At this moment, Ron only felt the ring in his hand move, emitting a strange cyan light.
"What happened? This ring, how could this ring suddenly..." Ron was full of astonishment. He raised his hand and looked at the ring in his hand in disbelief.
The cyan light grew bigger and bigger, turning the entire cave into a cyan color.
Suddenly, there was a cyan light, and a figure appeared in front of Ron.
Ron's surprise gradually turned into joy. He rubbed his eyes, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Grandpa Homelin, is it really you?"
Appearing in front of Ron was a fairy-like old man with gray hair, long beard hanging down, and a pair of blue eyes shining with blue light, looking at Ron with a smile, who is it not Homelin
"Grandpa Huomelin" Ron couldn't help himself, and rushed towards Huomelin all at once, but unexpectedly missed, and then remembered that Huomelin was a soul body. "Grandpa Homelin, I miss you so much..."
"Son, we meet again..." Huo Meilin said with a smile, his small green eyes looked up and down Ron, "Yes, you can reach the level of a junior necromancer in such a short time. It was beyond my expectation…”
Huo Meilin nodded in satisfaction, having such a proud disciple, as a master is also a matter of great face.
"Yes, Grandpa Huomelin, I broke through in two days..." Ron said impatiently, "The day I broke through, the pain was so painful that I was going to die!"
Ron is now like a kid taking credit for his parents.
"Well, the soul power has increased sharply. Cracking the old soul body will indeed cause severe pain. It's okay, Ron, you will get used to it after a few times..." Homelin said with a smile.
"Isn't it? Does every breakthrough hurt?" Ron exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"Of course, it's like having a baby. Think about it, isn't it painful to have a baby? It's the same as a soul breakthrough!" Huo Meilin said with a smile still.
"Ah—by the way, Grandpa Homelin, if you come out now, does that mean you're all right?" Ron asked.
"Yes, the lost soul power has been repaired by me, this soul ring is really a good thing..." Homelin smiled and blinked, "Ron, I guess, you must have entered the soul ring ?”
Ron said: "Yes, Grandpa Homelin, I saw the stele you left behind, and I saw you in the crystal coffin..."
Homelin appeared, and Ron's heart was filled with joy.
"Grandpa Homelin..." Seeing Homelin appear, Ron had many things to ask, "What is that undead castle? Why is there such a big castle in that little soul ring..."
"Ah... I don't really know..." Grandpa Homelin smiled helplessly, "After I got this ring, I studied it day and night, but I didn't discover its secret, but Ron, as your strength grows, You will more and more discover the various benefits of this soul ring for necromancers, and you need to discover all of these!"
"Oh..." Ron nodded.
"By the way, what happened during my absence?" Homelin asked.
"Ah—it's like this..." Ron told Homelin exactly what happened to the Holy Son Guderian.
Hearing the important point, even Homelin couldn't help but sweat for him. When he finally heard that Ron actually used Soul Burning, he couldn't help scolding, "Ridiculous... ridiculous, Ron, why did you even use 'Soul Burning'?" Such forbidden magic is also used, and I recorded this magic not to make you an idiot... "
"I've told you that this world is fair. You won't get something for no reason. You will have to pay for anything that doesn't belong to you. The taboo magic of 'soul burning' does greatly increase your soul power. Ascension, but the result is that it will easily damage your soul and turn you into a complete idiot, then the gain outweighs the loss... "
Ron bowed his head when he said, "Grandpa Homelin, I know I was wrong..."
Homelin sighed, "However, I can also understand your situation. The strength of a senior paladin and level 6 is indeed not something you can match with your current strength. If you don't try your best to resist, the result will be nothing but death. It would be better to resist with all your strength. Even if you lose, you will not let the enemy feel better. This desperate spirit is worthy of praise, but... ahem... this undead magic, it is better not to use it lightly... "
"Ron, how did you wake up then?" Homelin continued to ask.
Ron remembered the dream he had experienced in a coma. This dream was so unbelievable that even Ron himself was confused, so it was better not to say it after thinking about it.
"I don't know either, Grandpa Homelin, I had a dream, and I woke up after I woke up!"
"This is your luck. Although 'soul burning' does not necessarily turn people into idiots, the probability is quite high. It is your luck that you can survive. But Ron, you have to remember, always Don't do anything by luck alone, this is my advice to you..." Homelin said earnestly.
"Grandpa Homelin, I understand!" Ron nodded solemnly.
Homelin also nodded, in his eyes Ron is a sensible child, he will know how to measure.
