Closing his eyes, Connor scanned the surroundings with his psychic power, but found nothing. Seeing that his efforts were futile, he turned to look at the tracks left by Tussam's carriage on the ground. After some observation, there was no anger or impatience in his eyes for losing Tussam. On the contrary, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. Without any hesitation, Connor chased after Tussam in the opposite direction of the tracks.
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"Hang in there! There's a small village ahead. I'm sure I can get a carriage from there! "
Tussam, who was running forward in the forest, comforted himself over and over again, trying to numb himself in an attempt to relieve his physical pain. At this time, Tussam's face was morbidly pale, and bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his forehead from time to time. The injuries caused by the Secret Society's pursuit last night, although he had meditated and taken healing potions last night, they could only delay the outbreak of the injuries, not cure them completely.
Now that Connor was chasing after him, he had no choice but to run as fast as he could to avoid Connor's pursuit. This inevitably caused his injuries to relapse again. Even so, Tussam still dared not relax. He knew very well that with Connor Ferguson's strength, the black crystal ball would not be able to stop him for long.
Therefore, he deliberately let Connor see him getting into the carriage, so that Connor would mistakenly think that he was driving the carriage to escape. In fact, he had given up on the Kalarov carriage and walked in the direction of Tunguska City. As for the empty carriage, he slapped the horse's buttocks hard and let the horse pull it to a position opposite of Tunguska City.
If Connor fell for his trick and chased after the carriage along the tracks, everything would be fine. Tussam would be very lucky to have more time to escape, but just in case, his trick did not fool Connor. Therefore, Tussam had to reach the nearest Tunguska City as soon as possible and get on the train. Only then could he be truly safe and completely get rid of Connor and the Secret Society!
Although Tussam's willpower was very strong, the physical pain and fatigue inevitably slowed down Tussam's speed. Just as Tussam was feeling more and more tired, he suddenly found that the damn black figure was flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. At this speed, the black robe would arrive in front of him in less than a minute.
Sensing Connor's reappearance, Tussam suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. A few seconds later, Tussam, who had lost all hope, regained his senses. A bitter smile appeared on his pale face. He shook his head and did not continue running. Instead, he sat down on a nearby rock, as if waiting for Connor's arrival!
Now that Connor had caught up with him, Tussam knew that in his current physical condition, there was no point in continuing to run, other than wasting energy and stamina. If Connor Ferguson really wanted to kill him, he might as well fight it out with Connor Ferguson. Even if he had to die, he, Tussam, would leave a mark on Connor Ferguson, this noble young master!
Thirty seconds later, Connor appeared in front of Tussam. He looked at Tussam's pale face, which was sitting on the rock. When they first met, perhaps Tussam hid it very well, Connor did not see anything wrong with him. But now, Connor realized that Tussam's current physical condition was definitely not optimistic. He must have been seriously injured. No wonder he hurriedly threw a black crystal ball and ran away. He did not dare to fight head-on with Connor. It turned out that he was injured!
Tussam, who was sitting on the rock, met Connor's scrutinizing gaze without any intention of avoiding it. It was as if he was telling Connor that he did not mind letting him know that he was injured.
"Connor Ferguson, I don't know what your relationship with Doctor Varga is, but Doctor Varga should be with that old man Victor now!" Tussam looked deeply into Connor's eyes and deliberately said.
Although Tussam had given up on his plan to escape, this did not mean that he did not want to live anymore. In the dozens of seconds that passed while waiting for Connor's arrival, Tussam's desire for life did not stop him from thinking. He wanted to live, so he had to divert Connor's anger to old Victor. Only in this way would there be a chance that Connor would let him go.
Seeing that Tussam actually took the initiative to speak, Connor's eyes flickered a few times, and then he calmly asked, "Do you have the Energy Purifying Potion?"
Hearing the words "Energy Purifying Potion" from Connor's mouth, Tussam seemed to have realized something. His expression changed slightly, and then he bitterly said to Connor, "It seems that my two men did not come to Kevin Town because they were killed by you, Connor Ferguson?"
"That's right! Did you get the Energy Purifying Potion from Varga? " Connor nodded and did not deny that he killed Matthew and Charles. He then asked Tussam again. Varga did not appear by Tussam's side, so in Connor's eyes, whether Tussam got the Energy Purifying Potion from Varga would be an important basis for determining whether Varga was still alive.
"Connor Ferguson, since you already know about the Energy Purifying Potion, then I won't beat around the bush with you. Yes, I admit that I looked for Doctor Varga for the Energy Purifying Potion. I don't deny this, but after Doctor Varga told me about the true effect of the Energy Purifying Potion, I didn't think of getting it anymore!" Tussam said as he spread his hands. At this time, his expression was very sincere and did not seem to be fake at all.
Seeing Tussam like this, Connor's eyes and expression still did not change in the slightest, and he continued to say, "You killed Varga!" Connor asked this very carefully. Although this sentence seemed like a question, in fact, Connor used it as a statement, as if he was certain that Varga had died at Tussam's hands. This was a small test for Tussam to see if he could get something useful from Tussam's mouth!
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