"Why do you have to do that? Can't you just be a little more honest? At this point, not only do you want to destroy my medicine, you also want to commit suicide by biting your tongue. Do you think it's possible for you to do that in your current state? " Connor spoke faintly as he looked at the little baldy with pity. There wasn't any sarcasm in his voice, only a faint helplessness.
Hearing Connor's words, the bald man's face changed all of a sudden. He didn't try to hide his real thoughts anymore. "Even if I fall into an abyss and become a ghost, I won't let you go. You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You … You …
Due to his gaping mouth, the little baldy's intermittent words sounded somewhat comical. However, the hatred and resentment towards Connor and Valga who had appeared in front of him for the first time was exceedingly clear.
Connor didn't care much about the little baldy's insults, but Valga's expression immediately darkened. She flipped her jade-like hand, and a silver needle flickering with a green luster appeared in her hand.
"Forget it. He's just a dying man. Let him contribute his last bit of value to us." Connor shook his head and stopped Varga, who was about to punish the young baldy. Hearing Connor's words, Varga snorted, then slowly put the silver needle back.
Connor knew that the young baldy wouldn't do what he thought, so he took out a fist-sized red crystal ball from his space ring. Connor moved his finger, and the young baldy's abdomen was cut in the shape of a cross. Connor then put the crystal ball on the wound. When the young baldy's blood stained the red crystal ball, a strange scene happened. The red crystal ball immediately emitted a very dazzling red light.
As the red light lit up, the young baldy, who was lying on the ground with his mouth wide open, screamed in pain again. His whole body was trembling, and he subconsciously began to struggle. He was covered in cold sweat.
Seeing this scene unfold, Valga, who originally had some resentment towards Connor for not allowing her to punish the little baldy, not only immediately felt the resentment in her heart vanish without a trace, but the love in her eyes also intensified. Perhaps in her eyes, Connor's current actions were to vent her anger on her behalf.
Connor, who didn't notice the change in Valga's mind, made a hand seal, and hit the crystal ball that was blossoming with a strange light. Along with the spell, the crystal ball shone brightly, and gradually fused with the little baldy's flesh. Since the little baldy didn't cooperate with the digestive potion, Connor might as well use the crystal ball to control the little baldy's body.
"Ah … Ah … Ah …"
The crystal ball began to merge into Little Baldy's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, it brought Little Baldy great pain. Little Baldy's miserable howls filled the entire room.
A dozen seconds later, the crystal ball had completely merged with the young baldy's body. The young baldy didn't even have the strength to scream. He was lying on the ground on the verge of death.
Seeing this scene, Connor's expression became complicated. However, it wasn't directed at the young baldy, but at the crystal ball. This crystal ball was a replica. He didn't learn the refining method from Reyes' Alchemy. Instead, he learned it from an alchemy book in the Meazza Manor's magic artifact auction.
Connor originally wanted to refine a very evil magic artifact called Demiral's Blood Crystal. However, this magic artifact was too difficult to refine. After several experiments, he could only refine this defective product. Connor felt that it was a pity. However, this thing could only be said to be one of the hundreds of failed alchemy experiments he had done. Connor never thought that he would have a use for it.
Once everything was ready, Connor pulled out the sealed cork of the pink flying potion and exposed the flying potion to the air. Immediately, a very pleasant exotic fragrance wafted through the room. Smelling the exotic fragrance, Connor curiously sized up the potion in his hand again. Then, under the resentful gaze of the little baldy, he poured the flying potion into the little baldy's mouth that he had forced open.
Once the potion entered his mouth, Connor's mind moved and the young baldy's mouth firmly closed. Then Connor lightly tapped the place where the blood crystal had merged with the young baldy's body. The young baldy's body couldn't help but move according to Connor's will. His body started to digest the flying potion according to Connor's instructions. While Connor was working, Varga's eyes were also focused on the young baldy's body. As the one who refined the flying potion, Varga was very curious. What kind of effect did the flying potion have?
Under Connor's control, the flying potion was quickly digested by the young baldy's body. After a few minutes, the young baldy's body emitted violent energy fluctuations. Then Connor's face lit up as he flicked a few seals on the young baldy's body, removing the restrictions on the young baldy's body. A moment later, the young baldy's body began to slowly rise from the floor and float in the air.
Seeing this scene, Varga's eyes burst with joy. However, as the one controlling the young baldy's body, Connor's face gradually froze. Although Varga had already explained the flying potion's principle and Connor was mentally prepared, when it came to practice, Connor was still shocked by the speed at which his Fa Li was being consumed. This was too much Fa Li!
Because the young baldy didn't cooperate and his body didn't have much Fa Li, the only reason he could fly was because of Connor's Fa Li. Flying itself consumed a lot of Fa Li. Moreover, the one who used the potion was the young baldy and not Connor himself. In the process of transferring Fa Li to the young baldy, Connor also wasted a lot of Fa Li. In this way, one plus one was greater than two. The burden on Connor's body was very large!
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