With one against three, Ron was at a disadvantage at first, but slowly, the situation was brought back by him bit by bit. At this time, he used the melee "undead magic" to perfection, and beat the three guys who besieged him to death. out of breath.
The soldier in the 408 dormitory said: "Damn it, doesn't this guy have a weakness? Is he so strong in melee?"
Another soldier gritted his teeth, "I heard that he is an ancient necromancer, damn it, is the ancient necromancer magic really that strong? Isn't this really a legend?"
Cardina stared intently at Ron in the arena, her tone full of envy, "Those summoned skeleton puppets are so powerful, they are not afraid of injury or death, they are still fighting with both hands broken, the ancient necromancer awesome!"
"That's right!" Shaar sighed, "This is the real ancient undead magic. Even Vivian's is not real undead magic. I heard that Vivian is learning from him now!"
In the stands, Angel's tone also became excited, "It's too powerful, this guy is too powerful, even so strong in melee combat, one against three, he is not at a disadvantage!"
Nicholas looked at Ron and thought to himself, "Sure enough, he is a good seed. The most rare thing is that he is still so young and has unlimited potential. If only he is willing to play for the empire!"
At this moment, Emperor Nicholas suddenly said, "Dean Platts, is this student's name Ron?"
"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Platz's eyes, and then quickly calmed down, "Yes, Your Majesty, I'm very surprised that you would know the name of an ordinary student in our academy!"
"Ordinary? No... no... he is not ordinary at all!" Nicholas shook his head, "Just a few days ago, I received an envoy from the Holy Roman Empire, and he proposed to me through diplomatic relations, asking for a thousand Ten thousand gold coins in exchange for this child..."
"This child is at Balovaks Academy! And he is the only necromancer in the academy!"
"Ten million gold coins?" This figure startled everyone, even the strongest in the sanctuary might be tempted.
Nicholas' purpose of coming here was apparently to watch the "Roland Cup" match, but in fact, he wanted to inquire about Ron's news.
Asking for a necromancer at a price of 10 million, Nicholas believes that this is definitely not the madness of the Holy Roman Empire, and there must be a lot of articles in it.
"You agreed?" Platz frowned, and fixed his eyes on Nicholas, with a hint of staring at him.
Nicholas was stunned, and he knew the other party's attitude from Platz's face. He shook his head, "No! I refused!"
A smile finally appeared on Platz's face, "The Holy See also sent someone to send a message, but I also rejected it!"
He raised his voice and said, "Ron is a student of our college. Our college will do its best to protect him until he graduates. Of course, I can't interfere with his whereabouts after graduation!"
Nicholas was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't show it on his face, but as the sanctuary powerhouse Platz, he was indeed qualified to say these words, and it was useless for him to be dissatisfied. In front of the sanctuary powerhouse, the so-called Secular power is just a joke.
He rubbed his forehead and asked, "Undead magic has disappeared for a hundred thousand years, how did Ron learn it?"
Platts said, "I don't know about this, and I won't tell him if I ask him, but it is certain that he has the inheritance of ancient undead magic. Because of this, as the only necromancer in the world, it is even more impossible for me to hand him over. Give it to the Holy See!"
At this time, Montegoth interjected, "Why is the Holy See so interested in a necromancer, oh! No, it should be an ancient necromancer!"
Platts said, "I don't know, maybe it's because of their beliefs. They pretend to be the embodiment of light, and naturally they can't tolerate the existence of darkness."
I deeply agree with Montegoth, "Yes, these religious fanatics are sometimes unreasonable. It is very stupid to start a war with religious issues!"
Nicholas laughed, "As far as the temper of the Holy Roman Empire is concerned, this is not the first time! But I think this world is diverse and should accommodate different voices, different races, and different forces..."
Nicholas turned his body to make himself sit more comfortably, "The Holy See is not doing well on this point!"
"It's normal!" Platts shrugged, "They are a country where politics and religion are united..."
At this time, the battle on the field was coming to an end. Surrounded by a large number of skeleton warriors of Ron, a knight and two warriors were in danger. At this time, their fighting spirit was almost exhausted, and they could not fight any longer. With injuries on his body, it goes without saying that it was Ron's masterpiece. On the other side, Manny and Aurora also completely gained the upper hand, beating up the few in the 408 dormitory.
"It's not good, Second Fifth Brother, he... he..." At this moment, Karaqi's exclamation came.
Ron took a closer look, it was terrible, the fat man was like a mad bull, unknowingly rushed into the opponent's formation, and suddenly fell into a siege.
