Although Connor recognized the origin of the purple firebird, he didn't have time to think about it. Without any hesitation, Connor's power of the will locked onto the source. In a corner of Reynolds' Potion Shop, there was a fat middle-aged man with a serious expression and a purple token in his hand. Although the energy waves emitted from this fat middle-aged man were very strong, he hadn't reached the level of an official wizard yet. He still belonged to the category of a wizard apprentice.
Connor had to admit that this fat middle-aged man's ability to hide was very strong. His power of the will had already spread out in the inner hall of Reynolds' Potion Shop, but he still couldn't find any trace of this middle-aged man. If it wasn't for Connor's sharp intuition, he would probably still be in the dark. However, since this middle-aged man had taken the initiative to jump out, Connor would naturally take good care of him. In terms of power of the will, as a wizard of the spirit element, Connor had never been afraid of anyone among his fellow wizard apprentices.
Tapping his finger lightly on the silver pendant hidden in his hand, Connor's power of the will in the inner hall of Reynolds' Potion Shop suddenly increased by 30%. Immediately, a wave of mental attack rushed towards the fat middle-aged man holding the jade token.
As if he had already felt the terrifying power of Connor's mental attack, the fat middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. He then struck a spell on the jade token in his hand. The jade token suddenly emitted a purple light, and the mysterious purple firebird was like a peacock spreading its tail. It condensed a purple light curtain, protecting the fat middle-aged man behind it and blocking Connor's mental attack.
Connor picked up the bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass of red wine. He shook the glass to sober himself up, and a faint smile appeared on his angular face. His lips moved slightly, but no one in the restaurant could hear him clearly. In a low voice, he said, "It's a mental enchanted item that can attack and defend at the same time …"
In the inner hall of Reynolds' potion shop, although he was protected by the mental enchanted item in his hand, the plump uncle behind the purple light curtain still had a solemn expression. Just like Connor, this plump uncle was Mr. Kalarov, the one who delivered the letter to Valga. After he left the letter to Valga and told Valga, whose alias was Antonella, the location of the letter, he had already prepared himself for a visit from a 'guest'.
Unfortunately, the fat middle-aged man didn't seem to realize that the "guest" he was waiting for would visit him in the form of mental attack. Although Kalarov had been an advanced apprentice for tens of years and believed that there were not many people who could pose a threat to him, he still felt the pressure from the valiant spiritual force in front of him that he did not know where it came from.
After drinking the red wine that had just woken up, Connor's finger once again lightly flicked the silver pendant in his hand. His Mental Energy in the back hall of the pharmacy immediately solidified, and an even stronger Mental Energy attack than before immediately charged towards the light screen formed by the purple fire bird. Sensing the threat, the eyes of the fat uncle immediately lit up. A pair of large hands were placed on the purple light screen, and a powerful Fa Li immediately gushed out from his body to maintain the existence of the purple light screen.
Connor, who was chewing on a fragrant steak in the restaurant, from the beginning, his calm expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously glanced at Reynolds' Potion Shop outside the window, his black pupils filled with caution.
After this round of confrontation, Connor had a slight understanding of the strength of this middle-aged man. In terms of mental attack, Connor was only slightly stronger than this middle-aged man. However, with the support of the silver pendant, Connor's mental attack had the upper hand. However, from the strength and purity of the mana displayed by the middle-aged man, it might be an exaggeration to describe it as crushing Connor, but it was definitely above Connor's level.
Just when Connor realized the danger, Mr. Kalarov, who had blocked Connor's mental attack outside of the light curtain, waved his hand again. At the same time, an obscure spell emerged from his mouth. Although he didn't know what this middle-aged man was up to, Connor knew that it wasn't something good. He took out a piece of paper and a pen from his space ring, hurriedly wrote down an address on the paper, and then threw it out of the window beside him. After doing all this, Connor put on his top hat and coat and quietly left Norwich's restaurant through the back door.
Ten seconds later, in the back hall of Reynolds's Pharmacy, the middle-aged man, Mr. Kalarov, who was about to unleash a big spell on the "customer" who hadn't shown up yet, felt the mental attack dissipating outside of the light curtain. A trace of doubt flashed through his eyes. However, after a few seconds, the middle-aged man confirmed that the "customer" had left without showing up, so he gloomily put away his spell.
Looking at the street outside the pharmacy in confusion, the middle-aged man muttered to himself for a moment before walking out of the pharmacy. After walking out of the pharmacy, the middle-aged man quickly locked onto a piece of paper that was fluttering in the wind on the street. The middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly, and with a slight movement of his hand, the paper flew into his hand.
After glancing at the contents of the paper, the middle-aged man's mouth revealed a faint smile. Then with a slight force, the paper suddenly turned into powder and was blown away by the wind on the street. After doing all this, the middle-aged man still didn't leave. Instead, he came to the grassland on the side of Pasar Street. Looking at the lush green grass, the middle-aged man gently moved his feet, and a small and delicate Rubik's Cube was forced out of the ground by him.
Looking at the Rubik's Cube that was quietly placed on the grass, the middle-aged man's fingers moved slightly, and suddenly a pair of gold-rimmed glasses appeared in his hand. After putting on the gold-rimmed glasses, the middle-aged man carefully observed the Rubik's Cube on the grass. After about a minute, after confirming that the Rubik's Cube was not dangerous, the middle-aged man took off the glasses, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
As the saying goes, "The older you are in the underworld, the more timid you are." Although the middle-aged man was confident in his strength, the strange means of the mysterious "customer" still left a deep impression on him. In addition, the Rubik's Cube, which was the source of the mental attack, was obviously not an ordinary item from an alchemy point of view. Therefore, the middle-aged man was more or less cautious, in case someone set a trap for him.
Shaking his head, the middle-aged man waved his hand at the Rubik's Cube, wanting to take it in his hand, but a scene that made the middle-aged man very surprised happened.
The Rubik's Cube that was originally placed quietly on the grass turned into bubbles and disappeared into the air without a trace.
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