Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 167: The final victory

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Merklin was not reconciled to failure. He fought back again, one after another with sacred combat skills. At this time, Merklin looked crazy.

"Holy Light!"

"Holy Fire!"[]

"Holy blow!"

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

The fierce battle started again. The battlefield was filled with explosions, white light and black fog intertwined with each other, you have come and I have fought dozens of moves.

Kadina gently cuddled Char, "Sister Char, do you think Merkelin will win?"

Char shook his head, "I can't win, Ron's undead is so terrifying, Merklin can't win!"

The battlefield smoke rose again, and there were bursts of cheers from the audience. They did not expect Ron to have left a hand. The strength of the summoned skeleton knight was so strong that he defeated Merklin steadily.

"Haha! Just let you see how it is?" "Ron" smiled, holding his bone stick high, muttering words.

At this time, there was a sharp flash in his eyes, "Frost Nova!"

The frozen aura continued to condense towards Merklin, and quickly froze Merklin. At this time, he was terribly shocked, because he couldn't move.

"Damn, my body! My body can't move!"

In an instant, Merklin's body was covered with ice, and the whole body froze in an instant.

"Ron" smiled slightly, raised one hand lightly, and lightly spit out a word from his mouth.

"Blast!"

"Boom--" There was a loud bang, and a huge explosion sounded through the audience. A burst of icy chill instantly spread, accompanied by the explosion, continuously spreading outward.

"Quick! Get away!" Xia and other people in the 787 dormitory were panicked. At this time, she felt a chill invade her body, which had little vindictiveness, and her movements became slow.

At this time, the duel field has been completely covered by frost, and everyone's speed has been slowed down.

Merklin made a "chuckle" in his mouth, and his teeth kept fighting. At this moment, he realized that his strength was too far from Ron, and an unmatched feeling instantly occupied his heart. At the moment he regretted it.

In the auditorium, as the frost star burst, their emotions rose to the highest point, and they cheered and cheered for Ron endlessly.

At the same time, some people's focus shifted from talking about Ron to talking about undead magic.

"Tsk tusk tusk, the ancient undead magic is so powerful, and the undead magic we know now, it is one in the sky and one on the ground!" a student in the audience exclaimed.

"Hey! Why did I choose the profession of magician? I knew how good it would be to become a necromancer!" Another female student said with envy, she was deeply impressed by the charm of necromancer.

A boy next to him questioned, "Even if the ancient undead magic is so powerful, this Ron is only sixteen years old, how can he have such a strong strength?"

"Woo!"

Merklin got up with difficulty. He shook his head and looked at Ron's body. His vision was blurred. At this moment, he felt a sweet throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He moved his body and found that his injuries were more serious than he thought.

A trace of fear flashed in Merklin's eyes, and he could no longer fight, otherwise he would definitely die. He shouted suddenly, "I will not fight, I will not fight, I surrender! I surrender..."

"Surrender?" Homelin couldn't help but startled. At this time, Merkelin had already taken the opportunity to escape back to the 787 dorm, for fear that Ron would continue to do it.

"The 787 dormitory surrendered and the 302 dormitory won. I declare that the 302 dormitory is the final championship of the college ranking! The 787 dormitory is the runner-up..."

The mentor lost no time in announcing the winner of the qualifying finals and the candidates for the championship and runner-up.

The 302 dormitory and others hardly believed their ears, the championship, we finally won the championship, standing at the top of the college, is this a dream? If this is a dream, don't wake up so quickly!

"Victory, we finally won, champion, we are champion!" A burst of joy went to my head, 302 dormitory embraced, jumped and screamed, celebrating the final victory.

Actually, the outcome of this game is very controversial. For example, Ron was the first to fall, whether he should lose at that time, and secondly, Aurora and others voluntarily withdrew from the battle and rushed to the field. , Has it violated the rules of the game?

However, these are not important. The important thing is that Ron's powerful undead magic has convinced everyone, and everyone believes that 302 dormitory should win the championship.

Merkelin stood up silently. At this time, he was a little lost. Not only did he lose the finals, he could not kill Ron. He could not complete the task assigned to him by the Holy See. His eyes were full of resentment.

He glanced at the few people in the 787 dormitory, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Ron, great, we won!" Aurora quickly ran to Ron, cheering, shouting and jumping. The joy of victory made Aurora, who has always been rigorous, like crazy Girl.

Ron stood blankly. At this moment, his body suddenly softened and fell into Aurora's arms.

