Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 340: The Counterattack of the Soul Burning Terror Knight

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Ron's body flashed out from behind Medusa. At this moment, he was in a state of exhausted oil and light, and he barely opened his eyes.

"There is no way...try it!"

Ron gritted his teeth, he raised his hand slightly, and a powerful soul force burst out from his heart.

In the mighty sea of ​​consciousness, Ron’s soul burned frantically, and at the same time it began to crack. I saw it clutching his head in pain, constantly uttering heart-piercing screams, and a large amount of body There was a black mist, and the body began to gradually blur.

The sea in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was churning frantically, like boiled water, emitting waves in circles. At this time, the entire Sea of ​​Consciousness began to vibrate.

A trace of blue veins was on Ron's face. At this moment, he only felt a headache, not only his head, but his whole body was about to split. The tear of his soul made him feel painful.

A large amount of black mist seeped out from his body, directly permeating the audience, Ron's body was like a fierce beast, and the turbulent power made his heart palpitating.

"Soul burns!"

In an instant, Ron's eyes turned green, and his aura continued to rise.

At this moment, Ron's body rose from the ground and rose into the air.

Everyone felt a terrifying force in this small arena in their hearts.

"What's the matter? After suffering such a serious injury, why is his strength so strong?" Medusa was taken aback, and then changed her mind, "No, his strength is stronger than before. What happened? Matter?"

A trace of anxiety touched Medusa's face, and the giant snake head stepped back slightly, with a wary look in his eyes.

"This human, this human...what's wrong?"

"I don't know what it is, but...it feels so powerful..."

"His power is rising..."

The audience was talking, and their eyes were surprised and suspicious.

In the central box of the Arena, Lijia's brows frowned tightly.

"Grandpa, Ron, he...what is he doing?"

Moran opened her beautiful big eyes in astonishment and said.

"He seems to be performing some kind of ritual..." Saramon also frowned, "I can feel his power rising wildly!"

"You are only half right..." Li Jia said slowly, nodding his head, "He may be performing some kind of ritual, which can greatly increase his power, although I don't know what power it is... But..."

"...This increase in power is not without a price. Rather than being a ritual, I can feel that he is doing some kind of exchange..."

Riga said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, you mean, even if Ron wins the game with his increased strength, he...he will..." Moran said in surprise.

"Yes, his body will also have serious sequelae. Still this sentence, any exchange is not without cost..." Lijia said earnestly.

Ron's expression finally returned to calm. At this time, he slowly raised the bone stick in his hand and sang in a low voice. The deep and powerful voice echoed in the arena.

"Awaken, horror knight..."

Ron, who has been baptized by the burning of his soul, has stepped into the realm of the Undead Grand Mage. At this time, he has the ability to summon a master-level terrorist knight.

An extremely powerful breath enveloped the audience, and countless black mists gathered, forming a huge black six-pointed star in the center of the arena.

Under the gaze of millions of people, a stalwart figure rose slowly among the black six-pointed stars.

I saw that the horror knight was taller and bigger than the black knight. It was more than three meters tall, like a giant. It was wrapped in thick and heavy armor, and even a ghost like a ghost. His face was also concealed by a pair of cold visors, and the bone horses under his hips were also unusually huge, twisting uncomfortably, burning flames all over, and in the hands of the horror knight, holding a huge curved monster A different-length war knife, with its cold tip hanging down, exuding a biting cold light.

The black knight weighs a ton, but the terror knight weighs several tons. Not only that, it also has stronger strength and higher defense than the black knight.

The horror knight in heavy armor stood there, and a suffocating force spread.

"This human being has summoned a powerful undead again..."

"What the **** is this?"

The appearance of the horror knight caused an uproar in the audience.

Medusa looked terrified, "What a terrifying power, what is it? Are these undead?"

Slightly raised the curved long saber in his hand, the flames on the terrorist knight's body were more intense, looking at the huge Medusa, its eyes flashed green and began to charge.

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

The four hooves of the bone horse stepped on the ground, making a dull sound, and the huge terrorist knight rushed towards Medusa fearlessly like an indestructible flame chariot.

"It's useless, let me disappear..."

Seeing the opponent rushing, Medusa screamed, and she opened her mouth, and an "icicle" was blasting towards the terrorist knight.

