Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 133: The treatment fails?

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Ron was one enemy three, and was at a disadvantage at first, but slowly, the situation was brought back to the floor bit by bit. At this time, he used the melee "dead magic" to perfection, and the three besieging him The guy was out of breath.

The soldier in the 408 dormitory said: "Damn it, doesn't this guy have any weaknesses? The melee is so strong?"

The other warrior gritted his teeth, "I heard that he is an ancient necromancer, **** it, is ancient necromancer really so strong? Isn't this really a legend?"

Katina looked at Ron in the field intently, with a hint of envy in her tone, "Those summoned skeleton puppets are too powerful, not afraid of injury or death, both hands are broken and they are still fighting. The ancient necromancer is really amazing!"

"Yes!" Xia sighed, "This is the real ancient undead magic. Even Vivian's is not real undead magic. I heard that Vivian is also learning from him now!"

In the stands, Angel's tone also became excited, "Too great, this guy is too powerful, even close combat is so strong, one enemy three, not at a disadvantage!"

Nicolas looked at Ron and thought, "Sure enough, he is a good seed. The most rare thing is that he is so young and his potential is limitless. If only he is willing to work for the empire!"

At this time, Emperor Nicholas suddenly said, "Dean Platz, is this student's name Ron?"

"Huh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Platz's eyes, and he calmed down quickly, "Yes, Your Majesty, I am surprised that you will know the name of an ordinary student in our college!"

"Normal? No...no...he's not ordinary at all!" Nicholas shook his head. "Just a few days ago, I met an envoy of the Holy Roman Empire. He proposed to me through diplomatic relations. , Demanding that this child be exchanged for ten million gold coins..."

"This kid is at Barovax Academy! And he is the only Necromancer in the Academy!"

"Ten million gold coins?" This number frightened everyone, and even the strong of the sanctuary might be tempted.

Nicolas came here to watch the "Roland Cup" game on the surface, but in fact, he wanted to inquire about Ron.

A Necromancer is required for a price of ten million. Nicholas believes that this is definitely not the Holy Roman Empire's madness. There must be a lot of articles in it.

"Did you agree?" Platz frowned, his eyes fixed on Nikolai, the faint scent of gaze.

Nikola's heart shuddered. He already knew the attitude of the other party from Platz's face. He shook his head, "No! I refused!"

A smile finally appeared on Platz's face, "The Holy See also sent a message, but I also rejected it!"

He raised his voice and said, "Ron is a student of our college. Our college will do its duty to protect him until he graduates. Of course, I can't interfere with his whereabouts after graduation!"

Nicholas was a little dissatisfied, but he did not show it on his face, but as Platz, the sanctuary strong, he is indeed qualified to say these things, and his dissatisfaction is useless, in front of the sanctuary strong , The so-called secular power is just a joke.

He rubbed his forehead and asked, "Undead magic has disappeared for 100,000 years, how did Ron learn it?"

Platz said, "I don’t know about this, and I don’t even ask him, but he is sure that he has inherited the ancient undead magic. Because of this, as the only necromancer in the world, I am even more unlikely. Give him to the Holy See!"

At this time, Montegoth interjected, "Why is the Holy See so caring about a Necromancer, oh! No, it should be an ancient Necromancer!"

Platz said, "I don't know, it may be due to their beliefs. They are self-righteous incarnations of light, and naturally they cannot tolerate the existence of darkness."

I deeply agree with this Montegod, "Yes, these fanatical religious elements are sometimes unreasonable. It is very foolish to start a war with religious issues!"

Nicholas laughed, "In terms of the temperament of the Holy Roman Empire, this is not the first time! But I think this world is diverse and should accommodate different voices, different races, and different powers. ……"

Nikolai turned sideways to make himself more comfortable. "The Holy See is not doing a good job at this point!"

"It's normal!" Platz shrugged, "They were originally a country where church and state are united..."

At this time, the battle in the field is also coming to an end. Surrounded by Ron's large number of skeletal warriors, a knight and two warriors are in danger. At this time, they are almost exhausted and there is no way to fight. , And they were wounded, not to mention Ron's masterpiece. On the other hand, Mannie and Aurora also completely gained the upper hand, making the 408 dormitory overwhelming.

"It's not good, the second and fifth brother...he..." At this time, Karaqi's exclamation came.

Ron took a closer look. It was amazing. The fat man, like a mad bull, unknowingly rushed into the opponent's formation, and was immediately surrounded.

