Count of Wizards

Seeing the light coming from the glass windows in the house, and sweeping the closed door, Connor, who was extremely pale, hesitated whether to kick the door open.

Connor ignored a problem. He is now injured by a gunshot wound. Although he drank the blue potion given by Varga, the gunshot wound on his body was temporarily suppressed, but he was injured after all, and his speed naturally cannot be as fast as normal. It was more time-consuming, and most importantly, in order to deceive others, Connor did not dare to take a public carriage, so after half an hour's journey, Connor tried his best and finally spent 40 minutes to reach Varga's residence.

These 40 minutes plus the ten minutes it took to clean up the scene just now, that is to say, there are only ten minutes left before the chip predicts that the energy of the blue potion is exhausted, and Connor's injury will recur. Connor can already feel it. The gunshot wound on his chest was getting more and more painful, and it seemed that the injury would explode again in the next second!

Who are you? Just when Connor was about to kick open the door, Varga's slightly trembling voice came from inside the door.

Hearing this voice, Connor was immediately very pleasantly surprised, and blurted out without hesitation; Varga, I'm Connor Ferguson, open the door!

Crack!

As the door opened, Varga, who was petite and holding a kitchen knife, suddenly exclaimed: Connor, what's wrong with you? Your chest is bleeding!

It's okay, it's okay, let me in! The signs of a gunshot wound in the chest became more and more obvious, and wave after wave of pain hit Connor's nerves. Beads of sweat had already appeared on Connor's forehead. Even Connor's consciousness had some hallucinations, and now Connor is relying on his own willpower to resist the invasion of pain.

Seeing that Connor was seriously injured, Varga quickly threw aside the kitchen knife he used for self-defense, and stepped forward to support Connor.

Varga, I got a gunshot wound on my left chest... Please help me deal with it for a while... Connor said intermittently, in a flustered voice:

Connor, hold on! I'll take you to the hospital right now. Varga's little face turned pale with nervousness, and tears glistened in his beautiful eyes.

Didi Didi! Urgent! It is estimated that the gunshot wound to the main body will recur in ten seconds, and the main body will fall into a coma in fifteen seconds! In Connor's mind, the auxiliary chip gave the final warning.

Little fool, listen to me and don't interrupt me! I can't go to the hospital, just do your best here with you, even if I die, it's my fate, no wonder others, remember to keep it secret! Don't call the police Or the church! Feeling that the hallucinations in front of him were getting bigger and bigger, Connor felt ruthless, and bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, in exchange for the last clarity, and before Varga could hear clearly, Connor breathed a sigh of relief All said and done.

As soon as Connor finished speaking, within a second, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground. The last image in his consciousness was the pathetic scream of the petite Varga beside him:

No!

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Next to Greene University, Villa Reyes

What? Connor Ferguson is gone? Reyes, who was dressed in a gorgeous black robe in the study, had long since lost that gentle smile. He frowned and asked the old Victor standing in front of him sharply.

Professor, I'm sorry, it's Victor who is not doing well, please punish him. Hearing the unkindness in Professor Reyes' tone, old Victor felt a chill running up his back, and quickly lowered his head.

Tell me about it! Tapping his fingers on the desk, Reyes said in a deep voice:

Yes! Professor, things were going smoothly. Connor decisively killed that bastard Joseph, but just when I was about to let him deal with Joseph and his wife, three Storm Churches suddenly came to Joseph's house. The arbitrator is a high-level apprentice and two intermediate apprentices. In order not to expose Connor's identity, I let him take advantage of the chaos and go first. I will deal with the three arbitrators, including a senior apprentice. The two arbitrators, but let the other arbitrator run away... Wiping the cold sweat off his head, the old Victor said in a straightforward manner:

After listening to old Victor's words, Reyes was silent for a while before continuing: Have Bisping and his staff settled down?

Seeing that Professor Reyes changed the question and did not continue to dwell on Connor, old Victor's tense heart slowly fell, and he said without thinking: Professor, Mr. Bisping and Mr. Bisping His manpower has all been settled on that opponent, and the weapons have also been transported, and now he can act at any time!

Very good, old Victor. From now on, I will personally control the affairs of Bisping. Victor, you withdraw and search for Connor Ferguson with all your might. Old Victor do this well! Don't let me down! Professor Reyes stared at the little old man in front of him, and said lightly:

Although Professor Reyes' tone was very calm without any intention of getting angry, the old Victor, who was very familiar with Reyes's behavior, just fell to the ground, but immediately raised it again. He took a deep breath and said firmly : Professor, don't worry, Victor will definitely find Connor!

Nodding, Reyes didn't speak, and waved his hand, indicating that Victor could leave.

When old Victor bowed and left, Reyes pondered for a while, and suddenly a white light flashed in his hand, and a crystal clear crystal card appeared in his hand.

After carefully playing with the crystal card in his palm for a while, Reyes slowly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, Card of Destiny from Byzantium, tell me if Connor Ferguson is still alive?

As soon as Reyes finished speaking, the crystal card he called the card of destiny from Byzantium in his hand burst into brilliant light.

When the light faded away, a lifelike bird with golden feathers and crimson feathers appeared on the card, resembling a giant eagle.

Seeing the appearance of the divine bird on the jade card, Reyes drew a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: Phoenix? It seems that this little guy like Connor should be surprised. safe

After getting good news from the card of destiny, Reyes did not stop there, but hesitated for a while, and said solemnly again: The card of destiny from Byzantium, tell me that Bisping will Will the...will it succeed?