Cataclysmic Transformation

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? Ron's speech just fell, the audience was silent, and the children stood blankly. For them, Ron's words made them fall from a happy heaven into a nightmarish hell.

The dream was shattered like a bubble, the children looked at each other, and their faces were full of disappointment.

Can a necromancer only become a necromancer?

Without speaking, some children glanced at Ron and walked away silently, while others hesitated and walked away.

At this time, a young man approached and pulled up a child beside him. He summoned up the courage and asked, "Mr. Ron, is there really no room for negotiation about this profession?"

Ron was sleeping tightly on his lips, and shook his head gently. If he could, would he need to run so far to recruit students?

The young man sighed, flashing infinite pity in his eyes, glanced at Ron, and pulled the child beside him, and walked away silently.

For a time, the child surrounded by Ron walked away completely.

Failed again! A bit of a bitter smile floated on Ron's face. He looked at Vivienne, his face full of helplessness, "It seems that we can't recruit students at all!"

Vivian was also disappointed. She comforted and said, "It doesn't matter, Ron. The magic of the undead is a great magic, full of mysterious power. If they don't learn, it's their loss. Take a look ... "

"No more!" Ron's expression was full of frustration, he shook his head, "Give up, we will go back to Balovax College now, and ... resign to Dean Dabus ..."

"Ron!" Vivienne bit her lip. She tried to persuade her again, but saw Ron waving her hand.

"You don't need to say, my idea has been decided. From now on, I will practice by myself, and I will never teach undead magic ..."

In the eyes of those people, undead magic is the magic of slaves. It is the tool for the bottom of the people to make a living. Once they learn the magic of undead, they will be labeled as inferiors all their lives, and their social status is even the most. Ordinary civilians are not as good. This is the basic reason why they would rather learn nothing than choose to become a necromancer.

The world's view of undead magic is so deep-rooted that he was deeply disappointed. He has made up his mind that he will no longer teach undead magic from now on, and will practice wholeheartedly until he breaks through to become the undead magister.

"Mr. Ron, Ms. Ron, please stay ..."

Just as Ron left, a voice stopped him. I saw an old man rushing with a child. He seemed to be in a hurry. When he came to Ron, he was breathless.

"Something?" Ron asked, raising his head.

The old man, with a pleased smile, pointed to the children around him and said, "Mr. Ron, I heard that you are recruiting students here and hurried over immediately. Ha ha. Fortunately, you did not leave. Would you like to see my grandson? Can't take him to Balovax College? "

"Yes!" Ron promised very readily. He said blankly. "But my only condition is to become a Necromancer, he will come if he wants!"

"Necromancer?" When the old man heard it, he seemed to be poured from the head to the feet by a plate of cold water. The whole person froze there, his mouth wide open, and he couldn't close for a long time.

"Grandpa, I don't want to be a necromancer!" The child said with a small mouth, holding the old man's hand.

"This is the only condition, and it is also an unchangeable condition. If you don't accept it, even if you don't accept it!" Ron wasn't in the mood to tell him more, threw a word coldly, and turned away.

The old man's complexion was uncertain, and he saw Ron was about to leave. He moved his lips and finally blurted out, "Stop!"

Ron looked back.

"I promise you!" The old man looked like a defeated cock, he hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed.

"what?"

Ron and Vivien opened their eyes incredulously and looked at each other. They both saw rejoicing in each other's eyes. He agreed? He really agreed?

"Thank you!" Ron rushed up, grabbing the old man's hand with excitement, shaking it non-stop.

The old man's face was full of bitter smiles, and he could see some regrets. Eventually, he agreed.

"If I didn't see the status quo in Manchester, I wouldn't be willing to let my only grandson take you away. Instead of starving to death here, I might as well learn the magic of undead for a chance to live!"

Ron was silent. He knew that it might not last as long as he was in Manchester. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "Old man, I can promise you. I will definitely teach your grandchildren to train him into A strong man! "

Ron said very sincerely, but the old man did not believe at all. He shook his head and said, "Even if the strong is not the strong, even if the undead magic is strong, it will not be strong, so that it will be ignored by people, but in order to live, There is no way! "

The old man sighed, "In fact, to learn undead magic, there is no need to go to any college, Manchester has a necromancer! If you can take my grandson away, I don't need to find you to learn undead magic ..."

Upon hearing this, Ron opened his eyes wide and was surprised, "No, is there a Necromancer?"

The old man nodded and said affirmatively, "Not only there are, but also very strong!"

