Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 517: Defend the Undercity! The final battle

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I don't know when Ron woke up quietly. He felt that he had regained some consciousness. He opened his eyes and straightened out of the bed with a sound of "Rolling".

Ron is in a place that looks like a tent. The tent is black, and even the light inside the tent becomes dim, but this is not difficult for Ron. As a necromancer, he is born with night vision. animal.

Ron looked around the tent quietly. The equipment in the tent was very rudimentary. Except for the quilt and the low table next to him, there was nothing in the tent, oh... it was just on the table. With a glass of water.

Ron stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the bracket of the tent, and slowly stood up. At this moment, his gaze solidified, and he saw the bracket he was touching. The texture clearly came from the bones.

At this moment, Ron looked up slightly, just in time to see a hideous skull whose black hole was facing him, his mouth widened as if he was laughing.

If ordinary people see skeletons in such a place, they will be scared to death, but Ron is different. He is more cordial when he sees skeletons.

Ron gently stroked the skull and looked around, but he was surprised, "Where is this place?"

Just as Ron was puzzled, suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and then, there was a "boom—" the ground, a loud noise came, and the earth vibrated strongly.

"What's the matter?" Ron was startled, he almost couldn't stand still.

At this time, the curtain of the tent was suddenly opened, and a figure hurried in.

The man was a young man in his twenties, wearing a black robe with a skull embroidered on his chest, looking like a necromancer, and holding a white scepter in his hand.

When the young man in the black robe saw Ron, his eyes lit up, and he said with joy, "Seller, you finally woke up, come with me soon, the leader is angry!"

"Saeler?" The second monk Ron was puzzled. Isn't he called Ron? Why did you change your name to Saylor?

"I...I'm Ron, not Thaler, who are you?" Ron said eagerly.

"Ron?" The black-robed young man touched Ron's forehead, and said dubiously, "Syler, are you not being brainstormed by those guys? You even forgot your name, and, You don’t even recognize me?"

"Ah--"

Ron was taken aback and thought what was going on. Before he could ask, the black-robed young man was already urging. No way, Ron had to walk out of the tent with the black-robed young man. .

Outside the tent, there were wolves everywhere, as if they had experienced countless wars, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and from time to time I saw one or two corpses in black.

The black-robed young man took Ron's hand and shuttled along the ruined city wall. Only then did Ron know that his name was Nissi.

"Nissi, where are you taking me? Also, what is this place?" Ron finally couldn't help asking after being dragged by the black-robed young man for a long time.

"Hey, it seems that you have really been beaten up. I will take you to see the leader, reorganize our resistance. Alas... to be honest, we don't have much resistance... I hope you can maintain some strength!" Nissi hurriedly said to him as he walked.

Although Ron didn't understand well, he also knew his general situation.

I don't know why his soul is possessed by a guy named Thaler, who happens to be a necromancer, and seems to be of advanced level strength. That Nissi does not know what strength it is, it seems that he is stronger than him.

But why is this happening?

Ron was puzzled.

Nisira took Ron all the way up the city, and saw a large densely packed skeletons standing on the city head-all skeleton magicians, among those skeleton magicians, stood more than a dozen black ones. When the silhouette saw Nissi and Ron running by, their eyes swept over.

"Captain Little, I brought Thaler!" Nissi walked to the captain named Little, and said breathlessly, "He just woke up!"

The head of Little is a thin middle-aged man with chestnut hair, a little pale face, and eagle-like eyesight.

Little frowned as soon as he saw Ron, "Seyler, you kid is finally here, I thought you were so scared to pee your pants!"

One sentence made several other necromancers also amused.

"Why, those **** have already attacked?" Nissi was surprised, looked around, and asked.

"It should be coming soon, I have received bad news from the front!" Commander Little frowned. He glanced at Ron. "But Seiler, if it's more night, I don't think you will use it anymore. !"

"Sorry!" Ron's mouth moved for a long time, and finally he said a word, he knew these people were waiting for him.

"Oh?" Little was surprised. He looked at Ron carefully up and down, but found nothing wrong, and nodded, "Get ready to fight!"

"Yes!" Nissi and Ron responded in unison.

Yellow fireballs flicked across the air. It was the traces of magic artillery in the air. The sound of killing was shaking in the distance, and the smell of blood was wafting in the air.

This is the battlefield! A battlefield that sees human life like a straw!

