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Chapter 549

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After treating the wound on his wrist, Connor turned his attention back to the cube crystal, which had become extremely strange because of his blood. At this moment, there was a touch of excitement in his eyes. Connor made a gesture with his hands and began to chant an ancient and obscure spell.

As Connor chanted the spell, the cube crystal, which was originally indestructible and didn't change much after being hit by Connor's steel hammer, began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the spell had worked, Connor's expression suddenly became excited. What he had thought was right, and what he had done was also right. The word "blood" on the letter really referred to the bloodline of the Ferguson family, which was his, Connor Ferguson's, blood.

Connor's eyes focused on the cube crystal. After spending so much effort, he had to see what was hidden in the cube crystal as soon as possible.

After melting for about ten seconds, a touch of red appeared in the core of the cube crystal in Connor's sight. Pleasantly surprised and excited, Connor continued to chant the spell, trying to get a closer look at this touch of red. However, no matter how hard Connor chanted the spell, the cube crystal didn't move at all. It stopped melting.

Seeing that the spell didn't work, Connor frowned slightly. He hesitated for a while and then stopped chanting. At this moment, because more than half of the cube had melted, it could no longer be called a cube. It had become a crystal ball about the size of a football.

In this crystal ball, one could clearly see a scarlet color. However, if one wanted to see clearly what this scarlet color was, it was impossible to do so with the naked eye.

After observing it carefully for a while, Connor took out his magnifying glass from the space ring. Since he couldn't see it clearly with the naked eye, he could only use tools. Soon, with the help of his spiritual power and the magnifying glass, Connor saw what the touch of red was. It seemed to be a gem, a scarlet gem that was as bright as fire.

Fire? Selta Sect?

Thinking of this, Connor suddenly understood. If he remembered correctly, the evil god Selta that the Selta Sect believed in controlled fire. Therefore, most of the wizards in the Selta Sect were fire wizards and had high attainments in everything related to fire. According to this inference, everything was clear. This scarlet gem was obtained from the Selta Sect by Stephen Ferguson, Ferguson's ancestor.

After putting the magnifying glass back into the space ring, Connor looked at the crystal ball in front of him and estimated for a while. Then, he released his innate spell, Abyss Chain, and cautiously hit the crystal ball.

"Bang!"

The moment the Abyss Chain touched the crystal ball, there was a muffled sound. However, there was not even a scratch on the surface of the crystal ball. Seeing this scene, although Connor had expected it, he still smiled bitterly. It seemed that if he wanted to get the scarlet gem in the crystal ball, he still needed the hint in Stephen Ferguson's letter.

The word "blood" referred to the bloodline of the Ferguson family that had broken the first layer of the Crystal Seal. Then, the word "soul" should refer to the soul of the Ferguson family. Could it break the second layer of the Crystal Seal?

If so, Connor's eyes showed a touch of worry. Others might not know, but he knew very well that his soul was not the original Connor Ferguson. He came from Earth! If the word "soul" really referred to the soul of the Ferguson family, then it was very likely that he would not be able to get past this hurdle. If he wanted to break the second layer of the Crystal Seal, he would have to find another way!

Just as Connor was thinking about how to break the crystal ball in front of him, another crystal ball the size of a fist in Connor's space ring flashed with a red light. This crystal ball was the accessory to the small bronze mirror that Connor had placed in the guest room of Ferguson's apartment. Its red light meant that the small bronze mirror had made a new discovery.

After discovering this, Connor immediately put aside his thoughts for the time being and took out the crystal ball from his space ring. He was really curious about the person who had installed a sensor in a trash can on the street to monitor his apartment. What did he look like?

Placing his palm on the flashing crystal ball, Connor sank his mind power into it. Immediately, the familiar scene of Lander Street in the Eastern District appeared in front of him. However, to his surprise, in the center of the image, near the trash can on the street, was not Alex Sandro or any other wizard of the Celta Sect as Connor had imagined. Judging from the uniform he was wearing, he seemed to be a … middle-aged male sanitation worker in his forties?

Looking at the sanitation worker who seemed to be cleaning the trash can, Connor was a little confused. It was not unusual for sanitation workers to clean trash cans on the street. On the contrary, it was something that was repeated on Lander Street every day. In fact, Connor was familiar with the sanitation worker in the image. He seemed to be the sanitation worker who was responsible for the sanitation of Lander Street.

However, for some reason, Connor finally felt that something was wrong with this image, which was supposed to be of no value. It seemed that an invisible hand was secretly manipulating everything!

Just as Connor began to ponder, the sanitation worker in the image seemed to have finished cleaning up the trash can. He turned around and put a garbage bag on a small cart beside him.

The moment the sanitation worker turned around, Connor, who had a clear view of the middle-aged sanitation worker's face, immediately understood why he always felt that something was wrong with this sanitation worker! The sanitation worker's eyes were dull and confused. He seemed to have no self-consciousness at all, like a puppet on a string! There was only one possibility for this situation, and that was that his soul was being controlled. He would do whatever the wizard in the dark gave him.

Realizing this, Connor's face became a little solemn. It was not easy for wizards to control the souls of ordinary people and make them do all kinds of things under their orders like puppets!

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