Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 845: Main battlefield

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"Boom..."

Only hearing a loud noise, Ron only felt that his feet were empty and his whole person sank, and then a large black net came down from above, enveloping the three of them. Topdotnovel(23)(wx).com

Ron was taken aback and tried to stand up. At this moment, he felt his feet tight, and countless cold, pale arms stretched out from the ground, grabbing Ron's feet and dragging him down. .

"No, I'm in the middle!"

At this moment, Ron no matter how stupid he is, he knows that these people have been trapped by the other side. Most of the residents of these death knell towns are robbers.

"Kill!"

At this moment, a scream of killing came from outside the trap. Hearing the momentum, there were no fewer than a thousand people.

To be honest, Ron didn’t seem to be flustered. There are not many strong people among these people. They are generally at the level of teachers and masters. Of course, the definition of "strong" means right As far as Ron was concerned, what he didn't understand was why these people had to act on them, and he didn't even think about how to deal with these undead who are also cultivating soul power.

The undead boy took the lead. At this moment, he has jumped into the trap, his agile hands are like a leopard, his sharp eyes staring at the keel staff in Ron's hand, his greedy expression is all over him.

"Holy artifact, keel staff, in this way, Vitra has a very good weapon!"

At the turn of the thoughts, the undead boy's eyes flashed fiercely, and the long knife in his hand struck a bright light, and he slashed at Ron. His target was Ron's arm.

As long as this arm is cut off, the dragon bone staff sacred artifact will always belong to him. Vitra will be very happy to get this bone staff.

In a trance, the undead boy seemed to see his sister's smile.

"Sanctuary strong!"

As soon as the undead boy took the shot, Ron quickly guessed the strength of the opponent. His strength is not strong, just the sanctuary.

Nicole on the other side was already eclipsed by horror, and the sanctuary powerhouse was an unattainable existence for her, the undead master, especially in close combat.

Just as Ron was about to fight back, Shari stretched out a one-handed sword and blocked him in front of Ron.

"Dang--" With a sound, the two weapons intersected, bursting out a dazzling light, and the two-handed long sword in the hands of the undead boy suddenly broke into two pieces.

"What?"

The undead boy was taken aback. He took a closer look and discovered that the opponent's one-handed knight sword was also a holy weapon.

"It's actually a sacred weapon again? These mercenaries...not easy!"

The undead boy gritted his teeth with hatred, but he has no time to worry about weapons, because the next moment, the long sword in the hands of the heavily armored female knight has been placed on his neck.

The speed of the undead boy is very fast. In fact, he is quite confident in his own speed, but he did not expect that the opponent's speed will be faster, so he stopped him at once.

"Don't move, just one move will kill you!"

Xia Ya's tall body pinched the little undead boy as if holding a chicken, and shouted coldly.

The undead boy was framed by a long sword on his neck, and he did not dare to move. What made him even more shocked was that the female death knight holding him was actually a semi-god powerhouse.

According to the habits of the main plane, the strong who surpassed the sanctuary and mastered part of the law are called demigods. Compared with the strong of the gods, they prefer this name.

"Brother!"

The undead girl named Vitra rushed over with more than a thousand undead, and saw that her brother had been restrained by a move, she was so anxious that she shed tears, and immediately stopped the rushing crowd.

"You...you let him go!"

"Char...stop him, but don't hurt him!"

At this time, Ron had already reacted and said in a deep voice. He paused under his feet, and there was a wailing below. The zombies lying in the trap had been burned clean by the fire of his soul.

"Finally out of danger!"

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief, the little heart still "plops—plops—"

"Nether Knight!"

After knowing the strength of the opponent, the undead boy finally knew that he had been planted. A demigod-level powerhouse, everyone in Deathstroke Town might not be able to win each other together.

Ron, Xia, and Nicole crawled out of the trap and looked a little embarrassed. They suffered such a terrible loss in the hands of the strong man in the sanctuary, and only once after Ron became a god.

Xia restrained the pale-faced undead boy, and used the sword to force the nearly a thousand undead to retreat step by step. The undead boy was pinched by Xia in his hand, looking dejected.

Ron tidyed up the clothes on his body, and then he looked at the undead around him. It was okay if he didn't look at him, he was shocked when he saw it. The group of "undead" in front of him is not so much "undead. Beggars are almost the same.

A tattered clothes, full of holes. I don’t know how long it has been washed, and the weapons they hold in their hands are also in dilapidated conditions, some broken swords, broken axes, and crude bone making. The rod has only one side round shield, and some even hold things like wooden sticks.

