Cataclysmic Transformation

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Not only Heffelt and the students in the class were astonished, but even Ron was astonished. He could not imagine that Goldley stepped forward and stood up bravely at a critical moment.

Although the strength of Ron does not need the protection of Godeli, Godeli knows this very well.

"Hey, this little girl is showing you a favor!" Khomelin said with a smile.

Ron also nodded his approval, and had such a small touch in his heart. Most of Goldie's doubts and precautions resolved.

Heifelt froze for a moment, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, "Godley, why? You have to live with me for this wasteful necromancer."

Hefelte and Goldie, who also came from the Holy Roman Empire, had known each other for a long time. His family of Babylon and Goldie ’s Salt family were friends, and long ago Hefelte fell in love with Goldie at first sight. There was also a marriage in the family, but Godeli hadn't pretended to be scornful to him.

Goldley's mouth twitched slightly, showing a charming smile, and said, "Heifelt, I said that, Ron is my friend, you dare to move him, but I can't get along ..."

Goldley's face was light, and the fireball in his hand was more inflated. "I'm not kidding you ..."

The classroom was dead and silent, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and even Vivian on the podium opened her mouth.

Among the freshmen in the class, Goldley is the youngest, but from the perspective of the five senses, she is already a beautiful embryo. She comes from the famous Salt family of the Holy Roman Empire. The most important thing is that she is powerful, only ten years old. At the age of three, she is already an intermediate magician and an idol in the minds of many freshmen.

Not only the freshman, even the senior also regarded her as the default wife. In just a few days of school, she had received dozens of love letters. Although Goldley was only 13 years old, her mind was extremely mature. The letters of courtship were rejected, and the students were disappointed.

It is such a good genius that will stand up for a waste-like necromancer and even tear up his face with another special enrollment. The relationship between her and him is worth playing with.

This made many boys in the class' eyes grow jealous. These thorny eyes naturally ran to Ron.

The muscles in Heffelt's face twitched a few times, and he could not imagine that Goldley had stood up at this time, which made him difficult to ride a tiger.

Goldley is performing an intermediate level of magic-fireball, which is like a desperate posture. Heifelt has no doubt that when the other party's magic hits, he will definitely not be able to walk around.

He couldn't get Godley, he had to turn his vicious eyes to Ron, "Stubborn boy, don't hide behind a woman if you have a kind, it's something to be protected by a woman ..."

Ron smiled, "I don't need anyone to protect, and I'm not afraid of anyone. I will fight to accompany me!"

"what--"

An exclamation sounded in the classroom. Among them was the teacher Vivienne on the podium. She saw her mouth wide enough to swallow an egg.

Is this guy crazy? A necromancer dare to challenge an intermediate swordsman? Or is there no concept of strength in that guy's mind? Who are the people who can enter Balovax College? They were all geniuses who were talented since childhood. As a special enrollment, Heifelt was even a genius among geniuses. Could it be that he regarded Heifelt as an ordinary child?

In the classroom, only Goldley had no surprise on her face. She knew Ron's strength early in the morning. Even when she met for the first time, Ron's strength had already surpassed Heifert at that time, not to mention now.

The reason she chose to stand up at this time was just to express her position and show her favor to Ron.

At this moment, the bell in the classroom rang, and Vivienne took a long breath and finally found the steps. "Today's class is here, and the class ..."

Heifelt also knew that today's fight could not be achieved, and his eyes showed a vicious look, "Stinky boy, I won't forget about today's affairs like this, I have the ability to wait and see!" Said Gordelli. Moved his mouth, said nothing, turned around and went out.

Ron smiled, his bone spurs closed, and replied, "I'm always there!"

Goldley also recovered the magic and ran to Ron in the eyes of everyone's envy, "Are you all right?"

Ron glanced at her and smiled, "Thank you!"

"No thanks! I know he is not your opponent!" Goldley said with a smile.

If it were n’t for Goldiely, Ron had the opportunity to teach Heifelt a meal. With his current strength, he could beat him down without calling the Skeletal Warrior for three minutes. The guy honestly felt a little pity in his heart.

"I don't have to say anything to thank you!" Ron's suspicion of Godeli was half gone. "It's nice to have a friend like you!"

Goldley smiled on her face, "So you admit that I am your friend?"

Ron nodded, "I killed Jordin to avenge my grandfather's revenge. Now Jordin is dead, and the revenge on the Salt family is over. If you don't help my family to harm me, I will take it. You are a friend ... "

Goldley was delighted and threw out her tongue. "How dare I? I can't beat you ..."

"Ron, come out with me ..." At this time, Vivian said to him by packing up the things on the podium.

