking, it would undoubtedly be Connor Ferguson's chance to counterattack!

Connor was right. Seeing that he had thrown more than ten punches at Connor but few of them actually hit him, Kararov, his face dark with anger, quickly stopped this inefficient method. On the other hand, seeing that the opportunity had come, Connor did not hesitate at all. He locked onto Kararov under the mental power amplification of the silver pendant and then released a mental shock with all his might as a horn for counterattack!

(End of this chapter)