Fatty's strength was low, and soon he seemed to be in danger, but he didn't realize it, but the more he fought, the more crazy he became. In the end, it was almost like the bayonet was red, and with each stabbing, Fatty's body was inflicted with terrifying wounds.
Ron was in a hurry, and suddenly forced the knight who was entangled with him to retreat, and shouted loudly, "Second Fifth Brother, stop rushing, come back quickly..."
"Come back soon, Fatty..." Lantry also shouted loudly. He wanted to rush to save Fatty, but unfortunately he was entangled by him.
But the fat man turned a deaf ear to it, and the more he beat, the more crazy he became, but the wounds on his body increased, and he almost turned into a bloody man.
"It's useless, the fat man has gone crazy, and no one can call him!" Aurora said calmly, she already knew the fat man's temper.
"Then what?" Ron asked anxiously.
"Let Ransim save him!" Aurora said after thinking about it.
"Okay!" Rancim agreed straight away. Since the beginning of the war, his healing skills have been used well. I saw the dark gold level scepter in his hand, "Healing skills..."
This time nothing happened.
"Huh? What? Isn't it? Come again?" Rancim's face changed several times, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and his healing technique failed again...
"Runcim, hurry up, Second Fifth Brother is dying!" Karaqi shouted, stomping his feet.
"Healing!"
Rancim's scepter was raised again, but unfortunately it still failed, and the fat man's body was already beginning to crumble.
Aurora was shocked, "Isn't it, Ransim, your healing skills are no longer good? Wasn't it good just now?"
"I... I don't know..." Ransim was so anxious that he almost cried. He raised the scepter again and again, and recited the spell silently again and again, but it was all in vain, and he was about to collapse.
"What, some people have been injured like this! Why hasn't the pastor healed it? Is it because he ran out of mana?" Some students discussed quietly.
On the stands in the duel arena, Princess Angel couldn't help curling her lips, "Fatty is still the same guy, as a thief, he charged like a warrior, and he hasn't fallen yet. It's his fate..."
Hill, the killer king next to him, snorted coldly, "Fortunately, this fat man is not a student of my academy, otherwise I would have to kill him..."
Hill's anger was justified. He couldn't help but burst into flames when he saw the fat man. His fat body almost burst the slender thief tights. If he could, Hill would definitely reward him with a few big ears. Whatever you do as a thief, you will lose all the face of the thief.
Suddenly, Angel exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? What's wrong? The fat man is injured like this, and that pastor didn't treat him!"
Montegote smiled, and he gently buckled the armrest of the chair, "It's not that he doesn't heal, but he can't release the healing spell. Didn't you see that he couldn't release the spell while he was chanting it again and again, hehe, like this The pastor is also a wonderful flower... "
Here, everyone can see that Ron is basically supporting the overall situation alone. He alone and the summoned skeleton dragged three people down, and he had the upper hand, beating them so hard that they couldn't lift up. start.
"Father, I've decided to go back to the school for classes." Angel suddenly said, this decision made Nicholas a little bit astonished.
Platz smiled slightly, "Yes, but after the ranking battle!" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the great magister Sophron, who shrank slightly, not daring to look at him.
Platz looked away, looked at Angel and said slowly, "Princess Angel, don't worry, I will definitely arrange a suitable dormitory for you later, at least it won't hold you back!"
"No need, Dean Platts!" Angel shook her head for the first time, showing a meaningful smile in Platz's astonished eyes, "I still decided to go back to my dormitory 302..."
On the duel arena, Ron's eyes widened with anger, his soul power burst out suddenly, a large cloud of black mist filled the air, and the entire duel arena was filled with a gloomy and weird smell.
With a loud roar, the bone spear swept across, and the knight on the horse couldn't dodge in time, and was knocked down to the ground at once. Like an angry lion, Ron rushed towards the fat man on the skeleton warrior.
The morale of the 408 dormitory plummeted amid the one-sided shouts, and they were defeated by Ron and the others.
"Ron, find a way to save Fatty!" Aurora said loudly.
"Okay!" Ron responded, and at the same time he chanted a spell, and the soul power gushed out crazily. Immediately afterwards, one after another, "bone prisons" sprang out from the ground, trapping the besieging Fatty firmly. At the same time, A large number of "bone arrows" were summoned, and the opponents fell to the ground one after another.
The thief lay on the ground in pain, clutching his thigh and howling.
"I surrender… "
"Surrender..."
The 408 dormitory team surrendered one after another seeing that the situation was over. They could see clearly that they were no match for the 302 dormitory. Although some members held back, Ron alone was enough to deal with them.