"Good opportunity!" Ron was overjoyed, he gritted his teeth, concentrated his soul power, and hit it with all his might.
However, although there were cracks in the black light ball, there was still a long way to go to break through the shackles. Ron was not discouraged, but concentrated his powerful soul power to launch attacks one after another.
"Break it!"
At this time, he only felt a "boom" in his head, and the black ball of light finally cracked, like a river bursting an embankment, and powerful soul power poured out.
"Success... succeeded?" Ron's eyes showed disbelief. He never thought that the opportunity that had failed would finally break through under the impact of his repeated wedges.
At this time, he felt that there was no discomfort in all the veins in his body, and a trace of carefree feeling spread to his whole body, which was very warm and comfortable.
"Successful?" Homelin was surprised and delighted.
It felt like the soul power on Ron's body was breaking free from the shackles, surging out, and the powerful soul power continued to rise.
Double... twice... triple... Homelin's face showed a gleam of joy. He seemed to see a butterfly slowly and hardworking to break out of its cocoon, ready to spread its wings and fly high.
The power of the soul continued to flow, gradually returning from violent to calm, and his soul also returned to its original state.
At this time, Ron opened his eyes faintly, and he woke up for the first time in three days.
"You're awake!" A concerned voice came from the bottom of his heart. Ron's heart moved, and he turned his head to look, only to see Homelin standing there smiling, his eyes full of relief.
"Grandpa Homelin!" Ron exclaimed excitedly, he sat up all of a sudden, then lowered his head again, "I'm sorry, Grandpa Homelin, I'm too willful!"
Homelin smiled and said, "Forget it, you young people are all like this, the past is over, but Ron, you have to remember, never give up your life easily!"
There was a hint of shame on Ron's face. He was still so immature, and he still wanted to make Grandpa Homelin worry. He nodded heavily, "Grandpa Homelin, I won't be anymore..."
A gratified smile appeared on Homelin's face. After such an incident, he believed that Ron should be able to control the situation.
"Ron, congratulations, you have become a necromancer!" Homelin smiled and asked, "How do you feel?"
It was only then that Ron remembered that he had become an undead magister. He hurriedly checked it out, and when he saw it, his expression became both surprised and happy.
The powerful soul power is like a rushing river, endlessly, ten times stronger than before, the consciousness space has expanded nearly a hundred times, and the soul has become stronger. In the sea of knowledge, Ron quietly felt the breakthrough after the breakthrough. The powerful feeling brought to him by his soul power.
His eyes and ears were clear, and within the reach of Ron's eyes, every move could not escape his eyes. The soft whining of the bugs outside the window came to his ears, and it seemed so clear. All of this was the result of the change of soul A series of consequences brought about by becoming powerful.
Unable to contain the excitement in his heart, Ron couldn't help sighing secretly, this is the power of my soul, it's... so powerful...
With Ron's current soul power, not to mention summoning a group of skeleton mages, it is enough to summon ten groups of skeleton mages. With so much soul power, he can't spend it all.
"It's such a powerful soul power, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it up!" Ron said in surprise.
"It can't be used up?" Homelin's mouth twitched, he couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, "If you use the undead magic of a high-level necromancer, of course you can't use it all up, but if you use the undead magic of the magister level, if you don't have a soul Quit, I'm afraid you won't be able to last long..."
Ron thought about it too. The power of higher-level undead magic is more powerful, so naturally it needs to spend more soul power. After all, his soul power is still not enough. Fortunately, with the help of the soul ring, he will not fall into a soulless state. The situation where power is available.
"Then Grandpa Homelin, what kind of undead magic does the necromancer have?" Ron asked after thinking for a while, with a flash of longing in his eyes.
Homelin smiled, "You have seen a lot of undead magic at the level of a necromancer, but you haven't studied it systematically!"
"Black Knight, Bone Wall, Frost Nova, Gargoyle, Frozen Frost Armor..." As he spoke, Homelin listed more than a dozen kinds of undead magic in one breath. power.
"Then Grandpa Homelin, teach me quickly!" Ron couldn't wait.
Homelin smiled, stretched out his hand a little, and a beam of blue light flew out from his fingers, and plunged into Ron's eyebrows.
The sea-like knowledge was stuffed straight into Ron's head, causing a dull pain in his head. Summoning methods one by one, and undead spells flashed through his mind, dazzled Ron, He was so dizzy that he couldn't digest it for a while.
Ron shook his head and smiled wryly, "Too many, Grandpa Homelin, I'm afraid it will take me a while to come to be a student!"
"Of course!" Homelin smiled, "Ron, you should study hard and understand, and come in and ask me if you don't understand!"
