Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 111: Out of control

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In the middle of the night, outside the gate of a quiet room at Balowix College, a crowd of people stood. They consciously divided into two rows and waited anxiously. They were almost all from the departments of the college. Mentor, standing in front is impressively Deputy Dean Darbus.

Suddenly, the door to the quiet room opened, and a kind-eyed old man walked out slowly.

"The Dean!"

"Master Dean!"

Those people greeted them one after another, and their faces were full of respect, because what came out of them was St. Platz, the dean of the Barovax College and the Sanctuary Powerful Fire System.

Platz was wearing a plain white magic robe, the ornamentation on it was not gorgeous, his gray hair was neatly combed behind his head, and his chin was a long goatee, almost hanging down to his chest.

Platz’s face is smiling, as if he always has a kind smile, as if no one will be angry. In addition to being the dean of the Barovax College, he is also from the Roland Empire Magic Union The president, he has a very high prestige in the empire, but he spends most of his time in cultivation, and the affairs of the academy are generally managed by the deputy dean Dubus.

Platz’s face is full of smiles, "You are all here!"

All the mentors saluted respectfully and stood by the side. At this moment, the old woman squeezed forward with an angry face and complained to Platz, "Master Dean, you are going to be the master for me... …"

"Oh? Something?" Platz was a little surprised. He encountered something as soon as he left the customs. It seems that this veteran tutor has suffered a lot of grievances.

Speaking, tell Platz about the incident that wounded Ron dozens of students.

Platts was surprised, "Is there such a thing?" He turned his gaze to Vice Dean Dubbs. As his deputy, Dubbs is naturally a person he can trust. He wants to listen. Darbus's statement.

Dubs had a calm look. He saluted and said, "Yes, Master Dean, this is indeed true. I have been imprisoned by Ron in the dungeon..."

"Master Dean, this is far from enough..." The old female tutor screamed, "He injured dozens of students alone, and destroyed the long corridor known as historical and cultural monuments, just imprisonment. It’s not enough, how do we explain to the injured students?"

The old woman took a deep breath and looked at the old dean and said, "Old dean, several of our mentors agreed that black sheep like this must be eliminated. In other words, we recommend that Ron be expelled..."

"Expelled?" Platz was taken aback. He didn't expect to encounter such a tricky thing as soon as he left the customs. After thinking about it, he turned to Dabbs and asked, "Dabbs, what's your opinion?"

Dubs smiled slightly and replied, "As far as I know, Ron was besieged by dozens of students and wounded them in the end. In my opinion, he is superb and an out-and-out genius. Would it be a shame to expel him like this!"

At this time, the old woman retorted, "As you say, Deputy Dean Darbus, it seems that it is not good to study well. The students who fight with classmates are what you call geniuses. Huh, the geniuses of that college are too More..."

"Students, it must be based on learning, what kind of decent way to fight and kill all day long..." The old woman deliberately played down the fact that her group of students led the crowd to besiege Ron, and said the whole thing was Ron's was wrong, he grasped this, and at the same time dragged several instructors to agree.

Dubs stood quietly, with a confident look, not paying attention to the words of these people.

As a sanctuary powerhouse, Platz would naturally not put Ron as a genius in his eyes. In his opinion, there are more so-called geniuses in the world, but those who can truly set foot in the sanctuary There are not many people, even teachers and masters, and most so-called geniuses are stagnant at the senior level.

Platts pondered for a moment, and said to Dabbs, "The fight between the students didn't need to be expelled. Since this matter has such a big impact, let him be expelled..."

He paused after speaking, and put on a blaming tone, "But Dabs, don't blame me for telling you, you can just handle such trivial matters directly, there is no need to trouble me..." /

Hearing these words, the old woman and several like-minded mentors looked at each other, a trace of triumph flashed in her eyes, and a triumphant expression appeared on her face. This matter was approved by the dean, and Ron was almost fired. It's a certainty.

However, Dabbs did not rush, "I have no opinion on expelling Ron, but I have to remind the dean to pay attention to one fact!"

Dubs raised his head, smiled and said, "That Ron, yo, the one who injured dozens of students, is a necromancer..."

"What?" A hint of surprise flashed across Dean Platz's face, "What did you say? The man who injured dozens of students is a necromancer?"

Platz sighed, "Dabs, are you sure you don’t have a fever? It’s a miracle that a necromancer can injure ordinary people. He actually injured dozens of students, many of them advanced Professionals, this... it's a bit weird to see..."

Dubs nodded, "It's a bit unbelievable. I can't believe that Ron did something like that, but it's true!"

