Looking at the effect, Connor nodded his head in satisfaction. The power of the six anti-magic bullets was basically the same as the full force attack of a level-2 magic artifact. Judging from the performance of Castilla Staff's defensive enchantment, an ordinary level-2 magic artifact would not have any effect on it.
After the experiment of the defensive enchantment, it was naturally time to test the offensive enchantment of Castilla Staff.
Placing a one-meter-thick steel plate that was specially used to test the power of magic artifacts in the middle of the room, Connor had an idea. The hand that was holding Castilla Staff suddenly tightened, and a hexagonal blue magic circle suddenly appeared around the steel plate.
In the next second, the hexagonal magic circle rose up with a blue light curtain that covered the steel plate. Other than Connor, no one else could use their mental strength to peek into the magic circle. Finally, Connor spat out a word, "Appear!"
Four armored, headless, sword-wielding Black Warriors suddenly appeared in the hexagonal magic circle. Under the control of Connor, they fiercely hacked at the steel plate.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
The four Black Warriors exerted their strength together, and in a short while, the steel plate that Connor had painstakingly created to test its power was turned into countless pieces of iron.
Glancing at the pieces of iron, Connor nodded his head in satisfaction. According to his estimation, as long as the opponent's strength did not exceed the range of an apprentice's, the enemy's mana and mental strength would be severely restricted. It would be very good if they could exert 70% of their strength in the magic circle.
The strength of these four Black Warriors was equivalent to that of a Grand Knight. However, compared to a Grand Knight, they did not have life, so they would not feel pain. They would only become emotionless killing machines under Connor's control. In addition, in the magic circle, they had the characteristic of shielding mental strength. Enemies who were trapped in the magic circle would not be able to use their mental strength to detect them. Perhaps the enemies would only discover the existence of the Black Warriors when they were right in front of them.
What's more, as long as the magic circle existed and continued to operate, the Dark Warriors would not be afraid of being destroyed by their opponents in the magic circle. They would quickly reform with the help of the magic circle and continue to fight. Connor believed that such emotionless monsters that could endlessly resurrect in pain would definitely become a lingering nightmare for his enemies!
According to Connor's own estimation, if he concentrated all his mental strength, he could condense six Black Warriors in the magic circle. However, it would be very strenuous for him, and he would not be able to use other enchanted items or spells. Therefore, under normal circumstances, condensing four Black Warriors was very moderate.
If he only relied on his mental strength, Connor would be able to condense ten Black Warriors at once. However, if Connor used the silver pendant to enhance his mental strength, Connor felt that he could only condense ten Black Warriors at once. However, it would still be very strenuous. Therefore, under the enhancement of the silver pendant, condensing eight Black Warriors was very moderate.
After experimenting with the two major abilities of the Castilla Staff, Connor was very happy. The power of the Castilla Staff was worthy of the effort it took to refine it.
For the next few days, Connor stayed in the room and monitored Ducure's clinic. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he did not use his mental strength to assist in the monitoring. Instead, he used a small gadget he had refined himself — the alchemy telescope. Connor searched for Dr. Ducure's memory for Salah's characteristics and transmitted them to the alchemy telescope. The alchemy telescope would automatically search for the target.
The advantage of using the alchemy telescope was that it did not have mental strength, nor did it produce energy fluctuations. No matter how cunning Salah was, he would not be able to find out that someone was using it and waiting for him.
To be honest, for Connor, Salah's appearance did not make him wait too long. In the middle of the fifth night of monitoring Ducure's clinic, the alchemy telescope burst out with beeping sounds, waking Connor from his meditation.
Standing behind the glass window of the room, Connor watched the ghostly figure in the distance dashing toward the Ducre Clinic. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Mr. Salah, I've been waiting for you for a long time!
"Ducure, you've done well to collect so much sulfur!" In the underground warehouse under the clinic, Salah looked at the pungent sulfur stone in front of him in surprise and said to Ducure with satisfaction, "I've helped you a lot.
"I've helped you purchase so much sulfur. Mr. Salah, where's the advanced fire healing method you promised me?" Salah's praise made a hint of joy appear on Ducure's face. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he hesitantly made his request to Salah.
However, he never expected that Salah, who heard his request, would change his expression in an instant. The joy on his face was no longer there. He looked at Ducure with disdain and said coldly, "The value of what you've done is far less than the more advanced fire treatment method!"
"Then how much more do I need?" Ducure gritted his teeth and bowed. It was not that he did not feel the coldness in Salah's words, but since he had already asked, he naturally had to get to the bottom of it.
"Far from enough!" Seeing that Ducure still dared to ask, Salah looked at Ducure with a cold glint in his eyes and said word by word,
"This lowly ordinary person, I've already given him the low-level method passed down by the great Selta, and he still dares to ask for a yard after taking an inch. If this person didn't have some value, I would have sacrificed him to the great Selta!"
"Who?" At this moment, Mr. Salah seemed to have noticed something. He screamed, and red flames appeared all over his body.
"Scared, scared, scared!"
There was a burst of applause in the basement, and a handsome man in a black robe walked into the basement with a smile on his face while clapping. He said faintly, "Your Excellency is indeed a disciple of the Selta Sect. I've just given myself away and you've already discovered me. How admirable!"
"It's you! Connor Ferguson! " Looking at the handsome face of the man in the black robe, Mr. Salah seemed to be very surprised.
"Your Excellency actually recognizes me? It seems that I've found the right person! "The man in the black robe, who was Connor, smiled faintly.
"Hmph! No wonder we couldn't find you these days. It turns out that you've found your way here. Well, there's no harm in catching you here! "Salah snorted coldly, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes.
"Catch me? Your Excellency must be joking. I'm the hunter here, and you're the prey. I advise Your Excellency not to make a mistake and surrender on the spot, lest you suffer physical pain! "Connor said sincerely with the same smile on his face.
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