Cataclysmic Transformation

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As soon as he stepped into the city of Balovax, Ron was attracted by the atmosphere of the city. Spring enrollment is the city's annual highlight, and this time is when the spring enrollment is in full swing.

Balovax city is full of luxurious carriages, and countless nobles and civilians have sent their children to the three colleges of the Roland Empire. Almost all the colleges have long queues in front of the entrance of each college. [Search for the latest updates at

"It's hilarious! I haven't seen this scene before at that time!" Khomelin sighed.

"Don't there be a special college one hundred thousand years ago? How did those strong men salute?" Ron asked.

Khomelin shook his head, "At that time, the major forces selected geniuses from all over the country, and specialized training was different from now!"

Along the way, Ron saw the advertisements of the three colleges, and in order to compete for students, he fiercely competed.

"Balovax College, renowned for thousands of years, is your best choice ..."

"Do you want to be a dragon knight? Do you want to ride a flying dragon to fly to the sky? Then come to Xianglong Academy, here is the cradle of the dragon knight, here is where the dream begins ..."

"Sir, here you are!" When Ron was enjoying his eyes, a girl with a sweet look in a short skirt and boots handed over a piece of paper in time. Ron took a look at it. The above shows that Hans College's tuition fees have been greatly reduced, and only a few hundred gold coins are needed in one academic year.

Homelin looked at it, "It's too cheap!"

"It's still cheap?" Ron shook his head. "I don't have so much money at all ..."

"It's still expensive!" Khomelin cried. "If it were before, it would take hundreds of gold coins to learn an undead magic, and now you see, only a few hundred gold coins in a school year ..."

"It's a pity that there is no money ..." Ron had to look at the paper in his hand and shook his head. The hundreds of gold coins were indeed not expensive, but almost all the money he got was spent.

Ron looked at it for a while, and threw down the paper in his hand reluctantly. At this time, he was attracted by the noise from the other side.

"Junior Magic Apprentice, eight paragraphs ... fifteen years old ..."

"Intermediate apprentice swordsman, five sections ... 14 years old ..."

Ron took a closer look. It turned out that there was a talent test for magic power and vindictiveness. Generally speaking, the younger the age, the higher the strength, the better the talent.

"Hello, would you like to have a magic test?" A girl with a long hair shawl also came over with a smile. "Please allow yourself to introduce myself. I am working in the admissions office of Xianglong College. If the freshmen can If you pass the test and get good results, our Xianglong College can reduce your tuition fees for you ... "

"Tuition waiver? How much is the waiver?" Ron was interested.

"Senior magic apprentices are reduced by half, middle @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html level magic apprentices are reduced by 70%, and low-level magic apprentices are normal prices ..." the girl replied with a smile, "Of course, our Xianglong Academy these discounts are only for Magician, other grades do n’t have this discount ... "She said and looked at Ron." Little brother, look at you so thin, it can't be a warrior or a knight? If you are a magician, you can try it a bit……"

"Ah? Only the magician has a discount ..." Ron heard it, his face bitter. "Unfortunately, I'm not a magician ..."

"Not a magician, it must be a thief or an archer, so, let me talk to the tutor inside to see if there is any discount!" The girl thought back.

"Uh ... I am not a thief or archer!" Ron replied anxiously.

"Then what are you?" The woman was surprised. "Willn't it be a druid? That's a career only for elves, could you be an elf?"

"I'm not an elf!" Said Ron. "I'm a necromancer. Do you have a profession in the necromancer department!"

"The Necromancer!" The woman was surprised, and then smiled, showing a disgusted expression, "Go away! How does the Necromancer go to such a noble place in the college, to learn the magic of the Necromancer, only the oldest Barlow It is only at Vaux College, how could our Xianglong College have such a profession! "

Ron ignored it, and turned and walked back.

"Balovax College?" Ron muttered secretly.

At this time, Khomelin said, "Ron, then go to see Balovax College, maybe you can find out some secrets of undead magic ..."

...

The words of Balovax College caught Ron's eyes. Like the other two colleges, the registration as the oldest Balovax College is very popular.

In the enrollment point of the magician class, there were already a lot of people standing, and a row of long dragons spread to the street.

"Magician department ... Knight department ... Swordsman department ... Rogue department ..." Ron looked at them one by one and turned around, but no undead department was found.

Ron could not help scratching his head, "Isn't that the oldest Balovax opened the Undead Department? Why didn't you sign up?"

"Let someone ask!" Khomelin said for a moment.

"Hello, where is the registration place for the Department of Undead?" Ron asked a Balovax staff member.

"Department of the Undead?" The staff member looked at Ron for a while and looked up and down with a look of disgust in his eyes, "I don't know!"

