Cataclysmic Transformation

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"Hula—"

On a small river just outside the city of São Paulo, Ron emerged from the water,

"Aha, isn't it escape now?" Ron was a little proud of himself. After leaving the stronghold of the "dark" organization, facing various investigations, he tried his best to enter from the sewer and swam out to the river. At the same time, escape from the city of Sao Paulo is effortless. [Search for the latest updates at

He flicked his hair, wiped his face, and then swam to the shore. He climbed up a few times, took off his wet clothes, took out clean clothes from the space bag, and put them on.

"Warrior from the underworld, please accept my call, come out, skeleton warrior ..."

At this time, Ron began to summon the Skeleton Warrior. Not long afterwards, a dull skeleton Warrior stood in front of Ron.

"Hey!" Ron smiled, reaching for the Skeleton Warrior and crawling on its back. He thought about it. The Skeletal Warrior supported Ron and ran like a horse.

Skeleton Warrior is certainly not as fast as Kuai Ma, but it walks much faster than Ron himself, and it is more labor-saving.

"Ron, your method is really good!" Khomelin's eyes were full of admiration. "I actually thought of using the Skeleton Warrior as a mount, which is very good. So many people in the Scourge Church didn't think of it before!"

"Hey!" Ron smiled again. He touched his head. "Yes, Grandpa Khomelin. At that time, could the necromancer of the Scourge Church call the mount?"

"Sergeant-level Necromancer does not summon the undead magic of the mount ..." Khomelin thought for a while, "To summon the mount requires at least division-level strength ..."

"Teacher level? That is the Necromancer, what can the Necromancer summon?"

"Gargoyle ..."

...

The two talked all the way and walked straight to the border of the Holy Roman Empire. Ron deliberately chose a remote mountain road. He rode a skeleton warrior without much effort. For many months, came to the border city of the Holy Roman Empire-Asinaris.

Asinaris is the border town of the Holy Roman Empire. Strictly speaking, it is a military town where the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth legions of the empire are stationed.

The most frequented here are merchants going in and out of the city and Holy Roman Empire soldiers patrolling everywhere.

In order to avoid being recognized, Ron put on a face mask, and in this border city, the investigation was not as strict as that of the royal capital, São Paulo.

"You ... pass ..."

Ron was taken aback when a cold voice stopped him when he wanted to walk out of the gate.

"Pass? What is a pass?" Ron froze, shaking his head. "I don't have one!"

No pass? The soldier was suspicious. He looked at Ron up and down like a thief, and at this time, several soldiers in the distance also looked over here.

"Adult, pass!" At this time, a fat businessman next to him passed the pass, and the soldier took it, opened it, glanced at it, and waved him past.

"It turns out that the pass is the red book!" Ron saw the pass now, but he was worried again. How could he get a pass?

"You can't get out without a pass, this is a rule!" The soldier said to him with a bounced face.

"Oh, sorry, my lord, I left my pass at home, so I'll get it." Ron replied and left in a hurry.

Generally speaking, a pass is a symbol of a country ’s identity when it is out of the country. It is issued by each country. Generally speaking, the pass of each country is basically universal, but the issuance of passes is also limited. Usually only merchants, mercenaries and nobles With a pass, ordinary civilians do not have a pass. Ron has always been an ordinary civilian in the Holy Roman Empire. Naturally, it is impossible to have a pass.

Ron stood aside helplessly, watching the others pass with a red pass in his hand, he had the urge to grab it.

But it was unwise to grab here, the soldiers coming and going let Ron look at his heart, but he also knew that it would be impossible to leave Asinaris without a pass.

"Grandpa Homelin, what should I do?" Ron was completely wrong.

Homelin hesitated, "If you need, I can help you out."

"Forget it, don't ..."

Ron immediately rejected Khomelin's exciting proposal. He didn't want Grandma Khomelin to be in trouble.

"Let's take a look first and see if I can come up with any good ideas?" Ron said helplessly.

At this time, in a corner by the city wall, some voices attracted his attention.

"What's going on there?"

Ron felt strange, watching more people gather there, he couldn't restrain curiosity, and walked along.

In the crowd, a little girl about thirteen or four years old crouched there. She was unkempt, ragged, and her face pale with tears. Her body shivered due to excessive shock.

Next to her, an old man was lying, looking like a penniless beggar. When he had died for a long time, the body gave off a stink.

Beside her, surrounded by a few noble young men dressed in Chinese clothes, he was haunting, pointing at the little girl.

