Count of Wizards

After searching the safe house for more than ten minutes, Connor still found nothing, and found nothing.

Connor frowned slightly, and ordered silently in his heart: "Chip, scan the current environment for me, and report to me if you find any abnormalities!"

"Drip! Follow the will of the subject and establish the task..." With a cold female voice in Connor's mind, the auxiliary chip started to work.

However, Connor, who was devoting himself to finding the abnormality in the safe house, didn't notice the complex look hidden under Varga's calm face behind him.

"Drip! After the scan, the chip found in the air in the area where the main body is located that there is a trace of resentful spirit mixed with dust in the air."

"There's a spirit of resentment in the dust?" Hearing the explanation given by the chip, Connor couldn't help but secretly frowned.

The so-called resentful spirit is a product of a life body full of resentment after death. In the mysterious side materials that Connor had read, there was such a passage to describe the resentful spirit. Full of resentment, not worthy of any trust!

After a little thought, Connor directly took out a set of alchemy preparations from his interspatial ring. Now that he has reached this point, he should simply figure out why there are wraiths in the dust here.

After placing the alchemy furnace, Connor fixed his eyes and chanted in a low voice. A black gaseous flame was generated out of thin air. After spinning around in the air, it suddenly turned into a black ball, covering some dust in the air. , Connor made a move with one hand, and the colored ball immediately fell into Connor's hands.

Glancing at the covered dust, Connor placed it in his alchemy furnace without any hesitation. He wanted to take a look, what happened to the wraith in the dust!

While controlling the temperature of his alchemy furnace, Connor carefully put a strand of his mental power into the alchemy furnace, observing the changes in the dust.

As the temperature in the alchemy furnace increased, the dust and impurities that Connor put into the furnace were refined one after another. To Connor's surprise, some red crystals appeared in the dust in the alchemy furnace. The powder, these red crystal powders, cannot be observed with the naked eye at all, and it is very difficult to spy on them even with mental power!

Because these red crystal powders are too tiny, Connor can't judge what they are from these red crystal powders at all, so Connor simply released his own black gas flames, capturing the dust in the air while refining.

After tossing and tossing for about three hours, Connor stopped alchemy. Looking at the red crystal powder the size of a grain of sand in his hand, he fell into deep thought. With the appearance of this red crystal dust, Connor really felt that the evil resentment around him suddenly increased a lot, but in a place a little far away from him, this feeling disappeared. Obviously the problem is Appeared above these red crystal dust.

Although he doesn't know what the red crystal powder is, this doesn't prevent him from guessing what the red crystal powder is... what effect it has...

As if confirming, Connor carefully took out a small paper bag from the space ring, opened the small paper bag, Connor glanced at the dark black powder in the paper bag, and then at the red crystal powder in his hand, The next second his hands were trembling with excitement.

"What is Connor?" Varga asked Connor with some doubts, she seemed to have no idea what Connor had been doing for the past few hours!

Hearing Varga's question, Connor hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is magic crystal powder. Varga, don't tell anyone what happened today!"

Hearing Connor's solemn tone, Varga nodded seriously.

Carefully closing the paper bag, he put the red crystal powder he refined into his space ring properly.

Although he put everything into the interspatial ring, Connor couldn't calm down for a long time. As an alchemist, the red crystal dust he extracted in the safe house and the crystal dust Margaret gave him He can judge the similarity of the magic crystal dust without the help of an auxiliary chip, and there must be a connection between the two!

If it wasn't for the fact that the red crystal dust he extracted was red, and it was full of the aura of the grievance spirit, and the energy seemed to be one-third less than the magic crystal dust in his hand, he was even sure that it was the magic crystal dust. Crystal dust.

Intuition told Connor that the red crystal dust lying quietly in his interspatial ring had an alchemy smell, and if this was the case, it meant that in the alchemy world, magic crystals could only be produced from magic crystal mines , this law cannot be artificially created, it will be completely shattered!

Regarding the red crystal dust in his hands, Connor has his own guess. These red crystal dust should have been secretly stored in this safe house, and these red crystal dust may pollute the surrounding environment due to their own characteristics. very big. If he wanted to conduct further research on the red crystal dust, Connor felt that he needed an alchemy laboratory with extremely comprehensive facilities! With his existing alchemy equipment, it is simply impossible to support the current research on red crystal dust!

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"Margaret, here is a new task for you!" In an ordinary apartment in the northern area of ​​Loen, a cold and beautiful woman with a frosty face handed a document to the person standing respectfully beside her. Margaret.

Margaret did not doubt that he was there, so she took the document and read it for a while, a look of horror appeared on the face of Qingguoqingcheng. She raised her head slightly and smiled bitterly and said to the cold and beautiful woman in front of her: "Sister Elena, is Ruen's situation already so critical?"

Hearing Margaret's address, this glamorous woman might be the youngest cardinal Elena in the history of the Church of Storms!

Elena shook her head with a smile at Margaret, and said softly: "This is to ask you to go to the next province to supervise the donations made by local wealthy businessmen to the church. What does it have to do with the situation in Loen?"

Hearing what Irina said, Margaret bit her red lips lightly, and said each word: "My sister is going to another province at this time, isn't it just to let me leave the troubled place of Loen? Vicky and Abidal, the two god-punchers, are both in Loen..."