The Eye of Arbitration required the oath taker to use their real names, and Connor valued the secrecy of his and Varga's identities. Although Connor was willing to make some concessions in order to obtain the Salerin Potion, he would never allow Kalarov and his wife to know his and Varga's real identities without any restrictions.
Kalarov thought about Connor's condition and felt that it was acceptable. Then, he looked at the blonde auntie next to him with an inquiring look, asking for his wife's opinion. The blonde auntie hesitated, but under her husband's gaze, she nodded to show that she had no problem.
Connor was happy to see the blonde woman nodding. He knew that this matter was almost settled, but Connor's happiness came too early. Kalarov thought for a while, then looked at Connor and said in a low voice, "I can agree to your condition, but I want to fight with you. You are not allowed to shoot my wife with that revolver!"
As soon as Kalarov finished his words, Connor was still frowning. Varga, who was holding Connor's arm, snorted and said coldly, "If that's the case, then there's nothing to talk about. Your light wings can teleport, so you can get rid of my husband's attack at any time. Do you think it's fair?"
Connor was still thinking about how to deal with Kalarov, but when he heard Varga call him her husband, his expression became complicated.
Kalarov was not angry that Varga directly rejected his proposal. He glanced at Varga and said calmly, "Ms. Antonella, you may have underestimated your husband's means and overestimated my light wings."
"If you don't use the light wings, I'll give the revolver to my wife!" Connor thought for a while and said in a low voice, "Although I want to try the power of teleportation, it's my first time using such a magic item. I don't have any experience with it, and I'm facing a dangerous person like Kalarov, so I'd better be careful."
"Okay!" Kalarov finally nodded and accepted Connor's condition.
Connor took out the revolver from his space ring again and handed it to the nervous Varga with a smile. Connor took the revolver with concern in his eyes. Varga nodded at Connor, then said loudly in front of Kalarov, "Don't worry, honey. As soon as he shows any signs of using the light wings, I'll shoot that woman!"
Hearing Varga's warning, Mr. Kalarov was not angry this time. Instead, he stared at Connor, the initiator of all this.
Connor smiled and scratched Varga's nose. He then turned to face Kalarov. To be honest, he really wanted to have a good one-on-one with this middle-aged man!
Connor and Kalarov looked at each other. Without any hesitation, Connor took the lead and launched a mental attack. Kalarov was prepared for Connor's mental attack. The purple token that he used at Reynolds' Potion Shop last time appeared in his hand and helped him resist Connor's mental attack. At the same time, a red glove appeared on his right hand. However, compared to the golden glove on his left hand, the red glove was far inferior. It only had the energy waves of a peak level 1 magic item.
Although Connor didn't know what Kalarov was up to, he still carried out the next step according to his plan. He fully activated his black magic robe and circled around Kalarov. He tried his best not to give Kalarov any chance to lock onto him and punch him. He also released mental attacks from time to time to disturb Kalarov.
Kalarov, who had put on the gloves and was ready to give Connor a fatal blow, looked at Connor who was jumping around like a "little flea". Kalarov's thick and black eyebrows slowly knitted together. If there were no restrictions, Kalarov could activate his light wings and use teleportation to suppress Connor. However, Varga was holding a revolver and was ready to shoot his wife at any time. Kalarov didn't dare to act rashly.
It wasn't that Kalarov didn't think of teleporting to Varga's side and snatching the revolver from him. However, Connor's actions told him that Connor had also thought of the same thing. As long as Kalarov violated the rules of the game, Connor would pounce on the blonde auntie and use the same method to get rid of her. Although teleportation was awesome, Kalarov couldn't kill Varga and prevent Connor from killing the blonde auntie at the same time.
While Kalarov was contemplating how to deal with Connor, he was hit by several of Connor's mental attacks. Although he had the purple token, a rank 2 mental enchanted item, to protect himself, Kalarov still suffered a lot. He knew that he couldn't let Connor continue to exhaust him like this, so he finally made a decision. With a loud roar, Kalarov's hands, which were wearing boxing gloves, attacked consecutively. In an instant, several golden and crimson fist shadows smashed towards Connor.
Seeing that Kalarov was using the most primitive method to try and overwhelm him with numbers, Connor's expression relaxed. He continued to urge the Black Magic Robe with all his strength to dodge the fist shadows while using Castilla's barrier to block a few fist shadows that the Black Magic Robe couldn't dodge. Connor was very clear that the stronger Kalarov's attack was, the more energy it would consume. Kalarov wouldn't be able to sustain such a large-scale attack for a long time. Once Kalarov stopped attacking, Connor Ferguson would have the opportunity to counterattack!
Connor's thoughts were right. Seeing that Connor only managed to land a few punches, the black-faced Kalarov hurriedly stopped using this inefficient method. Seeing that the opportunity had arrived, Connor didn't hesitate and locked onto Kalarov with the enhancement of the Silver Pendant's mental strength. Then, he released a mental attack with all his strength as the bugle call for a counterattack!
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