"Alchemy bomb!"
As the pungent smell from the red brick entered Connor's nose, these four words subconsciously appeared in his mind. This discovery immediately made Connor feel that it was too shocking. Even the battle-hardened Connor felt a little dizzy.
Although this pungent smell was very faint, Connor, who was proficient in making alchemy bombs, immediately recognized this pungent smell. It was a smell that would only appear when a certain alchemy bomb was burning. Connor was very sure of this, there was absolutely no mistake!
This shocking discovery immediately made Connor scan his room. Then, a horrifying thought emerged in his mind. As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, a layer of cold sweat appeared on Connor's back. A bone-chilling chill rushed directly from Connor's spine to his brain. Without any hesitation, Connor made a prompt decision to extinguish the black flame on his hand.
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Connor's face revealed a bitter smile. He once again scanned the walls around him. If he wasn't wrong, he and Martina, who was downstairs, had just walked through the gates of hell. They were almost blown up into the sky!
After regaining his composure, Connor knocked on the surrounding walls. Then, he took a deep breath, walked out of his room, and walked towards Martina's room. Now, Connor didn't have the patience to knock on the door like Martina. He straightforwardly pushed open the door and walked in.
Martina, who was sitting cross-legged on the cement storefront in the room, seemed to have expected Connor's arrival. There wasn't any surprise in her eyes. She calmly said to Connor, "Connor, you're a smart person. You didn't find anything here, and I didn't see anything either. Don't cause trouble for us."
Walking to Martina, Connor sneered, "Martina, you're a f * cking lunatic. Do you know how dangerous this place is? As long as there's a slight energy fluctuation here, you and I will be blown up into the sky … "
"Enough, stop talking! Do you think I want to come here? Isn't this all your fault? "Before Connor could finish, Martina sternly interrupted Connor.
"My fault? What do you mean, Martina? " Connor frowned and asked. He really didn't understand Martina's words. Why would Martina bring him to this villa that was built with alchemy bombs because of him?
"I …" Hearing Connor's question, Margaret wanted to argue with him, but she swallowed her words in the end. "Connor, you're an expert at making alchemy bombs, so why don't you observe them carefully before you speak?" She said to Connor. "Connor, you're an expert at making alchemy bombs, so why don't you observe them carefully before you speak? The alchemy bombs in this villa are specially made. Unless they are detonated in a specific way, they are no different from ordinary bricks. For safety reasons, this villa has a special protection array. So … "
"So, as long as Old Victor doesn't detonate them, this place won't explode?" Connor sneered.
"Connor, you're much better at making alchemy bombs than I am. You should know how much resources are needed to make so many alchemy bombs, and how much the Secret Society has to pay to store so many alchemy bombs here. If Butler Victor wants to kill you, he has countless ways to kill you without leaving a trace. He doesn't need to sacrifice this precious villa. Forgive me for being blunt, Mr. Connor Ferguson, your value to the Secret Society may not be greater than this villa! "Martina's words were very harsh, and her tone was full of sarcasm.
Connor didn't seem to be angry at Martina's sarcasm. He shrugged and said indifferently, "I'm afraid of death, but it's not a bad choice to have a beautiful lady like you by my side when I die!"
After saying that, Connor left Martina's room and returned to his own room on the second floor of the villa. The first thing Connor did when he returned to his room was to break off another piece of red brick that was twice the size of the previous one from the wall. Then, Connor took out two glass beakers from his space ring. One of the beakers was red, and the other was blue. The colors were very bright.
The red brick fragments that had just been taken from the wall were divided into two parts, and then they were crushed into powder and put into two beakers. Then, a magical scene occurred. The red brick powder that was put into the red beaker unexpectedly spontaneously combusted, but the red brick powder that was put into the blue beaker didn't change at all.
The result of the experiment made Connor secretly sigh in relief. After thinking for a bit, Connor took out a crudely made and simple silver compass from his space ring. He then cast a spell on the compass, and the compass flickered for a while. After a few minutes, the light on the compass stopped flickering, and a red hexagram pattern appeared on the compass.
The appearance of the red hexagram made Connor's worries disappear by 90%. Martina didn't lie to him. It seemed that the "red brick" alchemy bombs that made up this villa could only be detonated in a specific way. Other methods such as violent energy waves wouldn't have any effect on the red bricks. Moreover, as Martina said, this villa made up of "red brick" alchemy bombs had a protection circle to protect the villa. Moreover, judging from the brightness of the red hexagram on the compass, the power of this protection circle was very good. Even an alchemist like Connor who had a deep understanding of magic circles might not be able to break this magic circle. Even if he could break it, it would definitely take a long time.
After being completely relieved, Connor inserted a small silver stick into the wall. This way, as long as any change happened to the "red brick" alchemy bomb, Connor would be the first to receive it. After doing all this, Connor sat on the cement floor of the room with his legs crossed and waited for the "third person" to return.
Three hours later, when the moon replaced the sun and rose into the clouds, the earth fell into darkness. Connor, who was in the room on the second floor of the villa, opened his eyes. Ten seconds after Connor opened his eyes, the door of the villa was gently pushed open, and a figure silently entered the villa.
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