Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 92: Tiger King Hayfels

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"You lost..."

This sentence is no less than a thunder in Heifert's ears. I am defeated? I lost? how is this possible? How could I lose to a trash necromancer? how is this possible?

Heifert's mind is blank, he has not recovered from the shock.

"Heifert..." The red-haired woman Ycharlot exclaimed and rushed over with some of his roommates.

Ron snorted coldly, "Don't come here!" He picked a few from the bone spear in his hand.

Icharlot didn't dare to move, but she met Ron with a vicious look.

He didn’t have much affection for this beautiful girl Ron. He turned to Heifelt and said coldly, “Heifelt, let’s forget about this today. I don’t want you to provoke me again. Understand?"

After speaking, Ron moved his hand and the bone spear turned into a cloud of black energy and disappeared in front of everyone.

"It's amazing..."

The eyes of the students onlookers showed a fiery look. Ron was no longer a waste in their eyes. He proved with his strength that the Necromancer was also very powerful.

"Sure enough, he won!" Cardina murmured, "Is this still a necromancer? How is it completely different from what I know?"

Xia Ya took a deep breath and said, "I think I was as shocked as you at the beginning, thinking that I could not be defeated by a fifteen-year-old boy, and that boy was still a trash necromancer, but the truth is, I was wrong, so wrong..."

Ron smiled coldly and walked away. The students consciously stepped aside. Some of the little girls' eyes were full of shiny little stars, and their faces looked admiring.

"Heifert, are you okay?" The red-haired girl Yi Charlotte stretched out his hand to support Heifert and said softly.

Anger, unwillingness, shame, all kinds of negative emotions bite his heart, his body is shaking, and his thoughts become extremely unstable.

Finally, Heifert could not hold back, his humiliation had reached its limit, suddenly, a flash in his hand, a dark gold-level long sword appeared in his hand

At this moment, he stood up abruptly and shouted, "Ron, you die for me!"

No one expected this change. Heyfelter had already started, and the dark golden long sword emitted a strong light, which made everyone unable to open their eyes.

"Blade of Blazing Fire..."

Under the strong pressure of the Blade of Fire, the surrounding air was also burning, Heifelt was already dizzy, he was really moving, and wanted to kill Ron!

"Ron, be careful..." At this moment, Xia could not help but exclaim. Somehow, she had an urge to save him.

Don’t need Xia’s reminder, Ron has been alert to the back, just like hunting in the mountains, he never really handed over his back to others, he has been paying attention.

Ron snorted coldly, "I don't know whether to live or die. I thought you were really reflecting on it. Since this is the case, I'm not welcome..."

The powerful black energy condensed in his hand and instantly turned into a ball of light. The ball of light swirled around in Ron's hands. The ball of light was filled with the power of death.

"Death Coil..."

Ron's eyes were cold, and at this moment he decided not to keep his hands.

"Boom..."

Heifert's body was blasted in mid-air, and his whole body flew upside down, and a trace of blood spurted from his mouth, sprinkling a beautiful blood.

"Wow! Wow!"

Heifert's body hit the old desk on the side, and the entire desk fell over and made a loud noise.

"Heifert..." Echarlot didn't care about anything anymore, and ran over like crazy.

Heifert's face is like golden paper, and the black soul power is constantly entangled in his body, and the whole person is unconscious.

Ron just dropped a sentence coldly, "Deserve it..." After speaking, he ignored everyone and left in strides.

Katina looked at Char playfully, "Sister Char, I didn't hear, what were you talking about just now?"

Char's face flushed, she snorted and said plausibly, "Yes, I was reminding him just now that I don't want him to die in the hands of that trash Heyfelter. I want revenge. Never borrow the hands of others, Ron, that nasty guy, if he wants to die, he can only die in my hands..."

After watching the play, the students gradually dispersed. These freshmen walked along and talked enthusiastically about what happened just now. Ron's strength left a deep impression on their hearts.

"Oh, is it?" Cardina smiled and said, "That nasty guy has gone, Sister Xia, do we want to catch up..."

"Chasing, of course I want to chase, how could I let him go?" Xia gritted her teeth.

……

In a small independent bungalow in Barovax College, this is the residence of the elites of the college’s middle and upper grades. In the college, students with strong strength and good grades are generally allocated by the college uniformly. It is a high-end student apartment, which is totally different from the dormitory of ordinary students.

