Wizard Earl

"Connor Ferguson, are you just going to leave like this?"

Seeing that Connor was about to leave, Philo hadn't said anything yet, but Van de Beek, who was beside him, couldn't sit still any longer and coldly said to Connor:

Hearing Van der Beck's words, Connor's smile deepened. Without turning around, he said calmly with his back to Van der Beck, "You want me to stay?"

In response to Connor's question, Van de Beck snorted coldly and reached for his spatial ring, the threatening intent in his gesture was self-evident.

Connor shook his head helplessly, ignoring Van der Beck's threat, and walked straight out of the private room. Van der Beck, the young genius wizard of the Storm Church, was furious that Connor had ignored him and was about to attack him. However, his anger did not completely cloud his judgment. He knew that they were in the city center, and for two formal wizards to fight here would have a very bad influence on his Storm Church. So he forcibly suppressed his anger and followed behind Connor.

Upon seeing Connor and Van de Beek, the two left one after the other. Mr. K, who had put his grey cloak back on, had a glint in his eyes. He then downed his cup of Red Mountain coffee in one gulp, took out a one-pound note from his wallet, threw it on the table, and strode away.

Twenty minutes later, in a deserted valley on the outskirts of Ipurua, Connor, looking calm and collected, gazed at Van der Beck and Philo across from him.

"Connor Ferguson, I advise you to choose to cooperate with our Storm Church!" Van der Beck gave Connor a deep look, his expression excited, and issued an ultimatum to Connor. During his time in Ipurua with Mr. K beside him, he had been thinking about Connor Ferguson the whole time, wanting to complete the task assigned to him by the Storm Church.

That's not all. Adding to this, in the past few days, Philo, disguised as Mr. K, has been openly and subtly praising Connor. This has directly led to the hot-blooded young Van de Becke, despite not having even met Connor once, already harboring deep hostility towards him.

Connor's appearance today, with his calm and collected demeanor as if he had them all figured out, undoubtedly deepened Van de Beek's dissatisfaction and hostility towards him. Therefore, Van de Beek's actions today were not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather an explosion of long-accumulated hostility and discontent.

Ignoring Van de Beek's words, Connor pulled out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and said, "Make your move! The sooner we start, the sooner we finish, and I can still buy a train ticket back to Frosinone!"

Seeing Connor's disdain, Van de Beck immediately flew into a rage. He stopped arguing pointlessly with Connor, pointed his right hand at Connor, and uttered a rapid, powerful incantation:

"Sebastian...Owusu...Fogormosa!"

As soon as the incantation from Van der Beck appeared, Connor immediately felt intense energy fluctuations appear in all four directions around him. The next second, four tornadoes condensed and attacked Connor together.

As the four tornadoes hurtled towards him, Connor showed no panic. On the contrary, he seemed to acknowledge their power and nodded slightly. Although the four tornadoes weren't very fast, they subtly formed some kind of array, working together to suppress Connor. If an ordinary, formal wizard encountered such a magical attack, they might easily crumble and be defeated by Van der Beck.

However, such tactics were somewhat ineffective against Connor, an alchemist and expert in formations. Connor only needed a brief observation of the arrangement of the four tornadoes to discern the flaws between them…

Seeing Van de Beek's slight smile, Connor immediately made a move. With a wave of his hands, several black light blades shot towards the four tornadoes. However, compared to the four magnificent and terrifying tornadoes, the black light blades that Connor unleashed seemed insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or a moth flying into a flame.

However, upon seeing the black light blades flying towards their destination, Van der Beck, who was controlling the four dragon-phoenix storms, couldn't help but change his expression. He thought to himself, "That bastard Connor Ferguson, how did he know the location of my storm array node? Damn it! What on earth is going on?!"

Despite the disbelief and inability to accept the reality before him, as Connor's black light blade was about to strike the node of the storm array, paralyzing the four tornadoes, the young genius Van der Beck's face hardened with determination. He quickly made a decision and uttered a short incantation.

"Iscosette!"

Although Van der Beck's incantation was short, its effect was immense. The energy fluctuations of the four tornado storms instantly became violent. Connor, noticing this, immediately realized Van der Beck's plan. His eyes flashed, and just one second before the four tornado storms were hit by the black light blades, they all self-destructed. The hurricanes and shockwaves surged toward Connor, who was located at the center of the magic circle.

Watching the Storm Array self-destruct and engulf Connor, Van der Beck, who was initially having a headache, suddenly smiled. Although self-destructing his Storm Array would cause him great losses, if this move could kill that damned Connor Ferguson, then Van der Beck was willing to bear the loss!

At this moment, Van de Beek, smug and beaming with pride, failed to notice that Mr. K, who had been silently observing and talking behind him, seemed to have noticed something and was now looking at him with pity…

Time ticked by, and soon a minute had passed since the tornado explosion, but Connor still hadn't appeared. Van der Beck, who thought Connor had perished in the explosion, had a brighter smile on his face, preparing to show off to the silent Mr. K beside him. But his smile froze instantly. His mental energy detected a black figure clad in magical armor slowly emerging from the explosion. This figure was none other than Connor Ferguson, whom he thought was dead!