Cataclysmic Transformation

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"What's going on? I feel my full strength, and it doesn't seem to come from the body ..." Ron said in amazement.

"It comes from your soul." Khomelin smiled. "Your soul has become stronger."

The origin of power is the same, whether he comes from the body, mental power or soul, although Ron has not changed his body, he really feels the growth of power.

Khomelin smiled and pointed to the ring in his hand. "Ron, the ring in your hand is not an ordinary thing. He can speed up the recovery of your soul power. For the Necromancer, it is a dream ... "

Khomelin smiled, "Do n’t underestimate the role of this ring to speed up the recovery of soul power. This means that the speed of cultivation is accelerated. You can practice two or three cycles in a cycle of others. The speed of cultivation is at least double. And, in battle, this ring is more useful ... "

Ron picked it off. Sure enough, the feeling of picking it was completely different. There was a feeling of emptyness. He looked at the inconspicuous ring in his hand, but he didn't expect it to have such a role against the sky. Grandpa picked it up from the stall, but it was really earned.

You should know that in the Omros continent, the era of undead magic is absolutely priceless. As long as there is a competition that will cause **** storms, only a strong person like Khomelin will be worthy of possession. Otherwise, it will only bring death.

"Grandpa Khomelin, what is the name of this ring?" Ron asked with interest.

"Soul Ring! This is the name I gave ..." Khomelin smiled softly and said, "Ron, this ring will be given to you, um, as a gift for apprenticeship!"

"Thank you Grandpa Homelin." Ron happily put the ring on, and the familiar sense of fullness was back.

Feeling the fullness of soul power, Ron rubbed his hands in excitement, "Grandpa Khomelin, can I revenge now?"

"Revenge? Is it still early?" Khomelin smiled faintly. "You are just mastering the methods of cultivation, and you have also cultivated soul power. The control of power is still relatively unfamiliar. The most important thing is that you still Do not understand the use of soul power. "

"The use of soul power?" Ron opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, with soul power, it will not be used, just like a big rich man who made a lot of money but will not spend it." Homerington paused. "Now, I teach you the most basic magic of undead magic, skull call Surgery. "

...

"Warrior from the underworld, please accept my call, come out, skeleton warrior ..."

Ron chanted the spell, his hands were constantly changing gestures, and there was a trace of black gas in his palm, and more and more black gas continued to fall on the ground.

The ground began to blacken, and the blackened ground formed a strong contrast with the yellow mud.

The black area is getting bigger and bigger, and has become an area of ​​about one foot square. At this time, the ground bursts, and a white skull emerged from the soil. It used both hands and feet to crawl out of the soil.

The skeleton warrior had a short bone knife in his hand, and he looked dull, which was completely incompatible with the ferocious skeleton warrior summoned by Khomelin.

Ron was dumbfounded. Is this the Skeleton Warrior I called? Why doesn't it look like it's awesome at all?

"Okay, okay, okay ..." Khomelin said three good words in a row, his face full of excitement, "Ron, I didn't think you actually summoned the Skeleton Warrior in such a short time, yes !!"

"But ... but ... Grandma Khomelin, this skeleton warrior is completely different from those last night!" Ron asked grimly.

Khomelin smiled and persuaded, "Ron, you have to eat your food bite by bite, and you have to walk step by step. You only need to practice for one day to do this. It's really good. You have to reach me. Without ten years, it is impossible. "

Ron thought of it too, and he was really too anxious to learn the magic of the undead for only one day. Such progress has been amazing, and it is impossible to imagine a step into the sky.

Looking at the Skeleton Warrior in front of him, because he didn't receive Ron's order, he has always been that dumb.

"Just don't know how powerful ..." Ron thought.

Homelin seemed to see through Ron's mind and said, "Ron, why don't you try it? You will have a deeper understanding of the strength of the skeleton warrior."

Ron nodded and walked out of the cave with the skeleton warrior.

From the point of view of the sky, it was already afternoon, unconsciously, a day had passed.

Ron looked around, selected a tree with a thick bowl, and reached out and patted the trunk.

"Just try it!"

"Cut this tree for me!" Ron said.

Who knows, the Skeleton Warrior didn't move at all.

Ron tried again, but the skeleton warrior remained still.

Ron didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Khomelin's voice came, "It's not the language that controls the skeleton warrior, but the intention ..."

"Heart?" Ron was a little puzzled.

