Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 39: Flee from the wild
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The sky was grey and misty, and snowflakes fell like feathers, and two figures stood in the snow, looking at each other with swords drawn, facing each other quietly.
The murderous aura is gradually condensing, and the air becomes depressed. The falling snowflakes seem to be unable to withstand the invisible confrontation between the two, and it has become shattered in the air, and at this time--
Pipiru moved.
"Kill..." Pipiru's eyes were blood red, and he held the one-handed sword tightly and charged Ron.
"Assault—"
Pipiru's sword hung down, with a huge shield in front of him, leaning forward, stepping out, like an arrow leaving the string, and quickly rushed towards Ron.
"Come on--"
Ron was awe-inspiring. He rode on the skeleton warrior's back, with the bone spear in his hand, and raised the tip of the spear slightly. In the same way, he charged Pipiru.
A black figure and an earthy figure slammed into each other.
"Boom..."
The place where the two people crossed, exploded like a cannonball, and the two powerful forces collided with each other, wiping out violent sparks.
Time seemed to stop, Ron and the captain stood motionless on the snow.
Finally, Pipiru moved, bleeding from his mouth, "You won—", after saying this, his body fell slammed.
"Call—"
Ron sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Finally won, this guy is not easy..."
He rubbed his numb arm.
At this moment, a clear voice came:
"Slap...slap...slap..."
I saw a figure slowly walking out of the woods, clapping his hands and laughing lightly, "What a wonderful duel, so powerful, it really deserves to be an ancient necromancer..."
What came out was a very strange-looking young man, his age is definitely not more than 22 years old, I saw him deeply salute, "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am the Holy See Son of God-Guderian..."
"Guderian? I've heard the name..." Ron turned around, his bone spear and shield still in his hand, with a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, "You came to grab me too ?"
"No...no..." Guderian smiled slightly, "How can you use the word "grab" to treat an ancient necromancer, you should use the word "please"... I hope I can invite you Mount Hyjal, the holy city of the Holy See, is a guest."
Ron sneered, "No matter what the word is, it is the same to me. I don't want to go to Mount Hyjal at all, and I don't want you to burn me as a heresy..."
Guderian smiled, "How could it be? Those who are regarded as heretics are the trash necromancers, and as the heir of the ancient necromancers, you can naturally enjoy the glory of the Holy See to the nobles!"
Ron smiled coldly, "Your Excellency Guderian, you said so much, why don't you just grab me back!"
Guderian's smile diminished, and he put on a cold look, "So, do you reject my kindness?"
Ron just sneered.
Guderian nodded, "That's right, the Necromancer was originally a foolish fool, he was a hundred thousand years ago, and he is now..."
Ron's eyes narrowed and his heart was full of vigilance. This Guderian's strength is not so simple.
"Do you know what happened 100,000 years ago?"
At this time, Guderian had already taken the two-handed sledgehammer out of the space bag, and smiled, "I not only know what happened 100,000 years ago, but also the Omros continent where undead magic prevails..."
"Come on, as long as you defeat me, you will know everything you want to know..." Guderian raised the sledgehammer in both hands, the sledgehammer exuding a holy light.
"Holy blessing..."
The armor on Guderian's body emits a milky white light, and the light flashes, his body is like a layer of film, and the faint sacred vindictiveness continues to flow on his body, Guderian's defense power is greatly increased.
"Skeleton Warrior..."
Ron’s eyes glowed with a faint green light, and the skeleton heroes gathered quickly, blocking him like a shield wall. He raised his head and let out a cold voice:
"Kill..."
The skeleton heroes uttered a shocking call, like thousands of dead souls howling at the same time, making people feel a shudder in the depths of their souls.
The command in Ron's mind, the skeleton warrior, like a ghost in hell, rushed madly at Guderian.
"Sure enough, it is different from the necromancers I know. This level of strength is not under any magic in the mainland..."
The corners of Guderian's mouth rose slightly, "But with these things, it is impossible to beat me..."
"I am Guderian, the holy son of the Holy See, a genius once in a million..."
A trace of pride appeared on Guderian's face. He slowly raised the sledgehammer in his hands, and the huge hammer in his hand issued a strong white light, which hit the ground fiercely.
"Critical Strike..."
"Boom——"
There was a loud noise in the sky, and a powerful force spread in an instant. This force was so strong that even the surrounding earth vibrated slightly, a large number of snowflakes fell one after another, and a large number of cracks on the ground were like spider webs. Densely spread and continue to spread.
