Wizard Earl

Chapter 80 The Rendezvous (Please vote and add to your favorites!!!!)

"Our secret society has observed that the Church of Storms has secretly transferred elite arbitrators from churches elsewhere to Rune. At the same time, the Punisher Jovich, stationed on the New World, will also be secretly arriving in Rune. If all goes well, these people are expected to be fully assembled in Rune within a month!" Reyes's lips curled into a strange smile as he slowly transmitted the message back.

After receiving Reyes's telepathic message, the mysterious man did not reply for a long time, seemingly digesting this earth-shattering news in silence!

"Professor, are you sure this news is true?" After a long while, the mysterious man continued to transmit his voice, but this time his tone was extremely bitter.

"Two Divine Punishers plus that little girl Elena, that's just two level-two wizards and one level-one wizard. Why are you so flustered?" Reyes's voice transmission carried a clear hint of mockery.

"Don't worry, we'll create some commotion in the New World to keep Jovic from leaving! And let me reiterate, this entire plan will be handled by our secret society personnel. You won't have to lift a finger; you'll just need to clean up the mess afterwards!" After the teasing, Reyes solemnly transmitted his voice.

"Once I become a bishop, I will officially join the secret society!" After hearing Reyes's telepathic message, the mysterious man remained silent for a long while before promising in the message:

"Very good! I've prepared an assistant for you. If you need him, remember to let me know. This time, all you need to do is protect yourself and carry out our plan!" Reyes stood up from his seat, turned around, and walked towards the opera house entrance. His old briefcase, which he had placed beside him, disappeared in a gust of wind.

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"How long will it take for the chip to completely analyze all those books?" Lying on his soft bed in his apartment at 16 Land Street in the East District of Rune, Connor silently wondered.

It took him a full three hours to input and store all the books in the secret room that Reyes had opened for him into the auxiliary chip. However, it was a bit of a shame that inputting and storing them was only the first step. In order to truly learn this knowledge, the auxiliary chip still needed to do some analysis.

"Beep! Due to the large amount of data entered this time, and the advanced nature of the information, the chip is expected to complete the analysis of all the entered data in 37 days and 8 hours!"

"More than a month?" Hearing the cold female voice in his mind give his answer, Connor couldn't help but frown slightly. Thirty-seven days and eight hours was really beyond his expectations.

"Could we speed things up a bit?" Connor countered.

"Yes, but the data analysis won't be complete!" the chip quickly replied.

After a moment's consideration, Connor made his decision: "I want the full analysis!"

A little over a month isn't a long time, but it's not short either. He's not in a hurry to use this data anyway, so he just wants the complete analysis!

After dealing with the matter, Connor took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and emptied its contents onto the bed.

Looking at the dozen or so small black crystals on the bed, gleaming brilliantly under the crystal chandelier, Connor's lips curled into a smile.

These things, known as magic stones, are recorded in many occult books. They are said to have been the currency of the wizarding world during the Byzantine period, and these glittering crystals store pure energy that can be absorbed and refined by wizards.

Picking up a magic stone, Connor carefully began to absorb its energy using his magic power, following the instructions in the ancient texts.

A minute later, the magic stone that Connor held in his hand, which had been shining brightly, had lost all its luster and become an ordinary stone. Connor ended his cultivation, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the magic stone in his hand that had lost its energy, shook his head, and a look of regret appeared on his face.

"Chip, calculate how many days of cultivation I would need to cultivate to get the energy from this magic stone I absorbed?" Connor tossed the ordinary stone in his hand into the trash can and silently recited in his mind:

"Beep! According to the chip's calculations, one magic stone can absorb energy roughly equivalent to what the main body gains in a week of cultivation! It is recommended that the main body use no more than one magic stone per day for cultivation. Absorbing the energy of multiple magic stones in a day can easily lead to qi deviation and increase the risk of losing control."

Connor nodded. The chip's calculations were close to his estimate. Absorbing the energy of one magic stone was equivalent to a week of his arduous training. He now had more than a dozen magic stones, which meant he could add almost half a year's worth of arduous training in half a month. This was undoubtedly good news for him.

"The chip estimated that with about three years of continuous hard training, I could reach the limit of a junior apprentice and touch the barrier to becoming an intermediate apprentice. Now it seems that if I have enough magic stones, I might be able to speed up this process!" Connor looked at the remaining magic stones on the bed and fell into deep thought.

Forced to join the Secret Society, a dark wizarding organization, Connor felt for the first time the urgency and necessity of improving his strength. Originally, he thought he could enjoy the good life of a nobleman while exploring the mysteries of the wizarding world, but now it seems that he was just being wishful.

Connor has a fairly clear understanding of his current strength. In terms of attack, he doesn't know how the Shadow Chains spell from the Abyss Secret Arts he has cultivated will fare against advanced apprentices, but it is quite effective against intermediate apprentices. In addition, with the addition of mental shock, shadow daggers, and other methods, Connor feels that although he is still a beginner apprentice in terms of cultivation, he is not afraid of ordinary intermediate apprentices!

In terms of defense, with the Violet Ring, Connor felt that as long as he had enough mana, and the enemy was a mid-level apprentice who didn't have any powerful spells or enchanted items, it should be difficult for them to break through his level two defensive enchanted item, the Violet Ring.

Although he was somewhat pleased with his abilities as a newcomer to the wizarding world, Connor tried his best to remain calm. In the secret society's safe house that day, although Bispin didn't say anything, Connor was still able to make a judgment: Bispin should be a formal wizard, and his two subordinates who had been meditating and recovering from their injuries should also be advanced apprentices. In addition, with Reyes and old Victor, the five secret society members he had come into contact with were all at least advanced apprentices, which increased the pressure on Connor.

After pondering for a while, Connor shook his head, putting aside his desire to quickly improve his cultivation. According to objective laws, the faster one's cultivation improves, the less stable one's foundation becomes, and the greater the possibility of going astray and losing control. If one wants to go further and more steadily on the path of pursuing truth, one must take one step at a time and proceed steadily.

(End of this chapter)