A magnificent hall, the furniture inside is made of high-grade hardwood, revealing an atmospheric European style everywhere.

In the hall, a burly man with a sullen face said in his characteristic low voice, "What the **** is going on?"

On a luxurious big bed, Heyfeldt closed his eyes tightly, knowing whether he was alive or dead. A beautiful woman next to him was carefully examining his body. Seeing her attire, it was obviously a priest.

The burly man's eyes swept to Fresino, who was standing next to him, and the white-robed magician Fresino trembled, and immediately stood up and said, "Boss, this... is it none of my business?"

"It's none of your business?" The burly man raised his eyelid and glanced at him.

"Yes...Yes..." Fresino was responding. Suddenly, the burly man stood up, and a strong wind rose from the palm of a fan.

With a "pop--" Fresino received a very crisp slap in the face.

Fresino covered his face and said with a weeping face, "Hmm...well...Boss..."

The burly man pointed at him and said word by word, "My brother was beaten up like this, you don't think it's your business?"

The burly man is Heifelt’s brother, Heifels, a senior knight, Heifels, also known as the Tiger King, and his mount is a black tiger with long teeth.

At this time, a white light floated, and the beautiful woman performed a healing technique. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the white light, and they forgot to breathe. Hefels was even more nervous and sweated. .

White light flashed, and the beautiful priestess opened her eyes. She frowned, gave Hefels a helpless look, and shook her head.

Hyfels frowned, "Missoia, what's going on, your therapy seems useless?"

Misoia is the beautiful pastor. She is the wife of Heifers. She just got married last month. He should call her sister-in-law by generation.

Misoia shook her head, and said in a crisp voice, "Heyfeldt was not injured, so my healing technique is not effective for him. He seems to have been cursed..."

"Curse? There is still something like this now?" Hefels was surprised and asked hurriedly, "What should I do?"

Misoia pondered for a moment, "To lift the curse, you can use the priest's purification technique, but I haven't learned the purification technique yet, this may need to ask my tutor for help..."

"Purification..." Hayfels nodded, "Well, go ahead and tell your tutor, saying that my Tiger King Hayfels owes him a favor..."

Misoia nodded, turned and left. She had no choice but to turn to her mentor for Heifert's situation.

Hyfels turned around, took a look at Fresino, and snorted, "It's all a good thing you did..." He slapped him to vent, but he had to get it right now. Know what that curse is all about.

"Boss, it's not me, it's Ron..." Fresino took a step back and said eagerly.

Hyfels frowned, "Ron, who is he? I know someone with a little bit of strength in the academy. I don't seem to have heard of this name before. Is it a freshman?"

Fresino: "Yes, boss, that Ron is a freshman, just a few days after coming to the academy, by the way, he is still a necromancer..."

Hyfels' heart moved, he turned around abruptly, "What? You say it again? Necromancer? He was beaten like this by a necromancer?"

"Yes...yes..." Fresino's confidence is a little lacking.

Hyfels shook his head and slowly turned around, "Impossible, it is impossible for a necromancer to have such strength!"

Fresino was anxious, "Boss, it's true..." He told the ins and outs of the conflict between Heifert and Ron.

"Boss, many freshmen at the scene have seen it. It is the Ron who labeled Master Heifert like this. I won't lie to you..."

Fosino said with added vigour.

After Hefels listened, his face was completely gloomy, "Regardless of whether he is a necromancer or not, this new student is too arrogant. Everyone knows that Heifelt is my brother. I dare to touch my brother. People, I will never let him go, let alone an ordinary freshman, even if it is the first paladin Merklin of Barovax Academy, I will meet him..."

"Yes, smash this guy into ten thousand pieces..." Fresino exclaimed excitedly. He was slapped by Hefels because of Heifelt's affairs. Ron hated all of this too, he didn't dare to canthus Hefels.

Hyfels glanced at him, "I am avenging my brother, why are you so excited? Why did you go back then."

"Uh..." Fresino was speechless. After he blocked Gothic back, he was not interested in going up to watch the duel between the two. In his imagination, Ron would never belong to Heifert. Opponent, he was happy, and went straight back to the dormitory.

At this moment, Hefirs turned around and frightened Fresino. He saw Hefirs’ face became distorted with anger. Fressino had never seen Hefir Si showed such a terrible face.

"The people who inform us, go to Ron for an explanation, I want to see how sacred this guy is..."