Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 803: I lost

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After several major destructions, the temple on the 18th floor of Batlos Prison has become a wolf. In the middle of the broken temple, Klein is standing and Ron is lying.

"Hehe, Ron, you are still too tender..."

Klein muttered to himself when he saw Ron's fallen body with a triumphant smile on his mouth.

"Ron, if you are a powerful undead clan, with your talent, you may become an existence beyond me! It is a pity that you are a human being after all, using a human body and soul to practice undead magic, yes The undead can never surpass the undead... Our undead... are natural soul controllers..."

But things in the world will never be if, Ron is dead, this is an iron fact.

"Ron, I know that your hometown is Noah Continent, but unfortunately you will never go back..." Klein glanced at Ron's body regretfully, and then looked into the distance.

"Since Uttaris-sama has been released from prison, it is time for me to leave... Everything is going well, my plan is perfect!"

Klein’s smile was full of confidence. In his plan, everyone was a **** that could be sacrificed. Even the mighty god-like sky dragon Uttaris was just an object he could use.

Klein just took two steps, suddenly, his body froze suddenly, suddenly turned around, staring at Ron's body on the ground in disbelief,

I saw Ron's corpse lying on the ground, a little bit of starlight appeared, looming and flickering, it was clearly the fire of the soul.

How is it possible? How could soul fire appear on a person who has already died?

"Impossible!"

Klein opened his mouth wide and blurted out a word.

At this time, with a sound of "canopy--" Ron's body suddenly burst into a large amount of cyan flames, and the flames were burning.

Under the burning of the soul fire, Ron's death breath was slowly fading, vitality, and began to recover bit by bit, repairing his mutilated body and soul...

Finally, in Klein's startled gaze, Ron slowly got up.

"Ron...you...resurrected?"

Klein gritted his teeth, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, the situation in front of him was too weird, beyond his expectation, a person whose soul had been swallowed could not be resurrected!

Klein stared at Ron tightly, looking up and down in surprise, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and at the same time he squeezed the Nether Snake Staff in his hand.

Ron, who was resurrected, only felt relaxed, a kind of invigorating and dripping feeling all over his body. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Ron only felt that the world could be seen more clearly than before. Flowers, a panoramic view, scenes that have not been seen before, voices that have not been heard, an ancient brain flooded into the depths of the soul.

Ron knew that this was the masterpiece of the Lich King. When his soul was strangled by Klein, the Lich King not only reorganized his soul, but also transformed his soul.

Although Ron's strength did not make a big leap, his soul strength was much stronger than before, with more room for improvement and more soul power.

It's like a cup. Although there is still so much water in the cup, the cup becomes bigger and can hold more water in the future.

These are the benefits Ron gets, although he doesn't know what these benefits mean.

After the initial shock, Klein’s face quickly returned to normal. For a necromancer who has been dealing with souls and corpses for a long time, the resurrection of the dead is just the most common thing, and it just puzzles Klein. Yes, how did Ron survive?

"Ron, did you come alive? How could it be? Isn't your soul swallowed? What happened to your body...?"

Klein asked.

"Master Lich King saved me!"

Ron glanced at Klein, smiled slightly, and answered honestly. He swept away the decadence that Klein had defeated before, and his smile was full of confidence.

"What?"

Klein was taken aback, his brows frowned, "What did you say? You said Lord Lich King saved you? Haha, this joke is not funny at all..."

Ron didn't excuse him, he just stood there calmly and looked at Klein with a smile.

Klein was taken aback for a moment, then he lowered his face, "Ron, the Lich King is already dead, you don't want to say that you don't have to use such a clumsy lie to deceive me... Maybe you have some special treasures. Or equipment can resurrect you again, but these are not important anymore. The important thing is that the resurrected you will not be my opponent... The goddess of luck will not always be on your side, the strong will always be The strong, he doesn’t need luck either..."

Klein raised the bone rod in his hand, moved slightly, and left the ground, "Ron, you and I are both Necromancers, should be the same camp, but the last thing you should do is challenge me. Looking for death!"

"Klein...I never intended to challenge you, everything I did was to avenge Pamir..."

Faced with the mighty Klein, Ron, who was resurrected, didn't back down either, his eyes burning with a raging will to fight.

Klein laughed, "Hehe, for that goblin, I don’t hesitate to take his own life, I don’t know if I should say you have principles? Or are you stupid? It’s just a goblin with only the strength of the sanctuary. , There is no value even for me to use..."

Klein's eyes were murderous, and he sternly said, "Ron, no matter how many times you are resurrected, you will never be my opponent..."

"Great **** of death, loyal believers follow your guidance and bring death to this world..."

"Death swallowed!"

