Wizard Earl

End of Chapter 586 (2)

Taking two deep breaths to calm his resentment, Perrin began to use his mental power to open Wanda's spatial ring. He did this not to covet the wealth Wanda had accumulated. In fact, for a genius wizard like Perrin, who enjoyed the adoration of the entire Celta Cult, there was nothing in Wanda's spatial ring that was worth his covetousness.

Perrin did this entirely because he wanted to find the small bronze mirror that he and Wanda had stolen from Alex Sandro. After what had happened, Perrin had a feeling that he might be able to find some new clues from that small bronze mirror. Ever since he had failed to find the mirror last time and handed it over to Wanda in despair, it had remained with Wanda.

Since Wanda was already dead, the spiritual imprint she left on the spatial ring naturally became weaker. Perrin didn't have much trouble opening Wanda's spatial ring and taking out the small bronze mirror.

Holding the small bronze mirror in his hand, Perrin did not begin a detailed examination as usual. He had done this several times before, so he knew very well that even if he started examining it again, he would not find anything new and would return empty-handed, just like before!

Feeling the cold touch of the small bronze mirror, Perrin closed his eyes and began to recall everything from the beginning: he and Wanda were setting up sensors in the trash cans on Rand Street to monitor Ferguson's apartment; Alex Sandro searched Ferguson's apartment and took the small bronze mirror; then, thinking that Alex Sandro had taken the treasure, he and Wanda snatched the small bronze mirror from Sandro's hands.

Just as he and Wanda were trying to find some valuable clues from the small bronze mirror, the organization sent them a letter informing them that Alex Sandro was dead. What they were looking for on Connor was a fire-attribute gem called "Heart of Seta." When they realized that Connor Ferguson was suspicious and wanted to investigate Ferguson's apartment in person, they were drawn to the psychic wizard in a black robe and iron mask on Rand Street and ended up at Jose's factory.

After calming down and pondering for a while, Perrin seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light appearing in them. He realized that if Alex Sandro was also killed by the two mysterious men at Jose's factory today, then he, Wanda, and Alex Sandro all had one thing in common—they had all possessed this small bronze mirror from Ferguson's apartment!

Thinking of this, Perrin immediately looked at the crudely made, simple bronze mirror in his hand, his eyes filled with anger. Although he still didn't know what the function of this bronze mirror was, it was clear that this was not some kind of coincidence or accident. There was definitely something wrong with this bronze mirror!

"You bastard! So you were set up by someone else!" Perrin roared angrily, slamming the small bronze mirror to the ground, feeling insulted and tricked.

"Fear! Fear! Fear! Fear!..."

Just as Palin's roar echoed through the cave, before it had completely subsided, a round of applause suddenly came from outside, accompanied by a clear male voice.

"Mr. Perrin, I'm quite surprised you were able to discover the secret of my little bronze mirror, haha!"

Upon hearing the voice, Perrin was startled at first, then seemed to realize something, and his eyes immediately became somewhat panicked. The thing he feared most had finally happened: those two mysterious people had found him!

"Mr. Perrin, will you go out yourself, or let me go in and ask you to come out?" Outside the cave, Connor, dressed in a black magic robe, said with a faint smile. Confident of victory, he did not put on the black iron mask as before, but showed his true face!

Now Connor wants to make Perrin understand clearly who killed him, so that he won't become a ghost and not know who to seek revenge on. Of course, the premise for Perrin to seek revenge is that he is lucky enough to become a ghost. Connor will use his soul-capturing technique on him, and under the power of the soul-capturing technique, Perrin's soul will be severely damaged and he will lose all his intelligence, making it impossible for him to become a ghost!

In order to avoid any accidents and successfully capture Palin alive, Margaret and Connor came here together. However, due to her special status, just in case, Margaret did not remove her black iron mask. She stood at a distance and hid, helping Connor cover for them.

Hearing Connor's threat, Perrin took a deep breath, suppressing all the panic in his heart. Hatred and resentment resurfaced in his eyes. He took out his crimson staff from his spatial ring and walked step by step out of the cave. Before entering the cave, Perrin had already observed it. The cave was very shallow and had only one exit. Staying in the cave was pointless; he would only be trapped like a turtle in a jar and die even faster!

With a death wish, Palin walked out of the cave. However, when he saw Connor's smiling face outside the cave, Palin, who had seen Connor's portrait before, was immediately filled with surprise.

"So you're Connor Ferguson!" Perrin said through gritted teeth, glaring at Connor with venomous hatred. If looks could kill, Connor would have been torn to pieces by Perrin by now!

"That's right! I am Connor Ferguson, the Connor Ferguson you've been looking for!" Under Perrin's hateful gaze, Connor showed no discomfort. He calmly nodded with a smile, saying meaningfully;

After speaking, Connor glanced at the surrounding forest and grass, and said with a hint of amusement, "Mr. Perrin, to be honest, I've imagined many scenarios where I'd show myself to you, but this is something I truly didn't expect. However, the scenery here is quite beautiful, Mr. Perrin. You certainly know how to choose a place, much better than that good-for-nothing Alex Sandro, who only knows how to pick warehouses!"

Hearing Connor's teasing, Palin immediately understood that his guess was correct!

Alex Sandro, a high-ranking wizard apprentice who also belonged to the Celtic Church, died at the hands of this man before him. Perrin, filled with hatred, roared, "Connor Ferguson, you despicable scoundrel, I'll kill you!"

As he spoke, Perrin waved his crimson staff, summoning five or six fireballs, each the size of a basketball, to blast at Connor.

(End of this chapter)