Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 132: The real horror of undead magic

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"kill!"

The team in the 408 dormitory took the lead in attacking. The knight in the middle mounted a yellow horse, and with him as the center, he rushed towards Ron and the others, followed by soldiers, magician archers and others.

An invisible murderous aura continued to pervade, squeezing towards the 302 dormitory throughout the venue.

"Lantry, on top!" Aurora shouted, kicking off the confrontation. Lantry was holding a huge round shield and was wearing thick plate armor. Only a pair of dark eyes were exposed on the cold helmet. Eyes, rushed towards the galloping horse.

With a sound of "Boom," the entire duel field was shaken slightly. The confrontation between the two knights was like two tanks colliding, and the competition of fighting spirit caused a huge noise.

At this time, a figure flew out backwards and stopped after retreating more than ten meters. Lantry struggled to get up, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he lost the knight-to-knight competition this time.

A hint of mockery appeared on the opponent's knight's face, "He's actually a trainee-level guy who doesn't even have a horse, how dare he call him a knight!"

Lan Terry's failure was not without reason. The opponent was powerful and had a mount. With the characteristics of the knight profession, once riding a mount, his strength would increase by 30%. Lan Terry lost without any suspense.

"Lentry, are you okay!" Ron helped him up.

"I'm fine, this little injury is nothing!" Although Lantry's strength is not good, his mind is very firm, which is the final quality of being a knight.

"Let me show you your strength!" Manny's eyes flashed with anger. She entered the arena with the "Dark Gold Fury Killer" one-handed sword and withstood the pressure of the opponent's knight. As a shield sword warrior, She mostly played the role of a knight.

Each sword stabbed out with a strong flame light, and the whole person looked like a fire beauty from a distance.

"Let's go too!" the fat man shouted, raised his daggers and rushed out. The whole dormitory of 302 rushed forward and fought with the team of dormitory 408.

All of a sudden, grudges danced wildly, magic flew wildly, and the entire duel field shone with light.

Aurora's face was stern, she fired her longbow repeatedly, and shot arrows from her hand one by one. Her frequency was extremely fast, and she quickly suppressed the opponent's archer. In terms of archery, Aurora would not be afraid of anyone.

"Not good, I got an arrow in my knee..." the opposing archer exclaimed.

At this moment, a holy white light lit up, and the archer quickly recovered from his injuries.

"Damn it!" Aurora cursed fiercely, but she didn't stop, and Lianzhu magic arrows burst out wildly.

In the stands, Nicholas said with a smile, "They played well! The waste concentration camp is a bit exaggerated. Except for some individual strengths that are a little bit worse, there is nothing to say about fighting spirit and cooperation."

Platts smiled, "Your Majesty's praise!"

At this time, the knights in the field shouted loudly, "Separate them, focus on destroying them, and cut off their connection with each other!"

Just such a sentence, the battle on the field changed quickly. Due to the weakness in numbers and strength, the 302 dormitory has always been at a disadvantage. These gaps cannot be made up by equipment, and the 302 dormitory is struggling to support it.

Ron's task was to suppress the opponent's two mages. This was not an easy task. At this time, two warriors appeared in front of him.

A soldier smiled sinisterly, "Necromancer, it is said that he is a long-distance profession, how about we fight him in melee?"

Another soldier laughed and said, "That's exactly what we meant, we will take him down in one fell swoop!"

Holding the heavy bone staff in his hand, emitting a faint dark golden light, Ron has never had such strong confidence in his heart.

The bone staff was slowly raised, and a faint green flame burst out of Ron's eyes, and the black soul power wrapped around his body continuously, like the howl of death.

"Undead hidden deep in hell, your soul is suffering in an endless sleep. In order to get rid of the shackles of misery and the shackles of your soul, wake up! Sleeping soul... wake up! My heroic soldier, accept my Summon, disappear the enemy in front of me..."

After singing a spell, Ron held up the bone staff in his hand, and the soul power turned into a vortex. Immediately afterwards, countless black land formed into plates appeared on the ground.

Those patches of black land seemed to have opened a channel to hell, from which countless undead poured out.

"Skeleton Warrior!"

Rows of skeleton warriors holding huge bone shields and wearing heavy armor scrambled out of the ground, like a dead body that had been sleeping for many years suddenly awakened, and let out howls that terrified the enemy.

"Be careful, these skeletons are hard to deal with!" 408's knight captain reminded loudly.

"Skeleton, those things are pure waste!" Angel smiled and pointed at those in the duel arena and said, "Dormitory 302 is really a waste concentration camp, even necromancers have come out..."

