In Manchester, in a dim room, the faint Philosopher's Stone was weakly lit, as if it would go out at any moment. In the room, there were more than a dozen people sitting densely. They were all important figures in the Ethiopian Rebel Army, Catherine also.
With a "crash—" a piece of paper was torn into pieces in Juliana's hands, her pretty face was full of anger, "Bastard, it's too much! What about rebuilding the Scourge Church, he wants to become another A Holy See? If this is required, our Kingdom of Ebia will become a puppet, a puppet!"
She stood up with a "swish-" and said coldly, "Carlos, fortunately your son is still Ron's classmate. His behavior really disappoints me!"
There was a faint flame in Juliana's eyes, and the aura of a master-level powerhouse enveloped the audience. Seeing the eldest lady go crazy, everyone did not dare to breathe.
In the center is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body, with a pair of small eyes shining brightly. This is a difficult character to deal with.
He is Carlos, Minister of Finance of the Kingdom of Ethiopia, Kidd's father, but Kidd is not there, and his position is not qualified to participate in this meeting.
Facing Missy's anger and censure, Carlos did not rush. He is the elder of the Ebian kingdom, controls the economic lifeline of the Ebian rebels, and is much older than Juliana in terms of qualifications.
"Miss!" Carlos stepped forward, gave a light gift, and said lightly, "I don't understand why Miss is so angry. This is obviously a deal. The other party proposed such a condition. We can only choose Accept or reject, if the eldest miss disagrees, you can directly refuse, so why get angry?"
Juliana's eyes seemed to spit out fire. She didn't want to refuse, but the army of the Holy Roman Empire over there was overwhelming. If she refused, what awaited her would be a devastating blow. Maybe she could escape with her life, but Manchester did not. will be destroyed.
She screamed, "But this condition is not fair at all! Can't you ask your son to talk again and let Ron change another condition? I will give him whatever he wants, and even let him enjoy more than the royal family Noble privilege, isn’t that enough? He actually wants to establish influence in my territory of Ebia? Tell him, don’t talk about it! I, Juliana, will do everything, just not be a puppet manipulated by others... "
"Miss!" Carlos said with a hint of anger, "There is no fairness in this world, and some are only due to strength. As Ron is a strong man in the sanctuary, he is indeed qualified to propose this condition. If Miss If you have been promoted to Sanctuary, you can naturally refuse, but... "
Carlos raised his head and stared at Juliana, "I believe that under the current situation, the eldest lady will definitely choose to agree!"
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Three days, after only three days of waiting, Ron received a reply from Juliana. The reply was very simple, only two words.
"agree!"
Ron smiled while holding the letter from Juliana through a special channel, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
On this day, he finally waited. The Kingdom of Ebia will be the first country to be sheltered by the Church of the Scourge. The vast land and huge wealth of the Kingdom of Ebia can be used to spread the doctrine of natural disasters and the glory of the god of death. Thousands of citizens of the Biya Kingdom will become the most devout believers of the Scourge Church.
Ron seemed to see that a brand new and powerful Scourge Dynasty was about to come.
"Perhaps, it's time to do something!" Ron muttered to himself, he smiled slightly, stood up, waved his wide necromancer robe, covering his entire figure, and his body melted into a ball Smoke, disappearing into the air.
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"In Omros a hundred thousand years ago, the Scourge Church was the supreme existence, and its brilliance was like the sun, shining on the entire continent..."
In an inconspicuous classroom at Balovaks College, Vivienne was standing on the classroom podium, eloquently lecturing on a brief history of undead magic. The classroom was crowded with densely packed students. Undead class.
The strange thing is that Vivienne, who is a mentor, is wearing the attire of a magister, including her students, who are all wearing magician robes. They are listening intently, and some are taking notes carefully.
"Dingling bell...", the sound of get out of class ending resounded throughout the campus. At this time, Vivienne slowly closed the book, "Okay, that's all for today's class. In the next class, we will continue to discuss the spirit of the dead." The application of magic in actual combat... "
"Yes, tutor!" All the students showed unsatisfactory expressions on their faces. They stood up politely and bowed to say goodbye to their tutor Vivienne.
A gentle smile appeared on Vivian's face. These students were secretly recruited by her. Most of them were children from poor families, and they were bone slaves who had learned the wrong "undead magic". When I was in the ancient undead magic, I was shocked by its terrifying power.
This is a power not weaker than any series of elements, even stronger than them!
Of course, the teaching is conducted in secret. The outside of the undead magic classroom has long been designated as a restricted area by the college. All students are prohibited from entering, and students from the Undead Department are also prohibited from going out. The Undead Department is fully closed management. Vivian even made those students wear Put on a magician's robe, and pretend to be a magician class to give lectures.
Everything Vivian did was to hide this potential power. She knew that these people were the seeds of undead magic, and their future achievements would be limitless.
