Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 13: Back to Maple Leaf Town
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"What is going on? I feel the power that I am full of, and that power doesn't seem to come from the body..." Ron said in surprise.
"It comes from your soul." Huo Meilin smiled, "Your soul has become stronger."
The origin of power is the same. Whether he comes from body, spirit or soul, Ron has not changed his body, but he really feels the growth of power.
Huo Meilin smiled and pointed to the ring in his hand and said, "Ron, the ring in your hand is not an ordinary thing. He can speed up the recovery of your soul power. For the necromancer, it is a dream. Something..."
Huo Meilin smiled, "Don’t underestimate the effect of this ring, speed up the recovery of soul power, which means that the speed of cultivation is accelerated. You can practice two to three cycles when others practice one cycle, and the practice speed is at least fast. Doubled, and, in battle, this ring is more useful..."
Ron took it off. Sure enough, the feeling of taking it off was completely different. There was a feeling of emptiness. He looked at the inconspicuous ring in his hand, but he didn't think it had such a powerful effect. When Grandpa Zari picked it up from the street stall, it really made a profit.
Be aware that in the age of undead magic in Omros, a ring like this is absolutely priceless. As long as it appears, it will cause **** battles. Only the strong like Huo Meilin can Worthy of possession, otherwise, it will only bring death.
"Grandpa Huo Meilin, what is the name of this ring?" Ron asked with interest.
"Soul ring! This is the name I gave..." Huo Meilin smiled lightly and said, "Ron, this ring is for you, um, it's a gift from a teacher!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Huo Meilin." Ron happily put on the ring, and the familiar sense of fulfillment returned.
Feeling the fullness of soul power, Ron rubbed his hands in excitement, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, can I take revenge now?"
"Vengeance? Is it too early?" Huo Meilin smiled faintly, "You have only mastered the method of cultivation, and you have also cultivated soul power. The control of power is still relatively unfamiliar. The most important thing is , You still don’t understand the use of soul power."
"The use of soul power?" Ron's eyes widened.
"Yes, if you have soul power but you can't use it, it's like a big rich man earns a lot of money but won't spend it." Homerington paused, "Now, I teach you the most basic magic of undead magic. , Skeleton Summoning."
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"Warriors from the underworld, please accept my call, come out, skeleton warriors..."
Ron was chanting a spell, his hands were constantly changing gestures, a trace of black air appeared in his palm, and the black air grew more and more, and it kept falling to the ground.
The ground began to blacken, and the blackened ground formed a strong contrast with the yellow soil.
The black area is getting bigger and bigger, and it has become an area about one foot square. At this time, the ground shook, and a white skull was exposed from the soil. It used its hands and feet together, and quickly emerged from the soil. Climb out.
The skeleton warrior held a short bone knife in his hand, and looked dazed, completely out of proportion to the ferocious skeleton warrior summoned by Khomelin.
Ron is a little dumbfounded, this is the skeleton warrior I summoned? It doesn't seem to be great at all.
"Okay, okay, okay..." Huo Meilin said three good words in a row, his face was full of excitement, "Ron, I didn't expect you to summon a skeleton warrior in such a short time, not bad!!!"
"But... But... Grandpa Khomelin, this skeleton warrior is completely different from the skeleton warriors last night!" Ron asked eagerly.
Huo Meilin laughed and persuaded him, "Ron, you have to eat bite by bite, and you have to walk step by step. You can do this in just one day of practice. It's really good. You have to reach me. At this point, it’s impossible for ten years or so."
Ron thought about it, too, he was indeed a little too impatient, he only learned the undead magic for a day, such progress is already very remarkable, it is impossible to imagine a step.
Looking at the skeleton warrior in front of him, because he didn't receive Ron's order, he always looked dumb.
"I just don't know how powerful it is..." Ron thought.
Khomelin seemed to see through Ron's mind, and said, "Ron, why don't you try? You will have a deeper understanding of the strength of the skeleton warrior."
Ron nodded and walked out of the cave with the skeleton warrior.
Judging from the sky, it was already afternoon, and it was already a day before I knew it.
Ron looked around, selected a tree with a thick mouth, and reached out and patted the trunk.
"Just try it!"
"Cut down this tree for me!" Ron said.
Who knows, the skeleton warrior did not move.
Ron tried again, but the skeleton warrior did not move.
Ron didn't know what to do.
At this moment, Khomelin's voice came, "It is not words that control the skeleton warrior, but heart..."
"Heart?" Ron was puzzled.
"Yes, heart." Huo Meilin explained patiently, "Because the skeleton warrior is summoned by you, it is connected with your soul. As long as you control it with your heart, you will be successful."
