Wizard Earl

Although the Golden-Headed Giant Eagle possessed formidable intelligence, rivaling even human wizards, the fact that a black net of light burst forth from the giant locust tree and enveloped it was something this level-four magical beast had never anticipated. However, while the black net of light was somewhat resilient, it seemed to pose no threat to it whatsoever.

The golden-headed eagle, recovering from the sudden appearance of the black light net, let out a sharp and angry cry. With a slight exertion, it shattered more than half of the black light net. Just as it was about to completely destroy the black light net that enveloped it, it suddenly discovered that the prey it was chasing was emitting a devastating and dazzling silver light.

Just as it was wondering what this silver light was, the next second its head was hit by a mountain and it was in excruciating pain!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Looking at the golden-headed giant eagle in mid-air, suffering terribly from the mental storm amplified by his silver crown pendant, bleeding from every feather and emitting a pitiful wail, Connor made no attempt to hide the pleasure he felt after taking revenge.

The only regret is that the mental shock just now was unleashed by Connor by concentrating all his energy. After releasing that mental shock, Connor himself was exhausted and could not put any effective damage to the Golden-Headed Eagle for a short period of time. Otherwise, given the Golden-Headed Eagle's current mental trauma, it is not impossible for Connor to become the first level one wizard in history to kill the Golden-Headed Eagle!

Without hesitation, Connor threw several more smoke bombs from his spatial ring, which landed on the ground, and immediately a grayish-white mist enveloped the forest once again.

A few dozen seconds later, the golden-headed giant eagle, having recovered from the trauma of the mental storm, looked at the misty forest and saw no sign of the human wizard who had harmed it. It then vented its anger by crashing into the trees, killing dozens of trees that fell to the ground.

Ten minutes later, the grayish-white mist completely dissipated in the forest. The wounded golden-headed eagle circled repeatedly in the sky above the forest, its bloodshot eyes scanning the mess it had created. Although it longed for revenge and to tear the human wizard who dared to harm it to pieces, it could no longer find any trace of the human wizard in the forest, not even his aura. Waiting any longer would only be a waste of time. So, after circling for another half hour, it let out two venting cries and finally chose to leave, reluctantly flying towards the northwest.

Ten minutes after the golden-headed eagle left, and seeing that it had gone far away, Connor crawled out of a small mound in the forest that was being crushed by broken wood.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Looking at the devastation in the forest, Connor, covered in wounds and having narrowly escaped death, burst into hearty laughter.

Although he didn't get any advantage from that beast, the Golden-Headed Eagle, Connor was confident that he was definitely not at a loss. The dizziness caused by the mental storm would linger in that beast's head for at least ten or eight years before it could be relieved!

Under the cover of the grayish-white smoke from the smoke bombs, time was short. Although Connor wanted to use alchemical mechanisms to ambush the Golden-Headed Eagle, he couldn't set up any powerful and complex alchemical mechanisms in such a short time.

Most importantly, the Golden-Headed Eagle's defenses are extremely strong. Even if Connor had set up some powerful alchemical traps, they might not necessarily be able to harm the Golden-Headed Eagle. So after a quick thought, Connor made a decision: the alchemical traps didn't need to harm the Golden-Headed Eagle; they only needed to temporarily trap it, giving Connor time to unleash his mental storm. After all, no matter how strong the Golden-Headed Eagle's physical defenses were, they couldn't protect his divine sea.

The results showed that Connor was absolutely right. Under the attack of the mental storm, even the level four magical beast that was the overlord of Odin's Ice Plains, the Golden-Headed Giant Eagle, did not escape unscathed!

Having escaped the pursuit of the golden-headed giant eagle, Connor, whose injuries were also quite severe, took out a potion from his spatial ring and began to heal. Several hours later, after controlling his injuries, Connor Ferguson couldn't help but want to know exactly how much he had gained this time, how much cultivation resources were contained in those fifty-odd spatial rings, and whether it was worth the risks he had taken to escape from the golden-headed giant eagle's pursuit.

Having made up his mind, Connor did not hesitate. He began to decipher the spatial rings one by one from the bag containing them. As a first-level wizard, and especially a mental wizard, Connor was very fast at deciphering the mental imprints left on the spatial rings by wizard apprentices. It only took him a few seconds to open the spatial rings and explore their contents.

Connor completed the task of breaking the mental imprints and collecting the cultivation resources from the fifty-odd spatial rings in less than half an hour. While excited, Connor couldn't help but marvel at the stark polarization of cultivation resources in the wizarding world. Advanced wizarding apprentices typically possessed thousands of magic stones in their spatial rings, while novice wizarding apprentices rarely had more than a hundred magic stones...

These fifty-odd unlucky souls who were tricked by the Golovin family at the Blue Stone Auction contributed a total of 35,000 magic stones to Connor, far exceeding Connor's initial goal of obtaining 15,000 magic stones for Varga's breakthrough!

Besides the 35,000 magic stones, Connor also obtained various alchemy materials, potion materials, monster materials, elixirs, and other items from these spatial rings, which are worth at least 50,000 magic stones at current market prices. Overall, Connor made a fortune from this Blue Stone Auction, with a profit of nearly 100,000 magic stones!

100,000 magic stones!

Realizing just how enormous his gains at the Blue Stone Auction were, Connor couldn't help but marvel. After leaving Rune, he took all the magic stones that had been mined from the magic stone mine, bringing his wealth to the peak of his cultivation career. However, if he didn't count the Castia Staff, the silver crown pendant, the black magic robe, and other enchanted items, his wealth was still two or three times less than the figure of 100,000 magic stones.

Such a large sum of cultivation resources is of paramount importance to Connor, who has almost exhausted his cultivation resources and is about to become penniless. It can be said that it has relieved Connor's urgent need!