Cataclysmic Transformation

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Merkelin was not willing to fail, he fought back again, with one after another with divine power, Merkelin at this time, like crazy.

"Holy light!"

"Holy Fire!" []

"Holy blow!"

"Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..."

The fierce battle started again, bursts of explosions filled the battlefield, white light and black mist were intertwined with each other, and you have fought dozens of moves.

Cardina snuggled gently with Charlie, "Sister Charlie, do you say Merkel will win?"

Shaiya shook her head, "You can't win, Ron's undead is so terrifying, Merkelin can't win!"

The battlefield began to smoke again, and there were cheers from the audience. They didn't expect Ron to keep his hand. The strength of the summoned Skeleton Knight was so strong that he defeated Merkelin.

"Oh! Let me see how it looks like?" "Ron" smiled, the bone stick held high, and there were words in his mouth.

At this time, a sharp flash in his eyes, "Frost Nova!"

The frozen aura continued to condense to Merklin, and soon frozen Merklin, and he was terrified at this time because he couldn't move.

"Damn, my body! My body can't move!"

In an instant, Merklin's body was covered with ice, and the whole body was frozen in an instant.

"Ron" smiled slightly, raised one hand gently, and spit out a word in his mouth.

"burst!"

"Boom--" There was a huge explosion resounding through the audience, and a burst of cold and cold air instantly spread out, accompanied by the explosion, it continued to spread outward.

"Hurry! Hurry away!" Xia Ya and others in the 787 dormitory panicked. At this time, she felt a burst of cold invade her body with little fighting strength and her actions became slow.

At this time, the duel has been completely covered by frost, and everyone's speed has been slowed down.

Merkelin made a gurgling noise and his teeth kept fighting. At this moment he realized that his strength was too far away from Ron, and an unmatched feeling instantly occupied his heart. He regretted it at this moment Incomparably.

In the auditorium, as the frost star burst, their emotions rose to the highest point, cheering, cheering for Ron.

At the same time, some people focus from talking about Ron to talking about undead magic.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Heart above, the magic of the undead will be so powerful! With the undead magic we know now, it's just one by one in the sky!" Said a student in the audience with awe.

"Hey! Why did I choose the profession of magician, I knew how good it would be to be a necromancer!" Another girl student said with envy, she was deeply impressed by the charm of necromancer.

A boy next to him questioned, "Even if the ancient undead magic is so powerful, this Ron is only 16 years old, how could he have such a strong strength?"

"Woo!"

Merkelin climbed up hard. He shook his head and looked at Ron's body, his vision blurred for a moment. At this time, he felt a sweet throat and spit out a blood.

He moved around and found that his injury was worse than expected.

There was a trace of fear in Merkelin's eyes, and he couldn't fight anymore, otherwise he would die without doubt. He shouted violently, "I won't fight, I won't fight, I will surrender! I surrender ..."

"Surrender?" Khomelin couldn't help but stunned. At this time, Merkelin had taken the opportunity to escape back to the 787 dormitory, fearing that Ron would continue.

"The 787 dormitory surrendered, and the 302 dormitory won. I announced that the 302 dormitory is the final championship of the college ranking battle! The 787 dormitory won the runner-up ..."

The mentor took the opportunity to announce the victory and defeat of the qualifying finals and the first and second runner-up candidates.

The 302 dormitory and others hardly believe their ears, the champion, we finally won the championship, standing at the pinnacle of the college, is this a dream? If this is a dream, don't wake up so fast! @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html

"Victory, we finally won, champion, we are the champion!" A burst of joy stunned, the 302 dormitory hugged, jumping, screaming, celebrating the final victory.

In fact, the outcome of this game is very controversial. For example, if Ron fell first, should he lose at that time, and secondly, whether Aurora and others voluntarily quit the battle and then rushed to the competition venue, whether it violated Game rules?

However, these are not important. What is important is that Ron's powerful undead magic has convinced everyone. Everyone thinks that the 302 dormitory should win the championship.

Merkelin stood up silently. At this moment, he was a little lost. Not only did he lose in the finals, but he couldn't kill Ron. He couldn't finish the mission entrusted to him by the Holy See, and his eyes were full of resentment.

He glanced at the 787 dormitory and turned away.

"Ron, great, we won!" Aurora ran to Ron quickly, cheering, screaming and jumping. The joy of victory made the rigorous Aurora like a crazy girl.

Ron stood blank, when his body suddenly softened and fell into Aurora's arms.

