Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 182: I don’t regret it

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"What!"

Katina and Angel were taken aback, "This...this corpse actually moves!"

This corpse is Aryan, who was refined into a zombie. Ron kept putting it in the corner, and he didn’t even think of using it in many battles. For nothing else, it’s this refining of other people’s corpses. The method of becoming a combat tool was too evil. Ron was worried that others would not be able to accept it, so he dared not use it.

But now, I can't take care of that much.

Ron took a deep breath and said, "This is a zombie that I refined with my secret method. Not only can it move, he can—heal us..."

While speaking, the scepter in the hands of Aryan the zombie, with one move, a holy white light shone towards the three.

Healing with a trace of light power surrounded the three of them. After a while, the three of them felt their bodies squirm, and the injuries soon healed. Ron was okay, but the two women were dumbfounded.

"This...is this also undead magic? It's amazing!" Cardina exclaimed.

On the side of the Holy See, there was a commotion.

Diallo asked, "Why is there an extra priest?"

Mochias rubbed his eyes, "It seems to be taken out of the space bag!"

"No way, how can the space bag put alive people?" Diallo was full of disbelief.

"Yes, it is not a living person, this is a corpse!" Moqias said in a deep voice.

Diallo still refused to believe, "Isn't it? The body will move too?"

At this time, the Holy Vatican looked at the corpse with a familiar face, and some people exclaimed, "Aryan, isn't this Father Aryan from the Cathedral of Silver Town? Why is he here?"

"Yes, he is Father Aryan!"

"Damn it, isn't the rumors that Father Aryan is dead? How could he become a corpse and move?"

"Aryan?" Moqias frowned, looking at Aryan not far away with a thoughtful expression, "Aryan, Golden Town Cathedral, Maple Leaf Town..."

Suddenly, Moqias had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and shouted, "I see, Father Aryan died in Asinaris in battle, his body was hidden by Ron, and he used evil The secret method resurrected him, so it must be!"

When Diallo heard it, his face was distorted with anger, "How to bring the body back to life? Undead magic is really heresy!"

The soldiers of the Holy See immediately yelled, "The evil heresy, unforgivable!"

Diallo is righteous and awe-inspiring, "Let us take the will of God and give evil heresy——Necromancer, Ron will judge by death..."

The Holy See soldiers brought by Diallo sang loudly, "Justice, goodness, holiness, faithfulness, and love, the coming of holy angels will bring God’s will, and sprinkle light throughout the world, according to God’s will , Let the kind-hearted world get eternal life in the sinking..."

Sacred powers slowly rose up and gathered on Diallo, and saw a holy light radiating from him. Diallo's face became sullen, and to Ron, as weak as an ant, Swipe it down.

"Trial of justice!"

"Boom——"

The powerful flame force pressed down, and a large pit appeared on the ground. Ron, Cardina, and Angel only felt their bodies lightened, and they were overturned into the air.

The fragile defense force was shattered, and the three of them could not get up for a long time. Among the three, Ron was the most injured because he blocked the front of the two women at the last moment. At this time, he was dying. , Basically there is only the outgoing breath, and no incoming breath.

The zombie Aryan was also hit by this powerful blow, and his body was hurt everywhere, even his intestines flowed out, and he lost his ability to move.

At this moment, the body can't move at all, Ron raised his head with difficulty, "Master-level power...too...too terrible..."

Only then did Ron know how difficult it is to defeat a master-level powerhouse. Without the sanctuary powerhouse, the master-level powerhouse can be called invincible. It can be seen that Khomelin is not easy, but Khomelin is now Is falling asleep, will not wake up for the time being.

……

Balovax College, Dean Zeng Latz's office, I saw him standing solemnly in front of the window, looking into the distance, his brows were furrowed, and the wrinkles on his face appeared deeper.

"Boom boom boom——" There was a knock on the door, Platz turned his head slightly and said, "Come in!"

Dubs came in, and he said to Platz as soon as he walked in, "Master Dean, I have already told the Master Sofron as you ordered. He has left Balovak. Sri Lanka Academy!"

"Hmm!" A hint of astonishment flashed across Platz's face, "You said he has left?"

Dubs nodded, "Yes, the royal palace mage of the Roland Empire named Sofron has left, I watched him leave!"

"What's the matter with the battle in the distance?" Platz also knew that things might have changed, he frowned and asked.

"Fighting? No way, is he going and returning? In this case Ron is in danger!" Dubbs said in surprise.