Ron knew at this time that those Necromancers were actually part of a powerful Necromancer group. The entire wizard group was composed of Necromancers, and Little was the leader of this wizard group. His Strength is the Great Magister of the Undead.

This Necromancer regiment has been fighting on the front line. Due to the fierce war, the wizard regiment has been maimed after several battles. There were only more than 20 Necromancers left, including Luo. Ennei is already the last force of the entire wizard group.

They were originally ordered to rest in the city and stand by at any time, but now the battle is critical, and the Necromancer regiment, which has won the honor of heroes, is sent out again.

"Be careful, they rushed up!" Nissi exclaimed, pointing down.

Ron looked in the direction Nissi was pointing, and saw that not far below their feet, a large number of swordsmen and paladins in white armor suddenly appeared. They were wearing heavy armor and white armor. It was tattered and stained with blood, and it seemed to have experienced more than one battle.

These people are hundreds of meters away from them, and before they arrive, their fierce murderous auras have rushed toward their faces. They roared, holding high the weapons in their hands, and their sharp swords shone cold under the scorching sun.

At this moment, Ron's eyes froze instantly, because he saw a sign on the shield of a person in front of him, which was too familiar.

It was a cross, on which was engraved an angel with wings spread out.

"Holy Holy See!"

Ron's blood rushed to his face, and in an instant, his heart surged with murderous intent!

Yes, they are the Holy See, Ron's mortal enemy.

The enemy attacked, and Little frowned. Compared to the others, he was much calmer as the regiment leader. I saw that he did not know where to take out a fiery red bone staff and looked around what was left. Everyone glanced, and a trace of sorrow flashed in their eyes, he took a deep breath and said loudly.

"Everyone, let me first tell you the unfortunate news. When the enemy came here, it means that the front line has been lost, and behind us... is the last fortress of our natural disaster church——Undercity, ha ha, You say...Can we let these guys rush into the city?"

"No! No!"

More than twenty necromancers roared loudly. Their thin bodies wielded bone sticks. Nissi’s eyes were already blood red, because his brother, a handsome death knight, had already sacrificed on the front line. The Holy See is full of hatred.

Ron stood blankly, opened his mouth in a daze, his mind was blank. Only then did he realize that he was now on the battlefield of the natural disaster church 100,000 years ago, possessed by a small On the Necromancer, and behind them, is the main city of the Omros Continent Natural Disaster Church-Undercity 100,000 years ago. Now it has reached the last moment.

This! What exactly is going on?

Little glanced at the few remaining members, nodded lightly, with a smile on his face, "Despite the catastrophe of the Scourge Church, we can never give up hope, as far as I know. , Grand Elder Mestor has activated the spirit gathering formation left by the Lich King in the Undercity, and poured all his power into the Young Master-Salimus. Salimus is a genius, and his strength is already at a young age. He has reached the high level of the sanctuary, and now he is going to the realm of the gods...As long as there is an undead magister in the natural disaster church, all the difficulties we face will be reversed..."

"The Necromancer!"

Little's words aroused everyone's fighting spirit, and even Ron was enthusiastic.

"Master Little, tell me what we should do?" a necromancer shouted.

"Very simple! Grand Elder Mesto has ordered to defend the Undercity and buy time for Young Master Salimus..." Little looked around and raised his voice suddenly, "Maybe we will all sacrifice. Maybe we will never see our loved ones again, but I, Little, will never allow... anyone to step back!"

When talking, Little's face was murderous.

"Kill those bastards!"

"Death to defend the Undercity!"

All the necromancers roared at the same time, their eyes became red, hatred was biting their hearts, and almost everyone had their relatives dead in the hands of the Holy See.

Little Bone Staff pointed forward, "Go, let these scum of the Holy See taste the power of our Necromancers. As the strongest profession of the Church of Natural Disasters, we Necromancers are by no means dry food. Even if we die, Fight to the last minute!"

"Little Necromancers follow the order! For the glory of the Scourge Church... Attack!"

Little gave an order, and all the necromancers immediately launched an attack.

The sound of killing shook the world and saw countless skeleton warriors, skeleton warriors, and skeleton magicians crawling out from the ground, holding simple weapons in their hands, and faint green light flashed in their black holes.

At this time, the troops of the Holy See had already rushed to the front, fighting with the skeleton warriors in front.

The necromancers behind were not idle either, countless bone spears, bone spurs, death coils and other undead magic blasted their enemies one by one, starting a thrilling **** battle.

The final battle of the Undercity finally kicked off.

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