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Chapter 241

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Connor had always coveted the power of this spell, but he still had a lingering fear of it. Cultivating this spell required the caster to have extremely high Spiritual Energy and willpower. Otherwise, when casting the spell, the revenant under one's control might have already been devoured by the revenant before it could even attack the opponent.

As time passed, Connor, who was meditating in the quiet room, immediately formed a faint layer of black fog around his body. Connor's originally calm facial features also became somewhat ferocious, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

The black fog lingered around Connor for about a minute before it was gradually absorbed by his body. However, as the black fog was absorbed by Connor, the ferocious expression on Connor's face became even more intense.

When the black fog was completely absorbed by Connor's body, the ferocious expression on Connor's face also gradually disappeared. Ten minutes later, Connor slowly opened his eyes and ended his cultivation. He felt the cold sweat on his body and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Although he had only gone through the most basic cultivation and had not reached the most crucial part, the process of cultivating the spell, Entanglement of the Dead, was indeed too torturous. According to Connor's estimation, he would probably need another one or two days to pass this stage and proceed to the next step of cultivating the spell, Entanglement of the Dead.

Connor shook his head and a hint of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes. He took out a bottle of potion from his space ring and swallowed it. If he succeeded in cultivating Entanglement of the Dead, his strength would definitely increase by a large margin. For this, what was a little pain to him?

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… ….

Three days later, with his previous experience, Connor smoothly passed through the inspection of the Prosper Club and arrived at the hall on the third floor of the club. The manager of the Prosper Club, Mr. Mustapha, was still sitting quietly in the main seat.

Perhaps it was because Connor had arrived a little early, but there were not many Magi who had come to the gathering in the hall. As usual, Connor chose a very remote corner. As the time for the gathering gradually came to an end, Connor was surprised to find that the number of Magi who had come to the hall had already exceeded fifty. Among them, there were even a few people whom Connor could not see through. With Connor's current cultivation, those whom he could not see through were most likely advanced Apprentice Magi.

Based on Connor's previous experience of attending gatherings, the number of people who attended the Prosper Club's gatherings was usually around thirty. Occasionally, there would be more than forty people, but there had never been more than fifty people. It seemed that the Prosper Club had taken in quite a number of Magi at this stage. The only question was whether the secrecy of the gathering had decreased after the number of people increased.

Just as Connor was deep in thought, the wall clock hanging in the hall chimed loudly. Hearing the chime, Mr. Mustapha, who was sitting in the main seat, raised his hand slightly, and the door to the hall closed slowly on its own.

After closing the door, Mr. Mustapha did not signal for everyone to start exchanging the items in their hands as usual. Instead, he stood up from the main seat and scanned the people in the hall with his eyes behind the phoenix mask. In a deep voice, he said, "Before the gathering, I want to put up a bounty!"

As soon as Mr. Mustapha finished speaking, the face of an old man with a full beard appeared on the wall facing the people in the hall.

"You don't need to know who this person is. This person will appear in Loen in the near future. If any of you discover this person's whereabouts, come here and tell me. As for the bounty, it will be this item!" After saying that, Mr. Mustapha took out a simple and unadorned jade pendant and showed it to everyone.

Once the jade pendant was shown, more than ten of the fifty or so Magi in the hall stared at it. However, the remaining people looked at the jade pendant with eyes full of confusion. Obviously, they did not know what the jade pendant was!

"Mr. Mustapha, can you tell us what the jade pendant in your hand is?" There were people in the hall who did not know what the jade pendant was, so they boldly asked Mr. Mustapha.

"Those who recognize this item will naturally understand what it is. I can only say that this item is worth at least five thousand pounds. If any of you manage to find this old man's whereabouts and tell me, you can exchange it for five thousand pounds if you don't want this jade pendant. You can go and buy what you want!" Mr. Mustapha said faintly. "That's right.

Everyone in the hall was shocked by Mr. Mustapha's generosity. An official Magus was indeed an official Magus. He could casually spend five thousand gold pounds. This price could be exchanged for a decent magic artifact. Some of the people in the hall reacted quickly. Their eyes immediately fixed on the bearded old man's face that appeared on the wall.

"Right, let me give you a hint. This guy is an advanced Apprentice Magus. You'd better be careful!" At the end, Mr. Mustapha reminded them.

Seeing that most of the people in the hall had memorized the bearded old man's face that appeared on the wall, Mr. Mustapha nodded slightly. The bearded old man's face on the wall instantly disappeared, and the wall returned to its original state. Mr. Mustapha then returned to his seat at the head of the table and waved his hand at the people in the hall, indicating that they could begin the exchange of items!

"I'll pay a thousand gold pounds for a bottle of Mana Gathering Potion. Is there anyone selling it?" A tall, burly man whose face was covered stood up and spoke in a low, muffled voice. His words announced the official opening of the Prosper Club's gathering.

Connor, who was sitting in the corner, glanced at the burly man and pulled his attention back to the matter he was thinking about. As an alchemist, and having read so many books and information that his mentor, Reyes, had given him, he could not help but wonder. Connor felt that if he was not mistaken, the jade pendant that Mr. Mustapha had taken out and mentioned as a reward should be a very famous magic artifact from the Byzantine Empire, the "Life Substitution Spirit Tablet".

According to the records in the books, the Life Substitution Spirit Tablet was a magic artifact that was sought after by Wizards during the Byzantine Empire. It could only be used once. After using it, it would completely shatter and could no longer be used. For such a one-time use magic artifact to be sought after by so many Wizards at that time, its ability was naturally very powerful. In fact, its function could be guessed from its name, "Life Substitution."

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