"Oh, is this girl selling her burial father? Really filial!" Said a young man in a yellow-haired Chinese suit with a smile on his teeth. Although his mouth was talking in human language, his eyes were sneaking on the little girl's Looking around.

"How do you know it was her father? Maybe it was her grandfather?" The other blue-haired young man laughed.

"Maybe her husband!" A young brown-haired young man laughed with a palm in his hands.

"Hahaha ..." Several young Chinese youths laughed unscrupulously.

The little girl gritted her teeth and knelt on the ground without saying a word, her long hair hanging down, covering her face.

At this time, more excessive things appeared.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you in a few days, this old guy is actually dead!" Huang Feiqing smiled, he reached out and drew his long sword, "Por-" stabbed on the body of the girl's grandfather.

"You ... you ..." The girl didn't expect those people to do this. She looked up and there was a hint of anger in her eyes.

"This pariah is pariah, you see, this old beggar is so dirty!" Huang Faqing smiled and picked out the old man's intestines with a sword. Several people laughed with joy.

Poor that old man, already dead, those people didn't even let go of his body.

"Wow-you, don't touch my grandfather!" The girl cried and rushed up to fight the young men.

"Yo, dare to do it?" At this time, she was pushed by the blue-haired young man and fell to the ground. She rushed to fight again, but looking at her thin body, it couldn't hurt those people. The young men in Chinese uniforms of Martha, those people are giggling, only looking for fun.

The people around looked at the little girl's eyes with sympathy, but looking at the few people beside them, many people were afraid to speak, and many shook their heads and walked away.

"What's the matter?" Ron flashed a look of anger in his eyes and asked an old man beside him.

The old man shook his head, "Ah, this grandfather and grandson are here from the outside, it has been several months, the guys have to come to harass every day, but a few days ago, the girl's grandfather got Suddenly ill, only this girl is left, pitiful, this group of people have not let go ... "

"These scum!" Ron was angry, his eyes seeming to burst into flames. He clenched his fists and squeezed the bones of Kaka. The least he sees is bullying. This is also related to his previous experience. No one here understands the little girl's mood better than Ron.

"Young people, don't mess up!" The old man whispered, "I advise you that these guys can't afford it, and the one with the yellow hair is the son of the lord of Asinaris ... "

"Ron, calm down!" Khomelin's voice also sounded at the same time, "I know what you want to do, but this way, your identity is exposed!"

"Damn!" Ron also knew how important things were. He gritted his teeth, relaxed his clenched fist, and took a deep breath.

"Haha, it's just a dead man. What are you doing so anxiously? Not your husband!" Huang Faqing smiled and waved a sword with a sword, "Wow--Wow--", dividing the old body into pieces.

The girl was completely dumbfounded, and even her consciousness was gone. She stared at the pile of rotten flesh and blood on the ground. She ran a few steps, kneeled on the ground, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"Grandpa—" The tears of heartbreaking moved the onlookers. Looking at the eyes of the few young men was not good.

But these little youths didn't even realize it. On their territory, who was afraid of coming? The bones of those who dared to fight against them have turned to gray.

At this time, the young man with yellow hair seemed excited to discover the New World and said excitedly, "Hey, look, that girl looks okay ..."

"Hey, I can't think that my eyes are so poisonous, you can even see it!" Blue @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html said youthfully.

"Clean her up, we can have a good time!" The brown-haired young man also smiled, his eyes gleaming with evil spirits.

The trio exchanged glances, and the blue-haired and brown-haired youths hurried over and reached for the little girl's armpits and put her up.

The little girl seemed silly, and let them stand up without even resisting.

"Animals-even a 13-year-old girl!" The onlookers shook their heads, showing sympathy in their eyes, but no one came to stop their atrocities.

The young people in the Chinese costumes ignored the comments around them. For things like this, they have done so more than once. They are already familiar with it, and they ignore the anger they cast.

"Grandpa Homelin, I can't help it anymore!" Ron's teeth snapped and his body shivered with anger.

"Ron, you have to calm down. It's useless to be brave!" Khomelin reminded.

"Grandpa Khomelin, but I can't help it anymore!" Ron looked at the backs of the few people and said, "Grandpa, let me be capricious once ... just once ..."

Ron drew the blue bone stick from the space bag, and his face became extremely cruel. He said one word after another, "I-decision-rao-no-this-gang-animal-livestock!"