Cataclysmic Transformation

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"I succeeded, Grandpa Khomelin!" With the bluish pig bone staff in his hand, let alone the excitement in Ron's heart, his face blossomed.

Khomelin's eyes were full of smiles.

"Let me see how much azure-level bone staff has increased in power?" Ron couldn't wait. [Search for the latest updates at

He held the bone stick in his hand, and said a spell in his heart silently. He was already familiar with low-level undead magic like "bone spurs", and he could do "silently."

A short time later, a white sensation "bone spur" formed and appeared in his palm.

"Go—" Ron raised his hand, and "Bone Spur" shot directly at the stone wall of the cave like a hidden weapon.

"Porch--" sounded, "Bone Spur" drilled directly into the stone wall, leaving a small unfathomable hole.

This shocked Ron and surprised him not because of the power of "spur", but because of its speed. Now the speed of "spur" is more than twice as fast as it used to be.

"It's very fast. It's really different to use the azure-level bone stick!" Ron stretched out his tongue. "Not only that, but my speed of using undead magic has also been greatly improved!"

"Oh, the difference between having a weapon and not having a weapon is very far. Even an ordinary person is much more powerful than an ordinary person even with a kitchen knife ..." Huo Meilin chuckled.

A bone rod about thirty centimeters long held here, feeling the flow of energy in it, and Ron burst into confidence.

Ron's mind suddenly flashed a kind-eyed face, looking at him with concern.

"Grandpa!" Ron's eyes were red, and tears almost fell.

"Grandpa Khomelin, I want to take revenge ..." Ron clenched the bone stick in his hand and said firmly, "Grandpa treats me so well, but finally dies in the hands of the wicked. I have some strength now, If I do n’t help him get revenge, I ’m ashamed to be his grandson! "

Ron raised his head and looked at Khomelin.

Khomelin smiled slightly, "Go, boy, it's time to break out for the hatred of you for a long time!"

With the support of Khomelin, Ron was more confident. At this time Khomelin continued, "Ron, but you should remember that you have a bad debt and you have the main debt. Remember, don't stand against your own strength and kill the innocent! "

Khomelin is worried that excessive killing will accumulate the hostility in Ron's heart. The more hostile energy accumulates, the more murderous heavier he becomes. When the killing becomes a habit, people will lose themselves.

Khomelin hopes Ron will become a strong man standing at the pinnacle of the world, not a demon who will only kill.

Ron heard a sigh in his heart. He lowered his head and thought about it. During this time, he killed a lot of people. Although it is a fight that you can't threaten with life and death, but he never attacked every time he attacked with his dead hand.

In just a few months, Ron could hardly recognize himself, and looked at his hands, as if covered with blood. @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html

"Did I really change?" Ron froze for a while, and then he looked up at Homer and nodded heavily, "Grandpa, I see!"

...

The snow is getting less and less, which indicates that spring is coming. Even so, the night wind is still cold and cold, the snow becomes water, and the water condenses into ice. It is easy for people to walk on the slippery roads if they are careless. slip.

A thin figure appeared sometime outside the Naka manor, and a pair of dark eyes gleamed with hatred.

Ron was like a cat, standing near the wall on tiptoe, a bit of blue bone in his hand, a black beam appeared in the palm of his hand, the black beam grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became a bird's Shaped, his hand flicked up, and the bird flew into the air "stunned".

The crow flew close to the window sill of the castle-like Naka manor. A pair of green pea eyes looked inward through the crow's eyes. The situation inside made Ron see clearly.

The Naka manor is still lit, the fireplace inside is burning, and the whole room is warmed up. There is a long square table, which is filled with gorgeous lamps, and the young maid puts a plate of round cover The things are served on the table, the cover is uncovered, and the inside is extremely delicate food.

There were three people sitting on the table, Gerat, Kitley, and a girl. Ron could n’t see her face because she was facing away from him, and she could only see the blonde curls behind her. Both Rat and Kitley were extremely polite to her.

His eyes crossed the face of Kitley and Jera ’s eyes, and Ron ’s eyes flashed a hint of murder. He will never forget how these nobles were killing people, killing people and letting go without saying, but also sending people to kill them and kill them He had no way to resist, but he had nowhere to go. If Grandpa Homelin taught him the magic of the undead, Ron wouldn't even have a chance of revenge.

At this time, Ron heard a voice saying: "Uncle Gerat, I think you are making a big deal!"

