Cataclysmic Transformation

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Aunt Susan saluted and turned away.

After the inspection, Father Aryan took out a white handkerchief from his arms, wiped his hands, and threw it on the ground. At this moment, a papal guard quickly ran and said a few words in Aryan's ear. [Search for the latest updates at

Aryan heard that his face was heavy, and he said lightly, "I know ..."

He turned around and stared at the big housekeeper, and his cold eyes kept pressing him, "This is the Necromancer you mean?"

"No, lord ... this ... this was indeed the kid's job ..." The big housekeeper startled and blushed.

Aryan snorted, "Whoever I do, we only need to find the Necromancer. What do you mean by Necromancer? Where?"

"He ... he escaped ..." The steward said squeakly under the gaze of Father Aryan's murderous eyes.

"So, you have no evidence at all?" Father Aryan's face was not good.

"Uh ... this ..." The butler was speechless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Gerat immediately inserted and said hurriedly, "Father Aryan, the God of Light is on. I dare to guarantee that everything my steward said is true, he has been with me for more than ten years Moreover, I do n’t need to deceive the priest you ... "

Father Aryan narrowed his eyes and said to Gerat, "Gerat, if I remember correctly, are you the owner of the Naka Estate not far from Maple Leaf?"

"Yes, priest," Gerat replied anxiously, feeling the murderousness of his opponent.

"I remember, you have an older sister who is married to the Salt family."

"Yes, sir." Gerat didn't know why Father Aryan suddenly mentioned the matter.

"Humph!" Aryan snorted coldly, "Jerrat, you said there is a Necromancer, I will come out with you immediately, and I have brought so many people with you, but you treat me like a monkey? Are you holding it? I dare not touch you with the name of the Salt family? "

"Ah! This ... Where does this start?" Gerat was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the situation to turn sharply. He hurriedly, "Master, this ... this is all true."

"Fact? Where's the fact? Is this what you saw?" Father Aryan sneered.

"Uh ... this ... this ..." Gerat was speechless for a while, he did not see anything, only believed in the words of the big housekeeper, at this time, he did not trust his big housekeeper, he would not be The mission failed, make an excuse to lie to me?

Although Father Aryan did not get angry, Gerat and others did not dare to breathe, and the housekeeper said nothing. Even Kitley, who had never been seen, became honest. In front of the Holy See, they were not arrogant. Qualifications.

Aryan ’s face softened a bit when she saw the other party ’s clothing being soft, "Gerat, let me say how are you? In front of me, everything must be proved, and things that do n’t have evidence should n’t be talked about, more Do n’t just accuse a person of heresy, you know, this is not a trivial thing in the eyes of the Holy See ... "

"Yes, yes!" At this time, not only Gerat, but also the cold sweat of the big housekeeper.

@ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html "According to my investigation, your son killed someone while playing in Maple Leaf Township, that is to say, this was originally your business and has nothing to do with the Necromancer."

"If anyone has an enmity with others, it is heresy to frame others, so in this way our Holy Church will not become a tool of revenge?"

Aryan ’s voice suddenly became extremely severe. “Our Holy Church spreads the glory of the light gods and eliminates the heretic power of darkness, but it does not mean that our Holy Church is willing to be used by others ...”

Gerat was sweating coldly, and Father Aryan's hat was oversized.

"Yes ... Yes, Father, I'm sorry, I was wrong ..." The butler also knew that the situation was not good now, and immediately apologized. At this time, he could not care about the truth of the matter, even he doubted himself Whether everything I saw last night was real or a dream.

"Humph!!"

Father Aryan snorted, "Looking at the Salt family, this time it's just fine, but I never want to have it next time!"

"Yes! Master, this time, I'm sorry ..." Gerat also wiped cold sweat.

Aryan's face softened a bit, "Of course, Gerat, if there is really news of the Necromancer, I would welcome it, but if there is no evidence, then there is no need to say."

He took a deep breath and tightened the black priest's robe tightly. "That's it, alas, this **** weather."

Father Aryan said while ignoring Gerat, he walked away, and the guard in the red robe followed him away.

"I'm-you-mom's!" After Father Aryan left, Gerat's face was completely gloomy, and he blunted out.

He reported Ron, one was to revenge his servant's killing, and the other was to make a small fortune. He didn't think that the small fortune wasn't paid. He wanted to see Fr. Gold coins, which made him feel sick like eating a fly.

