Wizard Earl

End of Chapter 585 (1)

"As for the explosion sound, I will set up a soundproof barrier when detonating this factory. The sound won't be too loud. This place is remote and few people come here. By the time everyone discovers the explosion, at least a month will have passed. Time will then help us eliminate and resolve all our troubles!" Connor said calmly, his voice as usual.

Connor's explanation seemed to prompt Margaret to want to refute something, but she opened her mouth as if she couldn't think of a good excuse. She opened her mouth again, but in the end, she could only close her cherry lips in a huff and say nothing more.

Half an hour later, within a vast protective barrier, the dilapidated Jose factory collapsed completely with a deafening explosion, turning into a pile of rubble. Connor nodded in satisfaction, turned, and removed the soundproofing barrier, saying to Margaret, "Let's go!"

"Where are we going?" Margaret, who had just been lectured by Connor, asked him stiffly.

Sensing Margaret's unfriendly tone, Connor scratched his head in annoyance. He was genuinely puzzled as to why Margaret was becoming increasingly emotional when she was with him. Looking at the sky, which was already turning light at the beginning of dawn, Connor said calmly, "I've been busy all night. I'll rest for a while and then go find Palin and end all this!"

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In a cave on the outskirts of the South District of Luen, Perrin, covered in blood and utterly exhausted, leaned motionless against a large rock. His breath was faint, his handsome face ashen white, yet he possessed a strange, sickly beauty. After escaping from Jose's factory, Perrin hadn't dared to linger for a moment, not wanting to waste the life Wanda had given him, fearing the masked couple would catch up. Only a few minutes ago, when the pain from his injuries became unbearable and he could no longer run, and upon discovering this hidden cave, did he finally stop to rest.

After catching his breath for about ten seconds, Perrin took out a bottle of crimson potion from his spatial ring. He glanced at the potion with some reluctance before uncorking it and drinking it all down. The potion worked quickly for him; in just a few breaths, his face, which had been as pale as paper, was now rosy and his breathing returned to normal. A look of surprise appeared in Perrin's eyes, and he immediately sat down on the ground and began to practice his meditation technique.

As Perrin began practicing his breathing technique, the red glow on his face diminished, and his breathing became increasingly steady. His overall condition appeared significantly improved; he seemed much more energetic. Three hours later, having fully absorbed the effects of the potion, Perrin stood up again. Looking at the obvious improvement in his body, a forced smile of satisfaction appeared on his pale face. He murmured to himself, "The potion my mentor concocted is indeed incomparable to ordinary potions. I should be about 70% of my peak condition now..."

After the initial joy of recovering from his injuries subsided, Perrin pondered for a moment, then took out a pale red spatial ring. This spatial ring was none other than the one Wanda had given him during their life-or-death moment at the Jose factory. This spatial ring contained all the wealth accumulated by Wanda throughout her wizarding career, and it was practically inseparable from her. Just now, when she was about to die at the Jose factory, in order to prevent her wealth from falling into the hands of her killer, Wanda entrusted it all to Perrin, who was also a member of the Celta Cult.

Looking at the spatial ring stained with Wanda's blood and carrying a trace of her lingering scent, Perrin's expression was extremely complicated. Although he and Wanda had cooperated twice during missions at Celta, their relationship was merely casual. Even if they joined forces this time, it was only because of the temptation of the Heart of Celta. The two of them were only temporarily colluding because of the lure of profit.

Perrin never imagined that Wanda would be willing to sacrifice herself to save him. Although he knew very well that Wanda did this largely because she knew she was going to die, so she let him go to avenge her, Perrin was still deeply moved by Wanda.

Clutching the spatial ring Wanda had left him, Perrin inhaled the unique scent of Wanda's body odor mixed with her blood. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. Since he began cultivating and became a wizard, although he had experienced some dangerous moments, he had always escaped unscathed under the protection of the Celta Cult. This time, at the Jose factory, was the first time he had suffered such serious injuries, and the first time Perrin had felt death so close to him. If it weren't for Wanda's self-sacrifice, he, Perrin, might very well have died with Wanda at the Jose factory.

"Wanda, don't worry, I won't let your sacrifice be in vain. When I return to Galotenia, I'll find my brother Correa and dig three feet into the ground to find that despicable couple. I'll use their blood and souls to appease your spirit in heaven!" Perrin's eyes flashed with undisguised murderous intent as he spoke in a low, venomous voice.

For Perrin, even without the Wanda incident, he would never have let go of those two mysterious people at the Jose factory. Unlike Wanda, Alex Sandro, and the earliest Lindelof, who needed the Heart of Seta to break through to become a formal wizard, Perrin came to Loen to find the Heart of Seta not to break through to become a formal wizard!

Perin is a genius wizard of the Celta Cult. Once he meets the requirements to break through and become a full-fledged wizard, his organization, the Celta Cult, will automatically prepare the resources he needs for that breakthrough without him even asking. Perin came to Rune in search of the Heart of Celta for only one purpose: to prove to everyone that he, Perin, is in no way inferior to his own brother, Corey!

Perrin was ambitious, but reality had just slapped him hard in the face at the Jose factory. For the first time, he felt so desperate and helpless. This genius wizard of the Celta Vigo Church couldn't change anything. Without Wanda's self-sacrifice, he might not even have been able to leave the Jose factory or walk out alive. Perrin would never accept this humiliation! He had to get his revenge! He wouldn't rest until he had those two scoundrels torn to pieces!

(End of this chapter)