Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 33: Hunting

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The white-faced man shrank his pupils, "Is it you?"

Ron smiled, did not answer his words, and the bearded next to him categorically said, "Impossible, how can the Necromancer have such a powerful combat effectiveness?"

Such a powerful and terrifying magic is not in keeping with the impression that the necromancers on the continent of Noah have always given people. They dare not accept this reality.

"Believe it or not." Ron curled his lips in disdain.

"Hey, as I expected, you are not dead, great, I can avenge my brother Groot." The white-faced man showed a cruel smile on his face, "I'm going to knock you down. But don’t worry, I will not kill you, I will cut off the flesh from your body piece by piece, so that you can’t survive or die, and I will bring you back when you have only one breath left. Holy Cathedral."

"Do you think you still have this chance?" Ron also sneered, proudly.

The white-faced man sneered. He drew his sword from the space bag, a trace of anger emerged, turned his head and said to the beard, "This man, leave it to me..."

The beard glanced at the horrible state of the big bald head, a feeling of badness rose in his heart, but he nodded.

"Come on, don't you want to kill me? Let me go..." Ron laughed, and at the same time he held his hand, the black mist drifted away.

At this moment, the six big snowballs around the two guards of the Holy See suddenly moved, and the snow fell on their bodies, revealing a strange figure inside.

Skull!

The snowball exploded, revealing six white skeletons inside. These skeletons held a one-handed axe in one hand and a large shield in the other hand, and their green eyes fixed on the two.

"What? There will be skeletons here?" The white-faced man was surprised secretly.

Ron had already stared at them and laid an ambush here.

"Huh, do you think these useless skeletons can deal with me? Tell you, kid, it's useless to play these tricks in front of a real strong man..."

"Come on, kill him for me..." Ron ignored the white-faced man, but gave orders to the skeleton warrior.

The skeleton warrior followed the order and swarmed at the white-faced man.

"Go to hell..." The white-faced man's eyes were blood red.

However, he knew it was bad when he first came into contact with the skeleton warriors. The strength of these skeleton warriors is far beyond their imagination. The perverted defense power alone is not so easy to deal with, not to mention there are so many in number.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

In the snowy field, the battle was extremely fierce. Snowflakes were flying and vindictive. Under the siege of the skeleton warriors, he quickly fell into a bitter battle.

The white-faced man became more and more frightened. This was completely different from the necromancer he had seen in the Roland Empire. It took him a lot of effort to defeat a skeleton. What made him even more depressed was that whenever he fell down After a skeleton, the child waved his hand, and the broken skeletons staggered to their feet.

"No good, the number of his skeletons has increased..."

The white-faced man suddenly discovered that the two had been surrounded by each other's skeletons, and the number of each other's skeletons had unknowingly increased to eight.

The beard's calves were also shaking, and the beard that looked extremely heroic was also shaking. He tremblingly said, "No...impossible...this is not a necromancer... definitely not ……"

"Hurry up... come and help me..." At this time, the white-faced man couldn't care about dignity anymore, he shouted.

"Don't...don't fight...I...let's run..." The bearded teeth were fighting, and he couldn't think of himself as a junior swordsman facing a necromancer and would think of running away.

While the white-faced man was entangled with the skeleton warrior, Ron's hand had a black bone spear at some point.

"Porch--"

The white-faced man looked at his chest incredulously, only to see a long black bone spear appeared on his chest sometime, piercing his body.

The white-faced man fell to the ground feebly, with resentment and unwillingness on his face, his eyes fixed on Ron, and he never thought he would die in the hands of a necromancer. Finally, his eyes stared. Breathless.

"The people of Naka Manor are more than guilty..." Ron spit on his corpse fiercely, and then he raised his head and stared at the last big beard, with silk in his dark eyes. Silk murderous.

"You... don't come..." The bearded face was full of horror, and he looked at Ron as if he was looking at a devil.

"Pundong——" The beard actually knelt down, "My lord, please let me go, I have eighty mothers..."

The bearded man begged for mercy with his nose and tears, and asked a boy who was only fifteen...no, the heroic appearance of the sixteen-year-old boy couldn't hide his weakness.

His strength is lower than that of the white-faced man. The white-faced man is dead, and he is not even Ron's opponent.

"Let's go..."

Since a long time, Ron suddenly uttered a word.

"Thank you... thank you sir..."

Bearded like an amnesty, thanked him, and then slowly backed away, guarding Ron while backing away, for fear that he would attack from behind.

"Huh—" Ron sighed deeply, and the white breath that he exhaled immediately condensed into ice crystals.

To be honest, he doesn’t like killing people. Although it’s not the first time, the bearded man said something fair for him, so he let him go. However, he also knew what the consequences of letting him go. .