"Mr. Vivian, I have a question that I don't understand. Can I ask you?" At this time, a voice came to Vivian's ears. Vivian saw that it was a girl who was only fourteen years old. Standing in front of her, looking at her timidly.
"Hehe, it's you, Lisa!" Looking at the girl, Vivienne smiled. This girl is one of the hardest-working students in the class. She is the youngest, but her talent for undead magic is unparalleled, and she only studied for a year. Undead magic, has become a high-level necromancer.
Lisa came from a poor family. Her father was a "Necromancer" who practiced the wrong undead magic. He was poor and bullied by others. this home.
All of this is due to lack of strength, and when Lisa had the opportunity to come into contact with real undead magic, she cherished it very much.
Now she has become one of the most dazzling students in this class.
"Of course, Lisa, please come to my office!" Vivian said with a smile.
"Yeah!" Lisa nodded happily. She was very sensible and took the initiative to help the instructor clean up the things on the table.
When the two walked out of the Necromancer classroom talking and laughing, Dabs, the vice president of Balovacus College, stopped Vivienne, "Mr. Vivienne, come with me!"
"Yes, Vice President!" Vivienne responded, turned to Lisa and said, "Lisa, take my things to my office and put them on the table! Then wait for me there, I'll be right back!"
"Yes, tutor!" Lisa replied, and after bidding farewell to the tutor and Vice President Dabs, she hugged Vivian tutor's lesson plans and books in her arms, let go of her feet and walked towards Vivian excitedly. The tutor's office ran.
At the corner of a corridor, Lisa bumped into a person with a "bump", and the books in her arms were scattered all over the floor.
That man was a young man in a black robe, who seemed to be a few years older than Lisa, with short black hair that reached the ears, and looked extremely energetic.
"I'm sorry, little magician sister, did it hurt you?" The boy offered to apologize, and he reached out to help Lisa up.
"It's okay, big brother, it's my fault! I bumped into you!" Lisa also said proactively.
The black-robed young man smiled, and his breezy appearance won Lisa's goodwill. For some reason, she had a warm feeling when she saw this big brother.
"By the way, little sister of the magician, where is the undead classroom?" the boy in black asked with a smile.
"Undead classroom?" Upon hearing this, Lisa immediately shivered and woke up.
At this time, Lisa's face gradually became serious, with a hint of hostility. She looked at the young man in front of her carefully and said coldly, "In the academy, not many people know about the Undead Department. Who are you? Why do you ask?" this?"
"Uh..." the black-robed boy was stunned for a moment, "Actually, I... I'm here to find tutor Vivian!"
"What? You still want to find Vivienne tutor?" Lisa jumped up when she heard that, this unknown boy actually wanted to find Vivienne tutor, is that okay
"Could it be that... he is from the Holy See?" Lisa's thoughts turned sharply. The person in front of her didn't have the badge of the college instructor, nor the student's logo. He probably belonged to the Holy See.
Only people in the Holy See are so concerned about undead magic. Thinking of this, Lisa's heart became murderous.
"Huh? Is this a note on undead magic?" The black-robed boy picked up a book from the ground with great interest. It was Vivian's magic note, which recorded some of her experiences.
"Well, it's really good. I didn't expect Vivienne to reach this level!" Ron flipped through it casually. With the strength of his sanctuary, he quickly saw several fallacies. However, with Vivienne's talent, It's amazing to be able to reach such a height with no one to point it out.
"Let go!" Lisa screamed. Like an angry lion, she snatched the book from the boy in black. "These books are not for you. Who are you?"
The boy in black was Ron. He returned to Barovacs College to look for Vivienne, and discussed the plan to rebuild the Scourge Church, but he was caught by Lisa.
"Are you talking about me? I'm..." Ron laughed and was about to say his name.
"Needless to say, you are from the Holy See!" It was Lisa who interrupted him, shouting loudly, "What are you trying to do by sneaking into Barovaks Academy? Do you want to kill Vivienne! Undead magic?"
"Huh?" Ron froze for a moment, a little dumbfounded, he never imagined that one day he would be regarded as a member of the Holy See.
"Holy Holy See? Do you think I look like me?" Ron said with a smile.
"As expected, go to hell!" Lisa was furious, she yelled, and saw that she took out a bone staff out of nowhere, waved it, and a large amount of black soul power oozes out crazily.
"Undead from the depths of hell, accept my call, kill the enemy in front of you, use his blood to pay homage to the sword of death, and use his soul to add supreme glory to the god of death..."
"Come out, Skeleton Warrior!"
While Lisa chanted in a low voice, a large number of skeleton warriors scrambled out from the ground, holding weapons, howling, and green light flashing in their eyes.
Ron was stunned, and his mind was a little dazed. Why did this young magician suddenly summon so many skeletons? Moreover, these are not the "undead magic" that are regarded as garbage, but the real "ancient undead magic".
A light flashed in Ron's mind, "You are not a magician, you are a necromancer!"
"Go to hell!" Lisa's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she frantically urged the skeleton warriors to kill Ron.