Count of Wizards

Chapter 113: Hands-on (two)

"I know what to do, you don't need you to teach me how to do things! Don't forget, Christant just asked you to assist me!" Philo preached coldly, and Philo just ignored Milik. , Got up and walked to rest under another olive tree a few meters away on the left.

Seeing that Philo had not left his sight and had accepted the task of monitoring Philo, Milik suppressed the urge to do something in his heart and closed his eyes again to meditate to recover.

Watching Milik meditate and Philo sitting under another olive tree, he sighed slightly in his heart. He knew that the one that should come is finally here...

Regardless of whether he can find the ruins related to Reyes, the Storm Church represented by Milik has decided to take action against him. Knowing this action, the Storm Church will change his assistant from Van der Beck. When he became the **** of Milik, the experienced Philo had a hunch that the Storm Church would have to do something with him, so he would ask Connor for those things just in case.

Although it was Philo who was prepared for the worst situation, because he just arranged a new partner for himself instead of doing it directly, in Philo's heart, he still held the last glimmer of hope. I hope this person's adjustment of accounts is just a coincidence.

After all, although Philo already knew that he had been manipulated by the Storm Church, and he also prepared a demon blood puppet to deal with it, but when he thought of the extremely precious demon blood puppet, which can be called his last card, he should be used for this purpose. , Philo is a bit sad and tricky...

Philo and Milik, who had a trace of hope in their hearts, walked this way, feeling Milik’s attitude towards him. The hope in Philo’s heart was gradually disappearing. Until now, he finally recognized the reality and knew that the Storm Church would kill him. It is inevitable.

Now that he recognizes the reality clearly, Philo, the dark wizard who has practiced blood witchcraft, is naturally not a good stubble. A fierce light flashes in his eyes, and he quickly makes a decision in his heart, not like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. , Passively waiting for Milik to do something to himself, it would be better to strike first, and hit Milik by surprise. If you are lucky, kill Milik, this **** is not impossible!

Philo, who had settled his thoughts, quietly took out a palm-sized, pitted, broken wood block from the space ring. This was when he and Connor Ferguson quietly connected in the bookstore that day, Connor left it to The only alchemy bomb in his black package.

After leaving the bookstore and returning to his residence, Philo began to count the contents of the black package Connor gave him. He was surprised when he first saw this broken piece of wood, if not for him later Holding this thing in his hand and carefully inspecting it at close range, he couldn't believe it. This chopstick that looked like a broken wooden chopstick from someone who built a house turned out to be one, enough to blow up a tall building. Alchemy bomb.

For Connor, he made an alchemy bomb into a shattered wooden block. With this strange shape, Philo was a little bit dumbfounded, but what he didn't know was the shattered wooden block-style alchemy bomb Connor gave him. , Whether it is the appearance or the internal structure, Connor has spent a lot of energy before deliberately arranging it!

Connor knows exactly what Philo is going to do with this alchemy bomb, and what the Storm Church will react after it is done, so in order to be able to trace the source of the alchemy bomb in the Storm Church, he should disassociate himself from Philo and protect himself and Ferguson. The family is not implicated. Connor did not use the metal brick-style alchemy bomb he was most proficient and adept at to make for Philo.

It is to imitate the alchemy techniques and habit of the dark wizard Henderson, another master of refining alchemy bombs in the wizarding world. Made this shattered wood block-style alchemy bomb for Philo, so that even if the alchemy bomb exploded and the Storm Church traced it down, it would only be found on Henderson’s hapless body. He Connor Ferguson.

Philo, who didn’t know Connor’s thoughts, quietly hid the alchemy bomb that looked like a broken piece of wood under the olive tree. In his plan, Connor gave him the alchemy bomb. It is said to occupy a very critical position and determine the success or failure of things!

Philo, who had hidden the alchemy bomb, quietly observed. Milik who was not far behind, saw that he didn't seem to notice anything strange, a look of contempt appeared in Philo's eyes covered by his gray cloak. No matter how fierce this fellow is, you still can't find anything?

After completing the first step of the plan, Philo started the second step of his plan again~lightnovelpub.net~ He pretended to meditate, and a faint red gas like blood mist emerged from his body. .

Feeling the red gas rising from Philo's body, Milik, who hated the black wizard and black magic, was still in the state of cultivation even though he opened his eyes to observe, but there was a touch of it on his face. Very obvious disgust.

Noting the change in Milik’s expression, Philo gave a sneer in his heart, and did not pay attention to Milik. He continued his own practice. As he practiced, his face seemed to become more and more red, but the red rose above him. Under the cover of the fog, Milik did not notice the change of Filo, and after waiting for a minute, he began to vaguely perceive the energy fluctuations emerging from Filo, and opened his eyes to look at Filo in doubt. At the time, the flushing on Philo's face had disappeared, and his expression had returned to normal.

Seeing the suspicious energy fluctuations from Filo's body, and the energy fluctuations disappeared, Milik's eyes suddenly closed, and he looked at Filo concealedly. He had realized that Filo might be here now. What tricks to play with him, but what exactly is this trick, he still needs to observe and observe...

For a time, Philo and Milik, who were both concealed with ghosts, were very tacit and silent. For a time, the atmosphere of the tension between the two became strangely quiet.

Such a quiet atmosphere naturally did not last long. As Philo gradually got ready for hands-on, he who had already decided to act first, he was not patience. He pretended to wake up from his cultivation, and seemed to be conscious of the surrounding environment. I noticed something, pointed to a wood on the left, and said to Milik: "There is movement in the woods, I will go and see!"