In the small square outside the gate of Maple Leaf Town, Groot and Ron were facing each other, and both were wary of each other.
Groot frowned, "Are you a necromancer? Why is it different from the legend..."
Ron was silent. He didn't know what the so-called necromancer was like. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his knowledge and vision were too narrow, and the place outside Maple Leaf Town was blank.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Groot said self-consciously, "But it doesn't matter whether you are a necromancer or not, you have violated the laws of the Holy Roman Empire, and Geralt, the owner of Naka Manor, has already issued an order. I will capture you alive at all costs, and if you cannot be captured alive, you will be destroyed on the spot!"
"Then give it a try..." Ron didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he let the skeleton warrior pounce on him.
Groot stared at the four or five roaring skeleton warriors, his face sank like water, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't intend to use this move here, maybe it's time..."
He pulled the sword back slowly, making an attacking gesture.
There was a slight change in the surrounding airflow, as if a force was constantly being involved, and his aura was constantly gathering.
Ron's face was serious, he noticed the change in his opponent, and there was a hint of danger in his soul touch, reminding him.
At the moment when those skeleton warriors were about to get close, Groot had already gathered his momentum, and he shouted loudly.
"Sword of Flame—"
The sword in Groot's hand suddenly burst into flames, and the flames burned on the sword, turning the sword into a "fire sword".
This move was his last life-saving trick, and it was extremely powerful. When he was practicing, he would never have thought that he would use it against a fifteen-year-old child.
Sure enough, after the Sword of Flame appeared, its power increased several times. With a swiping of the sword, with a sound of "crash-", a skeleton warrior was split in half by the volley, and the bone frame spread out and fell to the ground.
"What?" Ron was taken aback, the power of this move was beyond his expectation.
"Let's go together—" Ron gritted his teeth and directed the remaining skeleton warriors to rush forward.
However, the quantity didn't seem to have a very good effect. I saw the sword of flames swaying. When all the skeleton warriors touched the sword of flames, they melted like Haruyuki in the sun. They were not all enemies at all.
Seven or eight skeletons have fallen around Groot, all of which were cut in two by the sword of flames, as if they were destroyed.
Ron had no strength to fight back at all, he only had the last skeleton warrior left, and this skeleton warrior had already had one hand cut off.
"Bone spurs..."
The situation took a turn for the worse, and Ron was in a hurry. If even the last skeleton warrior fell, no one could save him. If he was approached by the opponent, he would have no power to fight back.
Before he could react, he made a sneak attack.
"when-"
The flying bone spurs were blocked by the flame sword, and the flames were blazing, reflecting Groot's hideous face, "It's useless, Ron, I've seen through your tricks..."
After he finished speaking, he waved his sword lightly, and the flame sword flashed a dazzling light, and the last skeleton warrior fell down, his bones shattered to the ground.
"Ah—" Ron didn't expect things to turn out like this. He took a step back in horror. As a junior necromancer trainee, he only knows these two skills. Who knows that he was easily broken by the other party, and he has no choice. Can think of.
"That captain is very strong..."
"Ron's done..."
"This Ron, dare to practice evil undead magic in the holy town of Maple Leaf, damn it..." A townsman cursed fiercely.
"kill him… "
"kill him… "
"kill him… "
I don't know who started to shout, but the voice gradually became louder. These townspeople all supported the captain of the Naka Guard overwhelmingly.
Facing the evil undead magic, these townspeople can easily form a united front. After all, they are all residents of the Holy Roman Empire.
Groot licked his lips cruelly, "See, these townspeople who have been with you for so many years, they all want you to die..."
Ron bit his lip.
Groot approached step by step, and said to himself, "In order to deal with you, I actually used the Sword of Fire, shame... what a shame..."
He raised his sword high and shouted sharply, "Ron, this disgrace...can only be washed away with your blood..."
"How to do how to do?"
Ron has been forced to retreat to the corner, his heart is burning with anxiety, and the complacency at the beginning has disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Homelin's voice sounded in due course.
"Ron, this guy just forcibly increased his strength with a secret method. In fact, with his current strength as a senior trainee fighter, it is impossible to use the Sword of Flame. This is a skill that belongs to junior fighters..."
"Grandpa Homelin, what should I do now? I can't think about it at all..." Ron's heart burst into despair, "Am I destined to die here today?"
"Hehe, things haven't gone so bad yet..." Homelin laughed, "He is using a skill to forcibly improve his strength, and it is bound to not last long. As long as you procrastinate, you will win in the end..."