Platts looked at the inquiring mentors, and a few of them "cocked" in their hearts. They thought it was broken. The dean was already interested in this Ron, but they dare not. Lie in front of the dean, and had to bite the bullet and admit this fact.

"It's a miracle!" After listening to this Platz, he couldn't help sighing, "Unexpectedly, the Necromancer, who has been ridiculed as rubbish, has such an ability. There is no other explanation other than miracles. Is it because of the study of undead magic? Have you made a major breakthrough, why don’t I know?"

Dabbs also shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Platts smiled, "This is a very interesting young man, his name is Ron, right? If you find a time to make an appointment, just say I want to see him..."

"Yes! Dean!" Dabbs nodded with a smile on his face.

……

In the tomb, the headless corpse suddenly lost control and blasted Ron with a punch.

"Bone Shield!"

Ron's experience has become extremely rich after many battles. He summoned the defensive skill "Bone Shield" of undead magic to block his chest.

"Boom--" There was a pity, and Ron’s proud bone shield was shattered by a blow from the corpse of the headless god, and his body flew out like a broken kite. , Bounce on the wall, and then bounce back.

"Boom--" The ground fell to the ground with a sound, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Why... how?" Ron was stunned. The headless **** corpse who had been successfully refining for so many hardships was out of control. This made him panic and puzzled. What was the problem? What?

Now there is no time to think about it anymore. The headless god's corpse has fallen into madness, destroying everywhere. It punches out with bare hands, and a black breath of terror penetrates the wall.

"Boom..." He punched the wall with a big grunt, and with only one punch, he destroyed the hard walls of the tomb.

Ron was shocked when he saw it, "It's terrifying strength, if the punch came just now..." He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The punch that the headless corpse hit Ron just now was the strength of the sergeant. In this short instant, the strength of the headless corpse suddenly increased by a level, at least When it reached the level of a teacher, its strength seemed to grow infinitely. I saw it was surrounded by black evil aura. This black aura of evil was not soul power, and it was extremely overbearing.

"Boom...boom...boom..." The terrifying headless **** corpse swung iron fists repeatedly, punching through the entire tomb, and the fist rushed towards Xiaohan, the stairs shattered, even the prisoner of Ron. The dungeon was also pierced by a punch.

The powerful and terrifying power comes from the ground, and even the ground begins to shake.

The black energy on the body of the headless **** swelled fiercely, and when his body moved, the whole body rose into the air and flew straight to the ground.

"It collapses, here is going to collapse!" At this time Ron quickly summoned the skeleton warrior, rode on its back, rushed out frantically, stepped on the about to shatter stairs, panicking. Run up.

At this moment, a familiar voice reached Ron's ear, "Huh? Ron, what's the matter with you, what happened? Your soul is so disturbed? And is it hurt?"

It turned out that Huo Meilin had just woke up and saw Ron's soul be confused, and immediately came out.

Ron was surprised and delighted when he heard Huo Meilin's voice, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, are you awake?" As he said, he told what happened.

But I heard Huo Meilin curse, "You stupid, the corpse refining formation can also be used like this? According to you, those corpses only need to pick up the corpse of a sanctuary strong, and the sacrifice is successful, then Are not all of them strong in the sanctuary? This obviously violates the law of development of things..."

Ron was dumbfounded. It turns out that there are so many ways to refine the corpse. It is not feasible to refine the corpse at a higher level. As a result, the corpse of the sacrifice is out of control as it is now. Killing machine.

Huo Meilin raised his head and looked at the headless corpse in the sky, only to see that its strength rose further again, breaking through the master level.

Ron said with lingering fear, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, this guy's strength is terrifying. He was still a teacher-level strength just now. Now he has suddenly risen to a master-level, and it is still rising..."

"It's a corpse of a god! Huh? It doesn't have a head yet?" Huo Meilin was even more surprised, "If you count this, the strength of that corpse should be very terrifying..."

He glanced at Ron, "This headless corpse has absorbed a lot of your soul power, right? Didn't you **** you into a man and count your fate! If I guess it is correct, it should be the soul rescue Your life..."

"Yes! Yes!" Ron nodded in response. If there was no soul ring, he would have been sucked up in the first wave of absorption. The power of absorption could not be resisted. Ron remembered it. There are lingering fears.

Huo Meilin frowned and said, "The refining of your **** corpse is a success. Refining it into a zombie reduces its strength by 50%. In addition, it loses its head and reduces it by 50%. Said that the current strength of this **** corpse is about 25% of the original strength, but...but this 25% strength actually allows him to reach the sanctuary..."

"Ah--" Ron was stunned. He didn't expect that the corpse of the **** who lost his head had only 25% of the power of his life, but he could still reach the sanctuary. It can be seen how powerful this body's main body was before his life.