According to Grandpa Huo Meilin, Ron had a silent thought of attack in his heart. Now, the skeleton moved, and it sprinted, and it quickly reached the tree. With a light wave of the bone knife in his hand, the mouth of the bowl The thick little tree fell down.
"It's amazing." Ron clapped his hands with excitement, and he felt a strong sense of accomplishment for the first time.
"Try this again..." Ron once again used another undead magic skill he had just learned-Bone Spurs.
In his low voice, a small bone spur formed in his hand.
"Undead Magic-Bone Spur, is one of the single undead magic that damages at short distances. It has the characteristics of short summoning time and low consumption and strong concealment. The attack distance is generally only a dozen meters, depending on the size of the soul. Used in a sneak attack can have a surprising effect." Homelin's voice rang in Ron's ears.
Ron's thoughts moved, and the small bone spurs in his hand flew out, with a "por-" sound. The small bone spurs have been submerged in the hard trees, leaving only a short section outside.
It's so powerful, Ron was taken aback. If this stab hits an ordinary person, it will penetrate directly. Don't look at this bone spur, although it is small, its power is extraordinary.
With them, Ron suddenly became confident in his revenge plan.
Huo Meilin seemed to know what Ron was thinking, and immediately poured cold water down, "Don’t think of others simply, your current strength can only deal with ordinary people who have not practiced. If you run into yesterday Those people at night, you are definitely not their opponent."
"Grandpa Huo Meilin, don't worry, I know what to do..." Ron humbly accepted Huo Meilin's lesson. He understood that in the case of insufficient strength, rashly revenge can only be sent to death, Ron. Don't do those stupid things, the key is that he is still young, only fifteen years old, and some are waiting for time.
Homelin nodded. Ron is a clever boy.
Ron has yet to continue practicing. At this time, a voice rang, "Goo... Gu..."
Ron was a little embarrassed, but Hummelin laughed, "I’m hungry." He is a soul body, of course he will not feel hungry, but Ron is different.
Ron nodded. He hasn't eaten anything since last night, and he is very hungry now.
"Go find something to eat first."
Maple Leaf Town, after the Vatican guards withdrew, calm again, as if nothing had happened, the two corpses by the stone bridge had already been cleaned up.
Ron knew that he had killed someone, so naturally he wouldn't show up in Maple Leaf Town, but sneaked back secretly.
At the bottom of the stone bridge in Maple Leaf Town, Ron's "home" is already in a mess, and everything has been searched. Of course, apart from a few pieces of clothing he picked up, he has nothing of value.
Shook his head with a wry smile, Ron turned his head and ran to Aunt Susan's house.
When she came to Aunt Susan's door, Ron knocked gently on the door. The door opened. Fat Aunt Susan appeared at the door. She saw Ron and her expression changed suddenly.
He dragged Ron into the house, then looked around warily, and then he closed the door safely when no one was found.
As soon as she entered the door, Aunt Susan lowered her voice and asked, "Ron, why are you back?"
Ron seemed to see something from Aunt Susan's sensitive eyes, "Aunt Susan, what happened?"
"Ron, did you murder?" Aunt Susan asked nervously.
Ron stayed for a while. He didn't want to deceive the kind-hearted Aunt Susan, and nodded gently.
"This is broken..." Aunt Susan sighed and said, "The people of Naca Manor are looking for you everywhere. I don't know why. Today, Geralt is extremely angry and vowed to find you. ……"
"He also issued a reward of fifty gold coins just to find you..."
"Is it because I killed his people?" Ron's eyes became angry. "His son killed my grandfather and sent someone to kill me. Now his people are dead, but they are angry with me. On the head, should I stand and be killed by him?"
Looking at Ron's serious expression, Aunt Susan shook her head and sighed and said, "Ron, there is no way to reason with those nobles. In their eyes, what are we? Unless... …"
"Unless, I'm stronger than them..." Ron's eyes were full of vengeance coldness, he clenched his head, gritted his teeth and said.
Aunt Susan was silent for a while, without speaking.
Suddenly, Aunt Susan seemed to be thinking of something. She grabbed Ron by the arm and asked in horror, "Ron, tell me honestly, did you learn some undead magic?"
Ron hesitated, but nodded.
"This is broken!" Aunt Susan rubbed her hands nervously, and kept chanting, "What to do? What to do now?"
"What's the matter? Aunt Susan?" Ron wondered and asked, "How did you know?"
Aunt Susan glanced at Ron and replied, "This morning, the people of the Holy See came, and even the priest Aryan of the Golden Town Cathedral was alarmed..."