Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 120: problem occurs

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The bearded commander grinned sarcastically, "I knew this group of people were tough, they had exhausted all their strength, yet they were still dead and refused to surrender!" He smiled and made a cutting gesture.

"Yes!" The soldier understood and immediately responded.

"Get ready!" The paladins raised their swords high, and the white holy light continued to condense.

The gang of men in black also knew that their lives were coming to an end, their eyes shot out hatred, and they raised their arms and shouted.

"The undead never die, the natural disasters never die..."

"The undead never die, the natural disasters never die..."

The bearded commander gritted out a sentence between his teeth, "Kill..."

"No!" Ron opened his eyes wide in horror. He had already seen the clothes of the mysterious men in black, which were necromancers.

The holy light bombs hit one after another, and the necromancers who had lost their resistance wailed and fell down one after another. After a while, there was no one alive in the field.

"It's over!" The paladins all retracted their weapons.

The soldier stepped forward, "Report to my lord, all the purification has been completed..."

"Very good!" The bearded commander nodded in satisfaction, "Don't ask about those heretics in the future, and kill them all..."

"heresy!"

Ron's eyes turned red when he heard this word, and at the same time, he also saw the eye-catching holy cross on those paladins.

"God... Holy... Church... Ting..."

Ron gritted his teeth and forced these words out between his teeth. Immediately afterwards, his eyes gradually became distorted, and the scene in his eyes gradually became blurred...

At this moment, the soul ring in Ron's hand lit up strangely, and the light was so dim that even Homelin didn't notice it.

"Strange! Why are those out-of-control soul power slowly gathering? Things are showing signs of getting better? Impossible?" Homelin was surprised to see that Ron's situation was slowly improving.

The violent soul power returned to calm, and the extremely chaotic black gas on Ron's body continued to run along the old route. Ron's breathing had become calm, and after a long time, he opened his eyes faintly.

A kind face came into Ron's eyes, Homelin looked at him quietly, his eyes were full of concern, "Are you awake?"

"Grandpa Huomelin, what's wrong with me?" Ron shook his head and asked after recovering, only then did he realize that his clothes were soaked.

"Your soul power is out of control and almost collapsed..." Grandpa Huo Meilin said nothing, "but luckily, it is finally safe and sound..."

"I... I dreamed about that war again..." Ron couldn't help but feel a little scared when he thought of the scene in his dream. The tragedy of the war far exceeded his resemblance.

Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood formed a shocking scene.

"Night dreams are also a common thing, but you have the same dream every time, which is a bit strange!" Homelin thought for a while, "Maybe you are under too much pressure during this period, every day Cultivate, study, don't pay attention to rest. Relax, even the Scourge Church was not built in a day... "

"I see, Grandpa Homelin, I'll pay attention..." Ron nodded.

"Wait!" Homelin was suddenly surprised, "Ron, why did your soul power suddenly increase so much?"

"Ah—" Ron was stunned, and checked quickly. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his soul power had increased significantly. At this time, his strength had exploded to the level of the advanced seventh rank.

"What's going on?" Ron was a little at a loss. He looked at Homelin for help, and his strength suddenly exploded, which was unreasonable.

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's a good thing..." Homelin smiled, "Don't worry, Ron, your body doesn't show any bad signs."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm relieved!"

Suddenly, his eyes fixed, and he felt something in his heart, and he stood up abruptly.

Homelin said, "What's the matter, Ron?"

"That... there seems to be something over there..." Ron felt as if something was calling him, making his body move forward involuntarily.

"Is there something there?" Homelin felt even more curious, what could be in that little grass? How come I don't know, then again, how do you know

Ron walked slowly into the grass, holding his breath and pushing aside the tall grass in front of him.

"What?" Ron was stunned, and Homelin was also stunned. What caught their eyes was a corpse. This corpse was no stranger to them. The headless corpse of a god who escaped after the siege.

I saw that the body of this headless god corpse was covered with scars, and the whole body was covered with scorched scars. The blood no longer flowed, but the open wound still made people feel horrible.

Ron's eyes widened, "Why is this corpse here?"

Homelin thought for a while and said, "Maybe it was beaten and fled here that night. It stands to reason that after being refined into a zombie, it will not run without the order of the controller unless it is destroyed! There are a lot of fans…”

"Then it's dead now?" Ron boldly stretched out his fingers and touched the headless corpse, but there was no response.

"There is no such thing as death for a dead corpse, unless its body is directly destroyed!" Homelin glanced at the headless corpse and said, "This zombie seems to have lost its mobility due to serious injuries. Power, as long as it is cured, it should still be usable!"