"Father, let's go back!" Rarely, Kitley did not make trouble, but stretched out Rajarat's clothes corner, saying that he was terrified by Father Aryan, and then he knew how powerful the Holy See was. It's as easy as pinching an ant.

Gerat also calmed down at this time and felt a trace of regret for the inferior speech he had just made. If it fell into the ears of Father Aryan, although he was sheltered by the Salt family, some of his sufferings were afraid to eat.

"If I found the kid, I would break him to pieces ..." Gerat remembered that these troubles were caused by the kid named Ron, and he hated him for a while. Swearing hard.

At this time, the townspeople saw that there was no excitement to see, and they all left. After all, they still had to ask for life. Only the three people of Gerat were standing there like fools.

Gerat lost face in front of Father Aryan today, and also took in 22 gold coins, his complexion blue and white.

"No, you can't just forget it ..." Suddenly, Gerat suddenly jumped out.

"Father ... father ... what do you want?" Kitley's bale was also terrified by his father's rage. He had never seen his father angry like this.

Gerat looks terrible now, the muscles on his face twitch fiercely, the green muscles are exposed one by one, his eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, and his eyes can kill.

"I'm going to kill this kid!" Gerat squeezed out of his teeth.

"Since the Holy Church refuses to intervene, this matter will come from me. I don't believe it. A little rabbit who hasn't even grown up yet can't handle it?"

"I ... I see ... this matter!" Kitley said cautiously, afraid that his father would lose his mind.

"No!" Gerat growled, and he pointed his big housekeeper with his hand, "Go, check it for me, and mobilize all the hands of the Naka Manor to do my best to check it. I ’ll personally tear the kid ’s hiding place ... "

"Yes! Master." The big housekeeper lowered his head deeply, his eyes gleamed with excitement, and he had already hated the child who had killed his brother.

The Naka Manor is not just a manor. It has a lot of influence in the areas of Shanjin Town and Maple Leaf Town. There are many guards in the manor. These guards still have a certain strength. Everyone knows Naka The manor is rich in oil, but the thief in a hundred miles doesn't dare to hit the Naka manor.

Gerat was indeed very angry. His anger came from a small beggar who provoked his dignity and made him lose his face in front of Father Aryan. Of course, he never thought about how things happened.

...

In the abandoned mine, Ron was sitting on the black muddy ground. His clothes were not clean at all, and it looked even dirty.

"Yes! Yes, that's how it is, it constantly releases the power of the soul until it exhausts its own power of the soul."

Khomelin patiently guided Ron's cultivation of undead magic, and Ron did not live up to his expectations. He mastered the cultivation method of undead magic in just a few hours.

At this time, Ron sat on the ground, his hands stretched out, his fingers curled into a grasp, and in his hand, he constantly turned a black ball, constantly releasing the power of the soul.

It can be seen that Ron's soul power is still very weak.

The strength of magic is in spiritual strength, the strength of qi is in physique, and the strength of undead magic is in the soul. As long as the power of the soul is enough, you can use powerful undead magic.

The cultivation of undead magic is the process of continuous training of the soul power, using a special method to consume all the soul power, and then quickly replenish.

Consuming-replenishing-re-consuming-re-replenishing, in this process of continuous circulation, the soul power is fully exercised and continues to grow and develop.

This principle is the same as the essence of the physical exercises of warriors and spiritual cultivation of magicians, but the direction of cultivation is different.

Khomelin had a look of satisfaction in his eyes. Ron's talent in undead magic was indeed not simple. Only half a day, he had touched the soul, and he began to practice undead magic. Such a speed was unexpected.

The black sphere in his hand moved, cracked, and a little mist drifted away, and Ron opened his eyes.

"Grandpa Homelin, how many times have I cycled?"

"If I counted correctly, you should be in the sixteenth cycle, Ron, well done ..." Khomelin said with a smile.

Rather than Khomelin, Ron has already felt different.

His eyes were full of brilliance, his ears became aura, and every move around him became extremely sensitive. Even the world was full of color at this moment.

Soul touch, Ron's soul is much stronger, even the feeling is keen.

Ron also felt that there was something in his mind, but these things seemed to have dissolved into his bones early, and, although Ron looked like a weak and helpless wind, he had a change of his own. The feeling of being powerful, this kind of feeling is very subtle, it is a deep understanding of one's own strength.