"Cha …"
Although the purple token in Kalarov's hand was very powerful, it had helped Kalarov withstand Connor's spiritual attacks so many times. Now that it was hit by the spiritual attack amplified by the silver pendant, it was like an arrow at the end of its flight. The token emitted a crisp sound and cracks appeared on its surface.
However, Kalarov had no time to care about the purple token in his hand. At this moment, a dark blue hexagram array began to condense under his feet. Like Connor, Kalarov, who was also an alchemist, could see the power of the array condensing under his feet at a glance. Kalarov's chubby face suddenly turned solemn. A powerful energy field emerged around his body to prevent the array from condensing.
While trying his best to prevent the array from condensing, a touch of helplessness appeared in Kalarov's eyes. If he could use the pair of light wings now, he could use them to teleport away and get rid of Connor's array. However, he had scruples now, so he could only use this method.
Compared to the helpless Kalarov, Connor, who was casting spells to speed up the array's condensation, was as expressionless as Kalarov. However, there was a touch of cunning and complacency in his eyes. Why didn't he use the Castilla array to trap Kalarov in the beginning? Because this was the moment he was waiting for!
When he first started fighting with Kalarov, Connor had already secretly assessed the situation. Although Connor didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that if he had wanted to trap Kalarov in the Castilla array from the beginning, the possibility of success would have been shockingly low. Even if he was lucky enough to trap Kalarov in the array, with Kalarov's golden boxing gloves and his powerful strength, the Castilla array would most likely not be able to stop him.
Since he couldn't trap or stop Kalarov, it would be meaningless to use his trump card, the Castilla array, to deal with Kalarov. Therefore, after a quick consideration, Connor decided to hide the Castilla array and wait for an opportunity. After seeing Kalarov's light wings that could teleport away, Connor felt even more fortunate for his decision. As long as Kalarov flapped his light wings, his array would definitely not be able to trap him!
Kalarov had been hiding until now. Now that Kalarov had consumed so much energy, and because of the agreement with Connor, Kalarov couldn't use the light wings to teleport. Without a doubt, now was the best opportunity to use the Castiya Magic Array. Connor's eyes were fixed on Kalarov. He was evaluating the possibility of putting an idea into practice …
At this moment, Kalarov's face turned darker and darker as he watched the blue-black array under his feet condense at a speed visible to the naked eye despite his best efforts to stop it. He looked at Connor with a gloomy expression. He knew that he had been tricked by this young man in front of him. This young man, who could only be his grandson at this age, was actually hiding even deeper than him!
As an alchemist, although he hadn't been completely trapped in the array, Kalarov had a clearer understanding of the power of the array under his feet through the confrontation with the Castilla array. Judging from his current consumption of energy, once he was trapped in the array, it would be very difficult for him to get out. He might even be trapped and killed in the array.
Realizing this, Kalarov's heart was filled with hatred towards Connor, but he still tried his best to remain calm. He had already thought of several ways to get out of this situation, but because the possibility of success was not high, he gave up on them. After thinking for a while, Kalarov felt that the only way to completely get out of this situation was to use his light wings to teleport away!
Seeing that Kalarov's eyes were getting more and more determined, Connor sighed in his heart. He knew that Kalarov had made up his mind. In order to prevent Kalarov from acting out of desperation, Connor could only loosen his fingers a little. He could only give Kalarov one more minute … No, Kalarov had no choice. In 30 seconds, even if Kalarov wanted to use his light wings to teleport away, Connor was confident that he could trap Kalarov in the array and kill him in the Castilla array!
Kalarov's wings might be strong, but as long as he's trapped inside the formation, Connor didn't believe that Kalarov would be able to teleport out. Although it was a good idea, Kalarov's decisiveness made it all turn into disappointment.
Feeling that the array under his feet was loosening, Kalarov's face suddenly had a touch of joy. He immediately wanted to get out of the array. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no other way, he wouldn't use his light wings to teleport away. After all, once he moved, his wife would definitely be killed by Antonella's revolver. However, Kalarov also knew that if he was trapped in the array, the two of them wouldn't hesitate to kill his wife.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Kalarov, who finally got out of the array, rushed towards the blue-black array under his feet and threw out three golden punches with his left hand that was wearing a golden glove. Taking advantage of the loophole created by the golden punches, he successfully got out of Castilla's array. However, before Kalarov could feel happy, Connor narrowed his eyes and instantly locked onto Kalarov with his mind power. Then, he once again used his full strength to attack Kalarov.
Bang!
This time, as soon as Connor's mental attack hit Kalarov, the purple token on Kalarov's body that originally had cracks on it shattered and was completely scrapped. Not only that, without the protection of the purple token, Connor's mental attack also made Kalarov suffer a lot. A painful expression appeared on the middle-aged uncle's fat face, and blood flowed out from his nose and ears.
Although he suffered a loss from Connor, Kalarov's strength was still very strong. He endured the pain and steadily landed near his wife. Then, he looked at Connor and Varga with gloomy eyes and confronted Connor without saying a word.
At this time, Varga, who was holding a revolver, saw Connor injuring Kalarov with a mental attack. An unconcealable joy suddenly appeared on her delicate face. She secretly looked at Connor with a questioning gaze.
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