"what!"
Cardina and Angel were taken aback, "This... this corpse can move!"
This corpse is exactly Aryan who was refined into a zombie. Ron kept putting it in the corner, and he didn't even think of using it in many battles. It was for nothing else, it was this kind of refining other people's corpses to become a fighting tool The method was too evil, and Ron was worried that others would not accept it, so he never dared to use it.
But now, I can't take care of that much anymore.
Ron took a deep breath and said, "This is a zombie I refined using a secret method. Not only can it move, but it can also - heal us..."
Just as he was speaking, the zombie Aryan raised the scepter in his hand, and a holy white light shone down on the three of them.
The healing technique with traces of bright power surrounded the three of them. After a while, the three of them only felt their bodies squirm, and the injury quickly healed. Ron was okay, but the two women were dumbfounded.
"This... is this also undead magic? It's amazing!" Kadina exclaimed.
On the Holy See side, however, commotion began.
Diallo asked, "Why is there an extra priest?"
Mochias rubbed his eyes, "It seems to be taken out of a space bag!"
"No way, how can the interspatial bag release the living?" Diallo was full of disbelief.
"That's right, it's not a living person, it's a corpse!" Mochias said in a deep voice.
Diallo still refused to believe it, "Isn't it? Corpses can move too?"
At this time, the face of the Holy See looking at the corpse was somewhat familiar, and some people exclaimed, "Aryan, isn't this the Aryan priest of the Cathedral of Shining Gold Town? Why is he here?"
"Yes, he is Father Aryan!"
"Damn it, isn't it rumored that Father Aryan is dead? How could he turn into a corpse and still move?"
"Aryan?" Mochias frowned, looking at Aryan who was not far away with a thoughtful expression, "Aryan, the cathedral of Gold Shining Town, Maple Leaf Town..."
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Mochias's mind, and he shouted, "I see, Father Aryan died in battle in Asinaris, his body was hidden by Ron, and then he used an evil secret method to kill him." Resurrection, that's it, it must be!"
When Diallo heard it, his face was distorted with anger, "Resurrection of the corpse? Undead magic is indeed heresy!"
The soldiers of the Holy See immediately shouted, "Evil heresy, unforgivable!"
Diallo said righteously, "Let us obey God's will and give the evil heresy-necromancer, Ron a death sentence..."
The Holy See soldiers brought by Diallo sang loudly, "Justice, goodness, holiness, faithfulness, love, the coming of the holy angels, bring God's will, spread light all over the world, according to God's will, let goodness of the world will perish to eternal life..."
One after another, the sacred power rose slowly and gathered on Diallo, only to see a holy light emanating from him, Diallo's face became gloomy, and he waved fiercely at Ron, who was as weak as an ant. Down.
"Judgment of justice!"
"boom-"
The powerful flame force pressed down, and a large crater appeared on the ground. Ron, Kadina, and Angel felt their bodies lighten, and they were thrown into the air.
The fragile defensive force was smashed, and the three of them couldn't get up for a long time. Among the three, Ron was the most injured, because he blocked the front of the two women at the last moment. At this time, he was dying, basically There is only exhaled qi, not inhaled qi.
Zombie Aryan was also hit by this powerful blow, his body was covered with wounds, even his intestines flowed out, and he had already lost his ability to move.
At this moment, his body could not move at all, and Ron raised his head with difficulty, "The master-level powerhouse... too... too scary..."
Only then did Ron realize how difficult it is to defeat a master-level powerhouse. Without a sanctuary-level powerhouse, a master-level powerhouse is invincible. It can be seen that Huo Meilin is not easy, but Huo Meilin is now in a deep sleep , will not wake up again for a while.
…
In the office of the dean of Balovacus College, Raz was standing in front of the window with a solemn face, looking into the distance, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door, and Platz turned his head slightly and said, "Come in!"
It was Dabs who came in, and he said to Platts as soon as he walked in the door, "Master Dean, I have told that Master Sophron as you ordered, and he has left Balovakis Academy now! "
"Hmm!" A look of astonishment flashed across Platz's face, "You said he had already left?"
Dabs nodded, "Yes, the Roland Empire royal court magician named Sophron has left, and I watched him leave!"
"What happened to the battle in the distance?" Platz also knew that things might have changed, so he asked with a frown.
"At war? No way, did he go back and forth? If so, Ron is in danger!" Dabs said in surprise.
"Ron?" A stern look flashed across Platz's face, and he smiled angrily, "What a court magician of the Roland Empire, has the guts to ignore my words? Very good, very good..."
