Just when Connor realized that he was in a dilemma, he thought hard and thought about countermeasures. Deep in the underground palace outside the secret passage, there were bursts of black sand blowing, as if something was coming out of it········
At this time, Connor was concentrating on how to use alchemy bomb by using auxiliary chip calculation, Control the power of the alchemy bomb explosion, so that it can not only blow up the altar blocking the entrance of the secret passage, but also prevent the secret passage from collapsing. In addition, at this time, the underground palace greatly suppresses the mental power of conner. Therefore, at this time, he has no knowledge of the things deep in the underground palace.
After ten minutes of calculation, Connor, who got the latest answer given by the auxiliary chip, looked at the entrance of the secret passage blocked by the altar and sighed heavily. Even though his explosion plan has been optimized and modified for many times, it is only in the data simulation that there is a 57% probability that the entrance of the secret passage can be exploded, It doesn''t lead to underground collapse.
Although Connor has made great efforts to make this final possibility 200% higher than the initial one, the 57% probability still means that if Connor uses an alchemy bomb, he is gambling his life! Half the chance to get back to the ground alive, half the chance to be stuck on the ground forever.
Taking a deep breath, the depressed Connor''s eyes gradually firmed up and put his big hand on the space ring. When he was ready to take out the alchemy bomb from the space ring, Connor suddenly picked his eyebrows, as if he had found something. A touch of surprise appeared in his eyes. Immediately, he took out a black gem ring from the space ring, Input mana to it.
Although the mana in Connor''s body was not very abundant due to the injury, Connor spared no effort to inject mana into the ring in order to give full play to the power of the ring.
With the injection of Connor''s mana, the light of this black gem ring is getting brighter and brighter. More than ten seconds later, Marguerite''s intermittent voice came from this black gem space ring.
"Connor... Are you down there?"
With Margaret''s response, Connor''s look of joy can be said to be beyond words. Although he doesn''t understand why Marguerite is here at this time, the appearance of Marguerite at this time is absolutely a good thing for him who is in danger.
Connor, leaning on his body and slightly weak, said to the black gem ring in his hand, "yes, I''m trapped below. Margaret, do you have any way to let me out on the altar?"
"Good!"
After hearing Connor''s advice, Marguerite also felt the degree of crisis. She didn''t ask Connor how he fell under the altar. She just agreed to Connor''s request and began to check the altar
About three minutes later, Marguerite made a cursory inspection of the altar blocked in the entrance of the secret passage, Then he said again through the black gem ring: "Connor, the conventional method should not open this altar. I have an alchemy bomb in my hand that you gave me
Hearing Marguerite''s feedback, Connor, who had been somewhat disappointed, suddenly brightened up when he heard that Marguerite still had an alchemy bomb in her hand, Without hesitation, he immediately began to calculate the possibility of blasting the altar from the outside in the auxiliary chip.
Marguerite, after she finished her thought, saw Connor for nearly a minute and didn''t give a reply. She thought that something had happened to Connor below, and immediately turned to him in a hurry. Connor asked, "Connor! Connor Ferguson! How are you doing? "
Connor, who just got the auxiliary chip and gave the result, was very happy. Hearing Marguerite''s call, he immediately responded and said, "don''t worry, I''m ok! Margaret, can you see the center of the altar, 42 degrees northeast, three meters away
Marguerite, who was worried about Connor''s safety after listening to Connor''s words, was a little relieved. Then, as Connor''s words indicated, she searched for the location on the altar. Ten seconds later, Marguerite fixed her eyes on the altar, A stone step with a light triangle pattern was carved on it. She looked at it curiously. Marguerite asked Connor, "are you talking about a stone step with a triangle pattern on the altar?"
"Yes, that''s it! That position is the most vulnerable position of the whole altar. If you blow it open, I can come out! " Hearing that Marguerite had found the location, Connor recalled the location of the altar and said with certainty:
Hearing the target she found, she got Connor''s affirmation. Knowing the emergency, Margaret immediately started her action. She placed the alchemy bomb on the stone step and began to set up the alchemy bomb.At this time, Connor, who was waiting for Margaret to set up an alchemy bomb, suddenly felt that strange waves of energy appeared in the mysterious underground palace under the secret passage. When Connor released his mental energy and was ready to feel it carefully, without any warning, Connor''s head was again in great pain like being stabbed by a needle, Compared with the last headache dozens of minutes ago, the headache this time is even worse. Connor''s face is suffering from some severe pain because of this sharp pain.
Despite the pain, Connor clenched his teeth and refused to let himself cry out. He knew very well that Marguerite, who was setting up an alchemy bomb, was not an alchemist. Although he had taught her how to set up an alchemy bomb, it was the first time for Marguerite to set up an alchemy bomb herself.
If Marguerite is aware of her current dangerous situation, it will not help to set up an alchemy bomb. On the contrary, it will lead to her impatience and confusion in her mind. At that time, it is very likely that she will make mistakes in her busy life, instead of making big mistakes········
Connor, struggling with a pinprick headache, Hold the staff of castia tightly to make sure that even if something darned comes out of the underground palace, Connor can defend himself for the first time. Now for Connor, every second is as long as a year, but all he can do is to hope in his heart that Marguerite can move faste