Platts smiled faintly. He didn't refute. Others didn't know that he knew that Ron, an ancient necromancer, was not weak at all, at least not weak among professionals of the same level.

"No!" Killer King Hill frowned. He opened his closed eyes suddenly, "Those skeletons have a strange smell everywhere, and they are by no means easy to deal with!"

As the killer king Hill said, the skeleton warrior is not simple at all. Ron pointed at the bone staff, and those brave warriors who are not afraid of death flocked to the two standing warriors frantically.

"Smash these skeletons!" The soldier in the 408 dormitory yelled, his body exploded with vindictiveness, he swung his two-handed epee, the tip of the sword turned into a ball of silver light, and rushed straight at the skeleton brave.

With a sound of "Boom...", the skeleton warrior raised his shield to block it, and was knocked back several steps, while another skeleton warrior filled the vacancy of the first one and launched an attack on that warrior.

Under Ron's order, the skeleton warriors started a counterattack. Nearly a dozen skeleton warriors formed a shield wall and surrounded the two warriors. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two warriors were in a bad situation.

These skeleton warriors are extremely powerful, and their defense is ridiculously high. Under the attack of the opponent's fighting spirit and magic, they survived abruptly, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"Oh my god, these skeletons... so powerful..."

"This is ancient undead magic!"

"It is said that Ron is the real ancient necromancer! It's amazing..."

"Come on! Ron." Many students began to cheer for Ron.

"Amazing!" Hill finally opened his eyes, looked at Ron's figure and nodded, as if he wanted to remember him firmly, "It's the first time I've seen such powerful undead magic, but I don't know I want to ask, is this really undead magic?"

"What... what? This necromancer is so powerful, those skeletons... would pick up a shield to block it? And they blocked it, my God! This world is so crazy!" Angel couldn't believe her eyes.

Montegoto frowned, "Platz, what's going on here, isn't it that necromancers are vulnerable waste? Now this..."

Hill smiled, looked at the determined Platz and said, "I think Dean Platts must know what's going on!"

"That's right!" Platts smiled, pointing to Ron in the arena, "This is not undead magic, but ancient undead magic. The young man in the arena just got the inheritance of ancient undead magic."

"Ancient undead magic?"

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, which is really unbelievable.

"This..." Montegoth scratched his head and said, "Does ancient undead magic really exist? In ancient times, did undead magic really exist? Isn't it a legend?"

"Yes!" Platts nodded and said calmly.

"Very good!" Hill slowly closed his eyes without saying a word. Although he was very interested in the ancient necromancers, Ron's strength was not in the eyes of the strong in the sanctuary.

The ancient undead magic was truly shown to the world for the first time. The powerful and fearless skeleton left a deep impression on everyone. The undead magic that disappeared 100,000 years ago finally showed it to the world. The original face.

Huo Meilin's phantom stood in the field, looking at the background of Ron's heroic struggle, he couldn't help flashing a trace of relief on his face, he raised his head, and looked at the high stands, on which sat three sanctuary powerhouses.

"Just wait, in the not-too-distant future, Ron will definitely set foot in the sanctuary like you, and regain the glory of the Scourge Church!"

At this moment, the knight in the 408 dormitory shouted loudly, "Don't get entangled with those skeletons, it's important to kill Ron, he is the master!"

The two warriors just woke up like a dream, and they raised their weapons to kill Ron. The knight also got rid of Manny's entanglement and rushed towards Ron.

Aurora exclaimed, "Ron, be careful! They're all coming at you!"

At this time, Ron, riding on the back of the skeleton warrior, stabbed out the bone spear condensed in his hand in a calm manner, using offense instead of defense. At this time, he was already very proficient in melee combat, and ordinary warriors had already threatened him. Not to him.

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

The confrontation between the bone spear and the knight's sword sparked a lot of sparks, and the two sides fought back and forth, exhilarating.

"Damn it, he's so powerful in close combat!" The knight became more and more frightened as he fought. He fought Ron several times, but he couldn't help him at all.

At this time, the two fighters of 408 had rushed forward.

"Quick! Go support Ron!" Aurora said anxiously.

"Okay!" Manny replied, and the fire beauty turned around and rushed towards Ron.

"Don't worry about me, I can handle it, you go deal with others!" Ron's dull voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Aurora, this..." Manny was a little at a loss. On the one hand, she wanted to help, but on the other hand, Ron was the captain, and she didn't know who to listen to.

"This guy loves to be brave!" Aurora gritted her silver teeth fiercely, "He's the captain, listen to him!"

"Yes!" Manny replied, and went to deal with the others.