Hearing this, both Castroville and the young man, Pastor, turned pale with fright. However, in the next second, the heads of Pastor and the Golovin Magus who had barged in all exploded. Red and white matter splattered on the ground, looking like three rotten watermelons.
Castroville had yet to figure out what had happened. He suddenly felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer. His vision turned black, and he fell to the ground.
At the same time, Connor, who was lying on the floor of the auction hall and pretending to have fainted, stood up. He had originally thought that after killing more than fifty Magi, the level-1 Magus of the Golovin Tribe, Živkovychi, would definitely appear and protect them. Therefore, he had not made a move and had been hiding, waiting for Živkovychi to appear so that he could ambush him.
However, after waiting for half a day, Connor had finally arrived. William had killed Odin, and Castroville had betrayed him and killed William to take everything for himself. However, Živkovychi had yet to appear.
Although he was surprised that Živkovychi had the guts to let Castroville, the second elder, take full control of a situation where the entire tribe might have been wiped out, his mental strength had yet to find any traces of other level-1 Magi in the wooden stronghold. This made Connor believe that this was an absurd and unbelievable fact.
Although Živkovychi had not come, Connor would not hold back. He used his mental strength to activate the clay jar he had prepared outside the wooden stronghold, releasing a greyish white smoke that engulfed the huge wooden stronghold. In the wooden building, Castroville, Pastor, and the Golovin Magus who had barged in later were all killed in one blow by a level-1 Magus. Two of them died on the spot, leaving only Castroville alive. Connor was curious as to why the Golovin Tribe had done this and what their motives were, so he needed someone to answer his questions. He was lucky enough to survive!
Looking at Castroville and the fifty or so space rings next to him, Connor's heart began to burn with excitement. Without a doubt, he was going to be rich. The wealth of the fifty or so Magi in the auction hall now belonged to Connor Ferguson alone.
Space items could not be stored in another space item, or else it would cause the space to become chaotic and collapse. Hence, Connor took out a cloth bag from the space ring and put the fifty or so space rings, as well as the space rings of Castroville and the other two, into the cloth bag. Then, he kept the cloth bag on his body. The fifteen thousand magic crystals that Varga needed to break through to become a level-1 Magus would have to be found in these space rings.
After doing all this, Connor shifted his gaze to Castroville, who was lying unconscious on the ground. If not for Connor deliberately controlling the power of his mind storm, this second elder of the Golovin tribe would have been blown up in the head by Connor, just like his two clansmen.
Of course, Castroville was only living for a while. When Connor's Spirit Assimilation technique obtained information that interested Connor, Castroville would follow in the footsteps of his two clansmen. The three of them would go to hell together, and they would be able to take care of each other. They definitely wouldn't be lonely!
With his palm on Castroville's head, Connor began to use his power of the mind to attack Castroville's Spirit Sea. Although Castroville's power of the mind was very strong among advanced Magi apprentices, it was still not enough to deal with a Spirit Magus like Connor!
In just a dozen seconds, the power of the mind that Castroville used to protect his Spirit Sea was completely destroyed by Connor. However, just as Connor was about to attack his Spirit Sea, Connor suddenly discovered that there was a very well-hidden restriction hidden in Castroville's Spirit Sea. This restriction had no other function except to transmit a signal to a distant place when someone tried to enter Castroville's Spirit Assimilation technique. At this time, the restriction had been triggered by Connor's Spirit Assimilation technique, and the signal had been transmitted five seconds ago.
Just as Connor was in a daze, thinking about where this signal was being transmitted to, his powerful Mind Power immediately discovered that there was a powerful existence deep underground. It was rising to the surface at an extremely fast speed and was speeding towards him.
Sensing all this, although Connor did not panic, his face immediately darkened. He glanced at Castroville, who was about to be soul-searched, and directly waved his hand to reunite him with his clansmen!
Although he did not know who the person was, it was obvious that Connor would not have the opportunity to soul-search Castroville. In this case, Castroville was of no value to Connor. A worthless Castroville would only end up dead in front of Connor!
After dealing with Castroville, Connor had obtained enough cultivation resources to support Varga's breakthrough. Originally, Connor did not intend to face this guy who had suddenly appeared, but he was too fast, and it was difficult for Connor to get rid of him. Therefore, Connor had no choice but to be prepared to face the enemy.
A few seconds later, Connor finally saw the man's face clearly. It was a tall and thin old man with a pair of bright eyes. He was holding a cold iron cane that didn't look very eye-catching, but it contained terrifying energy. Most importantly, the old man was a level-1 wizard, and the clothes he was wearing were very similar to the clothes of Castroville and the other wizards of the Golovin Tribe. Whether it was the style, details, or color, it was very similar to the clothes of Castroville and other wizards of the Golovin Tribe.
"Živkovychi!"
Looking at the old man's cultivation and clothes, Connor, who was a little annoyed, naturally thought of a name. He did not expect this old man to be hiding underground. No wonder Connor's power of the mind could not find any trace of him in the wooden stockade. Under the cover of such a deep layer of soil, it was impossible for Connor to discover him!
While Connor was sizing up Živkovychi, Živkovychi was also looking at the red-haired one-eyed man in front of him. He did not know who this red-haired one-eyed man was, but he did not hide his cultivation at all!
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