"Clap."
In the ritual, Connor snapped his fingers. Amoson, who was hiding in the black fog of the ritual and wanted to observe the changes, instantly felt the pressure on him increase by dozens of times. In an instant, the ritual that had already fused with him started to reject him.
Connor, who wanted to use the magic circle as a cover to contact Marguerite, naturally hoped that Emoson would be "obedient". But obviously, Emoson wouldn't let Connor have his way so easily. He was only hiding now to wait for an opportunity. He would make his move sooner or later, so instead of letting him make the first move, it was better for Connor to take the initiative and subdue him before secretly contacting Marguerite.
Sensing the changes around him, Emoson raised his gray eyebrows. There wasn't the slightest hint of panic on his face, as if he had already expected this situation. He flashed a very calm smile at the black fog around him.
On the other side of the magic circle, Connor, who was observing Emoson with his mental power, also flashed a playful smile. He knew that Emoson was smiling at him, demonstrating his power!
"You've got guts!" Connor shook his head with a smile and praised in a low voice. The next second, he flicked all ten fingers and cast a series of seals on the magic circle. The magic circle instantly emitted a strong energy fluctuation, and an invisible cage formed around Emoson!
Emoson, who was in the middle of the cage and feeling the strong pressure, took out a cigarette from his pocket as if nothing had happened and put it in his mouth. Then, he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette. He took a deep puff, then blew out a large, round, gray smoke ring at the black fog.
As the gray smoke ring was spat out, Connor seemed to have sensed something and his expression changed. But at that moment, the gray smoke ring that Emoson had spat out that didn't seem to be any different from ordinary smoke rings actually exploded like a bomb. The shockwave from the explosion directly dispersed the invisible cage that Connor had placed on Emoson, and Emoson himself immediately rushed to the barrier of the formation, wanting to break through and escape.
"Hmph!"
Connor snorted coldly. With a thought, the energy of the magic circle's barrier was immediately strengthened. The fence was firmly erected, tightly trapping the prey in the hunting circle. Connor wanted to see how this Emoson was going to escape from his grasp.
After setting up the fence, Connor didn't stay idle. He took out a few bean-sized metal beads from his pocket and looked at them with some reluctance. The next second, Connor scattered the metal beads into the black fog. The metal beads immediately buzzed and disappeared into the black fog.
After doing all this, Connor's mental strength sensed that an extremely dangerous dark purple flying needle was attacking him from behind!
Not daring to be careless, the solemn Connor flicked the black magic robe on his body. The black magic robe immediately formed a protective barrier behind Connor. However, the dark purple flying needle attacking from behind Connor was simply too sharp. The protective barrier of the black magic robe only blocked it for a second before it was pierced through like a balloon. However, just as the flying needle pierced through the protective barrier of the black magic robe and was about to shoot towards the back of Connor's head, it was firmly blocked outside by an even more powerful protective barrier.
Connor, who was holding the Castiya staff, looked at the flying needles that were embedded in the Castiya defensive barrier and were trying their best to drill through the barrier. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. At this moment, as if realizing that the sneak attack had failed, the flying needle immediately retreated under Emoson's control.
"Mister Emoson, you really didn't disappoint me. However, this flying needle of yours is really too dangerous. Let me temporarily keep it for you. When I release you later, I will return it to you!" Without waiting for Emoson's reply, Connor's eyes flashed with a cold light. He grabbed the flying needle with his hand, trying to take control of it.
By now, Connor had completely understood Emoson's true intentions. Emoson seized the opportunity when the explosion of the gray smoke ring temporarily interfered with Connor's mental strength to secretly release the dark purple flying needle. Then, Emoson rushed to the barrier and made Connor think that he was trying to break out of the barrier.
But in reality, his motive was to attract Connor's attention and trick him into increasing the energy of the barrier. The energy of the barrier was limited and not infinite. If Connor increased the energy of the barrier, the energy of the barrier would decrease accordingly. This was what Emoson wanted. This way, not only could the dark purple flying needle he secretly released sneak attack Connor when he wasn't paying attention, but it would also reduce the resistance he would face if he were to ambush Connor in the barrier. From the start, Emoson's goal wasn't to break out of the barrier, but to ambush Connor instead!
Emoson's plan was perfect and highly feasible. However, Connor, who was an Alchemist, was extremely valuable and could actually produce two defensive magic artifacts in a row. Therefore, even someone as cunning as Emoson could only lament his bad luck.
However, there was a problem that Connor couldn't understand. How did Emoson determine his position in the barrier? Without this premise, Emoson's plan wouldn't have worked at all.
Although he couldn't understand this problem, it didn't affect Connor's actions toward the dark purple flying needle that ambushed him. Following Connor's actions, the dark purple flying needle immediately struggled. Not only did it not return to Connor's hand as Emoson wanted, but it also gradually moved closer to Connor's hand under the interference and control of Connor's powerful mental strength.
For a flying magic artifact like this dark purple flying needle, more than 90% of them were controlled by mental strength unless there was a special method. And because this dark purple flying needle was used for a sneak attack, in order to fool the target's mental strength, Emoson didn't apply much mental strength to the needle. This led to his relatively weak control over the flying needle. It was because of this that Connor had the confidence to temporarily keep this' dark purple flying needle 'for Emoson.
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