"Ron?" Platz flashed a stern look on his face, and he laughed furiously, "What a Roland imperial palace mage, who has the courage to take my words into ears? Very good, very good ……"

Platz said three "very well" coldly. The anger on his face was already unstoppable. Sofron's trick of returning and returning aroused Platz's anger. It is full of deep murderous intent, "In that case, I want to see how the Roland Empire can give me an explanation..."

With a movement in his heart, Platz's body slowly rose, and he quietly lost his place with a whirr.

……

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Ron opened his eyes slightly, only to see Diallo walking to him at some point.

Ron looked up and saw that Diallo had no emotion in his eyes. He said coldly, "Evil forces cannot be contained in the world. Our Holy See has the obligation to eliminate all evil forces. Ron, it’s pure It’s your fault. I ask you one last sentence. Do you regret that you practiced undead magic?"

"Regret...I practiced...Undead magic?" Ron said with difficulty, dark blood was sprayed from the corner of his mouth, and he grinned, "Haha...if I don't...practise undead magic …How to avenge Zari…Grandpa…Since you…I don’t regret it after asking…I can definitely…tell you…"

"I don't regret..." Ron yelled out this sentence almost as hard as he could.

At this time, Diallo stepped forward blankly and stepped heavily. He only heard a "click", Ron's left leg was severely stepped on...

"Hmm--" There was a sharp pain, and Ron almost fainted. The pain from the broken leg made him only moan in the lowest voice.

"No!" Cardina screamed, she crawled forward desperately, but was held by Angel beside her, "Don't... don't go..."

At this moment, the two women looked very embarrassed. Their faces were covered with black and gray, and their bodies were blue and purple. The precious magic robes were also torn apart, exposing large areas of white skin.

Diallo continued to ask blankly, "Ron, you heresy, I will ask you one more question now, you will not regret it..."

"No regrets..."

With a "click", Ron's right leg was trampled off again, Diallo also rubbed his feet twice, making Ron desperate.

"Ha...Ha..." Ron let out a miserable laugh, raised his eyelids feebly, and a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes, "Holy Vatican, this is all that is left..."

"Ron, you don't want to, you regret it soon, please, don't torture him anymore..." Cardina had collapsed at the moment and started to cry loudly.

Diallo’s face is full of cruel smiles, "Although you are not heretics, but judging from your begging for mercy for this heretics, you have been contaminated by him, it doesn’t matter, it will be your turn soon! For the sake of your two beautiful looks, I can promise to give you a whole body..."

Diallo turned his head, put his left leg on Ron's left arm, and said in a cold voice, "Damn heresy, I will ask you one last time, you will not regret practicing undead magic..."

"No regrets...I don't regret...I never regret..." Ron yelled three times.

"Kak...Kak...Kak..." The voices continued. At Diallo's feet, Ron's whole body bones had been shattered. At this time, he no longer felt any pain, some Just happily.

"Haha...I don’t regret it, Holy Vatican, what else can you do? Someone kills me, otherwise, I will return a hundred and thousand times in the future..." Ron’s appearance is almost non-human, but He also yelled frantically.

Angel stared at all this blankly, tears in her eyes kept spinning, why? Why are you doing this? Angel did not understand, and of course she would never understand.

"Isn't it!" Diallo couldn't stand Ron's teasing and was finally angry, "I wanted to send you to heaven, but now, you can go to hell..."

While speaking, he punched Ron on the chest, his eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were unwilling, his body twisted a few times, and he finally stopped moving.

Moqias walked over quickly, checked, and nodded, "It looks like he's dead!"

The two daughters, Cardina and Angel, have long been crying.

"It's over!" Diallo breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his depressed mood, smiled and said, "We finally killed the heresy of Death Wizard Ron, then we can confess when we return to the Holy See... …"

As he said, he glanced at his men, "Mochias, this time you have done the best, work hard, I will not treat you badly, return to the Holy See, I will tell Master Wharton, personally give Please take credit for this action, you have at least half of the credit!"

Mochias did not respond. It stands to reason that he should knelt down and thank him immediately, and Diallo waved his hand to let him get up. Only a few more words of relief would the scene become complete. But Moqias didn't seem to follow his script, which made him a little unhappy.

"Mochias, what are you doing? Why don't you speak?" Diallo turned his head dissatisfied, and saw Mochias standing blankly, his mouth wide open, his mouth "chuckling" unable to say By the way, not only him, but also the Holy See soldier behind him, staring blankly at the sky.

Subconsciously, Diallo also raised his head and looked into the air. At this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw a figure appeared in the sky at some point, floating in the air, full of anger, he was the dean of the Barovax Academy, the sanctuary powerhouse, the fire magic sage—— Platz.