Seeing that he could not shake off Connor and that he would be caught up sooner or later, Tussam hesitated for a moment. After a few seconds, a ruthless glint flashed across his eyes. He stopped running and pulled the reins to stop the carriage. Then, Tussam stepped out of the carriage and looked deeply at Connor who was chasing after him.
Seeing that Tussam had stopped running, Connor, who had caught up, stopped about ten meters away from Tussam and confronted him.
"Connor Ferguson, I think you should understand that it was the first time we met in the swamp that day. There was no hatred or conflict of interest between us. I didn't want to kill you. Old Victor was the mastermind behind it. I was just following orders!" Connor Ferguson said with a smile. "That's right, Connor Ferguson.
"And that day in the swamp, although you and I fought, you escaped unscathed. On the other hand, I lost four of my men and almost fell into your formation. No matter how you look at it, you didn't lose out, right? You don't have to fight to the death with me. "Looking at Connor, Tussam's expression was calm as he spoke slowly. Although his voice was neither servile nor overbearing, the injuries on his body and the Secret Society chasing after him made Tussam's words more or less show of weakness.
Although he wanted to go up and kill Tussam immediately to make him pay the price, in order to know more about Varga, Connor suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "Where is Varga?"
Seeing that Connor did not answer his question and asked Varga instead, Tussam felt that he seemed to have misunderstood Connor's purpose.
After discovering that Connor had chased after him, Tussam unexpectedly thought that Old Victor had found Connor in order to kill him. Therefore, he intended to tell Connor about the pros and cons of all this. He wanted to tell him that all this was Old Victor's doing and that he was just doing his job. It had nothing to do with him, so Old Victor shouldn't put the blame on him!
However, Connor's question of "where is Varga?" made Tussam realize that Connor might not be chasing after him for Old Victor, but Varga!
"What is the relationship between the two of you?" Just like Connor, Tussam did not directly answer Connor's question. Instead, he asked Connor a question. In the selfish Sorcerer World, if a Sorcerer would chase after another Sorcerer for the sake of another Sorcerer, either the two of them had a very deep relationship, or the two of them had interests involved!
"I'll ask you again. Where is Varga?" Connor's gaze became colder and colder. With a flip of his wrist, the Castilla Staff appeared in his hand.
Seeing the Castiya Magic Circle in Connor's hand, Tussam, who had tasted the power of the Castiya Magic Staff in the swamp, suddenly froze. After hesitating for a while, he seemed to succumb to Connor's threat and slowly said, "Valga is …" "Go to hell!
Without any warning, Tussam suddenly roared and quickly took out a black crystal ball with many mysterious patterns on its surface from his space ring and threw it at Connor. After doing all this, Tussam directly turned back to the carriage and urged it to move forward. He seemed to be very confident in the black crystal ball that he threw out.
After hearing Connor's two consecutive questions, Tussam was even more certain that Connor was here for Varga. Tussam, who originally wanted to persuade Connor to go back to Old Victor, immediately gave up the idea. Although he did not catch Varga and let Varga escape to Senxi Villa, it was an indisputable fact that he had severely injured Varga. If Connor was really here for Varga, he would never let Tussam go. Since that was the case, there was nothing more to say. They could only fight!
Although Tussam's black crystal ball was fast, Connor was not unprepared. He squinted his eyes and a murderous look appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand, and an Abyss Chain went straight to the black crystal ball. The black crystal ball was accurately intercepted ten meters away from him!
"Bang!"
Facing the powerful interception of the Abyss Chain, the black crystal ball seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow. It was directly smashed by the Abyss Chain, and a thick stench of black gas spread in all directions. What was more frightening was that wherever the black gas passed, whether it was flowers or trees that had grown for hundreds of years, everything withered in an instant. It was a horrifying sight.
As if sensing something from the black gas, Connor frowned slightly. With a thought, the Castilla Staff in his hand suddenly lit up slightly. Then, a blue-black barrier instantly surrounded Connor, blocking the black gas that leaked out from the crystal ball.
Although the black gas was terrifying, it was naturally not enough to deal with the amazing defensive power of the Castilla barrier. Connor observed carefully and found that as long as he stayed quietly in the barrier for a minute, the black gas would naturally dissipate and would not have any effect on him. However, Connor was also very clear that Tussam, who threw the black crystal ball, did not expect it to hurt him at all. What he wanted was nothing more than to use this evil black gas to temporarily trap him and buy time for him to escape so that he could shake off his pursuit!
Glancing at the black gas outside his barrier, a disdainful sneer appeared on Connor's angular face. Tussam was really at his wit's end. He wanted to rely on this black gas to get rid of him? What wishful thinking!
"Dikmas … Udinette … Penzinibbio …"
Connor, who was in the barrier, began to chant an ancient and obscure spell. His hands were also in front of his chest, making a series of gestures towards the barrier of Castilla. As Connor cast his spells, the blue-black light on the barrier of Castilla suddenly increased. Seeing this, Connor's eyes turned cold. He pointed in front of him, and then moved forward quickly. The barrier of Castilla remained in front of Connor, protecting him from the black gas.
Connor's speed was very fast. Under the protection of the barrier of Castilla, he rushed out of the area covered by the black gas in just a few seconds. However, at this time, Tussam and his carriage had disappeared without a trace in the boundless wilderness. Only the ruts on the dirt road clearly showed the direction of Tussam's carriage …
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