Count of Wizards

Episode 174

This transparent ball of light, if you look closely, you can vaguely see Walker’s face in the ball of light, but at this time the arbiter has long lost the original spirit and energy, and the face in the ball of light is full of spite and fright. .

The speed of the ball of light was very fast, and it rushed out of the passenger ship of the cruise ship and wanted to fly away. However, just as a light touch appeared on Walker’s face in the ball of light, a chain of mysterious runes flashed, It was silent and breathless, and then sent first, wrapped around the ball of light, and detained the ball of light on the spot.

“In front of me, a spiritual wizard, I want my soul to escape. It seems that you guy is really panicking!” Looking at the ball of light trapped by his shadow chain, Connor said faintly, after he finished speaking with one hand. Move, the ball of light controlled by the shadow chain slowly flew towards Connor’s hand.

“Do not·········”

Walker in the ball of light yelled in fear, he was frantically fighting the trapped beasts, trying to get rid of all of this, but he lost his body, lost the storm hammer, and left him with only mental power. He is now a piece of fat that can be slaughtered. Connor can cut the meat as he pleases.

Grabbing the ball of light in the palm of his hand, Connor was not eager to play with Walker, so he directly took out a small bottle from the space ring and filled it with Walker’s soul ball.

After solving Walker, Connor looked around and felt a little headache. After the killing, how should he deal with the scene and cover up his traces?

After thinking about it a little, Connor’s eyes flashed a little, and he thought of a good way!

After half an hour, there was a deafening roar on the sea about ten miles away from Greenwood Pier!

“boom!”

A ball of fire exploded in the wheelhouse of a passenger ship, and then the steam power of the passenger ship connected to the wheelhouse also made a few blasts. In less than a minute, a medium-sized passenger ship that can carry dozens of people is Slowly sinking into the bottomless ocean of storms.

In the distance, Connor, the initiator of all this, stood on a small boat and watched the results of his work, with a mocking smile on his mouth.

He cleaned up the passenger ship, and now it is exploded and flooded again. Let alone whether the church can find the passenger ship, even if they find it, they can only get the wreck.

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Three days later, in the apartment at No. 16 Rand Street, Connor, who had just soaked in a hot bath, was wearing his robe, sitting on his soft sofa, and leisurely watching today’s Luen Evening News. .

However, when a gust of wind blew, the windows of Connor’s apartment were opened silently, and then closed silently, and a burst of scent appeared around Connor.

“It’s finished?” Connor didn’t seem to feel the strangeness around him, his attention was still focused on the newspaper in his hand, but he asked rhetorically:

“Well, Connor, what you did is more beautiful than I thought!” Margaret, who came quietly, sat on the sofa beside Connor, her seductive eyes full of appreciation.

“Walker is an intermediate wizard apprentice!” Putting the newspaper away, Connor fixed his eyes tightly on Margaret. Although his tone was flat, Margaret, who was sitting next to him, could feel clearly. In Connor’s words, the bitter chill that seemed like an iceberg, and the looming killing intent.

“Sorry, I only found out afterwards! I brought you compensation!” Margaret seemed to be expecting Connor’s attitude. She did not panic and took out a piece from her space ring. A fist-sized raw ore mixed with silver light spots was placed on the guest table between the two.

“Mythril raw ore, I believe you can extract at least ten grams of mythril from it!” Pointing to the raw ore, Margaret explained apologetically:

Listening to Margaret’s apology, Connor’s eyes swept over Margaret’s compensation-Mithril raw ore. He seemed to pick up the Mithril ore and put it in his hand with great interest.

Putting the Mithril raw ore in his hand and playing with it for a while, Connor pointed to the Mithril raw ore and said to Margaret with a smile but a smile: “Do you think this thing can make up for your deception to me?”

Connor didn’t wait for Margaret to explain to him, but suddenly violent, grabbed the unsuspecting Margaret’s slender white neck, and pressed the whole person on Margaret’s body.

Margaret seemed to have not expected her collaborator to attack herself unexpectedly. She was stunned on the spot. Before she could react, her life and death was controlled by Connor. It was Connor. With just a little effort on the palm of her hand, Margaret, a beauty who is all-over country, will die on the spot and die.

“I’ll tell you one last time, Walker is an intermediate wizard apprentice I only learned about it yesterday!” Although Xiaoming was in the hands of Connor, there was not a trace of Margaret’s blue pupils. With a look of fear, she said in a bit disappointed:

Margaret did not beg for mercy as expected. Connor felt that he was caught in a dilemma. He who used the contemplation technique on Walker naturally knew what Margaret was telling at this time. Margaret had beforehand. I didn’t know that Walker had broken through to become an apprentice to the intermediate wizard.

Connor had never thought about it. He wanted to kill Margaret. If he decided to kill Margaret, Connor had just attacked with all his strength instead of holding Margaret by the neck as he does now.

But in spite of this, the reason why Connor did this now he was hungry. He wanted to teach Margaret a profound lesson, not to let her think that she was deceiving herself, and a little bit of benefit could be fooled!

However, the plan couldn’t keep up with the changes. Margaret didn’t beg for mercy. She was soft, and Connor, who wanted to find a step, was a little bit tricky.

Connor made a secret decision in his heart, holding Margaret’s slender neck arm, and immediately added some strength. Margaret’s white face immediately became paler, but Margaret still did not beg for mercy. , She stared at Connor’s eyes and said with difficulty breathing: “Connor Ferguson, if you think that I intend to harm you, then you can do it. It should be a relief to die in the hands of you bastard! ”

After speaking, Margaret didn’t even resist, and closed her eyes, as if waiting for Connor to kill her…

“Malle Gobi·····” Connor hadn’t even thought of the situation, and suddenly it made Connor’s heart run like ten thousand beasts.