Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 50: Uninvited Guest

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"I succeeded, Grandpa Huo Meilin!" With the cyan pig-bone staff in his hand, Ron's excitement was not to be mentioned, and his face was happy.

Homelin's eyes were full of smiles.

"Let me see, how much power has the Azure-level bone rod increased?" Ron couldn't wait.

He held a bone stick in his hand and muttered a spell silently in his heart. He was already familiar with low-level undead magic like "Bone Spurs" and was able to "quietly".

Not long after, a white Sensen "bone spur" formed and appeared in his palm.

"Go--" Ron raised his hand, and the "bone spur" hit the rock wall of the cave like a hidden weapon.

"Por--" With a sound, "Bone Spurs" went straight into the rock wall, leaving an unfathomable hole.

This gave Ron a good start. What surprised him was not the power of the "bone spur", but its speed. The speed of the "bone spur" is now more than twice as fast as before.

"It's so fast, the use of an azure-level bone stick is really different!" Ron stretched out his tongue, "not only that, but my speed with undead magic has also been greatly improved!"

"Hehe, there is a big difference between having weapons and not having weapons. Even if an ordinary person holds a kitchen knife, he is much better than an ordinary person..." Huo Meilin laughed.

Holding the bone rod about thirty centimeters long, he felt the energy flow in it, and Ron was suddenly full of confidence.

A kind face flashed suddenly in Ron's mind, looking at him with concern.

"Grandpa!" Ron's eyes flushed, tears almost falling.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, I want to take revenge..." Ron grabbed the bone stick in his hand and said firmly, "Grandpa was so good to me, but he died in the hands of the wicked. I also have a certain If I don’t avenge him, I’m ashamed to be his grandson!"

Ron raised his head and looked at Homelin.

Huo Meilin smiled slightly, "Go, child, for a long time to hate you, it's time to burst out!"

With the support of Huo Meilin, Ron was more confident. At this time, Huo Meilin continued, "Ron, but you have to remember one thing, you are indebted to you, remember, don’t stand on your own strength and abuse. Kill the innocent!"

Homelin worries that excessive killing will accumulate the hostility in Ron's heart. The more hostility accumulates, the more and more murderousness becomes. When killing becomes a habit, people will lose themselves.

Homelin hopes that Ron can become a strong man on the top of the world, not a demon who can only kill.

Ron was stunned when he heard that, he lowered his head and thought about it. During this time, he killed a lot of people. Although it was a life-and-death struggle, he never kept alive every time he made a sneak attack. .

In just a few months, Ron could hardly recognize himself, looking at his hands as if they were stained with blood.

"Have I really changed?" Ron was stunned for a while, then he raised his head, looked at Huo Meilin, and nodded heavily, "Grandpa, I understand!"

……

The snow is getting less and less. This indicates that spring is about to come. Even so, the wind at night is still cold to the bone, the snow turns into water, and the water turns into ice. People walking on the slippery road, there is little Shen is easy to slip.

A thin figure appeared on the outskirts of Naka Manor sometime, and a pair of dark eyes shot out a light of hatred.

Ron is like a cat, approaching the wall on tiptoe, with a little blue bone in his hand, and a black ball of light appears in his palm. The black ball of light grows larger and gradually becomes one. In the shape of a bird, he raised his hand, and the bird flew into the air "stupefied".

The crow flew up to the window sill of the castle-like Naka Manor, and a pair of small mung bean eyes looked inward through the crow's eyes, and Ron could see clearly the situation inside.

The Naka Manor is still lit, and the fireplace inside is burning, warming the whole room. There is a long square table inside. The table is full of gorgeous lamps. The young maid rounds dishes. The things in the shape of the cover were put on the table, the cover was lifted, and the extremely delicate food was inside.

There were three people sitting on the table, Geralt, Kitley, and a girl. Because his back was facing him, Ron could not see her face, only the golden curly hair behind him. I don't know why Geralt and Kitley are very kind to her.

His eyes flicked across the faces of Kitley and Jera. Ron’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. He will never forget how these nobles rushed to their lives, killed people and went away without talking, and sent people to kill them. , Shengsheng had driven him to a dead end without the ability to resist. If Grandpa Khomelin hadn't taught him undead magic, Ron was afraid that he would not even have a chance for revenge.

At this time, Ron heard a voice saying, "Uncle Geralt, I think you made a fuss a little bit!"

Ron was startled. This voice was obviously a little childish, and it seemed young.

Geralt smiled bitterly, "I don't want to either, but this kid is unpredictable, and I don't know his strength, hey..."