"Yes, heart." Khomelin explained patiently, "Since the Skeleton Warrior is called out by you called @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, it is connected with your soul, as long as you control it with your heart, you will be successful . "

According to Grandma Khomelin, Ron meditated in his heart for an attack. At this time, the skeleton moved, it sprinted, and it quickly reached the tree. The bone knife waved lightly in its hand, and the bowl mouth was small. The tree fell.

"It's amazing." Ron clapped his hands in excitement, and he had a strong sense of accomplishment for the first time.

"Try this again ..." Ron once again cast another bone magic spur that he had just learned.

In his whisper, a small bone spur formed in his hand.

"Undead magic-bone spurs, is one of the single undead magic of short-range damage. It has the characteristics of short concealment time, low consumption and other hidden features. The attack distance is generally only a few meters, depending on the size of the soul power. It is used for sneak attacks. Can have an unexpected effect. "Khomelin's voice rang in Ron's ear.

Ron thought of it, and the small bone spur in his hand flew out of his hand, and he said, "The porch-", the small bone spur has submerged into the hard trees, only a short piece outside.

Ron was taken aback by his powerful power. If this stab is on an ordinary person, he might be able to penetrate it directly. Do n’t look at the small bone spur. The power is not ordinary.

With them, Ron suddenly felt confident in his revenge plan.

Homelin seemed to know what Ron was thinking, and immediately poured cold water down, "Don't think of others as simple, your current strength can only deal with ordinary people who have not practiced, if they meet those people last night. , You are definitely not their opponent. "

"Grandpa Homelin is at ease, I know what to do ..." Ron accepted Homeri's lesson humbly. He understood that in the case of insufficient strength, reckless revenge can only be done to die, Ron will not do The point of those stupid things is that he is still young, only fifteen years old, and some have time to wait.

Khomelin nodded, Ron was a clever boy, and he knew it all.

Ron was still going to practice, and at this time, a voice rang out, "Goo ... Goo ..."

Ron was a little embarrassed, but Khomelin smiled, "I'm hungry." He is a soul body, of course, he will not feel hungry, but Ron is different.

Ron nodded. He hadn't eaten anything since last night and has been hungry now.

"Go get some food first."

In Maple Leaf Town, after the withdrawal of the guards of the Holy See, calmness was restored, as if nothing had happened, and the two bodies by the stone bridge had already been cleaned up.

Ron knew that he had killed someone, so he would n’t appear in Maple Leaf Town, but he sneaked back.

At the bottom of the stone bridge in Maple Leaf Township, Ron's "home" is already in a state of wolf. Everything has been turned over. Of course, apart from a few pieces of recovered clothes, he has nothing valuable.

With a bitter smile, he shook his head, and Ron turned around and ran to Aunt Susan's house.

At the door of Aunt Susan, Ron knocked gently on the door, and the door opened. The fat Aunt Susan appeared in front of the door. She saw Ron, and her expression changed suddenly.

He dragged Ron into the house, and then looked around cautiously, and found no one, so he closed the door safely.

Upon entering, Aunt Susan lowered her voice and asked, "Ron, why are you back?"

Ron seemed to see something in Aunt Susan's sensitive eyes, "Aunt Susan, what happened?"

"Ron, are you killing?" Aunt Susan asked nervously.

Ron paused for a moment, he didn't want to deceive the kind-hearted Aunt Susan, and nodded gently.

"This is broken ..." Aunt Susan sighed and said, "The people at Naka Manor are looking for you everywhere. Somehow, that Gerat is very angry today and vowed to find you ..."

"He also issued a reward of fifty gold coins just to find you ..."

"Is it because I killed his people?" Ron's eyes became angry. "His son killed my grandfather and sent someone to kill me. Now that his people are dead, he angered me, Should I just stand up and be killed by him? "

Looking at Ron's serious expression, Aunt Susan shook her head and sighed, "Ron, there is no way to reason with those nobles. In their eyes, what are we? Unless ..."

"Unless, I'm stronger than them ..." Ron's eyes were filled with the coldness of revenge. He clenched his head and gritted his teeth.

Aunt Susan was silent for a moment and didn't speak.

Suddenly, Aunt Susan seemed to remember something, grabbed Ron's arm, and asked in horror, "Ron, you honestly told me, did you learn any undead magic?"

Ron hesitated and nodded.

"This is broken!" Aunt Susan rubbed her hands nervously and kept muttering, "What should I do? What should I do now?"

"What's going on? Aunt Susan?" Ron asked strangely, "How do you know?"

Aunt Susan glanced at Ron and replied, "This morning, the people of the Holy See came, and even Father Aryan of the Golden Town Cathedral was alarmed ..."