Connor was very excited by his idea. To be honest, it was not difficult to lure Živkovychi out of the wooden house. After all, Živkovychi's mission in the wooden stockade was to protect the Golovin Tribe and prevent accidents from happening. Connor only needed to create some accidents, and he believed that he could easily lure him out.
Execution had always been Connor's strong suit. After he had a plan in mind, Connor immediately took action. He quietly piled up some burning kerosene around the wooden stockade. After doing this, he looked at Živkovychi, who found nothing in the wooden house and was still frowning in thought. A faint smile appeared on Connor's face. In the next second, Connor had a thought, and the kerosene he placed around the wooden stockade all began to burn. The wooden stockade immediately turned into a sea of fire.
"Where did the fire come from?"
"Use water element spells to put out the fire!"
"It won't work! This fire is very strange. My Ice Rain Spell has no effect on it at all! "
"Go find the Great Elder!"
… …
… …
In front of the raging fire, the Golovin Tribe was suddenly in a mess. Some Wizards tried to extinguish the fire with spells, but to no avail. They immediately wanted to find Živkovychi, their backbone. Unfortunately, all the roads leading to Živkovychi's wooden house had been blocked by Connor with kerosene. Now, all the roads were burning fiercely, and no one could pass through them.
Perhaps he was thinking too hard in the wooden house and did not notice the fire, or perhaps he thought that his tribesmen could handle the current fire. In short, Živkovychi, who was in the wooden house, did not walk out of the wooden house to check on the fire like Connor had expected. Instead, he was a full minute late before he realized that the fire had broken out in the wooden stockade.
Frowning, he walked out of the wooden house with the help of his cold iron cane.
Hiding behind a wooden stake outside the wooden house, Connor held his breath and watched Živkovychi walk out of the wooden house step by step. Even though Connor was used to big scenes, he could not help but feel a little nervous at this moment.
Ka! Ka!
As Živkovychi's feet stepped out of the wooden house, Connor was suddenly energized. In a moment of excitement, a trace of his aura leaked out, and Živkovychi, who had just walked out of the wooden house, sensed it. The old man was instantly alert, and shouted in the direction of the wooden stake where Connor was, "Who is it? Get out here! "
Although in a moment of excitement, his position was discovered by Živkovychi, Connor Ferguson, who was holding the silver crown pendant, did not really care about this. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and a mental storm strengthened by the mental strength of the silver pendant was instantly released towards Živkovychi.
Although he had been tricked by Connor's mental storm a few hours ago, only a few hours had passed. Živkovychi, who had just discovered Connor's position, still did not have a good way to defend himself against the mental storm. Instantly, he was hit by the mental storm again.
"Ah!"
Živkovychi, whose Spirit Ocean had suffered a heavy blow, let out a painful groan. His old face was also distorted from the pain. He used all his strength to support himself with the cold iron cane in his hand, and barely managed to not fall to the ground.
Although this powerful mental storm had beaten up Živkovychi, it had also taken quite a toll on Connor. Connor's Spirit Ocean was also faintly aching, and he would not be able to use mental attacks to attack others for a period of time.
After taking a deep breath, Connor quickly recovered. Then, he chanted an incantation and condensed the Spear of the Underworld King, which he shot towards Živkovychi's heart. As the saying goes, take the enemy's life when they're down. Now was the best time for Connor Ferguson to beat up Živkovychi, this dog who had fallen into the water!
Although the Spear of the Underworld King was swift and fierce, Živkovychi had also recovered from the pain of the mental storm. Facing the Spear of the Underworld King, which was aimed at his heart, he propped himself up and used the cold iron cane in his hand to block the blow.
Bang!
It was unknown what kind of magic item the cold iron cane was, but it actually blocked the Spear of the Underworld King for Živkovychi.
The Spear of the Underworld King had protected the old man's heart. Although his life was not in danger for the time being, the powerful impact of the Spear of the Underworld King still made Živkovychi, who had not recovered from the mental storm, wobble, and looked like he could fall to the ground at any time.
"You one-eyed dragon, you actually came back to kill me?"
The release of the two spells, Mental Storm and Underworld King's Spear, exposed Connor to Živkovychi's vision. Looking at the red-haired one-eyed dragon, who he had just fought with a few hours ago, Živkovychi was extremely shocked. He clearly remembered that he had summoned the level-4 magical beast, the Giant Golden Eagle, which the Golovin Tribe had worshipped for generations, to chase after this guy …
The rank 4 Giant Golden Eagle was something that the Golovin tribe had to offer large amounts of blood every year in order to be able to consecrate it. Though the price of consecration was huge, the Giant Golden Eagle's power was also extraordinary. Previously, any rank 1 Magus that was targeted by it would be considered lucky if they were seriously injured and bedridden. How could they be like this red-haired, one-eyed man, who could come back and ambush him?
Looking at the look of disbelief on Zhivkovic's face, Connor, who was still disguised as the red-haired one-eyed man, couldn't help but recall the miserable situation where he was chased by that damned beast, the Golden Eagle, to the point where he had nowhere to run. He looked at Zhivkovic with a hint of viciousness in his eyes and said coldly, "Don't worry, Zhivkovic.
"Živkovychi, you old bastard, you didn't expect this, did you? If you had admitted defeat at that time, I would have let you go, but you bastard, you just had to find that damned beast to chase after me. Now, everything is your own fault. Now, go to hell! " As soon as he finished speaking, Connor acted as if he was going to continue attacking, as if he wanted to kill Živkovychi.
Seeing Connor's posture, Živkovychi did not know if he was feigning to buy time for himself, or if he was really afraid that Connor would kill him, but when he saw that Connor was about to attack again, he decisively begged for mercy and said, "I admit defeat. As long as you let me live, I will give you benefits that you can never imagine!"
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