"The Holy See is busy now, and people are sent everywhere to find the Necromancer Ron. Even the son Guderian has been dispatched, but there is no news at all!"

Geralt said annoyedly, and glanced at Kitley dissatisfiedly. "It's all your cousin's useless. If you were a bit more brutal and killed him directly with a sword, it won't happen now. How troublesome!"

Kitley said aggrievedly, "I didn't expect this **** would cause such a big trouble. If I had known..."

"Okay, okay!" The woman waved annoyedly, "Listen to your complaints and hear my ears have calluses!"

For this period of time, Geralt has been like a frightened bird, day and night in fear, especially when Groot died. After the temporary mission failed, Geralt and his son were even more panicked. He couldn't know Ron's strength, so he had to ask Saul. The special family asks for help,

But the Salt family doesn’t want to worry about this mess, and they are enmity with a necromancer, and they are afraid of revenge. Isn’t this funny? So the Salt family also let it go.

This is anxious for Geralt. Through a variety of methods, even using the power of his sister, he invited the young lady of the Salt family, the genius girl, Gothic.

Godley is a genius of the Salt family. At a young age, she has shown great talent in magic. At only thirteen years old, she has obtained the qualification of junior magician and is now moving towards intermediate magic. The division marched.

If it hadn't been for Jordin's mother to beg her, and also to be nice to her, Gotley would never have come to the ruined place of Naka Manor.

"Uncle Geralt, it's no way to go on like this. I can't let me protect you for the rest of my life, right?" Gotley made a helpless gesture, her voice was slightly dissatisfied, "I have been here for seven days. How many days are you planning to let me stay? If this goes on, my studies will be ruined..."

"This..." Geralt and his son glanced at each other. They had no choice but to take one step, especially Geralt. The right eyelid was jumping in these two days, as if to indicate something was wrong. Good things happen the same.

"No!" At this moment, Goethe frowned, "I don't know why, since just now, I always feel that something is peeping at us..."

Godley stood up and glanced around. Ron saw a pretty profile face. Although he couldn't compare to the incarnation of Di Lin, it was still very beautiful.

Godley is about thirteen or fourteen. She is like a born aristocratic girl. She is generous and elegant. At a small age, she has a maturity that does not correspond to her age. Maybe it is this maturity that made her The name of genius.

In the Salt family, she is above Jordin.

Godley's gaze fell on the crow on the window sill, her brows frowned tighter, "Why is there a bird on the window sill in such cold weather? No, this is not a bird..."

The magician cultivates mental power and is extremely sensitive to outside actions. She suddenly found something wrong.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, get out of me!" Goethe snorted, took out a long magic wand from the space bag, and without thinking, released a fireball and blasted towards the crow outside the window.

"It was discovered!" Ron was taken aback.

"Boom—" There was a sound, the window was blown, the transparent glass shattered, and the crow that Ron summoned was also wiped out.

The peeping "eyes" were wiped out, Goethe reluctantly, shouted loudly, "I know you are nearby. If you don't come out again, I will be welcome!"

"Interestingly, this little girl has actually reached the level of a junior magician at a young age, Ron, this girl's talent is not inferior to you!" Huo Meilin said with a smile.

Hormelin’s remarks aroused Ron’s arrogance. He sneered, “This little girl should be a relative of their family. I’m afraid it will prevent me from taking revenge, but that’s fine, just look at me. Clean her up!"

Ron slapped the skeleton warrior under him, and the skeleton warrior rose into the air.

"Ron, your way of riding a skeleton is really good. It makes up for the lack of movement speed of the Necromancer in the early stage. I dare to say that for tens of thousands of years in the natural disaster church, no one has come up with this. This is an epoch-making innovation! Ron, you are also a genius in the history of Necromancer training!" Huo Meilin admired.

Listening to Huo Meilin's words, Ron's chest was tall, and he seemed more confident in dealing with the same talented girl.

"Boom——"

Ron slammed through the gate of Naka Manor and rushed in.

"What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?"

All the servants and servants of Naka Manor were shocked by the loud noise, and saw a monster appeared in front of them. The monster was wearing a long black cloak, and a black mask covered his face. He was riding a hideous skeleton under his crotch, howling with teeth and claws.

Ron tore off the mask abruptly, revealing an angular face.

"You...who are you?"

A servant looked at the uninvited guest, boldly asked, tremblingly.

A faint smile appeared on Ron’s face, "Go tell Kitley, and Geralt, the killer is here, tonight I’m going to kill at Naka Manor, no one is waiting. Leave quickly, and those who stay will kill you!"