After speaking, his body turned into a stream of light and returned to Ron's soul ring.
Looking at the sky, it was already midnight, but Ron didn't feel sleepy, and he began to recall the scene in his dream.
There is no doubt that the scene reproduced in the dream is the Church of the Scourge. Without a doubt, what he saw was the last moment of the Church's destruction. The once powerful Church of the Scourge could not avoid the fate of destruction.
"The undead are immortal, and natural disasters are immortal!"
This was the oath made by the Scourge Church before it was about to be destroyed, but in the end, the Scourge Church was still destroyed. If Grandpa Homelin hadn’t been reborn in another way, perhaps such a powerful undead magic would never have been handed down, but would have disappeared into history In the long river.
No one will ever know that there is a power that can shake the world!
No one will ever know that there is a church that once dominated the mainland!
No one will ever know what a glorious past the undead magic, which is regarded as garbage, once had!
Thinking of this, Ron's heart felt heavy, and he felt that the burden on his shoulders was even heavier. Thinking of how he almost lost the confidence to live because of a woman, Ron felt a burst of shame. He still shouldered the important task of revitalizing undead magic and rebuilding the Scourge Church.
Ron clenched his fists tightly and secretly made up his mind that no matter what, he must rebuild the Scourge Church and restore the former glory of undead magic.
Turning his head slightly, Ron saw Angel sleeping beside him. He made such a big noise after waking up just now, Angel didn't seem to feel anything, sleeping like a dead pig.
"This girl..." Shaking his head helplessly, a wry smile appeared on Ron's face. Luckily, Angel is a noble princess, otherwise, if she were a mercenary, she would have been in so many dangers just because of her vigilance. up.
But it would be difficult for her to ask a noble princess to keep watch for Ron.
Walking off the bed, Ron took out a piece of clothing and put it lightly on her body. Angel moved a bit, muttered a few times, and fell back into a deep sleep.
Ron went back to the bed, sat down, and fell into deep thought quietly. The strength of a magister alone is not enough, and he also needs magister-level undead magic, otherwise he is just a relatively powerful necromancer. Only with advanced undead magic can one become a true undead magister.
The learning of magic skills requires experience and comprehension, and undead magic is no exception. Only by understanding the profound meaning of undead magic can one truly comprehend undead magic. At this moment, Ron began to work hard to comprehend it.
At dawn the next day, Angel, the lazy pig, finally woke up. She opened her eyes and yawned.
"Oh... what a comfortable sleep!"
Angel stretched, at this moment, the clothes on her body slipped off, "Hey, whose clothes are these?"
While in a daze, Ron also opened his eyes, and met Angel's sleepy eyes. Since Angel was still in a daze just after waking up, she nodded softly, "Good morning! Ron!"
"Morning!" Ron nodded and smiled.
"Hmm!" Angel responded vaguely, at this moment, she suddenly screamed as if remembering something, "Ron, you're actually awake..."
Ron smiled and said, "I woke up last night, but seeing that you slept so soundly, I didn't wake you up!"
"Ah!" Angel blamed herself for sleeping like a pig, and said it was on Ron, but in the end Ron was on her.
Angel looked Ron up and down, and asked, "Is your body okay?"
"It's okay!" Ron laughed.
"It's really all right?" Angel didn't really believe it. He fell into a coma a few days ago, as if he was dead, and he was alive and kicking when he woke up.
"It's really all right!" Seeing that Angel didn't believe it, Ron jumped out of bed with a smile and moved his body. "Now I can eat, sleep, run, jump, and fight. What else is there? Look..."
"It's just that you're fine!" Seeing Ron who was completely fine, Angel was also very happy, she smiled, "I'll tell them!"
In fact, there is no need for Angel to call. Manny, Karaqi, Lantry and Fatty heard the movement in Ron's room, and they have already come. They were very excited to see Ron recover, and Fatty gave him a big hug. "Brother, it's good to see that you are fine! These two days, you don't know that we are all worried to death, and even Ransim's mentor can't do anything about your illness..."
Ron felt warm in his heart. Although Fatty and the others were not very strong, they really regarded him as a brother.
Everyone laughed for a while, at this time Manny hesitated, "Ron, can I ask you a question?"
Everyone fell silent when they heard it.
Ron felt a pain in his heart. He knew what question Manny was going to ask, but he still nodded.
Sure enough, Manny asked, "Ron, what about you and Aurora?"
In dormitory 302, Manny and Aurora are the best friends, and she cannot forgive Ron in this matter.
Ron smiled calmly, "I was indeed at fault in this matter, and I am willing to take any responsibility, but since she chooses to leave, then I can let it go!"
"Put it down?" Manny was taken aback.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.