Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 52: The factors that determine the outcome

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"You are very good..." Gotley said, "I am very surprised that your undead magic has been cultivated to this point. As far as I know, undead magic is not so powerful at all!"

"You are also very good!" Ron smiled, Gotley's strength is indeed very strong, especially when she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, such an age with such strength makes Ron feel embarrassed .

Godley continued, "I took over the Necromancer!"

Ron was startled.

"To be honest, they are a group of dirty, nasty, and lowly civilians, no... they are not as good as civilians!" Gotley smiled, "The bone frame they summoned has no attack power. Just touch them and fall apart, and an ordinary person can kill them, but you are completely different from them, your skeleton can even resist my magical bombardment!"

Godley laughed, "Who are you anyway? I'm curious!"

"I once heard a legend that when undead magic is practiced to the extreme, it will become an invincible existence!" Godley said with a smile, "I didn't believe it at all before, but now, I believe it a little bit!"

Ron took a deep breath and said, "You are a respectable opponent. If you don't plan to intervene in this matter, stop here!"

"Impossible!" Goetheli smiled, "I admire you, do you think you have won?"

Ron swung his bone stick in his hand and smiled, "I am not so arrogant. If you are determined to fight, I will stay with you to the end!"

"Curious special weapon!" Gotley glanced at the bone staff in his hand and laughed, "You are very strong, but unfortunately, the weapon is too bad, only an azure-level staff. You suffer a lot when you fight with me!"

Ron gritted his teeth secretly looking at the dark-gold magic wand in Godley's hand.

After finishing speaking, Gotley stopped talking nonsense, she waved her magic wand and attacked Ron again.

"Boom——Boom——Boom——"

The fierce voice sounded again. The two teenage children once again staged a thrilling magical battle on the Naka Manor. The two sides were powerful and refused to give each other. The trees were smashed and the Naka Manor was Make a mess.

Godley is right. Compared to the opponent, Ron’s undead magic is obviously inferior to the opponent. The magic released by the dark gold magic wand is surprisingly strong. Ron almost vomits blood. Coming more and more depressed.

He has a way to defeat Godley, but he can't use this method.

The secret method of "soul burning" can only be used in the front line of life and death and when you are desperate, and the risk of becoming an idiot is extremely high. This time you can't get revenge, you can wait for the next time, but if you become an idiot, that life There is no revenge.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, her magical attack power is very powerful, I am not her opponent!" Ron couldn't help but ask Huo Meilin for help, "Her weapons are too powerful, they are still at the level of dark gold. In contrast, my weapons are too rubbish, they are not of the same grade as her!"

"So do you think it is a weapon problem?" Khomelin smiled disapprovingly.

Ron didn't speak, he didn't deny it.

"You are wrong!" Huo Meilin stretched out a finger and shook, "Do you remember that I said that when the strong fight, what are the five factors that determine the outcome?"

"Strength, skill, wisdom, fighting spirit, luck!" Ron said in one breath. He could remember every word of Huo Meilin's words, and he could even recite everything.

"Among these elements, are there weapons?" Huo Meilin laughed.

Ron's heart flashed like a flash of lightning, and his heart brightened.

"Weapon theory is unacceptable. Weapons are never the decisive factor!" Hummelin smiled, "Ron, even if there is a chance, your weapons can't be upgraded. This will cause you to overuse weapons. Depend, you have to learn that even if you use white-level weapons, you must have the ability to beat the strong at the same level with dark gold-level weapons! What you rely on is the five elements I said!"

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, I get it!" Ron nodded solemnly, a glint in his eyes.

In the battle, strength is the most important thing. Without strength, nothing. With strength, it depends on the skills of both parties to control power. The proficient is the winner. If both parties have equal conditions, it depends on wisdom. He is a very smart person, and the rest depends on whose fighting spirit is strong. If all the conditions are equal, the final decision on the victory or defeat depends on which side the goddess of luck is on.

Homelin told Ron about these things when he was teaching, and now it's time for him to use them flexibly.

"This girl is about the same as me in strength, but the weapon is powerful, and overall better than me!" Ron thought to himself, "The skills are also very skilled, and the combat experience is also very rich, not like a novice. Therefore, only wisdom can determine the outcome!"

Win by wisdom, this is the key to victory!

"What is the most afraid of the magician? Close! With..." Ron was happy, and he thought of a way.

At this time, Ron was furious, "Bone Spurs", "Bone Spears" and "Bone Arrows". He splattered Godrey like no money. At the same time, all the skeleton warriors and skeleton heroes rushed towards her frantically. She was in a frenzy.

Godley's "teleport" flashed past his bone spear, "It's useless, you will definitely lose!" Goetheli smiled, she seemed to see the dawn of victory.

At this time, she seemed to have stepped on something under her feet, making a "click--" sound.

Godley was unsteady, and Ron took the shot.

"Skull Recovery Technique!"

Behind Gothic, the skeletons on the ground suddenly combined. A skeleton warrior stood up suddenly. Gothic was shocked. She just raised her magic wand but was knocked out by the bone sword in the hands of the skeleton warrior. The magic wand flew into the air and fell to the ground. Her face was pale with horror. Godley knew very well what it meant to be a magic wand without a magic wand.