Aurora was shocked and helped him, "Ron ... Ron ... what's wrong with you?"

...

After the game, in the office of Dean Platz. "Boom boom--" The knock on the door rang.

"come in!"

"Master Dean!" Dabus opened the door and walked in.

Platts was wearing glasses and was looking at an ancient document about the magic of the undead. When he was reading with relish, he saw him coming in and said, "Is there something?"

Dubbs nodded, "Something is true!"

Platts reluctantly put down the book in his hand, took off his glasses, rubbed his hands and rubbed his eyes, "Speak!"

Dabus took a deep breath. "The fact that Merkeling was in the qualifying finals has caused some influence. I don't think he will be given to ..."

"You mean expulsion?" Platz asked, raising his head.

Dabus hesitated, "Yes!"

"Did he propose to drop out? Or finish?" Platz asked.

"It doesn't!" Dabus replied honestly.

To know that the college ’s graduation certificate cannot be issued casually, according to the regulations of the Balovax College, graduation can only be permitted if it reaches the level of the teacher. If only the senior level of the staff leaves the college, it can only be considered as graduation, that is, the end of the school It means that there is nothing that can't be achieved even by seniors, and he leaves himself burdened.

The graduation certificate of Balovax College is recognized throughout the continent. Of course, it is only recognition, and it needs its own strength to prove it.

Merkellin's strength is not yet at the level of graduation, so Platz has such a question.

After thinking for a while, Platz shook his head. "That's wrong!" He paused and said, "Based on the regulations of the college and the laws of the Roland Empire, students who are murdered by brawl between students are expelled from school and transferred. The City Guards dealt, except when they missed in the qualifying battle ... "

"Merkelin accepted the order of the Holy See, undoubtedly motivated to kill Ron, an ancient necromancer, but this is only a motive, not a fact. Although his behavior is inappropriate, I cannot follow the rules. Treat him! "

Dabus nodded and smiled, "I thought this way before. I was just worried that he would be bad for Ron! Would it be better to eliminate this hidden danger ..."

Platts smiled and said, "Don't worry, I think Merkel hasn't been able to kill Ron. Today's battle is a good illustration ..."

Dubbs nodded, "Sir Dean, the Holy See will not stop. I think they will come up with new ways to deal with Ron! Do we need to make some preparations?"

Platts pondered for a while, "It's okay, the Holy See will not clash with us for a Ron, and here is our territory, they can't do anything, they can only do some small actions behind them, such as assassination or something. Of course, as long as it does n’t make me angry, I ’m too lazy to control him! ”

Dabus nodded and hesitated and asked, "Dr. Platts, I have always had a question. I don't know if I should ask."

"Just ask!"

"You are so sheltering Ron, even at the expense of the Holy See, is there any purpose?" Dabus asked cautiously.

"Of course!" Platz nodded and admitted generously, "My purpose is to let Ron coach the Undead Department, and make the Necromancer a profession. From today's finals, I am more determined. From Judging from today's game, Ron's breakthrough at the division level should be a near thing. By then, he will be our mentor at the Department of Undead in Balovax College! "

Dabus dumbfounded, "Yuan ... Dean, what you said is true? But what good is it for us?"

"Some things do not need to talk about benefits, such as undead magic!" Platts smiled and lifted the book in his hand. "I took the time to read the books about undead magic and found that not only has a glorious history, but also A splendid civilization, their cultivation methods are not what we can understand, but the strong people at the same level are never under any of our series of professional strong people. I think that such a great career should not be annihilated in the long history ... … "

Dubbs murmured, "That seems to be the matter of the ancient continent!"

"Good!" Platz nodded. "The name of that continent is Omros!"

Platts sighed, "But it's very strange that from the New World, that is, Noah, history seems to have a fault, and everything related to the Necromancer has disappeared directly, as if the Necromancer has never appeared. In general, this makes me very puzzled, feeling that the strong undead dynasty disappeared overnight ... ”

Dubbs stopped talking, he sighed.

Platts smiled, "So, I decided to help Ron revive the undead department, if he had the ability!"

Dabus nodded, "Since this is the case, I will look at him well!"

"That's not necessary!" Platts waved his hand. "I believe he has the ability to deal with some troubles. If he doesn't have the skill, it will be a waste of my thoughts."

"That's it!" Platz waved his hand. "You go to see if he is awake. If he is awake, let him come here. I want to see him ..."

"Yes! Master Dean!" Dabus saluted and bowed out.