The power of these crimson flames was extremely terrifying. With so many flames burning at once, the space in the middle of the tomb seemed to be distorted from the heat. If Connor hadn't stopped to observe the crystal coffin, and had opened the coffin carelessly, then Connor's ending would have been obvious.
According to the law of energy conservation in the Sorcerer World, if an ancient tomb wanted to operate, it would definitely consume energy. Therefore, except for a few rare cases, the older the ancient tombs excavated in the Sorcerer World, the less energy they retained. With less energy, the ancient tomb's power would also weaken.
The crimson flames in front of Connor were a perfect example. These terrifying flames only burned for a dozen seconds before dissipating into the air due to the lack of energy. Only the crimson crystal coffin in the middle of the tomb was still emitting a faint crimson light.
Seeing this, Connor walked towards the crimson crystal coffin with a calm expression. However, when he was three meters away from the crystal coffin, Connor shook his head slightly and muttered to himself helplessly, "You're already dead, why are you still tormenting yourself like this …"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Castilla Staff in Connor's hand pointed towards the crimson crystal coffin. The crystal coffin immediately exploded, and a crimson flaming cross sword flew out from the crystal coffin and headed straight for Connor.
Feeling the power of the cross sword, Connor's face immediately revealed a look of surprise. In order to not cause any damage to the cross sword, Connor shook the Castilla Staff in his hand. Clouds of black fog gushed out from the staff and surrounded the cross sword. Although the crimson cross sword was extraordinarily powerful, its owner was already dead. Moreover, after hundreds of years, the crimson cross sword gradually lost its light in the black fog released by the Castilla Staff. Finally, it fell into Connor's hand.
His palm lightly brushed the sharp blade of the cross sword. Connor's expression became serious, and then he flicked the blade with his finger. Instantly, the blade exploded with a buzzing sound.
"Buzz!"
Following this buzzing sound, a white ball of light slowly floated out from the cross sword and appeared in Connor's vision. Connor shook his head as he sensed that the ball of light in front of him no longer had the slightest bit of spirituality and no longer had any value. Then, he gently tapped the ball of white light with his finger. The ball of white light quickly combusted. After a few seconds, it turned into a cloud of white smoke and dissipated into the air.
Seeing this, Connor wasn't happy at all. On the contrary, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. The ball of light that had just appeared was none other than the soul of the tomb's owner. Although the tomb's owner seemed to be a fire elemental sorcerer, perhaps because he was a level 2 sorcerer when he was alive, his spiritual force cultivation wasn't bad. Before his death, he was able to use a secret technique to separate his soul from his physical body and parasitize the cross sword.
From his actions and the traps in the central tomb, it was obvious that the tomb owner was unwilling to die just like that. Therefore, he wanted to take a gamble and see if anyone could dig up his tomb after he died. Then, he could use the traps in the central tomb to take over someone else's body like a bird occupying a magpie's nest.
Although the tomb's owner's idea wasn't bad, it was a pity that he miscalculated one step. That was, after hundreds of years, someone had finally dug up his tomb. During these hundreds of years of waiting, his soul had completely lost its spirituality and memories, and could only rely on its instincts. Even if the sorcerer who discovered this ancient tomb wasn't Connor, but another sorcerer, or even not an official sorcerer, but an apprentice sorcerer, under such circumstances, his soul wouldn't be able to complete the parasitization.
Suddenly, Connor seemed to have thought of something. He sighed slightly and looked a little sad. The tomb's owner's ending might be Connor Ferguson's in the future!
For a spiritual force sorcerer, their powerful spiritual force gave them an additional option when they were facing the end of their lifespan, and that was parasitism!
As long as they paid a painful price, their souls would be able to leave their physical bodies and become parasites on specific magic items or even on other people's bodies. Even though there were many restrictions and harsh conditions for doing so, and they would have to bear a great risk.
However, if they succeeded, they would be able to extend their lifespan by tens or even hundreds of years. Therefore, for most of the qualified spirit type wizards and wizards with powerful mental strength, they would like to take a gamble at the last moment. The owner of this tomb had no doubt done so. However, in the end, it was all for naught. Connor had destroyed his soul, which was a form of relief for the owner of the tomb. He could forget everything and start anew.
After reminiscing about the past for a few seconds, Connor returned to his normal state. He looked at the crimson cross blade in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Although he had yet to inspect it, Connor was almost certain that this crimson cross blade was the item of his dreams. However, in order to be sure, Connor still followed the method recorded in 'Reyes's Alchemy' and began to inspect the crimson cross blade.
Connor inspected it very carefully and meticulously. He looked at every inch of the blade very seriously. As Connor's inspection progressed, the situation of the cross blade became clearer before his eyes. This caused the joy in Connor's heart to gradually disappear.
Three minutes later, Connor finished his inspection and took out a long wooden box from his space ring. He then carefully placed the crimson cross blade into the wooden box, and placed the wooden box back into his space ring.
After doing all this, Connor's gaze swept across the center of the tomb, which was where the crimson crystal coffin had been placed. If Connor's guess was correct, the tomb's owner's corpse should be hidden ten meters underground.
The corpse of a rank 2 Magus, even after hundreds of years, was still very valuable. It would definitely fetch a good price if it met a dark Magus who cultivated in the art of controlling corpses.
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