Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 25: Poison dart frog

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In front of the mercenary tavern, the students of Barovax College have packed their bags.

"What about Char? Why haven't you come back? It's been three days." Ifat was a little worried, he hadn't seen Char for several days.

"It's just a small task, wouldn't it be so difficult?" Cardina was also puzzled. She fluttered with a pair of big eyes. "But it's really strange that there are practitioners of undead magic in the Holy Roman Empire. Even if you want to practice, you can go to the Roland Empire or elsewhere."

"It should be said that the Necromancer is too stupid, so to speak, what does a fifteen-year-old kid know?" Yifat smiled and said, "It's better for our Roland Empire, the country of freedom, think There are no taboos. As long as you don’t violate the laws of the empire, it’s okay. Like the Holy Roman Empire, this heresy and the one who doesn’t allow you to practice, I feel uncomfortable when I come to the Holy Roman Empire..."

"Go back if you don't want to come, no one is forcing you to come..." Merklin said coldly.

Merkelin spoke stingingly, making Ifat blush with anger.

He pressed the space bag with one hand and shouted, "Merklin, are you looking for death?"

Merkelin was not to be outdone, and sneered, "Hehe, am I looking for death? It depends on whether you have this strength..."

"Okay...Okay..." Yifat laughed furiously. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly drew a two-handed sword from the space bag, "Then let me see how much your strength has improved?"

"Hey... come here, I'm afraid you won't make it!" Merkelin also took out the white jade-like paladin scepter from the space bag.

The two faced each other coldly, not letting anyone.

"Stop arguing, look, Sister Xia is back..." At this time, Cardina pointed to the black spot in the air and said, her eyes had already seen Xia's Silver Winged Pegasus.

Xia came back, and the two lost their interest in a duel. Yifat snorted, put away the sword, and put aside a sentence, "You are lucky today, but this will not be the case... …"

Merkelin also sneered, put away his scepter, and wanted to fight one-on-one. He was absolutely not afraid of Ifat, otherwise the captain would not be his turn, Barovax Academy There is never a shortage of geniuses.

A gust of wind blew on the ground, and Char's silver-winged Pegasus flapped its wings and fell to the ground.

"You are back, Char..." Yifat greeted him quickly, his eyes full of concern, "How about it, is the mission going well!"

Hearing this, Xia's body trembled visibly, and she faintly responded, "Hmm--"

Neither said it was done, nor did it say it could not be done.

However, Cardina saw that Char’s spirit seemed to be not very good. She walked up to support Char’s arm and asked concerned, "Sister Char, are you okay?"

Xia reluctantly smiled, "I'm fine..."

"Huh?"

As soon as Char turned around, Cardina stayed for a while, and she noticed that there was a small crack on the back of Char's breastplate.

"Isn't she going to catch a fifteen-year-old necromancer? How could it?" Looking at Xia's pale face, it was obvious that after a fierce battle, Cardina's heart became puzzled, "This What is going on?"

Xia Ya obviously didn't realize this. After she fought Ron, she suffered a little injury. The most important thing is that her vindictiveness was consumed so much that she didn't want to appear in front of her classmates with this miserable appearance.

Being defeated by a fifteen-year-old child using the most trash undead magic is not a glorious thing in any case. Xia was also afraid of being laughed at by them, so she found a hotel and cultivated for two days before daring to appear In front of the students.

At this time, she absently led her Silver Winged Pegasus and said, "Let's go."

Merklin nodded, "Go!"

Although Cardina was strange in her heart, she was a considerate girl. She didn't ask this matter. She also saw that Xia was trying to hide something.

……

By the side of the small river, on a large bluestone covered with water weeds, a frog is slowly crawling out of the hole, with high bulging eyes, a swollen belly, and a round shape on its lower jaw. The strange protrusion is its poison sac.

Poison dart frog, a third-level beast, will shoot deadly poison arrows when attacked. Even cultivators have to deal with it carefully.

In the darkness, this poison dart frog was stared at by a pair of pitch-black eyes. He hid on the dark side of the tree, covered with thick leaves, using the natural protective color to hide his whereabouts.

When the poison dart frog turned around, its back was facing each other. At this time, the shadow in the woods moved.

I saw him chanting magic spells in a low voice, his gestures constantly changing. Not long after, a skeleton warrior suddenly appeared, brandishing the bone knife in his hand, and leaping at the poison dart frog.

The skeleton warrior raised his hand, his black hole gleaming with green light, and made a sprint posture.

The poison dart frog was stunned for a while, but as a creature in the dark forest, its response was definitely not slow. With a bullet from its legs, it jumped up like a cannonball, easily passing the sprint attack of the skeleton warrior.