He smiled and asked, "Ron, I'm here now too. Tell me about any problems you have encountered in your cultivation during this period, and I will give you proper guidance..."
"Is there a problem?" Ron thought for a while, and suddenly said, "By the way, Grandpa Homelin, don't necromancers use weapons? I tried several weapons and they didn't seem to be suitable for me. Well, for me Undead magic doesn't have any boosting effect!"
"Weapon?" Homelin was stunned for a long time before patting his head, "Yeah, I almost forgot about this, you don't have a weapon yet!"
Ron was speechless for a while, and he would forget such an important thing, but according to Grandpa Homelin's tone, the necromancer has weapons, but he doesn't know what it is, he hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Homelin, the undead What kind of weapon does the mage use?"
"Bone staff..." Homelin smiled and said, "Using this thing can increase the casting effect of your undead magic. It is equivalent to a warrior's sword or a magician's magic staff. The higher the level of the bone staff, the more effective it is for your undead magic. The greater the increase... ”
"Really?" Ron was surprised and delighted, "Where can I buy this thing?"
"Buy?" Homelin smiled wryly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it, at least not here."
"Why?" Ron asked puzzled.
Homelin sighed, "After sleeping for so many days, I have been thinking that in this world, undead magic may have disappeared!"
"decline?"
"Yes! Decline!" Huo Meilin's face is solemn, "No force can last forever. The catastrophe church that flourished for a while will disappear, and the magic of the undead will also decline. With the eternity of time, everything will change, the magic of the undead not excluded… "
Homelin sighed, "If the Scourge Church in the past, I could have given you the best bone staff, but now, no one practices undead magic, the bone staff you want may not be available at all!"
Ron was dumbfounded, the excitement that had just risen in his heart disappeared without a trace, "Then what should we do?"
"There is no way!" Homelin smiled, "If you want a bone staff, you have to make it yourself?"
"Do it yourself? Can you do it yourself?" Ron was surprised.
"Of course!" Homelin was full of confidence. "Any weapon is made by humans. Others can do it. Why can't you do it?"
"Then...how to do that?" Ron asked stutteringly.
"Don't worry, weapons are the most important thing in equipment. Of course, you can't rush this matter. To make weapons, you have to prepare all kinds of materials..." Homelin said, and he glanced at Ron, "You Now that I am a junior necromancer, it may be enough to create a low-grade bone staff."
"Does this... need any materials?" Ron asked.
"Well, a pair of black-backed wild boar skeletons of the fourth-level alien beast, five standard iron ingots for forging, fire silver flowers, black stone powder..." Homelin listed a dozen materials in one breath, and then said, "These are all primary forging Materials, it shouldn’t be too difficult to get, if you don’t have some things, you can replace them with others, but the effect will be worse!”
Ron could remember the dozen or so materials, but they sounded like heavenly scriptures to him. Not only had he never seen the materials that Homelin said, he had never even heard of them.
"Where... where can I buy these things?" Ron asked stutteringly.
"Uh-well, I don't know very well..." Homelin was stumped by this question, no wonder, in his capacity, when it was his turn to go shopping.
Homelin and Ron stared at each other with wide eyes. A soul from a hundred thousand years ago, a boy who has not experienced much in the world, is completely blinded to this world and doesn't understand anything. It seems that it is time to learn more Some knowledge of this world, too.
Based on his previous life experience, Homelin thought for a while and said, "I think these things should not be difficult to find in bigger towns, right? After all, they are not too valuable things."
"City?" Ron thought for a while, and found a map from a space bag, which was seized from a guard of the Holy See. He opened it, and along the route of the map, the nearest town to him was a town called "St. The small town of Chialo.
Remembering that he still had these seized equipment with him, which were worth a lot of money, Ron thought about trying his luck.
"Huh? What is this?" Homelin's eyes were suddenly attracted by the large and small bags on Ron's body, "It seems to be something like a space ring..."
"This is called a space bag, I got it from those guards of the Holy See..." Ron said proudly.
Homelin's spiritual sense swept across the space bag, "Although the space inside this thing is not as good as the space ring, it is enough to hold a weapon or something, and it looks like it can produce energy..."
One hundred thousand years ago, space items were rare. Owning a space ring was a symbol of status and strength, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Looking at this space bag, even the guards of the Holy See can afford it.
"One hundred thousand years, so much has changed..." Homelin couldn't help sighing in his heart, he glanced at Ron, smiled, and said, "Ron, these interspatial bags are of no use to you, just throw them away... "