After trapping the scar-faced man in the magic circle, Connor did not look happy at all. Instead, he activated all the buffs from the silver pendant and controlled the magic circle to quickly condense 10 Black Warriors. At the same time, he said to Marguerite who was beside him, "My magic circle won't be able to trap him for long. When he breaks out of the magic circle, give him a good beating!"
"Three minutes!" Marguerite's cold voice came from the blood mist.
"No problem!" Connor did not hesitate and said firmly.
At the same time, in the Castilla magic circle, the scar-faced man waved his cross sword and several silver light slashed towards the magic circle's barrier.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
Several explosions sounded, and the Castilla magic circle that was supported by Connor with all his strength also shook slightly. Seeing this, Connor did not hesitate and the 10 Black Warriors that were hidden in the dark blue mist in the magic circle all moved out. These killing machines that had no feelings and no sense of pain rushed towards the scar-faced man without fear of death.
However, it was a pity that these Black Warriors did not even reach the scar-faced man. Three of them were chopped into pieces by the scar-faced man's silver light slashes, and the remaining Black Warriors just got close to the scar-faced man. Two more of them were smashed into pieces by the scar-faced man's huge fists.
Observing this series of actions of the scar-faced man, Connor once again condensed the shattered Black Warriors in the magic circle. At the same time, he reminded Marguerite who was preparing a big move, "This scar-faced man is most likely a body refining sorcerer, be careful!"
"A body refining sorcerer?" Marguerite who was preparing a big move in the blood mist murmured in a low voice.
After reminding Marguerite, Connor focused all of his attention on the scar-faced man in the magic circle. At the moment, there were only 3 Black Warriors left in the magic circle that were covered in wounds. This was the result of the scar-faced man being wary of the Black Warriors' desperation style of fighting. Otherwise, these 3 Black Warriors would not have been able to survive.
At this time, one minute had passed. Connor knew that if this continued, it would be very difficult for him to last the three minutes that he had promised Marguerite. He had to change!
With a ruthless look on his face, Connor clenched his teeth and stepped into the magic circle. The moment Connor stepped into the magic circle, the knife-scarred man who was trapped in the magic circle seemed to have sensed him. With a slight smile, the cross blade in his hand flashed, and the three black warriors attacking him were turned into black smoke, dissipating into the blue fog of the magic circle.
Connor's complexion turned cold. With a thought, the Dark Warriors once again charged forward. At the same time, under Connor's urging, the Dark Warriors in the formation increased the Dark Warriors' attacks and the restriction on the scar-faced man to the maximum.
The change in the magic circle immediately made the knife-scarred man, who had been acting with ease, turn serious. The smile on his face also disappeared.
"Castilla Isa …" For the first time since the start of the battle, the knife-scarred man chanted an incantation. As the incantation was chanted, with the knife-scarred man as the center, a small enchantment appeared around him. It began to resist the suppression of the Castilla magic circle on the knife-scarred man.
At this time, the Dark Warriors that were formed charged towards the knife-scarred man. The knife-scarred man who was surrounded used both his fists and his cross blade. In just one exchange, Connor's five Dark Warriors were killed. Fortunately, the sacrifice of the Dark Warriors this time paid off. A shallow cut appeared on the knife-scarred man's arm, and drops of dark red blood flowed out from the wound.
The knife-scarred man obviously didn't mind such a light injury at all. He continued to fight. After casting the enchantment to reduce the restriction on his spiritual power, he smashed the remaining Dark Warriors into pieces. Only Connor was left in the magic circle.
Taking a deep breath, Connor knew that there was still about a minute left before the agreed time between him and Margret. He could only rely on himself to stall this knife-scarred man. Although the shattered Black Warrior could be resurrected and reformed, it had just been resurrected and reformed for the third time after all. It would take time for it to reform again!
Facing the knife-scarred man's scrutinizing gaze, Connor didn't say a word. With a thought, one of his greatest trump cards, the innate spell, Shadow Shackles, appeared. Immediately, a mysterious black flame emerged from each of his palms, transforming into two thick chains engraved with mysterious runes.
From the looks of it, the knife-scarred man was definitely an advanced apprentice. Moreover, there was a high probability that he was one of the legendary Body Refining Adepts with a valiant body. Furthermore, Connor discovered that the cross blade in this guy's hand that was flickering with silver light, which was able to kill his own Dark Knight like cutting vegetables, was definitely not an ordinary item. That plaything was at least a rank 2 magic artifact!
Facing such an opponent, although he only needed to hold on for a minute, Connor still didn't dare to be careless. He directly revealed his innate spell!
"This is … … an innate spell? Who are you? " Seeing the Shadow Shackles in Connor's hands being controlled by him, the knife-scarred man's originally playful eyes revealed a touch of astonishment.
Connor didn't pay attention to the knife-scarred man and continued to be cautious. Anyway, his current task was to stall for time so that Marguerite, who was outside the spell formation, could have more time to cast her ultimate move!
Seeing that Connor didn't speak, the knife-scarred man gave Connor a deep look. Then, his figure flashed, and in the next second, he strangely appeared on the left side of Connor. In Castilla's spell formation, unless your cultivation was much higher than Connor's, it was impossible to hide your whereabouts from Connor. When the knife-scarred man's figure flashed, Connor had already made his move. Two Shadow Shackles directly pierced his left side!
"Ka ka ka!"
As soon as his figure appeared, the knife-scarred man discovered that the two strange shackles were attacking him. His face was still as calm as ever. Only his thick right hand clenched into a fist and punched the shackles.
"Boom!"
The fist collided with the Shadow Shackles and made a loud noise. Connor, who was controlling the Shadow Shackles, only felt a strong force transmitted through the Shadow Shackles to his body. Then, Connor's body involuntarily moved back a few steps before he could barely stabilize himself. There was also a bloody taste in his mouth!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Connor looked at the knife-scarred man. Although his eyes were still calm, his heart was extremely shocked. He had already used all his strength, but this body-refining wizard was actually so terrifying that he could injure him with just one hit!
"I'll ask you again. Who are you?" After injuring Connor, the knife-scarred man didn't continue to attack. His eyes were full of ferocity as he stared at Connor.
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