Chapter 511

The medicine that Varga gave to little baldness seems to have a very good effect. It took only a few minutes. Little baldness, who had been bleeding from seven orifices, stopped bleeding. His face became extremely ferocious because of pain and became calm.

Looking at the weak little baldness, his eyes are still full of resentment and hatred. I don't know why Connor, who knows that little baldness has only three months to live, doesn't mind so much. He shrugs and says to little baldness, "you could have accepted all this in a smart way, but you have to choose the worst option, So, there's no way. All I can do is respect your own choice! "

For Connor's statement, just a little calm baldness, seems to be very sniffy, he said to Connor with a intermittent sneer: "even if I promise you everything, will you let me go in the end?"

When he heard little baldness's reply, Connor fell into silence. He had to admit that little baldness had a point. The matter of flying potion is very important. Once it's exposed, it's not something that Connor and Varga, two apprentices of wizard and martial arts, can bear. Little baldness's trial of flying potion is successful, and Varga's flight potion made according to the classics is really effective, So in order to prevent the leakage of information, Connor will also kill little baldness.

If the trial of flight medicine for baldness is not successful, Connor will certainly kill baldness because he does not want to let people know that he and Varga are working on the flight medicine. In a word, no matter whether the trial is successful or not, he will die in Connor's hands. There is no turning around for this result.

"Come on, what do you want me to do when you take me out of the storm church?" Maybe he has known his situation clearly. Although the hatred and resentment in his eyes are still the same, he is not struggling, and even shows a certain degree of relief.

Connor stretched out his hand to Warga beside him. Warga immediately understood and sent the bottle of pink flying potion, which she had made, to Connor's hand.

This little bald man doesn't look like a fool. Seeing the medicine on Connor's hand, a clear color appeared on his handsome face. He said quietly: "so you want me to test the medicine for you!"

At this point, we had already seen the end of our plan. Connor was too lazy to lie. He said to the little bald man, "yes, it's a medicine, which is very expensive. We don't dare to take it easily, so we need someone to try it instead of us."

After looking at the pink flying potion, he took a look at Connor. Little bald man thought for a moment and asked Connor calmly, "what's the effect of the potion?"

"Flying! Like a regular wizard This time, without any hesitation, Connor told little baldness the answer, and then he continued: "we spent a lot of energy and material resources. According to the flight potion made in Byzantine pharmacy, I think you can choose to have a try. Not every wizard has the opportunity you have now!"

Hearing the name of "flying potion" coming out of Connor's mouth, the little bald man who knew he was going to die had a brilliant look in his eyes. The whole person looked at the flying potion in Connor's hand and was eager to try it. It seemed that he was also very interested in flying Potion.

Although Connor was not surprised to feel little bald's interest in his own potion, he knew very well how tempting it was for a wizard apprentice to be able to fly. When he broke through to become a high-level wizard apprentice and began to be qualified to refine Flying Magic items, little bald's appearance was not so bad now, But for the eager little baldness, Connor was on guard.

In Connor's opinion, although the cultivation of little baldness is very low, there is a big gap between a junior wizard apprentice and a senior wizard apprentice. However, little baldness is very brave, and his bones are also very hard. He tortures him as he did before. Ordinary people can't bear it for a long time, so they kneel down and beg for mercy, But this guy has been fighting against himself. He has never mentioned a word to himself. With this backbone, Connor thinks highly of this little bald man.

From the various actions he tried to get rid of the arbiter before he was bald, he was not a fool. On the contrary, he was a very smart guy. He should know very well that with his recent injury, he must have taken some medicine to overdraw his vitality, and he won't live long, In this case, with his baldness, he should hate himself more, hate himself more, and do not cooperate with his behavior, rather than move with a touch of compromise like now.

Think of here, Connor's eyes secretly narrowed up, little bald now do, Connor think he must be doing something with himself!

"Flying potion, is it precious? This is all you have? " After observing the flying potion in Connor's hand for a while, baldness pretended to be careless and extended his hand to Connor, as if to have a close look at the potion.Hearing little baldness's question of "only this bottle", Connor, who was already wary of little baldness, immediately understood what little baldness was trying to do. He smiled and shook his head at little baldness. Then he became mentally active. Little baldness's face immediately changed, but it couldn't stop Connor's action. Little baldness just stretched out his hands and feet, He collapsed on the floor tile of the room with a big character and recovered his mana. He tried his best to get rid of Connor's control, but his struggle was futile. Under the absolute pressure of Connor's mental power, he couldn't move at all.

"Do you have any requirements for taking this medicine?" After all this, Connor didn't care about his baldness and asked Varga directly:

Although he was puzzled by Connor's action, when he heard Connor's question, valga nodded and said in a soft voice, "nothing else. Just drink it and digest it with mana."

When he heard the conversation between Connor and Varga, he immediately understood what Connor was going to do. A touch of despair appeared in his eyes. He stopped struggling and his face was full of determination. It seemed that he had made up his mind, but he didn't have time to do anything, He was driven by some force, so he couldn't help opening his mouth and closing it any more. he was a man driven by some force