He ignored Ron and turned away.

Ron did not give up, and then asked a few more, with the same result. The faces of those people also showed contempt and disgust.

"These people are too much! I don't know if I know ..." Ron sulked, sitting to the side and sulking. Instead, Homelin comforted him. "It's okay, let's ask again ..."

After seeing the status quo of Necromancer, Khomelin looked away, but it was inevitable to be taken lightly by the strength of those Necromancers. In this world of strength, it is not surprising.

Khomelin raised his head slightly, at this time he glanced at something in the corner of his eyes, a flag with a black skull logo, and he moved in his heart, "Ron, go and ask, is there an undead department?"

Ron looked up and smiled, "It should be, I'll go and ask!"

Vivian lay prostrate on the table, her long black hair spread out, covering her beautiful face.

Regardless of strength, Vivienne is also a beauty, but because of her identity as a necromancer, all students and mentors respect her. In the eyes of those people, the necromancer is like an evil witch. It is a combination of ominous and dirty, if she were not a mentor, someone would have looked good to her.

For three days, the undead department has been uninterested, and the skull flag is hung out, and there is no even a glance at **.

"Ah! The registration is over tomorrow. The last year of the Undead Department, let alone the registration, even if there are no people to ask!" Vivian thought thought angrily. These days, she has almost exhausted all the things for admissions. The way, she tried to take the initiative to attack, but when the other party heard the undead department, her head shook like a rattle, and she didn't pull a single person out with all her tongue.

"Ah, forget it, anyway, the Undead Department is also going to undo next year, why do you mistake your children ..." Vivienne thought mockingly, she slowly stood up, preparing to clean up the stalls, leaving a lot of them everywhere Students and staff, but only Vivienne is busy with the Department of Undead.

"Excuse me ..." As Vivienne was packing up, a voice asked crisply.

Vivienne raised her head and looked up and down at the person who was about fifteen years old, with a pair of big eyes, with the most flattering black hair from Noah's continent, just covering the forehead. His eyes were black, and he was spinning dizzily.

Vivienne quickly lowered her head and continued to pack her things, and said without lifting her head, "Are you going to sign up for the Magic Department? Keep walking straight and turn left ..."

Vivienne thought Ron was asking for directions. After all, Balovax College is very big, and getting lost in it is normal.

"Uh!" The voice was dumbfounded. "I'm not here to sign up for the magician?"

"That's the swordsman department? Go straight to the right, there is the swordsman registration office, but look at you so thin, I'm afraid that the instructor can't pass there!" Vivian quickly packed his things and raised his head to He smiled.

"Uh! I'm not here to sign up for the Swordsman Department!" Ron summoned the courage, "I'm here to sign up for the Undead Department!"

"Well ... this is the Undead Department, it's ..." Vivian said, and suddenly her eyes widened suddenly, "What? Do you want to sign up for the Undead Department?"

She turned her head, shocked and happy, her body even shivered with excitement. After three years, the Undead Department finally had a student. Such a scene will appear in the last year, God! Are you kidding me?

Wait, you have to confirm, isn't that kid playing me? Vivienne thought to herself, she cleared her throat and asked, "Are you sure you really want to sign up for the Undead?"

Ron was also taken aback by such a big response from Vivienne, eating for a long time, "Yes ... yes, I really want to learn undead magic ..."

"It seems true!" Vivienne knew that the coming person was not playing with her, and she secretly relieved herself, looking at the last student of the undead department, her eyes were a little complicated.

Ron wondered and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this ... sister? How much does it cost to sign up?"

"No matter how much, since he came to sign up, accept him, at least I also have a student!" Vivienne thought, after three years, she finally tried to be a mentor, "My name is Vivienne, just call me Vivienne's tutor. As for the tuition fee, six ... twenty gold coins ... "

Vivienne was afraid that Ron would run away. The original registration fee was sixty gold coins, but when he saw him wearing a tattered look, his teeth became a third, and the remaining two thirds took out his own pocket. She even made a plan, even if the other party did not pay, she put all the money on.

"Huh, fortunately, there are only twenty gold coins. I can't afford any more!" Ron was relieved in his heart. He only had more than thirty gold coins in his body. He took two from the pocket in his arms. Ten gold coins are placed on the table.

"Here you are!"

"Space bag, this guy is actually a local tyrant?" Seeing the space bag in Ron's waist, Vivienne groaned in her heart. A space bag at least represents a good family, but how can such a person come to learn undead magic? Is it another victim of a third-rate novel?

Vivienne put away the money quietly, pretending to be like, "Well, tuition is enough, let's fill in the form ... well, yes, what is your name?"

"Uh ... uh ... my name is Ron ..." Ron replied timidly.