Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 27: New Undead Magic

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There was a gloomy chill on his face, and Ron's body shuddered.

Sniffing slightly the moldy smell in the castle, Ron inexplicably felt a long-lost intimacy. This feeling was like returning to his own home.

"Where is this place? Why do I feel so familiar?"

No one told him the answer, so Ron had to squint his eyes and contemplate this magnificent building.

In the center of the castle is a hall, and Ron is standing on the edge of the hall.

The main hall is the size of three football fields, which is extremely wide and empty. The glass windows on the main hall show a faint light, adding a bit of bright scenery to the gloomy hall.

Suddenly, Ron's gaze fell on a crystal coffin in the middle of the main hall, and when he walked over, Ron suddenly covered his mouth and screamed.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin..."

The one hiding in the crystal coffin is not someone else, it is Huo Meilin, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep.

Ron stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Huo Meilin's hand, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, with a sense of touch like a real thing, not a soul like usual.

Ron thought for a while, and quickly understood, perhaps because he was also a soul body.

"It turns out that Grandpa Huo Meilin is sleeping here. I don't think I should disturb him. However, he asked me to come in and find him after I advanced and teach me more advanced undead magic, but where is this undead magic? "

Ron did not dare to disturb Khomelin's sleep, bowed and walked away, but at the same time he was puzzled. He wondered where the undead magic left by Grandpa Khomelin was.

Suddenly, Ron's gaze fell on a stone tablet not far from the crystal coffin. This stone tablet seemed to have a strong attraction, and he walked over quickly.

The stone stele is engraved with mysterious runes, like small tadpoles, but the word Ron on it does not recognize any.

Ron stared at the stele in a daze, otherwise, why, he suddenly reached out to the stele.

Lightly touched the stone tablet, as if it had touched a calm pool. Suddenly, a ripple like water spread rapidly, and the stone tablet changed in an instant.

The little tadpole on the stele seemed to come alive, suddenly twisting frantically, and at the same time, the stele also emitted a faint blue light.

Ron was taken aback, he took a step back.

The faint cyan light spread out, making the half of the hall shine extremely bright. Gradually, the tadpoles on the stele dispersed, and then reunited, finally, they turned into words.

That is the text of the continent of Noah.

Ron was dumbfounded, "This...Is this the advanced undead magic that Grandpa Hummelin left me?"

On top of the stone stele, the number one ranked first is what Ron had learned before-bone spurs...

Suddenly, the tadpole on the stele moved again, turning into a cloud of blue light, and plunged into Ron's mind.

The soul slowly withdrew from the soul ring, and Ron's soul returned to the body.

Ron felt a long time in the soul ring. In fact, in the real world, only a quarter of an hour passed.

The new undead magic excites Ron inexplicably, and the acquisition is like a treasure. He doesn't care about other things, and immediately begins to practice and understand.

This time Ron really gained a lot. In addition to the "bone spurs", "skeleton summoning" and "bone shield" he had learned on the stone monument of the undead castle, he also learned three extremely useful undead magic. .

The first one is the "Bone Arrow". Its function is similar to that of Bone Spurs, but it has a longer range and greater power.

The second one is "The Crow", the undead magic used for reconnaissance, which can find the enemy in a long distance without being discovered by the enemy.

The third is the "skeleton acceleration technique", as the name suggests, can accelerate the speed of the skeleton warrior.

Ron only knows the horror of undead magic. If these three undead magics are integrated, there are "bone arrows" for long-range attacks, "crows" for reconnaissance above the sky, and "skeleton acceleration" for speeding up skeletons and attacking speed. "It will indeed cause a lot of trouble to the enemy.

For Ron, hunting has become easier, which is one step closer to revenge for his grandpa.

The dark forest in the afternoon looked extremely secluded. Although it was still so gloomy, the sound of birds from time to time in the jungle where the sun shines through, still made the dark forest a little angry.

Ron is sitting cross-legged on a large bluestone with one hand on his cheek, and there is a gurgling water in front of him. His eyes are half open and half closed, like sleeping and thinking.

I am experiencing the magic of the undead—the true meaning of the crow.

Every magic and every combat skill needs to be learned, mastered, and undead magic is no exception. Knowing the release method and whether it can be released is completely different. It can be released, and whether it is proficient or not. That's two different things.

Ron is now in the process of learning.

The gentle wind blew by, rolling up the fallen leaves, and the wind in late autumn has already made people feel the slightest chill.