A very strong Necromancer, Ron and Vivienne were dumbfounded.

Could it be that he was also an ancient Necromancer? But isn't the ancient undead magic gone? How could an ancient Necromancer appear again? Could it be that there is a soul like Grandma Khomelin?

Ron thought to himself, that the appearance of the Necromancer aroused his curiosity, and he asked the old man to take him to see. The old man was very refreshing and agreed.

...

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a lazy boy sat casually on a pile of haystacks. He was about 17 or 18 years old. He was about the same age as Ron. He was wearing a tattered robe. Although it was tattered, it was very clean The young man was playing with a small dagger. The dagger was worn short, but it shone brightly.

In front of him are three young people who are a few years older than him. They have a simple weapon, a sword, a stick, and an axe, headed by a fat man with a face and flesh. The muscles were black and strong, and the skin was as smooth as oil and water, only to hear him say it cruelly.

"Pec, tell you, this time you are dead ..."

The lazy boy named Paige finally stopped his hand playing with a dagger and smiled, showing a row of white teeth, "Morinho, did you learn enough lessons last time? Want to do it again?"

The fat man named Mourinho blushed and had a thick neck. "Last time was your luck. This time I learned a lot from Brother Lackron and my strength has risen. You are no longer my opponent!"

Paige smiled slightly, "It's a good thing to have self-confidence, but it's not enough to be over-confident. Could it be that you think my strength is standing still?"

"In short, you are dead this time, abominable Necromancer!" Mourinho sneered.

"Haha ..." Page laughed loudly. "You can't even beat a wasteful necromancer, what else can you say?"

In one sentence, the three men were so angry that the green muscles on their foreheads were exposed.

"Don't say anything, let's go together!" Page smiled and waved, "Let me see, what have you grown ..."

"it's him?"

Ron followed the old man to the corner of Manchester and asked, pointing at the young man named Page.

"Yes, it's him!" The old man nodded and said, "That guy's name is Paige. He's very powerful. The teenagers here can't beat him, and he likes to challenge others!"

Ron was curious as he looked at the young boy.

At this time, Page moved, and he saw a light wave of his hand, and bones appeared out of thin air.

"Kaka Kaka ..."

A strange voice came, and the bones began to combine, and soon, they were combined into three skeletons with weapons, long bone swords in their hands, and shields in their other hands. It looked like they were summoned with Ron. The skeleton warrior is no different.

Ron frowned, "Without soul power, he is just a traditional necromancer!"

Vivienne also saw this and shook her head. The method of summoning was exactly the same as the undead magic she had learned before. The skeleton summoned by this method had no fighting power at all.

A skeleton without soul power is just a skeleton that can walk.

"on!"

The three young men glanced at each other, screaming and rushing up.

Page smiled coldly, and controlled the skeleton to attack.

At this time, @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, what stunned Ron and Vivian happened. I saw a skeleton jumped lightly, jumped into the air, and the other two left and right, launched towards the target Attack, the speed of the three skeletons is faster than Ron's calculations.

The goal of the three skeletons was a taller, thinner young man. Ron saw at a glance that this guy was the weakest of the three, and no wonder Paige would choose him to start.

"Be careful!" Mourinho yelled anxiously, holding a long sword in his hand and slashing fiercely at the skeleton.

Ignoring other people's attacks, the skeletons attacked the tall and thin young man, and the young man could not bear it anymore, and he added a series of scars to his body, making him wailing in pain.

"Ouch!"

"Yeah, you bastard, actually made a trick!"

"Wow, don't hit your face ..."

These skeletons are fast and perfectly coordinated. After a while, in the astonished eyes of Ron and Vivienne, the three are beaten down and the water is crying and howling.

After a while, I saw three young men beaten on the ground, their faces green and purple, blood and scars all over their bodies, and they kept begging for mercy.

Paige ’s three skeletons were damaged, two of them were also covered with deep and shallow sword marks, one skeleton was broken off half of the body, the other skeleton was cut by the waist, only one skeleton could barely Stand.

"How is it? Convinced?" Page smiled smugly. "I said, you are not my opponent!"

"Come on, go to your priest for treatment!" Paige scolded, and one kicked on his butt, and the young men dared to leave without a word.

Ron and Vivian looked at each other with great shock. Although this page was a traditional necromancer, but he used the traditional combat power of the waste necromancer to the extreme, the young people were all trainees. The strength around the intermediate level, this strength is nothing in the eyes of Ron and Vivienne, but for the traditional Necromancer, it is definitely an unattainable existence.

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