"But grandpa... how can I procrastinate? My skeleton warrior is no match for him at all?" Ron said nervously.
"Don't be afraid, I'll teach you the 'Skull Restoration Technique' now... As long as you understand this magic, it won't be a problem to hold him back..."
Homelin smiled. He stretched out his hand, and a black light shot into Ron's mind. A spell and its operation method appeared in Ron's mind immediately.
Apprentice-level undead magic is not very difficult, Ron quickly thought about it in his mind, and at this moment, the other party had already pounced.
Groot flew to Ron and followed, slashing with his sword.
Ron's reaction was fairly quick, he lowered his head and dodged, rolled on the spot, dodging the sword, the hot sword wind blew on his face, and Ron only felt his face was burning.
The captain of the Naka Guard, Groot, waved his fire sword repeatedly, but Ron barely dodged it, and the situation was extremely tense.
"Skeleton Restoration..."
Ron didn't think too much about it, and he didn't have time to think about it carefully now. He quickly used this trick based on his instinct and understanding of undead magic.
A miracle happened.
The bones scattered all over the ground seemed to be summoned, and they began to assemble with a "crash—" and soon turned into a skeleton warrior, exactly the same as before.
Four or five skeleton warriors stood up, with a faint green flame in their eyes, more fierce than before.
"Skeleton Restoration, apprentice-level magic, consumes very little soul power, and is quick to use. It is much more convenient than resummoning skeleton warriors..."
Ron knew that Homelin was pointing him, so he listened without saying a word. At the same time, he commanded the skeleton warriors to stand in front of him.
"Hmph, is it still this trick? This trick is useless to me..." Groot snorted coldly, striding forward fearlessly.
With just a slight wave, a skeleton warrior was chopped into pieces, and the bones scattered all over the ground.
Before he could catch his breath, Ron waved lightly, and the skeleton warriors regrouped and stood up again.
"What? How is it possible!" Groot was taken aback, and then his face darkened, "I said, this trick is useless to me..."
He swung his sword again and chopped several skeleton warriors into pieces. Just as he thought, those skeleton warriors quickly stood up again.
At this time, Groot fell into a strange circle. He wanted to kill Ron, but these skeleton warriors were always standing in front of Ron. If he wanted to kill him, he had to clean up these skeleton warriors. Stand up unharmed.
Groot gradually felt strenuous. As Homelin said, he used the skill beyond the level, which caused great damage to the body, and it could not last long. He was no longer able to do what he wanted.
Ron also noticed this sensitively, sneered, and said, "Since this is the case, how about adding two more?"
He muttered words, and under his call, two skeleton warriors got up from the ground, and the number of skeleton warriors besieging Groot increased to seven.
"Hoo hoo hoo..."
"Impossible...impossible, how could I lose...lose to a necromancer..." Groot panted heavily, the flame of the long sword in his hand was getting dimmer, and after a while, it disappeared.
"Go to hell..." Ron snorted coldly.
At this moment, a skeleton warrior suddenly appeared from behind, and a long bone sword pierced Groot's body from behind.
His eyes widened, and he fell unwillingly, and Ron used his wisdom to win the final victory.
"What? All dead? The captain was killed by him..."
"God, he's just a fifteen year old kid."
"The devil, he must be the devil..."
The townspeople started discussing one after another, looking at Ron with some horror.
Ron took a deep breath and stood up.
There was some commotion among the townspeople, and they all looked at Ron with terrified eyes. Only then did they remember their actions just now. If Ron settles the score later, the consequences...
Ron's emotionless eyes swept over the surrounding townspeople, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"He...does he want to?"
The townspeople were even more frightened, and some people had already started to pray.
In the crowd, Ron saw Aunt Susan again, and she looked at herself with concern.
Ron's heart warmed. This is the place where he grew up. Except for those who were confused for a while, most of the townspeople still cared about him.
Ron withdrew his gaze, never looked at the townspeople again, turned around and left without saying anything.
"He...he's gone..."
The terrified emotions of the townspeople gradually calmed down, and they all looked at each other, rejoicing.
"This devil, will he come back?" A townsman asked worriedly.
"Since he let us go, he won't come back to trouble us..." A well-mannered old man said in a deep voice, he sighed slightly, "He is still a very simple child, I know, his dream is to become a It's a pity that a great magician is now practicing that kind of evil magic... "
"Let's tidy up here..." the old man looked at it and said helplessly.
Everyone began to clean up the corpses of the Naka guards silently, and of course the young man in blue. It was lucky that only one person died in this conflict.