But Ron doesn't care, he and Liangzi of the Holy See are forged, as long as he practices undead magic, it means that he is an enemy of the Holy See.

There are some things, since you have done it, there is no chance to regret it, and Ron doesn't regret it either.

"Huh? What is this?"

Ron knelt down, picked up a khaki bag from the ground, and looked over it over and over.

I saw that the bag was khaki-colored, the size of a palm, and the square pattern of the bag was engraved with traces of mysterious runes.

"Is this a legendary space bag?"

Ron was surprised and delighted. He had heard too much about the space bag, but it was the first time he really saw it. Many mercenary adventurers carried this thing on their bodies. In addition to weapons, they also contained them. Lots of treasures that can be searched.

It can be said that if you get this space bag, you get all the belongings of this person.

From the outside, the space bag is not big, but there is another strange space connected to the space bag, which can hold something larger than the bag itself.

Like the one Ron picked up now, there are three cubic meters of space to hold things. .

"Open it to see what's inside?" Ron thought, opening the bag, and the contents rolled out one by one.

Dozens of gold coins, clothes, food, firewood and even tents are all necessary things for survival in the wild. It is normal for these guards of the Holy See to take them with them.

Each of these space bags is of great value, and the Holy Vatican is equipped with one each, so it is considered rich in financial resources.

Ron flipped through a few other space bags. The contents were almost the same. When he flipped to the space bag of the white-faced man, Ron accidentally turned over a few women’s underwear. It seems this guy It was a romantic seed, he couldn't help but scorned the body of the white-faced man.

At this moment, Ron reached out and picked up the long sword of the white-faced man on the ground. The long sword gleamed, revealing a light blue light.

"Good sword..."

Ron couldn't help but sighed. Even if he didn't know the goods, he could feel the slight chill on the sword.

If he knows the goods, he can tell that this sword is a low-grade azure-level long sword, and it is worth more than a thousand gold coins. It can be said that it is the most valuable thing on this white-faced man.

Ron took the sword on the ground and swung it a few symbolically. He sighed and said, "The sword is a good sword, but I don't know how to use it..."

"I don't know what weapon the necromancer uses?" Ron flashed such a thought, and then he remembered that he was empty-handed, others had weapons but he didn't, "Could it be that he uses magic like a magician? Rod?"

"I have a chance to ask Grandpa Huo Meilin..."

Ron thought, putting away the spoils on the ground one by one. These are all things he deserves. Although he can't use them, he can sell them when he has the opportunity. These are all money!

……

The cold wind howled, the snowflakes fluttered, and the sky and the earth were white.

In the snow, a few people wearing thick cotton clothes and armors are walking on the snow, leaving deep footprints, they are looking for something.

"Pumping dumbfounded--"

Suddenly, a black figure flew up into the sky.

"Be careful--"

Several people were shocked, and at the same time, a bright light appeared in the space bag, and the weapon arrived in these people's hands in an instant.

A false alarm, it turned out to be just a bird.

After seeing the dark shadows in the sky, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They are soldiers of the Vatican Guards. Compared with those useless Vatican guards, their strength is stronger. Everyone has the level of a junior swordsman. Among them, there are priests who specialize in healing. .

One of them wiped his sweat and said, "It scares me to death. I thought it was an enemy?"

The other smiled and said: "The enemy? Where is the enemy? This is the dark forest, the territory of our Holy See."

"The most terrifying thing in the dark forest is not the enemy, but the alien beast. If we run into it, we must be careful—"

"Foreign beasts, maybe we can get some sperm nuclei. If it is true, then we will be developed--" a person said with a smile.

The headed middle-aged man showed a smile on his face, "Generally speaking, there is no possibility of alien beasts appearing in this place. If they do, please ask for more blessings..."

Everyone laughed easily.

However, the headed middle-aged man was silent for a while and murmured, "Strange, how come there are birds appearing in the winter now?"

At this moment, a black shadow flew out abruptly, and the headed middle-aged man stared at the boss, and the black shadow became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

"Porch--"

The long bone spear stabbed the headed middle-aged man, and passed directly through his head. The middle-aged man died on the spot.

"No... there are... there are enemies--"

The reaction of these people was fairly quick. When the body of the middle-aged man had not fallen down, they shouted out one after another, and at the same time drew weapons from the space bag.

"Swish——wish——wish——"

A bone spear shot out in the dark like an arrow. They aimed at these people's bodies and rushed to their vital points.

A soldier of the Holy See's Guards clutched his chest and fell unwillingly. He didn't see who attacked them until he died.

The bone spear attacked mercilessly, and the soldiers fell one after another. Some of them had no time to use their own grudge.

The sneak attackers seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Every corner was calculated to the death. Even when they hid in the hidden place, a powerful bone spear would suddenly appear.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, these Vatican Guard soldiers fell one after another and the entire army was wiped out.