"Cure...cure? How to cure it? What if it attacks me again after it is cured?" Ron stammered.

"Using Death Coil can heal undead creatures..." Homelin said calmly, "As for whether it will attack you or not, it's hard to say. To be honest, your strength is not enough to control it..."

"Forget it!" Ron gave up after thinking about it. This headless corpse is too powerful. It would be bad if it caused another big damage. Besides, he is the one closest to this danger. Bury it, don't let it come out to harm others... "

Homelin sighed, shook his head and said, "How rare is the corpse of a god, it's a pity to just give up like this!"

"Then what to do?"

Homelin pondered for a while and said, "Seal the corpse, seal it up, and it will come in handy when you can control it with your strength!"

Ron thought about it, it's okay, seal it and hide it, and use it when he has enough strength and can control it. It's a disaster to leave it alone now!

A beam of black light sank into the top of the headless corpse's head, and gradually spread down to its body. After a while, the body of the headless corpse seemed to be densely covered with a layer of black spider webs, covering the whole body.

"This is the 'Corpse Seal', which restrains all its power. This seal can even put the corpse into a deep sleep..."

"Okay!" Ron raised his head profusely in sweat, "Death entanglement..." A black ball of light danced in Ron's palm, and he slammed the ball of light at the headless corpse without hesitation.

"call!"

A mist rose in front of the eyes, and the black ball seemed to be absorbed by the headless god corpse, like a stone thrown into the paste, and a small ripple appeared.

The ripples were spreading, and after a while the wounds on the headless corpse began to grow wildly, and after a while they were completely healed.

After receiving the headless corpse in the space bag, Ron walked back to the 302 dormitory in the twilight.

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, they saw Fatty and the others walking around anxiously. When they saw him, they said, "Ron, where have you been today? We have been looking for you all day."

"What?" Ron was taken aback.

"Something went wrong!" Aurora walked up anxiously, "Lantry was taken away by High Fels..."

"What? Lantry?" Ron was taken aback. He heard such explosive news as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Karaqi rushed up crying, "Brother Ron, please save my brother..."

Ron quickly calmed down, "What happened?"

The fat man handed over an envelope, "This is a letter from Heifers, please read it!"

Ron quickly took it, opened it, and saw that there were not many words on it, only a simple sentence.

"To get back your roommates, come to No. 107 old equipment warehouse..."

After reading the letter, Ron pondered for a while, with a questioning expression in his eyes, "No. 107 old equipment warehouse?"

"I know this!" Manny on the side took a deep breath and said, "The old equipment depot No. 107 is located about two kilometers west of the college. It used to be the equipment depot of the college, but it has been abandoned now. Helping people's base camp...”

"I think Lantry should be locked there by them..." Manny finally said.

"So, he's going to challenge me, but..." Ron frowned, "Private fights among students are strictly prohibited in the academy, so what's his purpose in calling me?"

Aurora said, "Strictly prohibiting private fighting has always been empty talk. Although so many things happened in the academy a few days ago, in fact, this article has not been well implemented at all..."

Ron thought for a while and said seriously, "You mean, they will attack us like they did in the corridor last time?"

"It's 100% possible!" Aurora said with certainty.

"No way?" Rancim said, "The dean came out a few days ago and announced the decision to strictly prohibit private fights among students. Don't they dare to risk the world? Take the initiative to provoke private fights?"

"It's hard to say for them!" Aurora said seriously.

Ron sighed, "No matter what, we have to go this way, even if his place is a dragon's lake and a tiger's lair..."

His gaze gradually became firm, "I want to make a breakthrough too..."

"Yes!" Aurora said, "Lan Terry is from our dormitory, no matter what, we have to rescue him!"

"Wait..." The fat man thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "We can call more people, anyway, he didn't say in the challenge letter that we can't bring people!"

"Yes, pull as much as you can, and create momentum!" Aurora said, "Firstly, to put pressure on High Firth, secondly, to attract the attention of the academy's senior management, and thirdly, to help..."

"Yes!" Ron nodded.

Fatty walked around each dormitory, and soon there were nearly a hundred people gathered downstairs, but they all felt uneasy when they heard that it was Heifers who was going to deal with them, and some people retreated quietly, and finally only There are more than thirty people, only one-third of the original number.

Just a joke, as for Ron, a skeleton who would dare to provoke Hayfels, it might not be a problem for him to be strong, but it might not be a problem for others.

Ron and a group of people had already put on their shirts and stood on the playground under the dormitory.