"Your mentor has called you ..." Godley chatted with Ron, and the two boys and girls who had let go of their buds began to have a good relationship with each other. When Vivian called him, Godley's eyes showed disappointment. .

"Okay, free time ..." Ron greeted Goldley and left the classroom.

...

"Teacher Vivian, where are you going to take me?"

Along the way, Vivian didn't say a word and walked in the front. Ron followed behind and couldn't help asking.

Vivienne did not answer, and she could see that she was in a bad mood.

Ron closed his mouth with interest as well.

"It's here!" Vivienne said softly in front of a dilapidated house.

Ron looked at the dilapidated building. It was already full of dust, and I did n’t know how long it had not been cleaned. The windows and door frames were all tattered and ragged. A gust of wind blew through, and half of the windows uttered Squeak ... "voice.

Vivienne was in a heavy mood and took out the key to open the broken door. Ron noticed that the old door was decorated with skulls.

"This is the classroom of our Undead Department ..." Vivian said as she walked in, and Ron followed immediately.

@ 黄 小说 /class12/1.htmlThere are only a few tables in the classroom. The tables are covered with dust, broken colored glass windows, and there are dense spider webs everywhere.

At this time, Ron's eyes fell on a stone statue not far away. At this time, Vivienne approached the statue and reached out to gently wipe it on the base of the statue. Soon, the base of the statue was exposed A small line.

"Tristram Kahn ..."

Ron looked at it and wondered, "Who is he? Why is this statue placed here?"

Vivienne stared at the statue with a gleam in her eyes, "He is the ancestor of our Undead Department, Master Tristram Kahn!"

"The ancestor?" A huge question mark rose in Ron's heart, and he looked at Khomelin aside.

Khomelin shook his head, indicating that I did not know this person.

Vivian's tone became heavy, "At about five thousand years ago, our ancestors were very interested in the legendary undead magic when he was very young. When he was nearly seventy years old, he finally In an ancient ruin, I found a book about the magic of the undead. Unfortunately, this book is incomplete, as if it were burnt, and the ancient writings are densely written on it ... "

"Master Kahn is overjoyed, and after nearly ten years of painstaking research, finally ... cracked the undead magic in the book and passed this legendary magic on to the world, restoring the original features of history, the ancient times Undead magic can no longer be studied, but Lord Kahn's ancestors restored the study of undead magic. It was he who resurrected the undead magic that has disappeared for many years in the ancient times and revived it. Because of this, our Necromancer only called him The ancestor of undead magic. "

Khomelin sighed silently, no wonder the present undead magic became like this. It turned out that it was restored according to the incomplete book at the time. If the key pages were missing, the entire undead magic would be Directly changed.

This is the real reason why undead magic is called garbage magic.

The so-called ancestor of undead magic is just a character that restores undead magic. Although it has changed, but in any case, this man named Kahn brought undead magic that has disappeared for many years to this world. The first ancestor called Undead Magic is not an exaggeration. Khomelin couldn't help but respect him.

Vivienne looked back and smiled at Ron, "Ron, your foundation of undead magic was learned from the necromancer on the street ..."

"Uh ... this ..." Ron said for a moment.

Vivienne waved her hand, "This is not to blame you, in fact I think you have seen it, the so-called undead magic is not as powerful as the legend ..."

"Those novels are fictitious. In the third-rate novels on the street, Necromancers are all described as the incarnations of death, evil, and horror. But in fact, as Necromancers, we naturally know what is going on. The undead magic has no power at all ... "

"No ... no, those are not real undead magic ..." Ron yelled in his heart, but he couldn't tell the truth because Khomelin said that now he doesn't have the strength.

Vivienne smiled sadly, "There are many versions of the legend of undead magic. In the legend, the ancient necromancer has the universal power. The current undead magic is not the ancient undead magic at all. The real ancient undead magic is afraid, It's lost ... "

"Teacher Vivienne, do you believe this?" Ron said, staring at Vivienne's eyes.

"I don't know ..." Vivienne shook her head, "I was willing to believe for a while, but now, I don't know if I should believe it ..."

Ron lowered his head and sighed softly.

Vivienne said, "My father has been studying undead magic for a long time, and found some things in some ancient literature. It is these things that have always supported my belief in the existence of ancient undead magic ..."

Ron blinked, revealing a curious look, "What the **** is that?"

Vivienne hesitated, "My father found the ancient times when undead magic was prevalent, with the gods of the orcish family-hell roaring and anger, and the goddess of the elven family, the goddess of the moon-Erlus, at the same time ... "

Khomelin was shocked, "What?"