It was a white-robed Sorcerer who did not belong to Dezerby's Arbiter Squad. He was about 1.85 meters tall, and although he had a slender figure, there was a long scar on his chiseled face. From his appearance, one could tell that this guy was not someone to be trifled with. At this moment, the white robe that symbolized that he was a priest of the Church of the Storm was covered in black bloodstains.
Although Connor did not know who this person was, and had never seen him face to face before, from the Church of the Storm's attire and the fact that he was walking together with Dezerby's group, he could tell that this person was most likely a reinforcement sent by the Church of the Storm.
Due to the distance, even though Connor was a spiritual-type Sorcerer, he could not determine this person's cultivation through his spiritual force. However, at this juncture, since there were black bloodstains on the robe, there was an 80% to 90% chance that the owner of the bloodstains was one of those terrifying Black-Blooded Fox Bears. Since he could injure the Black-Blooded Fox Bears, this person's cultivation should have reached the ranks of an official Sorcerer.
Realizing this, Connor couldn't help but become interested in this person. He silently concentrated his spiritual power on him, trying to observe his movements as much as possible. After carefully observing for a while, Connor's eyes flashed with a touch of faint confusion. Although he was certain that he had absolutely never met this scar-faced man from the Church of Storm before today, for some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling about this guy, as if he had been in contact with him somewhere before today …
Just as Connor was secretly thinking in his heart, the scarred Sorcerer under his spiritual force observation seemed to have noticed something. He stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look in Connor's direction.
The scarred Sorcerer's actions immediately alerted Connor. Connor promptly stopped his observation and withdrew his spiritual force.
"Milik, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Milik, who was in charge of holding the line, had stopped in his tracks to look in the direction of the small waterfall, Dezerby, who was walking at the front of the group, asked doubtfully.
Five minutes after he had followed Connor's plan and started to break out of the encirclement, Dezerby, who was not good at escaping, encountered an adult Black-Blooded Fox Bear with the strength of a level 4 magical beast. Dezerby had a clear understanding of his own strength and knew that he was not a match for the Black-Blooded Fox Bear. It would be difficult for him to escape from this powerful adult Black-Blooded Fox Bear alone.
Hence, the moment he encountered the adult Black-Blooded Fox Bear, Dezerby, in order to survive, chose to use the Church of the Storm's unique method of requesting help from others.
The few adjudicators from the Church of the Storm who had received Dezerby's distress signal were rather loyal. They did not abandon their superior, Dezerby, and immediately took the risk to come to his aid. However, the adult Black-Blooded Fox Bear was too strong and cunning. Even if Dezerby and a few other acolytes worked together to deal with it, they were still toyed around by it and could only bitterly hold on.
At that critical moment, Milik suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Taking advantage of Dezerby's group and the Black-Blooded Fox Bear's fierce battle, he used an ice blade to blind one of the Black-Blooded Fox Bear's eyes and severely injured it. Only then did Dezerby and the rest manage to escape.
Hearing Dezerby's question, Milik did not directly answer him. Instead, he pointed in the direction of the small waterfall and said, "Is that the place where you want to gather?"
Following Milik's finger, Dezerby did not know what Milik's intentions were, but he still nodded and said, "That's right. That is the place that Connor Ferguson suggested to gather!"
At the end of his speech, Dezerby's tone had already become extremely sinister, and his eyes flashed with a cold light. As a veteran official Magus of the Church of the Storm, Dezerby was naturally not a fool.
When Connor had first suggested that they split up and escape, Dezerby had already realized that there was something wrong with Connor's plan. However, because the Black-Blooded Fox Bear was right behind them, and the situation was too critical, he did not have time to think about it in detail. He could only follow Connor's suggestion, which seemed to be the best way to deal with the crisis.
However, as time passed, Dezerby was able to slowly think about it. He realized that although Connor's suggestion to split up and escape seemed to be a good idea, in reality, this group of Magi from the Church of the Storm had been used as a "meat shield" to block the Black-Blooded Fox Bear for Connor Ferguson. This undoubtedly caused Dezerby to fly into a rage. At that time, he secretly swore in his heart that if he could return alive, he would definitely settle the score with Connor Ferguson.
After receiving an affirmative answer from Dezerby, Milik smiled and said meaningfully, "Let's put in more effort. There are already people waiting for us there!"
Milik did not give Dezerby an explanation and directly sped towards the small waterfall. After being stunned for two seconds, Dezerby understood the meaning behind Milik's words. He glared hatefully at the small waterfall not far away and followed behind Milik.
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"Dezerby, you guys are finally back. I was a little worried that you guys had encountered the Black-Blooded Fox Bear!" Connor, who was sitting near the small waterfall and pretending to be cultivating and recovering, immediately pretended to be pleasantly surprised when he sensed the arrival of Dezerby's group. As he spoke to Dezerby, Connor's gaze secretly sized up the fierce-looking, scarred Magus who was walking side by side with Dezerby. He was dressed in the white robes of the Church of the Storm.
Previously, because they were too far away, Connor did not use his spiritual force to determine this person's cultivation level and could only make a vague guess. However, now that they were close enough, this person's cultivation level was clearly visible to Connor. Connor's guess was not wrong. This person was indeed an official Magus. In this way, this scarred Magus's true identity could be considered obvious in Connor's eyes.
"Connor Ferguson, you're really good at scheming!"
Looking at Connor Ferguson who was walking towards him with a surprised smile on his face, Dezerby, who had fallen into Connor's trap and almost lost his life, naturally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He looked at Connor Ferguson with resentment in his eyes and gritted his teeth as he said, "Don't worry, Connor Ferguson.
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