The skeletal hero is like being killed by thunder, and it turns into ashes in a flash.
"What?"
Ron's heart was shocked. Under the opponent's heavy blow, all the skeleton heroes were wiped out. Even if he clearly felt the opponent's strength-he couldn't match it now.
In the depths of the dark forest, Di Lin sits quietly on a rock with her hands on her knees, staring blankly at the front, her white hair is scattered, and in front of her, there is a small grave There is no tombstone, not even a wooden sign, just a small mound, she doesn't like extravagance.
Di Lin, who had lost her grandma, felt like the whole world had collapsed. She sat here listlessly for several hours.
At this moment, there was a slight vibration from the dark forest.
The movement between the two of them was extremely loud, and Di Lin felt it too, and she raised her head.
"Someone is fighting, it seems... it's the direction of the human..."
"He?" A firm figure flashed in Di Lin's mind, and she felt her heart pounding hard, "Why? Why do I care about him so much?"
Since grandma hoped that she would marry this human named Ron, although she refused with a strong attitude, she also had to admit that she had quietly branded it in the heart of this 17-year-old girl of Warcraft His brand.
"Hmph, I don't care about him." Di Lin pouted, "Who would let that guy call me a puppy..."
Di Lin's anger has not disappeared.
"But..." Di Lin stood up and thought to herself, "Maybe it's not him. Someone is fighting. It's okay to see the excitement..."
She glanced at Tallola's grave and said softly, "Grandma, take care, Di Lin is there..."
At this time, her body began to illusion, a **** like a thread, gradually wrapping her body, her body slowly squatting down, turning into a snow-white, beautiful, and agile little white wolf.
The little white wolf screamed happily, and her four paws stretched out. Her body turned into a white phantom and ran in Ron's direction.
……
On Ron's side, the battle is still going on, but his situation is extremely bad.
The two have already fought a lot of moves, but Ron can't do anything about Guderian. The power of Paladin Guderian seems to be innately restrained by undead magic. Ron feels a little restrained.
The skeleton warrior was summoned, and in a blink of an eye, he was irradiated by the opponent's "Holy Light Art" and turned into a black mist and disappeared directly.
"Senior Paladin..."
Ron gritted his teeth and uttered such a sentence, his heart was like falling into an ice kiln. As a junior necromancer, he had no hope of winning against such a strong man.
After solving the skeleton warrior, a charming smile appeared on Guderian’s face, "Cute little guy, you are not my opponent, you should surrender obediently..."
Speaking, he raised his sledgehammer with both hands and leaped on it.
"Boom——"
Ron raised the bone shield and blocked it. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop it. The bone shield was shattered. Ron was also shaken back for several steps. He opened his mouth and spit out blood, the skeleton warrior's feet under his crotch. Deeply plunged into the snow.
"Don't think about..."
At a disadvantage, Ron was aroused by the arrogance in his heart. He raised the bone spear in his hand and stab Guderian.
The disadvantage of the two-handed sledgehammer is that it has relatively low defense capabilities, but Guderian is obviously not worried about this.
"When--" With a sound, Ron's bone spear pierced Guderian's bright armor. He was surprised to find that he couldn't get in.
"What?"
A flash of horror flashed in Ron's eyes. Guderian's strength was far above his estimate. Ron had also seen someone with such strength.
In an instant flashed in his mind, a beautiful figure, the silver-winged Pegasus knight Char, now it seems that Guderian's strength is still higher than Char.
The paladin is different from the knight. The paladin does not need a mount to exert powerful combat power, while the knight needs to cooperate with the mount, but one thing is the same. They are both highly defensive professions.
A smirk appeared at the corner of Guderian's mouth, "It's useless, Ron, I have seen through your strength, your junior strength, it is impossible to break the defense of my senior knight..."
In fact, Guderian arrived early in the morning and has been lying in ambush in the dark, in order to see through Ron's reality. Although he is extremely arrogant, he is not a brainless person.
"Escape--"
The thought appeared in Ron's mind that the opponent is so strong that he cannot be matched by his current strength. The only choice he can make is to escape, the farther the better.
"Skull Acceleration..."
Ron used a skeleton acceleration technique on the riding skeleton warrior. A faint blue light appeared on the skeleton warrior. Surrounded by the blue light, its body became extremely light.
The skeleton warrior turned and ran with Ron on his back, walking like the wind, and quickly got out of the fight.
"Hmph, want to run, no way..."
Guderian snorted coldly, holding a sledgehammer in both hands, and chasing after him.