The icicle hit, and the horror knight calmly raised the shield in his hand. The shield was so huge that it covered half of its body.

"Boom..."

The icicles exploded on the horror knight, and white mist filled the body, wherever it went, it was cold to the bone.

"Hehe...see you are still alive!"

Medusa’s laughter was a bit proud. She was extremely confident in her water magic. Even among the monsters of the same rank, few could get a head-on blow without getting hurt.

At this moment, her pupils stopped abruptly, and a stalwart figure came out of the white mist, rushing towards her holding a huge curved long knife high.

"What?"

Medusa's eyes were full of roundness. This was really unexpected. Under the powerful "icicle" attack, the terrorist knight was unscathed.

The defensive power of the terrorist knight is beyond imagination. Unlike the black knight, it also possesses powerful combat skills and curse skills.

The horror knight is extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye he has reached Medusa, raised a long war knife and chopped it down.

"Terrorist Strike"

The horror knight burst into flames. With a swipe of a huge and sharp sword, it easily pierced Medusa's hard scales. It took advantage of the momentum and left a deep wound. The blood was like a fountain. Broke out.

Medusa was rolling on the floor in pain, and yelled, a large cloud of smoke appeared in the arena.

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

After a blow, the terrorist knight rushed over, turned around and turned back, holding a long war knife high and slashing at Medusa again, this time with a curse attack on its chopping.

"Fear"

The curse technique was cast, and a sensation of heart palpitations spread across Medusa's face. At the same time, there was a momentary loss of consciousness. At this time, the sword struck her, and her body had a few more blood holes. , Blood is flowing...

"Por...por...por..."

The terrorist knight attacked frantically, and every charge brought Medusa a deep bone wound. Medusa was not without a counterattack, but her counterattack seemed so naive and ridiculous in front of the terrorist knight.

Neither physical attacks nor magical attacks can shake the terrorist knight's body. It stands there like a towering mountain. No amount of heavy blows can make it take a step back.

At this moment, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect the situation would suddenly reverse. Now it's Medusa's turn to scream again and again.

"Come on..."

"Come on...Kill her..."

"Human kid, hurry up and kill that monster!"

At this time, there was thunderous applause from the audience, cheers and cheers continued, and almost everyone cheered for Ron.

In the big box in the center.

"Come on, Ron!"

Moran's face was filled with joy, and she jumped her feet, desperately cheering for Ron.

Lijia smiled slightly and said, "Hehe, this undead magic is getting more and more interesting!"

Saramon's face also showed an expression of appreciation.

Du Tan's face was sullen, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Under the repeated blows of the terrorist knights, Medusa's fighting will finally collapsed. She held her head high and yanked her neck and shouted, "I will not fight...I will not fight...I surrender..." /

"Surrender..."

"Hehe...I heard that, that Medusa said surrender..."

"Human kid won!"

Audience Section cheered and clapped endlessly.

The horror knight also stopped his attack, walked back to Ron, and stood silently aside.

The orc referee rushed down, walked to Ron, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Ron smiled slightly, and the blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He was already at the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. As soon as his body became weak, he collapsed and passed out.

The orc referee stretched out his hand to hold it, took a deep breath, grabbed the unconscious Ron's arm and raised it high, "victor...Ron..."

"Good job, human kid..."

"A wonderful battle..."

The orcs in the audience stood up and applauded, paying the highest respect to the strong in their hearts.

At this time, Medusa has transformed into a human form, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She glared at Ron, who had fainted, her mouth moved without speaking. Turning his head, limping away.

On the high platform, watching all this with cold eyes, for a long time, he shook his head and disappeared into the platform.

"Ron...what happened to Ron?"

Moran rushed to the players' lounge, watching the orc referee supporting Ron, who was in a puddle of mud, and asked anxiously.

"It's nothing, he seems to have passed out, he should wake up after a short rest!"

The orc referee answered honestly. He then thought, "Of course, I will find someone to deal with his injury!"

"Thank you..." Moran breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "You don't care about the injury, I am a wizard..."

"So that's the case, then trouble Master Wizard..."

The orc referee nodded, put him on a simple bed, bowed, turned and went out.

Moran glanced at Ron worriedly. Ron's breathing was messed up, and the scars on his body were deeply visible.

With a long sigh, Moran said quietly, "Ron, Ron, is this young strong fight really worth your hard work?"

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