There was a loud bang, and there was a strong vibration between the heaven and the earth, like death descending, a terrifying huge skull lay across the sky, widening the blood plate of the black hole, as if to swallow everything between the heaven and the earth.

The huge skull descended on this small temple. For a time, all the rubble was pulled up, flying into the sky, circling and dancing constantly, the whole world was collapsing, a scene of apocalypse.

It was this huge skull that gave Ron the horrible memory. It was a feeling of...death!

However, there was no fear in Ron's eyes at this moment. He looked at the sky quietly without any expression on his face.

"Death swallowed? Hehe, for me, death is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is sinking and torturing in endless space, forgetting time, forgetting everything..."

Ron slowly waved the bone stick in his hand and sang in a low voice. When he finished singing the last syllable, a powerful momentum surged out, shaking the world.

"Dead Space!"

A cyan wave of air suddenly spread, covering the entire space.

The power of "Dead Space" is stronger than Klein's "Death Swallowing", and the huge skulls he summoned are also shrouded in it.

"No...not good!"

"Boom--" With a sound, Klein only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and then he found himself in a gray space.

Klein calmed down. He looked around and saw a chaos around him. The gray sky was very depressing, and the distant space could not see the end at a glance.

"This...what is this place? Why am I here? Where is Ron?"

Klein felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Forget it, look around first, there must be an exit here..."

Klein gritted his teeth and said "canopy--" his body turned into a black mist and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Klein was flying at high speed in the chaotic space. While he was flying, his heart sank. Although Klein didn't know where this was, he knew in his heart that Ron had calculated it.

"Good fellow, if I were to get out from here..." Klein gritted his teeth secretly, his black eyes filled with sternness.

At this moment, Klein only felt a flower in front of him, and Ron's figure instantly appeared in front of Klein, as if he had always been there.

"It's you? Ron, you are finally willing to show up...hehe, go to hell, you don't have any chance this time!" Klein gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Ron is standing in the void, looking at him coldly, he sighed slightly, "Klein, don't you understand yet? You have already lost..."

"I... lost?"

Klein laughed wildly like he heard the funniest joke in the world, his smile faintly hideous, "I lost? I lost to you? How could it be possible?"

Klein yelled angrily, "Ron, you wait, I will tear you to pieces right now..." After speaking, he waved the wand of the snake in his hand, mobilizing the soul power of his body.

Ron didn't make any movement, still looking at him blankly.

At this moment, Klein's movements stopped, his eyes opened wide, and there was a strong and unbelievable look in his eyes.

"How...how...how is it possible, my power...how did my power disappear? Ron, what did you do?"

Klein yelled hysterically.

"Don't waste your energy, Klein..."

Ron slowly said, "This is the dead space created by my divine power. Here, I am the ruler. From the moment you enter the dead space...you have already lost!"

"I lost? No...I won't lose, even if I did, I won't lose to you, Ron, don't forget that you are always just a human being. In the world of undead magic, we are the undead clan Experts, you tribes, will never understand the true nature of undead magic..."

Although he had already faced this situation, Klein still didn't accept this reality in his heart. He looked crazy and ran into Ron.

"Hey--"

Ron shook his head and sighed softly. He stretched out his hand and waved casually.

"Boom——"

Klein only felt a violent vibration in his mind, and then it became blank. From this moment on, Klein truly understood that he was defeated, really defeated!

His sea of ​​consciousness is collapsing, and his soul is hit hard!

For a necromancer, the damage to the soul is never as severe as the soul.

A flower appeared before Klein, and his thoughts instantly returned to reality, in the shattered temple.

In the shattered temple, there were only Ron and Klein. The difference was that Ron was standing while Klein was lying down.

Ron, who stood in front of Klein, had a faint expression, not even the joy of victory. He looked at Klein coldly with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Klein, on the road of cultivating undead magic, there is no insurmountable gap between the undead and human beings... what determines the level of strength... is the level and realm!"

"It is undeniable that the undead family has a natural advantage in practicing undead magic, but this does not explain much!"

Ron slowly said that he was not worried about Klein's counterattack before his death, because in this battle, he gained self-confidence, which was a firm belief in self, which was the most powerful strength in itself.

Klein stared at Ron for a long time, and finally defeated. He withdrew his gaze, his mouth twitched a few times, and he sighed slightly.

"I lost..."

(ps: I’m really embarrassed to have the interruption for so long. Tianyu also paid a great price for it. Because the interruption took too long, he realized that he could not read books anymore. Tianyu sat in front of the computer. It’s been a long time since I can’t produce a word. It seems that stubbornness really affects the writing status, so try to keep stubbornly less frequently! Cheer for yourself!)