But there is no denying that these people are very strong. Not to mention the kid caught by Xia, even the undead girl named his sister is also a strong sanctuary, except for these two people, Many others are division-level, master-level powerhouses. Such a lineup is also a powerful force on the Noah Continent, but in the main plane of the undead, this "force" seems to be poorly mixed.

The two-handed long knife in the hands of the undead boy is considered a better weapon, but it has been rusted, so it's no wonder that it broke into two pieces when it touched Xia's sword.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Ron asked in a deep voice, and Xia reached out and pushed the undead boy in his hand.

"It's none of his business...you...you let go of my brother!" the undead girl said anxiously.

"I...I am the mayor of Deathstroke Town, I...My name is White...They are all residents of Deathstroke Town!" The undead boy sighed, his mouth was full of bitterness. He knew that he wanted to rob today. If it doesn't work, it would be nice to save your life.

The death knight named Char can deal with all of them, but among the three, the little necromancer is faintly headed, and his strength is not clear to the undead boy.

"Let them lay down their weapons, stop resisting, she is a strong demigod."

Except for the necromancer, the other two seem to be humans...wait...humans? A human being has such a powerful strength?

The young man named White was shocked, and he finally chose to surrender.

The crisis was lifted, and Ron was relieved. He really didn't want to confront these undeads if it wasn't necessary, it would go against his mission.

"Char, let him go!"

Cha Ya still let go of White, her gaze fell on the half-broken knife in White's hand, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

White was embarrassed, lowered his head and dared not look directly, while the other undead were so frightened that they threw their weapons on the ground when they heard the words "Demi-God Strong". Ron saw that these weapons were varied. There are even fire sticks.

"You are all residents of Deathstroke Town, how do you do the robbery? Huh? You are the mayor... actually took your own townspeople to robbery?" Ron said sternly, on the continent of Noah, Such a thing is unthinkable. A town mayor takes his townspeople to rob-rob? This is not a den of thieves? Where are the caravans and mercenaries who dare to pass by here, if things spread, who will do business with you? It's good not to send an army to suppress it.

Ron's strange thing is that a town that relies on robbery and robbery can live up to now. Of course, judging from their skinny faces and tattered clothes, it seems that they are not doing well.

Ron looked at the undead carefully. Most of these undead are very similar to Klein. They have a pale face without a trace of blood, and black eyes with a little glaucoma. They are different from the undead seen by Ron. Yes, these undead's eyes seemed to have lost their anger, and their faces were dull, like corpses of walking corpses. If they hadn't sensed that their souls were still alive, Ron thought these people were dead.

With this look, Ron remembered where he had seen it before, that was when despair was at its extreme and there was no hope in front of him.

White blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "The residents of our town are defeated in your hands. Kill if you want, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

"What are you doing?" Ron smiled coldly, "Just because we are strong, you have to answer our questions unconditionally? Ha ha, death? What is death to the undead? I can take you before you die Pulled out the soul of tortured with a hundred methods, believe it or not?"

The undead suddenly panicked when they were scared by Ron’s words. They cultivated their soul power and naturally knew what was going on. Ron was right. Death is not terrible to the undead. Prohibition and loss of freedom.

"You... are you also a demigod powerhouse?" Vitra exclaimed.

White's face is pale, and he can extract his soul alive. Who else can he be if he isn't an undead magister? I thought that today was really bad luck. Not only did they encounter a demigod-level death knight, but also a demigod-level necromancer. They knew in their hearts that a demigod-level necromancer was better than a demigod-level death knight. It's much scarier.

Vitra looked into Ron's eyes, and only felt that the strength of the opponent was unfathomable. Of course, she would not think of Ron towards the gods because it was too far away.

"Hehe, what do you mean?"

Ron smiled coldly. Naturally, he wouldn't show his true strength. These people think that they are strong in God's realm, and that is good.

"You...what do you want to ask?"

White finally gave up resistance, and looked at each other with his sister Vitra, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Very well, I like people who cooperate very much!"

Ron smiled slightly, and asked in a pleasant tone, "I ask you, where is this place...Uh, I know this is Deathstroke Town. What I want to know is, which area is located in the main plane of the undead?" /

"This is the eastern direction of the main plane of the undead, belonging to Hokan Zone."

White thought for a while to answer, this is not a difficult question to answer, all the undead know, but why do these guys ask such simple questions? Did he come from the second plane?

"Hokan Zone?"

Ron didn't hear the name too much, but Nicole over there jumped up like a fire on her ass.

"This...isn't this the main battlefield where the Scourge and the Holy Angels battled before?"