Fatty was low-powered, and soon he seemed to be in danger, but he didn't realize it. Instead, the more he fought, the more crazy he became. Later, it was almost a situation where the bayonet saw a red, and the fat was a bit scary. .

Ron was in a hurry, and suddenly forced back from the knight who was entangled with him, and shouted loudly, "Twenty-five brothers, stop rushing, come back soon..."

"Come back, fat man..." Lan Terry also shouted loudly. He wanted to rush to save the fat man, but unfortunately he was entangled by the other party.

But the fat man turned a deaf ear. The more he hits, the more crazy he got. The wounds on his body became more and more, and he almost turned into a blood man.

"It's useless, the fat man has been beaten crazy, no one can call him!" Aurora said calmly, she already knew the fat man's temper.

"What should I do?" Ron said anxiously.

"Let Ransim save him!" Aurora thought for a while and said.

"Okay!" Ransim agreed. Since the start of the war, his healing skills have been used well, and he saw the dark gold scepter in his hand, "Healing..."

Nothing happened this time.

"Huh? What? Isn't it? Come again?" Ransim's face changed a few times, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. His healing technique unexpectedly failed again...

"Ransim, hurry up, Brother Twenty-Five is going to die soon!" Karaqi stomped and shouted.

"Healing!"

Raised the scepter again, but unfortunately it still failed, and the fat man's body was already crumbling.

Aurora was shocked, "Isn't it, Ransim, your healing technique is not good? Didn't it work well just now?"

"I...I don't know..." Ransim was so anxious that he almost cried. He raised his scepter again and again, and chanted the spell silently again and again, but it was all in vain, he was about to collapse.

"What? Some people are injured like this! Why doesn't the pastor get healed? Is the mana used up?" Some students talked quietly.

In the stands in the duel, Princess Angel couldn't help but curl her lips. "The fat guy is still the same. As a thief, he actually charges like a warrior. He hasn't fallen yet. This is fortune telling him... …"

The Killer King Hill next to him snorted coldly, "Fortunately, this fat guy is not a student of my college, otherwise I have to kill him..."

Hill’s anger is justified. He could not help but feel a fire when he saw the fat man. His fat body almost burst the slender thieves’ tights. If possible, Hill would definitely reward him with a few big ears. What a thief who is so fat, the thief's face is lost by you.

Suddenly, Angel cried out in surprise, "Huh? What's the matter? The fat guys are injured like this, and the priest doesn't treat it!"

Montgothic laughed, and he gently buckled the armrest of the chair. "It's not that he doesn't heal, but he can't release the healing technique. Didn't you see that he recites the spell again and again, but he can't release it. Hehe, such a pastor can be considered a strange flower..."

Here, everyone can see that Ron is basically supporting the overall situation. He and the summoned skeletons dragged down three people, and had the upper hand, hitting several people. I have to look up.

"Father, I decided to go back to the hospital for class. Angel said suddenly that this decision made Nikolai a little bit astonished.

Platz smiled slightly, "Yes, but we have to wait until after the qualifying match!" As he said, his eyes glanced at the Grand Magister Sofron, who shrank slightly, not daring to look at him. .

Platz retracted his gaze and looked at Angel and said slowly, "Princess Angel, don't worry, I will arrange a suitable dormitory for you when I look back, at least it won't hold you back!"

"No need, Dean Platz!" Angel shook her head unexpectedly, and showed a meaningful smile in Platz's astonished eyes, "I still decided to return to my 302 dorm..."

In the duel arena, Ron's anger suddenly burst, and the power of his soul exploded, a large cloud of black mist filled the duel, and the entire duel was filled with a trace of eerie and strange smell.

With a roar, the bone spear swept across, and the knight on the war horse couldn't dodge, and was knocked to the ground at once. Ron was like an angry lion, riding a skeleton warrior and rushed towards the fat man.

And the 408 dormitory collapsed amidst the shouts, morale plummeted, and Ron and the others were beaten down.

"Ron, find a way to save the fat man!" Aurora said loudly.

"Okay!" Ron replied, and at the same time he chanted a spell, and his soul power poured out frantically. Then, one by one, "bone prisons" sprang from the ground, firmly trapping the people who besieged Fatty. At the same time, a large number of "bone arrows" were summoned, and opponents fell to the ground with their arrows.

The thief lay on the ground in pain, clutching his thigh and wailing.

"I surrender..."

"Surrender..."

Seeing that the situation is over, the 408 dormitory team surrendered one after another. They could see that they were not the opponent of 302 dormitory at all. Although some members were dragging their feet, Ron alone was enough to deal with them.