Ron was stunned, the voice was obviously a little childish, and he looked young.

Gerat smiled bitterly, "I don't want to, but this kid is unpredictable, and I can't figure out his strength, alas ..."

"Now the Holy Holy Church is busy all over, sending people around to find this Necromancer Ron, even Lord Son Guderian has been dispatched, but there is no news yet!"

Gerat said angrily, glancing at Kitley dissatisfiedly, "It's all useless by your cousin. If you were a bit harsher, a sword would kill him directly, and there won't be so much trouble now ! "

Kitley said aggrievedly, "I didn't expect this untouchable to actually cause such a big trouble, if I knew it early ..."

"Okay!" The woman waved her hand in annoyance. "Listening to your complaints, I heard cocoons growing in my ears!"

Since this time, Gerat has been like a bird with a startled bow, and has been worried day and night, especially when Groot died, after the failure of the temporary mission, Gerat and his son were terrified. ,

But the Salt family didn't want to manage this bad thing, and had an enmity with a necromancer, but they were afraid of revenge. Isn't it funny? So the Salt family also left it alone.

This was badly bad for Gerat, and through many methods, even using the power of her sister, she invited the young lady of the Salt family, the genius girl Godeli.

Goldley is a genius of the Salt family. At a young age, she has shown a very high talent in magic. At just 13 years old, she has obtained the qualification of a junior magician and is now advancing to an intermediate magician.

If it were n’t for Jordin ’s mother who begged hard, and if she was usually good to her, Goldley would never come to the broken place of Naka Manor.

"Uncle Gerat, it's not a way to go on like this, can't you let me protect you all your life?" Goldley made a helpless gesture, her voice was slightly dissatisfied, "I have been here for seven days, you still plan to Let me stay for a few days? If I go on like this, my studies will be abandoned ... "

"This ..." Gerat and his father looked at each other, and they couldn't help but have to take one step at a time, especially Gerat, who felt his right eyelid jump in the past two days, as if foreshadowing something bad. It happens the same.

"No!" At this moment, Goldley frowned, "I don't know why, from just now, I always feel something peeping at us ..."

Goldley stood up and glanced around. Ron saw a pretty profile. Although he was not as good as Di Lin, he was pretty.

Goldeli is about 13 or 14 years old. She is like a born aristocratic girl. She behaves generously and elegantly. At a young age, she has a maturity that does not correspond to her age. Perhaps it is this maturity that has created her genius. name.

In the Salt family, she is above Jodin.

Goldley's eyes fell on the crow on the window sill, his brow furrowed tighter, "It's so cold, why is there a bird on the window sill? No, this is not a bird ..."

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

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, get me out!" Goldelius sipped, and took out a long magic wand from the space bag. Without thinking, he released a fireball and threw it towards the crow outside the window.

"Found!" Ron was taken aback.

"Boom--" The window was blown up, the transparent glass shattered, and the crow summoned by Ron fell into smoke.

The "eyes" of peeping were eliminated, and Goldley screamed loudly, "I know you are nearby, and if you don't come out again, I'm welcome!"

"It's kind of interesting that this little girl is so young that she has reached the level of a junior magician. Ron, this girl's talent is not under you!" Khomelin said with a smile.

Khomelin's remarks aroused Ron's arrogance. He sneered. "This little girl should be a relative of their family. I'm afraid it will stop me from taking revenge. But that's fine, just look at me and clean up her Now! "

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, making up for the lack of speed in the early stage of the Necromancer. I dare say that no one has come up with such a method in the Scourge Church for over tens of thousands of years. This is an epoch-making innovation! Ron, you are also a genius in the history of Necromancer cultivation! "Khomelin exclaimed.

After listening to Homer's words, Ron's **** were very tall, and the confidence of the girl with the same genius was fuller.

"boom--"

Ron blasted through the gate of Naka Manor, and rushed in.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

All the servants and servants in the Naka Manor were stunned by the loud noise, and they saw a monster in front of them. The monster was wearing a long black cloak, and a black mask covered his face. His crotch Riding down a greasy skeleton, howling with claws and teeth.

Ron yanked off the mask on his face, revealing a sharp face.

"You ... who are you?"

A servant looked at the uninvited guest, daring, and asked tremblingly.

There was a faint smile on Ron's face, "Go tell Kitley and Gerat, and I'm going to die, I'm going to kill at the Naka Manor tonight, and no one left at any speed. Those who stay, don't talk about killing! "