Connor did not have any other emotions other than some annoyance. He had said that Walker was his prey, so no matter how strong the prey was, it was still a prey and would not be able to play with him, the hunter.
Walker, who had become an intermediate apprentice, was just in time for Connor to test out the full power of the silver pendant.
Giving Walker a strange smile, Connor grasped the silver pendant on his neck with his right hand. In the next second, the complacent smile on Walker's face instantly froze. He could clearly feel that this black Magus, who was originally an intermediate Magus Apprentice, had unexpectedly burst forth with a frightening spiritual force.
Knowing that something was wrong, Snail did not dare to hesitate. He directly controlled his Hammer of Storm and fiercely smashed it towards the purple light shield protecting Connor's body.
Feeling Walker's action, Connor was extremely satisfied. If Walker, this fellow, had fled when he saw that the situation was not good, Connor would have had to spend some effort to get rid of him. But now that Walker had chosen to face him head on, Connor's gaze towards him had a trace of pity.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! … … "
The Hammer of Storm, which was wrapped in violent energy, fiercely smashed onto Connor's purple light shield under Walker's control. The purple light shield in front of Connor shook unceasingly, like a small boat in a storm, as if it could sink at any time.
However, under the protection of the purple light shield, Connor was still like sitting on a fishing platform, calmly condensing his spiritual force.
Connor was still very confident in this Holy Roland Ring that he had modified. Admittedly, the Hammer of Storm in Walker's hand was very powerful, but no matter how powerful it was, it had not broken through the category of a level 1 magic artifact. And this Holy Roland Ring of his, although it had undergone a major modification and had a limit on the number of times it could be used, its grade was still a level 2 magic artifact. If the Hammer of Storm wanted to break this purple light shield, without smashing it a few times, it would be impossible.
Looking at the purple light shield blocking in front of Connor, Walker's face revealed an anxious expression. After attacking for a long time without success, he could not help but make up his mind. Cutting one's palm meant using one's own blood to cast some kind of spell.
However, the idea was good, but the reality was cruel. Connor, who had been waiting for an opportunity, would not give him this opportunity. With a thought, under the enhancement of the silver pendant, he instantly released three mental attacks towards Walker.
Using the Silver Pendant to release three consecutive spiritual attacks was already Connor's limit. According to the calculations of the auxiliary A.I. Chip, with Connor's own spiritual force as the limit, these three spiritual attacks would cause him to have a splitting headache and suffer a certain amount of spiritual damage.
Indeed, under Connor's meticulous planning, although Walker didn't appear as unbearable as Asamoah, he instantly started bleeding from his seven orifices. Due to the extreme pain, his valiant face turned hideous. From afar, he didn't look like a representative of the Storm Goddess, an arbiter of the world. Instead, he looked more like a terrifying ferocious ghost that walked out from hell!
At this moment, Connor's second wave of attacks arrived! Two invisible shadow daggers flashed with ice-cold murderous intent. One from the left and one from the right, they flew towards Walker's throat and heart.
"Hmph!"
Walker groaned. A second before the two shadow daggers were about to reap his life, he displayed the decisiveness of an arbiter of the Church of the Storm.
Walker, who was suffering from a splitting headache due to the [Spirit Shock], was unable to make a perfect dodge even though he could feel the shadow dagger tearing through the air in front of him. He could only barely twist his body to avoid being hit in his vitals. One of the two shadow daggers stabbed into his abdomen while the other stabbed into his shoulder. Dark red blood spurted out like a fountain from the wound caused by the shadow dagger, splattering onto the ground.
After suffering such a heavy injury, Walker's sturdy body shook violently. Relying solely on his strong willpower, he maintained his standing posture. Even so, one could clearly see that his entire body was trembling.
However, just when Connor pulled out the shadow daggers from his wounds and was about to launch a second attack, Walker, who was covered in blood, roared furiously. He waved his Storm Hammer and smashed the shadow daggers that had lost their invisibility onto the ground.
After the shadow daggers suffered such a heavy blow, they immediately reacted to Connor's body. Connor immediately felt as though his head had been hit by a club. His mouth was filled with a bloody taste and a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Slowly wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Connor looked at Walker with an incomparably cold gaze. Without hesitation, countless black light sand appeared beside him. He pointed at Walker and the black light sand immediately swarmed towards Walker under his control.
Although Walker didn't know what strange spell Connor had used, he obviously couldn't let Connor have his way. Following his low roar, the blood spurting out from his wounds turned into countless tiny storms. These tiny storms gathered together and instantly formed four medium-sized tornadoes. These four tornadoes formed a square and protected Walker within it. They resisted the black light sand released by Connor.
Seeing that his self-created spell, Wishful Shadow Light, was actually in a deadlock with Walker's Wind Breaking Pillar, Connor's eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity. In an instant, he activated the Silver Light Pendant to the extreme. The terrifying amplification effect of the Silver Light Pendant could be said to be instantaneous. The Wishful Shadow Light's aura increased greatly. In just a breath's time, the stalemate Wind Breaking Pillar was squeezed until there was only a little space left.
"Black Magus son of a bitch, your Grandpa Walker will fight it out with you!"
Seeing that the situation wasn't good, Walker roared in despair. The energy fluctuations of the Hammer of Storm in his hand suddenly increased by one fold.
Not good! This guy wants to self-destruct the Hammer of Storm!
As an alchemist who frequently came into contact with magic artifacts, Connor didn't even need to react. He subconsciously understood what Walker wanted to do.
With a thought, the purple light shield once again appeared in front of Connor, tightly covering Connor's body.
"Boom!"
Walker was also a ruthless person. In order to fight for a slim chance of survival, he resolutely decided to self-destruct his prized treasure, the Hammer of Storm. However, the terrifying shockwave of the Hammer of Storm's self-destruction was indiscriminate. It wouldn't let you off just because you were its previous owner. While destroying Connor's Wishful Shadow Light, it also tore Walker's sturdy body into powder …
However, at the same time, a light ball appeared and directly flew into the distance …
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