There was a long silence, and Ron suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

He took a deep breath, put his hands together, and muttered a spell silently, and a lot of soul power was mobilized through his mind.

Not long after, layers of black gas floated on his palm, and the black gas gradually condensed and turned into a small black ball. The ball continued to expand and gradually formed...

Pointy beak, two small wings, bright red claws exposed below the ball, and a lifelike crow appeared in Ron's palm.

It shook its head, flapping its two jet-black wings constantly, as if struggling out of Ron's palm, looking no different from a real crow.

"Undead Magic-Crow..."

There was no joy on Ron's face. He quietly looked at the bird in his hand. It was really hard to tell whether the undead magic was successful. It was useless to look like he had failed many times.

The crow, as the undead magic used for reconnaissance, is connected to the soul of the summoner, just like the eyes of a necromancer, through the eyes of the crow, you can observe every movement around you.

"It's up to you if you can succeed this time..." Ron muttered to himself. He let go of his hand, and the crow flew into the air "stupidly" and plunged into the sky.

Ron spread his soul power and sensed everything around him.

"Huh?" Ron suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

He saw it, he really saw it, high mountains, small rivers, passing through the dark forest, the bright sun shone down, and it made people feel warm.

He also saw all kinds of animals and beasts living in the dark forest. All the scenery was in full view. Ron looked at everything greedily, enjoying the beautiful dark forest.

Ron, who is connected with the crow's soul, feels like a flying bird.

The crow flew higher and higher, and farther and farther. Suddenly, Ron felt his eyes go dark, lost contact with the crow, and changed back to the scene in front of him.

"Come back..." Ron made a decisive decision and immediately ordered the crow to fly back and stop on top of a big tree.

"I understand. It turns out that my soul connection is limited. Beyond this limit, if I lose the connection, I can't see anything..." Ron said to himself.

"Gu... Gu... Gu..."

At this moment, Ron's stomach screamed indisputably.

"No way? Hungry so soon?" Ron wondered, didn't he just ate?

Actually, Ron didn't know. Three days have passed since the time he was sitting and cultivating. In other words, in the past three days, Ron hadn't gotten the rice, so it's no wonder he was hungry.

"No matter, since I'm hungry, go find something to eat..." Ron thought.

After a while, through the eyes of the crow, he saw a long-tusked boar hidden in the grass in the distance. The crow was flying in the air, and the creatures on the ground had nowhere to hide.

A smile appeared on Ron's face.

"Great God of Death, let your anger turn into a feather arrow and stab at my enemy..."

Ron waved his hands, the power of the soul was drawn out, and slowly condensed into shape. Not long after, an arrow made of white bone appeared in his hand.

The "bone arrow" in Ron's hand is about seventy centimeters long. The top is a heavy prismatic arrow. The tip of the arrow flashes with a palpable cold glow, and the end is a row of small bone spurs. The shape of a tail feather.

This is Undead Magic—"Bone Arrow".

"Let me try this power..."

Ron was full of confidence in the upper three-level beast, the tusks, you know, this was not a good advantage when he met the tusks alone in the past, and sometimes he was chased by the tusks.

But now that his strength has improved, Ron feels that the tusk boar is no longer a threat.

"Go ahead..."

Ron flicked, the "bone arrow" in his hand flew out, silently, and took the long-tusked wild boar.

Be aware that Ron is standing now nearly a hundred meters away from the Tusk Boar. For some reason, Ron feels that this "bone arrow" will definitely hit it.

"Por..."

Sure enough, the "bone arrow" pierced deeply into the long-toothed boar's body, barely reaching its handle.

Ron was also taken aback, this "bone arrow" is too powerful, you know, if you use "bone spurs", such a long distance will not penetrate the thick and hard back of the long-toothed wild boar. skin.

"Oh--" The long-toothed wild boar screamed in pain. He turned around and saw Ron, and immediately rushed towards him with red eyes like a bull.

If Ron used to be, he would only have to run away from the angry tusks, but now he is extremely calm.

I saw Ron calmly, his hands constantly changing gestures, and chanting words in his mouth. Not long after, five skeleton warriors scrambled out of the ground and rushed towards the tusks.

"Bang--" with a loud sound.

The long-toothed wild boar rushed and smashed the skeleton warrior in front of him. The skeleton warrior was fragile in front of it and fell apart.

In an instant, one of the five skeleton warriors was reimbursed.

Ron still didn't rush, as he raised his hand, the black energy in his palm gradually condensed, and his eyes flashed as he looked at the toothy wild boar rushing from the opposite side.

"Skull Acceleration..."