As he walked deeper into the palace, the further Connor walked, the more he could feel that the palace's suppression on his Mind Power was gradually increasing. In the beginning, Connor's Mind Power could sense an area of about ten meters around him when he was at the entrance of the palace. Now, Connor could only sense an area of five meters around him.
According to Connor's estimation, his Mind Power would be suppressed to a meter in front of him if he walked a few dozen meters forward. Due to his Spirit Power being suppressed the entire time, he was unable to fully utilize it. As a result, Connor's Spirit Power was only able to observe his surroundings from start to finish. He was unable to observe the entirety of the palace.
If Connor guessed correctly, the palace's suppression on his Mind Power was not due to the fact that the mysterious palace itself was built with materials that could suppress Mind Power. Instead, it was due to some kind of extremely powerful formation set up under the palace …
Although Connor was unwilling to believe his own judgment, his rationality told him that he had to face the truth!
If Connor's judgment was correct, and the thing that was suppressing his Mind Power was indeed some kind of formation, it meant that this formation was not in a dormant state but was still operating. According to the incomplete statistics of some wizard organizations in the Sorcerer World, if they encountered a powerful formation that was still operating while exploring ruins, there was an eighty percent chance that the ruins were in a very dangerous situation.
Realizing this, Connor hesitated for a moment, but he still consciously slowed down his pace and began to observe the palace's environment.
Connor's current location seemed to be one of the corridors of the palace. About a hundred meters ahead, there was a three-story building. Connor looked at the building in front of him for a while, but could not see anything, so he scanned his surroundings.
Although Connor did not find anything valuable in this mysterious underground palace, it did not mean that Connor did not discover anything. Through his observation of the environment, Connor could basically conclude that this underground palace had already been searched. Otherwise, it would not be so clean that he could not find anything.
Connor was more or less surprised by his discovery, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood that the ruins he was looking for were related to Reyes's secrets. Without a doubt, Reyes had already searched this place. Based on his master's meticulous style, it was normal that he could not find anything in this ruin.
After resolving the doubts in his heart, Connor was about to continue moving forward when he suddenly felt a metallic taste in his throat without any warning. In the next second, Connor couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.
"Cough … Cough …"
After spitting out the blood, Connor coughed for a while. He felt extremely tired. When he realized that he was in this state, Connor hesitated for a moment, but he quickly made a decision. He took out the bottle of medicine that Varga had specially made for him from the interspatial ring and drank it. As the refreshing and fragrant medicine entered his stomach, Connor quickly regained his vitality. The fatigue and weakness from before were all gone.
After secretly exclaiming in his heart that Varga's medicine was miraculous, Connor immediately shifted his attention to his surroundings. Although his symptoms seemed to be due to poisoning, Connor's intuition told him that it was not because he was poisoned, but because of the surrounding environment. It seemed that the surrounding environment faintly restrained his high-level meditation technique, Abyss Secret Technique.
Although Connor wanted to know why he suddenly became like this, for his own safety, he felt that he should not stay here for long. He had to leave this place as soon as possible.
Connor, who had always been very efficient, immediately turned around and fled in a panic after making a decision in his heart without the slightest delay.
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In Flosinone City, in front of the train station, a middle-aged man with an elegant aura, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a luggage bag in his left hand seemed to have sensed something. He looked to his left, trying to see what was happening in the Navas Forest through the buildings in the city.
After feeling it for a few seconds, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly. Then, he waved at the rickshaw waiting on the street. A very quick-witted coachman immediately pulled the rickshaw in front of the middle-aged man before the other coachmen could do anything.
Before the rickshaw driver could say anything, the elegant middle-aged man got into the rickshaw and ordered, "I'm going to 15 Andrew Street."
"Okay!"
When the rickshaw driver realized that the middle-aged man in front of him wanted to go to the rich district in the city, he realized that this was a big job. Besides the fare, he might even get a tip. The rickshaw driver's eyes lit up and he immediately began to pull the rickshaw.
The rickshaw driver worked very hard. In just a minute or two, he pulled the middle-aged man away from the crowded district in front of Flosinone Station and onto a street where there were very few people. As soon as the rickshaw driver stepped onto the street, although he seemed to be working hard, he did not notice that his eyes were starting to become blank. His legs were running very mechanically as he pulled the rickshaw forward.
"You shouldn't have come here!" A few seconds later, the rickshaw driver seemed to be possessed by someone. He used an extremely hoarse voice to send a message to the elegant middle-aged man behind him.
The elegant middle-aged man sitting in the rickshaw wasn't surprised by the sudden message. He adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "Maybe you're right. I shouldn't have come here. However, after thinking about it, I still came here. Since something has happened, it has to be dealt with eventually."
"Oh, by the way, did you tell the old fox in Ilsanke that I'm coming to Flosinone?
Hearing the elegant middle-aged man's question, the mysterious man who possessed the rickshaw driver fell into a short silence.
A few seconds later, he spoke again, "Although I don't know what you want to do, you know that as long as you make a decision, I'll help you like before."
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