Probing 2

Lin Sheng was quite satisfied.

Not to mention the bald man, that youngster who used throwing knives clearly had excellent talent. He had come close to breaking through the ninety-nine layers of defensive spells Lin Sheng had set up.

Yes, among the construct Arcane Floating Cannons he had deployed in advance, ten sets were specifically for defense.

Each set of Floating Cannons had fifty fourth-level defensive spells inscribed on them. The price was their increased size and energy consumption.

So Lin Sheng generally did not use them casually. After all, recharging them was quite a lengthy process.

A single burst required several days of recharging. Even with the more advanced elemental gathering array Lin Sheng now possessed, he could not speed it up any further.

Still, although the new Floating Cannons were a little larger, adding a few invisibility spells made them acceptable.

As he looked at the two top assassin prodigies who had walked right into his trap—

Lin Sheng felt like an old farmer who had worked diligently to harvest his melon field, gazing at two ripe, plump watermelons with immense delight.

"The season of harvest has arrived," he murmured, stroking Henry's perfectly round bald head.

He was a dignified fourth-level mage, a powerful construct mage guarded by at least twenty sets of Arcane Floating Cannons. His body had also been enhanced with numerous innate abilities, innate spells, and bloodlines.

The combat power he could unleash was beyond measure.

Yet he had continued to hide himself, pretending to be incomparably weak.

What was it for? Was it not precisely to lure people into walking into his trap?

Ten minutes later.

Inside a simple illusion array.

Lin Sheng looked at the two assassin prodigies lying side by side on the ground under the Human Control Spell.

Six Arcane Floating