"Damn it, that guy is so fast..." The shadow in the dark roared in annoyance. It was obvious that the sneak attack just failed.

The poison dart frog snapped its mouth, and the poison sac shrank, and a jet of turquoise liquid shot out like an arrow, fast, accurate and ruthless.

"See--"

At this time, there was a sharp sound, and at the same time, a puff of white smoke came out of the skeleton warrior's chest. It turned out that the skeleton warrior could not dodge in time. He was shot by the strong venom sprayed by the poison dart frog, and a fragile bone immediately appeared. The big hole, the entrance of this hole is still expanding, making a sound of "ss...ss...".

"Wow, it's so violent and poisonous, if the human body gets a little bit of it, it's over..."

The dark shadow in the woods exaggerated.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow raised his hands high, and bursts of black air appeared in his hands.

"Look at me, Skeleton Recovery..."

The skeleton restoration technique was released, and a strange energy began to repair the skeleton warrior's damaged bones. There was a clicking sound on its body, and the corroded bones instantly grew out.

Seeing that its attack was ineffective, the poison dart frog became angry. It screamed, but its swollen eyes fixed on the back of the tree.

The skeleton in front of me is just a puppet, and the person who really wants to attack is the puppet manipulator.

It has a big mouth, and another poisonous arrow shoots out, but the target is the dark shadow behind the tree.

"Hehe, I found me so soon...not bad..."

The black shadow did not rush, stretched out his hands, and did not see how he chanted, a shield made of bones suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was also a "sizz--"

The white smoke from the poisonous arrow shot on the bone shield exudes a strong sour smell, making the dark shadows in the trees frown.

"There is only one move to come and go, it is not new at all, go to death, look at me, bone spurs..."

After Sombra finished saying this, a black bone spur as long as a dagger flew out of his hand, shooting the poison dart frog directly like an arrow from the string.

"Qua...", the poison dart frog wailed for the last time in its life. Its head was penetrated by a powerful bone spur, and it was nailed straight to the tree. The sharp bone spur was still shaking.

"Get the job done... Hey, dinner tonight has fallen..." The black figure behind the tree came out. He was not someone else, it was Ron.

It has been more than three months since he escaped from Maple Leaf Town. For the past three months, Ron has been living alone in the dark forest. In addition to training, he hunts every day, struggling to fill his stomach.

At the beginning, Ron thought he was very powerful. It was not difficult to kill a second-level and third-level beast by virtue of his "powerful" undead magic, but he later discovered that even with the undead magic, in the dark forest It is not so easy to catch prey in the middle. The beasts here live in killing every day, and their alertness and reaction ability are very strong.

In the beginning, Ron didn't even talk about hunting. On several occasions, he was almost killed by his prey because of magic mistakes. For a few days, Ron had to practice hungry. When he couldn't stand it, he picked some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger.

However, as Ron's cultivation level improved, coupled with the use of undead magic, the more skilled he became, the hunting began to become easier. Within ten miles, all the beasts that could threaten Ron had already entered Ron’s stomach. This three-level poison dart frog was the last beast that could only threaten him. If Ron three months ago, even a poison The arrow can't be taken down either.

Although the poison dart frog is highly poisonous, its meat smell is surprisingly delicious, and Ron drooled unconsciously when he stared at it.

This poison dart frog weighs ten kilos, enough for Ron to eat a few meals.

Ron approached with a smile, and the poison dart frog was shot to the head with bone spurs, but the body was still intact.

Lowering his body, a bone spur appeared in Ron's hand. He carefully took the poison sac from the poison dart frog and threw it aside.

Fortunately, the venom sac is not broken. If there is a bit of it, the frog meat does not need to be eaten.

"Hey...you almost killed me back then, and now it's not in my stomach..." Ron smiled triumphantly while dissecting the poison dart frog with bone spurs.

Skillfully dismembered the poison dart frog, and pierced the pieces of frog meat with branches. Ron collected materials on the spot, found a few dead wood, and lighted a fire on the spot.

Ron placed the skewered frog meat on a simple shelf, and the pile below was burning, making a crackling sound.

In a short while, the flesh of the frog turned into an attractive golden color.

Ron turned the stick in his hand to make every part of the frog meat evenly burned, and said to himself, "The "bone shield" that Grandpa Khomelin taught me is really useful. How many times have I lived? But the speed at which I summon the bone shield is still a little slower, if I can get it faster, after all, this is my only life-saving skill..."

Talking to himself is Ron’s habit. He is so lonely in this place full of beasts. He has to use this way to relieve his distress, or he won’t even be able to speak sooner or later.