After several major damages, the temple on the eighteenth floor of Bartlos Prison has become a mess. In the center of the broken temple, Klein is standing and Ron is lying down.
"Hehe, Ron, you're still too young..."
Seeing Ron's fallen body, Klein muttered to himself with a triumphant smile.
"Ron, if you are a strong undead, with your talent, you may become an existence beyond me! Unfortunately, you are a human after all, and it will never be possible to practice undead magic with a human body and soul. Beyond the undead race... we undead... are born soul controllers..."
But things in the world are never if, Ron is dead, this is an iron fact.
"Ron, I know your hometown is the Noah Continent, but unfortunately you will never be able to go back..." Klein glanced at Ron's body regretfully, and then looked into the distance.
"Now that Master Utaris is out of prison, it's time for me to leave too... Everything is going well, and my plan is flawless!"
Klein's smile is full of confidence. In his plan, everyone is a pawn that can be sacrificed. Even the mighty god-like sky dragon Utaris is just an object he can use.
Klein had just taken two steps, when suddenly, his body froze, and he turned around abruptly, staring at Ron's body on the ground in disbelief.
On Ron's corpse lying on the ground, there was a little bit of starlight, faintly visible and flickering, which was clearly the fire of the soul.
how is this possible? How can the fire of the soul appear in a person who is already dead
"impossible!"
Klein opened his mouth wide and blurted out a sentence.
At this time, with a sound of "Teng—", a large amount of blue flames suddenly burst out from Ron's body, and the flames ignited blazingly.
Under the burning of the fire of the soul, the dead breath on Ron's body was slowly fading away, and the vitality began to recover bit by bit, repairing his mutilated body and soul...
Finally, under Klein's astonished gaze, Ron slowly got up.
"Ron... you... resurrected?"
Klein gritted his teeth tightly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. The situation in front of him was so weird that it exceeded his expectations. It was impossible for a person whose soul had been devoured to be resurrected!
Klein stared closely at Ron, looked up and down in surprise, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and at the same time squeezed the Hades staff tightly in his hand.
Ron, who was resurrected, only felt relaxed, and a feeling of exhilaration filled his whole body. I don't know if it was an illusion. Ron only felt that the world was clearer than before. Looking at the bottom of the eye, the sights and sounds that have never been seen before, all poured into the depths of the soul.
Ron knew that this was the masterpiece of the Lich King. When his soul was strangled by Klein, the Lich King not only reorganized his soul, but also transformed his soul.
Although Ron's strength did not make a big leap, his soul strength was much stronger than before, with more room for improvement and more soul power.
Just like a cup, although there is still so much water in the cup, the cup becomes bigger and can hold more water in the future.
This is the benefit Ron has gained, although he doesn't know what these benefits mean.
After the initial shock, Klein's face quickly returned to normal. For a necromancer who has been dealing with souls and corpses for a long time, the resurrection of the dead is nothing more than the most common thing. What puzzled Klein was that Luo How did Eun survive
"Ron, you're alive? How is it possible? Isn't your soul swallowed? What happened to you?"
Klein asked.
"It was the Lich King who saved me!"
Ron glanced at Klein, smiled slightly, and answered honestly. He swept away the decadence of being defeated by Klein before, and his smile was full of confidence.
"what?"
Klein was taken aback, his brows furrowed, "What did you say? You said that the Lich King saved you? Hehe, this joke is not funny at all..."
Ron didn't make any excuses, he just stood there calmly, looking at Klein with a smile.
Klein was taken aback for a moment, then his face darkened, "Ron, the Lich King is already dead, you don't want to tell me and you don't have to use such clumsy lies to deceive me... Maybe you have some special treasures or equipment on you, you can To revive you again, but these are not important anymore, the important thing is that you will not be my opponent after resurrection... Goddess of luck will not always be on your side, the strong will always be the strong, and he No luck needed…”
Klein held the bone stick high in his hand, his body moved slightly, and left the ground, "Ron, you and I are necromancers and should be in the same camp, but the last thing you should do is challenge me, you are courting death!"
"Klein... I never intended to challenge you, all I did was to avenge Pamir..."
Facing the powerful Klein, the revived Ron did not back down, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.
Klein laughed, "Hehe, for that goblin, you risked your own life. I don't know if you should say you have principles? Or are you stupid? You're just a goblin who only has the strength of the sanctuary. There is no value for me to use... "
Klein's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said sharply, "Ron, no matter how many times you resurrect, you will never be my opponent..."