Platz said three "very good" coldly, the anger on his face was unstoppable, Sofron's little trick of going back and forth aroused Platz's anger, his face was covered with Deep murderous intent, "Since this is the case, I want to see how the Roland Empire will give me an explanation..."
With a movement in his heart, Platz's body slowly rose, and he disappeared in place with a whistling sound.
…
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Ron opened his eyes slightly, only to see Diallo walking in front of him at some point.
Ron looked up, and there was no emotion in Diallo's eyes. He said coldly, "Evil forces cannot be tolerated in the world. Our Holy See is obliged to eliminate all evil forces. Ron, it is your own fault that you have come to this point." , let me ask you one last question, do you regret practicing undead magic?"
"Regret... practicing... undead magic?" Ron struggled to say a word, dark black blood spewed from the corner of his mouth, he grinned grinningly, "Haha... If I didn't... practice undead magic...how could I give Zari... Grandpa Revenge... Since you... don't regret it after asking me... I can clearly... tell you... "
"I don't regret it..." Ron yelled out the words almost with all his strength.
At this time, Diallo took a step forward with a blank face, stepped on it heavily, and only heard a "click", and Ron's left leg was broken...
"Um—" Ron almost fainted after a burst of pain, and the pain from the broken leg made him only utter the lowest moan.
"Don't!" Kadina screamed, she crawled forward desperately, but was held back by Angel next to her, "Don't...don't go..."
At this moment, the two women looked very embarrassed, their faces were covered with black and gray, their bodies were covered in bruises, and their expensive magic robes were also torn apart, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.
Diallo continued to ask expressionlessly, "Ron, you heretic, let me ask you one more question now, you won't regret it later..."
"No regrets… "
With a "click", Ron's right leg was broken again, and Diallo rubbed his foot twice, which made Ron die of pain.
"Ha...ha..." Ron laughed miserably, and lifted his eyelids weakly, with a trace of mockery in his eyes, "Holy Holy See, that's all that's left..."
"Ron, you don't want it, you say you regret it, please, don't torture him anymore..." Cardina had collapsed at this moment, and cried loudly.
Diallo had a cruel smile on his face, "Although you are not a heretic, judging from your behavior of begging for mercy for this heretic, you have been polluted by him. It doesn't matter, it will be your turn soon! Look at the two of you For the sake of beauty, I can promise to give you a whole corpse... "
Diallo turned his head, put his left leg on Ron's left arm, and said coldly, "Damn heretic, I will ask you one last time, you will not regret practicing undead magic..."
"I don't regret it... I don't regret it... I don't regret it..." Ron called out three times.
"Kach... Kacha... Kacha..." voices came one after another. Under Diallo's feet, all the bones in Ron's body were broken. At this time, he no longer felt pain, and some were just happy.
"Haha... I don't regret it, Holy See, what else can you do? Kill me, otherwise, I will return it a hundred times and a thousand times in the future..." Ron's current appearance is almost inhuman, but he still yelled crazily road.
Angel stared blankly at all this, tears kept rolling in her eyes, why? Why are you doing this? Angel didn't understand, and of course she never would.
"Stubborn!" Diallo couldn't bear Ron's teasing, and finally got angry, "I wanted to send you to heaven, but now, you go to hell for me..."
As he said that, he punched Ron in the chest heavily, and Ron suddenly opened his eyes wide with a look of unwillingness. His body twisted a few times, and finally he didn't move.
Mochias walked over quickly, checked it, and nodded, "It seems to be dead!"
The two daughters, Cardina and Angel, were already weeping.
"It's over!" Diallo breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his depressed mood, and smiled, "We finally killed the necromancer Ron, the heretic, so we can confess when we return to the Holy See..."
As he spoke, he glanced at his subordinates, "Mochias, this time you deserve the most credit, work hard, and I won't treat you badly. When I return to the Holy See, I will tell Master Wharton to ask for credit for you personally." , You have at least half of the credit for this action!"
Mochias didn't respond. It stands to reason that he should kneel down immediately to thank him, and Diallo waved him generously to get him up. After a few more words of relief, the scene would be complete, but Mochias Aspen didn't seem to follow his script, which made him a little displeased.
"Mochias, what are you doing? Why don't you speak?" Diallo turned his head dissatisfied, and saw Mochias standing there blankly, with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word. Not only him, but even the soldiers of the Holy See behind him stared blankly at the sky.
Subconsciously, Diallo also looked up into the air, and at this moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.
I saw a figure appearing in the sky at some point, floating in mid-air, with an angry expression on his face. He was the dean of Balovacus College, a strong man in the sanctuary, and a saint of fire magic—Platz.