In the Sorcerer World, Sorcerers who were good at using spells were generally mediocre at cultivating their physical bodies. Very few of them could cultivate both spells and bodies at a very high level. After all, cultivating spells was already enough to consume one's energy and cultivation resources. If they were to cultivate their physical bodies as well, it was easy to imagine how slow the progress would be. It was very likely that they would cultivate to death without making any progress in their physical bodies or spells. = = = = = =
Therefore, according to some incomplete statistics, in the Sorcerer World, only a very small number of people who didn't lack cultivation resources would try to cultivate both spells and bodies. Connor never thought that he would suddenly encounter such a person in the outskirts of Flosinone!
Although the Hell King's Spear didn't kill the mysterious person in one hit as Connor had hoped, it at least injured the mysterious person. Therefore, for Connor, this was a good opportunity to hit the mysterious person when he was down. Otherwise, if the mysterious person recovered from the Hell King's Spear's injury, Connor would be in real trouble. Although Sorcerers who cultivated both spells and bodies progressed slower than ordinary Sorcerers who cultivated only spells or their physical body, if they were to succeed, they would be an existence that could move unhindered among Sorcerers of the same rank.
Thinking of this, a trace of killing intent appeared on Connor's face. The Silver Pendant that boosted his spiritual force immediately appeared in his hand. Then, Connor concentrated his spiritual force. Under the enhancement of the Silver Pendant's spiritual force, a spiritual storm was released towards the mysterious masked person.
Although this mysterious person was a dual cultivator of body and magic, and his magic arts and physical body were very powerful, it was very obvious that he was still lacking in the cultivation of his spirit. Therefore, when facing Connor's spirit attack, he was clearly not strong enough. After being hit by the spirit storm, he seemed to be drunk and was somewhat swaying.
Seeing that his spiritual storm was effective, although Connor was a little tired due to the excessive consumption of his spiritual force, he still forced his body to support himself. He planned to use the Castilla Staff to beat the enemy when he was down. However, although the mysterious person was a little dazed by Connor's spiritual storm, his reaction was very fast. He immediately took out a palm-sized dark red dagger from his chest.
Feeling the fluctuation of energy from the dark red dagger, Connor thought that the mysterious person was going to make a desperate attack. Therefore, he didn't pay too much attention to it and continued to quickly prepare his spell. However, at this moment, an unbelievable scene occurred. The mysterious person actually picked up the dark red dagger and stabbed it into his right arm.
Seeing this scene, Connor was shocked. Immediately, a thought appeared in his mind …
He couldn't see the face of the mysterious person clearly, so he didn't know who he was. Could it be that he was a masochist who liked to hurt himself? Or maybe he knew that he was going to die, so he wanted to end his own life?
This thought had just surfaced in Connor's mind, but before he had time to think about it, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, as if someone was stirring it back and forth with a knife. In an instant, Connor broke out in a cold sweat, and the pain was unbearable. When he looked up, he saw that the mysterious masked man was actually using that dark red dagger to stir the flesh in his right arm.
What was extremely strange was that although the dagger had already cut a big wound on the mysterious person's right arm, not a single drop of blood flowed out. As for the dagger itself, it seemed to be faintly brighter with every second it stayed in the flesh. In just a short while, it had already turned from dark red to bright red.
Seeing this scene, Connor Ferguson, as an alchemist, immediately focused his attention on the dagger. A name flashed through his mind — Cursed Weapon!
Although cursed weapons were nominally a type of magic artifact, for orthodox alchemists, they preferred to categorize cursed weapons as curses instead of magic artifacts.
Since cursed weapons had such a name, it could be understood that they were magic artifacts with curses. Unlike normal magic artifacts, which could be controlled by wizards who used them, they generally went through an abnormal refining process and were cursed by wizards. In short, they were very evil.
Therefore, although cursed weapons were powerful, the chances of them attacking their owners were also very high. Some cursed weapons even directly hurt the owner before hurting the owner. It was obvious that the dagger Connor encountered now belonged to the latter category.
It was precisely because cursed artifacts had such great repercussions that no matter how powerful they were, they were not welcomed in the Sorcerer World. There were even some Sorcerers who were extremely secretive about them. Even if they clearly had the opportunity to obtain a cursed artifact, they would still remain indifferent. Who would have thought that Connor would actually meet someone who was both a cultivator in both body and energy, and also dared to use a cursed artifact!
Thinking of this, while Connor was in pain, he was also curious about the other party's identity. He did not know who he had offended or who he had blocked, so he was intercepted and killed.
At this moment, the mysterious man actually pulled out the dagger that had already turned bright red from his right arm and stabbed it into his right leg. Following his movements, Connor was undoubtedly hit again. He only felt a piercing pain in his right leg. He didn't manage to stand still and actually fell to the ground.
Although his body was in unbearable pain, the pain was like a tide that surged towards Connor's central nervous system. However, at this moment, the tenacious Connor did not panic in the slightest. He forced himself to calm down. In such a critical moment of life and death, impatience and panic were meaningless. Only by calming down could he think of a way to get out of this predicament.
At this moment, the mysterious person's face was covered by a mask. Although Connor could not see his facial expression, he could tell from his trembling body that this person who had suddenly attacked him was definitely not in a good state.
It was obvious that this mysterious person wanted to use this extremely strange cursed weapon to kill him. First, he injured himself, then through the cursed weapon, he used the injuries and pain on himself. Connor's physical cultivation was not as good as the mysterious person's. With the same injuries, this mysterious person would not die, but Connor could not say for sure. Although he was in a dangerous situation, Connor had to admit that this mysterious person's methods were extremely ruthless!
Since he had already determined this mysterious person's methods, Connor naturally would not sit here and wait for death to drag him down. After thinking quickly in his heart, Connor also had a plan in mind. He immediately took out a bottle of medicine that Varga had refined from his space ring and drank it.
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