"Great god of death, loyal believers follow your guidance to bring death to this world..."
"Death devours!"
There was a loud noise, and there was a strong vibration between the heaven and the earth, as if the god of death had descended. A terrifying huge skull lay across the sky, opening its black bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the sky and the earth.
A huge skull descended on this small temple. For a moment, all the gravel was picked up and flew into the sky, circling and dancing continuously. The whole world was collapsing, and it was a scene of doomsday.
It was this huge skull that brought Ron a terrifying memory, it was a kind of... a feeling of death!
However, there was no fear in Ron's eyes at this moment. He looked at the sky quietly without any expression on his face.
"Death devoured? Hehe, to me, death is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is sinking and tormenting in endless space, forgetting time and everything..."
Ron slowly waved the bone stick in his hand and began to sing in a low voice. When he finished singing the last syllable, a powerful momentum surged out, shaking the world with power.
"dead space!"
A wave of blue air suddenly spread out, covering the entire space.
The power of "Dead Space" is stronger than Klein's "Death Devouring", and the huge skull he summoned is also shrouded in it.
"No... not good!"
With a sound of "Boom," Klein felt his eyes go dark, and then he found himself in a gray space.
Klein regained his composure. He looked around, only to see that the surroundings were in chaos, the gray sky was very oppressive, and there was no end to the space in the distance.
"What... is this place? Why am I here? Where's Ron?"
A bad feeling rose in Klein's heart.
"It doesn't matter, look around first, there must be an exit here..."
Klein gritted his teeth, and with a sound of "Peng—", his body turned into a black mist and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.
Klein was flying at high speed in the chaotic space. As he was flying, his heart sank. Although Klein didn't know where it was, he knew in his heart that he was being tricked by Ron.
"Good guy, if you let me go out from here..." Klein gritted his teeth secretly, his black eyes were full of viciousness.
At this moment, Klein only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Ron's figure instantly appeared in front of Klein, as if he had been there all along.
"It's you? Ron, you're finally willing to show up... Hehe, go to hell, you don't have any chance this time!" Klein said through gritted teeth.
At this moment, Ron was standing in the void, looking at him coldly, he sighed slightly, "Klein, don't you understand yet? You have already lost..."
"I... lost?"
Klein laughed crazily as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. There was a hint of ferocity in his smile, "I lost? I lost to you? How is it possible?"
Klein yelled angrily, "Ron, wait, I'll tear you to pieces right now..." After speaking, he waved the Hades staff in his hand to mobilize the soul power in his body.
Ron didn't move, still looking at him expressionlessly.
At this moment, Klein's movements stopped, his eyes opened wide, and there was a look of strong disbelief in them.
"How...how...how is it possible, my power...how did my power disappear? Ron, what the hell did you do?"
Klein cried out hysterically.
"Don't waste your energy, Klein..."
Ron said slowly, "This is the dead space I created with my divine power. Here, I am the master. From the moment you enter the dead space... you have already lost!"
"I lost? No... I won't lose, even if I won't lose to you, Ron, don't forget that you are always just a human being. In the world of undead magic, we undead are experts. You guys The small clan of the collateral will never understand the true meaning of undead magic... "
Even though he was already facing this situation, Klein still refused to accept this reality in his heart. He looked like he was going crazy, and ran headfirst towards Ron.
"Ugh-"
Ron shook his head, sighed softly, held out his hand, and waved it casually.
"boom-"
Klein only felt a violent vibration in his mind, and then it went blank. From this moment, Klein really understood that he was defeated, really defeated!
His sea of consciousness is collapsing, and his soul has been severely injured!
For a necromancer, physical damage is never as serious as soul damage.
Klein's eyes flickered, and his thoughts instantly returned to reality, in the broken temple.
In the broken temple, there were only Ron and Klein. The difference was that Ron was standing and Klein was lying down.
Standing in front of Klein, Ron had a flat expression, not even the joy of victory. He looked at Klein coldly, with a trace of pity in his eyes.
"Klein, on the road of practicing undead magic, there is no insurmountable gap between the undead and human beings... what determines the level of strength... is the level and realm!"
"It is undeniable that the undead family has a natural advantage in practicing undead magic, but this does not explain anything!"
Ron said slowly that he was not worried about Klein's counterattack before he died, because in this battle, he gained self-confidence, which is a firm self-belief, which is the most powerful strength in itself.
Klein stared at Ron for a long while, and finally lost the battle. He looked away, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, sighing slightly.
"I lost..."