At this moment, a bone spear appeared between her brows.

"I lost!" Gotley was also open-minded, and when a skeleton warrior's sharp bone knife pointed at her soft neck, she raised her hand with interest.

Godley gritted her silver teeth. She was unwilling to lose, but she had to admit that the other party was superior in wisdom.

This is a trap. The other party consciously forced her here, and when she just used the teleportation, she couldn't use teleportation twice in a row. There was a skeleton that fell down here. Smashed.

No one could have expected that the skeleton would suddenly stand up. She was caught off guard and the weapon was shot flying. In this way, although she could release magic, there was no suspense about the outcome.

"Bone Prison!" Even though the opponent lost his weapon, Ron still dare not care. He chanted a spell and summoned the "Bone Prison". Several thick bones protruded from the ground to surround her, unable to move. .

"Sorry...Uncle Geralt, I've done my best!" Goethe said helplessly, raising her hands.

"Ah—" How could Geralt expected that his niece would lose, and that he would lose so quickly and so thoroughly.

The victory suddenly reversed, and he was not even prepared to escape.

"Run!" The terrified Geralt had only one thought in his mind. He didn't even think about it, so he ran away, even his son Kitley was ignored.

"Father!" Kitley panicked. He didn't expect his father to leave himself and run away alone.

"Swish—"

A bone spear flew up and pierced Geralt's body. With a look of resentment in his eyes, he looked at Ron, who was slowly approaching, and raised his trembling hand, pointing at him." Salt... family... won't... let you go..." He finished his last sentence, kicked his feet, and then quickly swallowed.

"If I was afraid of you, the Salter family, would I still come for revenge?" Ron said to himself, and as he said, he turned his gaze to Kitley.

"No... don't... don't kill me..." Kitley was already so scared that he was so frightened, he waved his hands and backed desperately, his face was full of panic, "No, I will give you money...I Is it okay to give you money...a lot of money...I will give you the entire Naca Manor——"

Frightened and regretted like a bug, biting his hand desperately, Kitley is indeed regretful now, regretting why he went to Maple Leaf Town, why he wanted to provoke Ron's grandfather, but unfortunately, he It was too late to regret now, and, if he hadn't seen the coffin, he was afraid that he would not even know how to write the word regret.

"Cousin...cousin...save me...save me..." Kitley rolled up and ran to the bone prison, grabbing the edge of the bone prison, like the last straw.

Godley did not look at him, but looked at Ron and said calmly, "Are you going to kill me too?"

"No!" Ron shook his head, "I just want Kitley's life!"

Godley sighed. When she was only thirteen years old, her face showed maturity that was not commensurate with her age, "Cousin, I have tried my best. You should be responsible for your own mistakes. !"

Immediately, she turned to Ron, "If you don't kill me, you may regret it in the future, because I will go back to practice my strength and kill you..."

Ron smiled, "I won't do anything against my principles. If you want revenge, come on, I'm waiting for you!" He finished, and ordered the skeleton warrior to set up Kitt who was soft in mud. Li, go away.

……

Beside the stone bridge in Maple Leaf Town, in front of Grandpa Zari's grave.

Ron knelt on the ground, holding a glass of turbid rice wine in his hand, slowly poured it on the ground, and said softly, "Grandpa, I'm coming to see you again, sorry, I'm late!"

Ron took the enemy to his grandfather's grave to comfort his spirit in the sky.

At this time, Kitley was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, tearing his nose and tears, "Lord Ron, Grandpa Ron, let me go, don't kill me, don't do my business, It’s your grandpa who is not careful... Ah-ah-it's my fault, I won't be with you anymore, um... don't kill me..." Kitley began to say no matter what time he got up, "It's all that kills the Jordin of the knife... if it wasn't him or me..."

After the glass of wine was poured, Ron banged his head three times. At this moment, the skeleton warrior behind Kitley raised his sword.

Kitley's voice stopped abruptly, a head rolled far away, blood spurted, and he could no longer speak.

"It's over!" Looking at Kitley's body, Ron felt a sigh, "Goodbye, Kitley, I hope you will be a commoner in your next life and taste the pain of being oppressed. Maybe that day, You will understand my mood!"

A cold wind blew, Ron's heart didn't feel any pleasure, on the contrary, it seemed even heavier.

Huo Meilin sighed faintly.

"No...it's not over yet!" Ron looked up suddenly, "I still have an enemy, he is more damned than Kitley!"

……

After a while, the "Bone Prison" was finally released, and Godley walked out. She walked quickly to her magic wand, picked it up, and murmured, "What a weird person. He didn't even take my magic wand. Doesn't he know that this thing is the most valuable?"

With the dark gold staff in her hand, Gotley had the desire to catch up again. After thinking about it, she gave up, "Forget it, it might not be his opponent to catch up. Besides, my magic power is also consumed. It's almost there, and if you continue to fight, there may not be any chance of winning!"

"Sorry, Uncle Geralt, Gotley has done his best!"

Godley thought silently. She took a look at the ruined Naca Manor for the last time, sighed and left.