Aurora was shocked and helped him, "Ron... Ron... what's wrong with you?"

……

After the game, in Dean Platz's office. "Boom boom boom——" knocking on the door sounded.

"Come in!"

"Master Dean!" Dubbs opened the door and walked in.

Platz was wearing glasses and was looking at an ancient document about undead magic attentively. When he was reading it with gusto, he saw him come in and said without looking up, "Is there something?"

Dubs nodded, "There is indeed something!"

Platts reluctantly put down the book in his hand, took off his glasses, reached out and rubbed his eyes, "Speak!"

Dubs took a deep breath, "The matter of Merkelling Lin in the qualifying finals has caused some impact, I think I will give him to..."

"You mean fired?" Platz raised his head and asked.

Dubs hesitated, "Yes!"

"Did he propose to drop out of school himself? Or quit?" Platz asked.

"That's not true!" Dabus answered honestly.

Know that the academy’s graduation certificate cannot be issued casually. According to the regulations of the Balowix Academy, graduation can only be approved if it reaches the teacher-level strength. If only the senior-level strength leaves the college, it can only be regarded as a graduation, that is The intention of ending school is nothing, even those who can't reach the advanced level, and leave with a burden.

The graduation certificate of Balowix College is recognized all over the continent. Of course, it is only recognized, and it needs its own strength to prove it.

Merklin's strength is still not up to the level of graduation, so Platz has this question.

Platts thought for a while, and shook his head, "This is not right!" He paused and said, "Based on the regulations of the academy and the laws of the Roland Empire, all students who kill because of fighting between students will be expelled. The student status will be transferred to the city guards for processing, except for misses in the ranking battle..."

"Merklin accepted the order of the Holy See, and undoubtedly had the motive to kill Ron, the ancient necromancer, but this is only a motive, not a fact. Although his behavior is inappropriate, I He cannot be dealt with according to the regulations!"

Dubs nodded and smiled, "I thought the same way before, I was just worried that he would be against Ron! Would it be better to eliminate this hidden danger..."

Platts smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't think Merklin is capable of killing Ron. Today's battle explains everything very well..."

Dubs nodded, "Master Dean, the Holy See will not give up. I think they will come up with new ways to deal with Ron! Do we need to make some preparations?"

Platts pondered, "It's okay, the Holy See will not conflict with us for a Ron, and this is our territory, they can't do anything, they can only make small actions behind their backs, such as Assassination or something, of course, as long as it doesn't clearly anger me, I don't bother to care about him!"

Dubs nodded, hesitated and asked, "Dean Platz, I always have a question, I don't know if I should ask or not."

"Ask!"

"Do you have any purpose in protecting Ron so even at the expense of the Holy See?" Dubbs asked cautiously.

"Of course there is!" Platz nodded and admitted openly, "My purpose is to let Ron coach the Necromancer and make the Necromancer a profession. From today's finals, I am more determined. Determined, judging from today’s game, it should be not long before Ron breaks through the division level. By then, he will be the tutor of the Undead Department of Barovax College!"

Dubs was dumbfounded when he heard it, "The courtyard... Dean, what you said is true? But what good is this for us?"

"There are some things that do not need to talk about benefits, such as undead magic!" Platz smiled and raised the book in his hand. "I took the time to read books about undead magic and found that undead magic not only has a glorious history. , And a splendid civilization, their cultivation methods are not what we can understand, but the strong at the same level is by no means under any of our professional strong, I think, such a great profession should not be annihilated in history In the long river..."

Dubs murmured, "That seems to be a matter of the ancient continent!"

"Yes!" Platz nodded, "The name of that continent is Omros!"

Platz sighed, "But it’s weird. Counting from the New World, that is, the continent of Noah, there seems to be a fault in history. Everything related to the necromancer has disappeared directly, as if the necromantic magic has never I have never appeared in general, which makes me very puzzled. It feels like the powerful undead dynasty disappeared overnight..."

Dubs stopped speaking, he sighed softly.

Platts smiled, "So, I decided to help Ron revive the Undead System, if he has this ability!"

Dubs nodded, "In this case, I will look at him well!"

"That's not necessary!" Platz waved his hand, "I believe he has the ability to deal with some troubles. If he doesn't have this ability, it would be a waste of my thoughts."

"That's it!" Platz waved his hand. "Go and see if he is awake. If he wakes up, let him come here. I want to see him..."

"Yes! Lord Dean!" Dubbs bowed and walked out.