C16

"Grandpa Homerin, why don't you. "You came to my body to help me?" The other party was pressing forward step by step. Ron was so frightened that he became flustered and helpless, so he had no choice but to ask for help from Huo Meilin.

He had made up his mind that he would not help Ron in this battle. He immediately refused, "No..." Ron, I can't help you this time. "

"But …" Ron was about to say more, but was interrupted by Homelin.

"Ron, if you want to become strong, you have to face all the challenges bravely, not just thinking about other people helping you... I can help you for a while, but I can't help you for a lifetime. In the future, you'll still have to rely on yourself to walk the path. "

"Could it be that you don't want to help your grandfather take revenge?"

Hou Meilin's words were like a blow to Ron's head, waking him up. His grandfather's hatred was like a thorn in his body, causing his heart to ache.

"I want to avenge grandfather..." Ron's eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with determination. His heart was like a ball of fire. "If I can't even get through this, how can I avenge my grandfather …"

Seeing that Ron had given up on resisting, the captain of the Nacar Guard suddenly became determined, and slightly startled, he coldly said, "You brat, you actually want to resist, don't tell me you want to die?"

Ron didn't reply, but with a thought, he gave the order for several Skeleton Warriors to attack.

"That's right, Ron. Defeating the fear in your heart is indeed a challenge for you, but they are not as strong as you think they are. You have to remember, even the most terrifying enemies can't be defeated, but the most difficult enemy is actually yourself …"

"Grandpa Homerin … "I understand …" Ron's eyes were steady, his heart, his body slowly entering battle mode. "I'm not going to back down."

"Go, kill this brat..." At the command of the leader of the Nuka Guards, several of the guards charged at Ron like hungry wolves, the swords in their hands chopping down viciously.

These guards were gangsters in this area, so their attacks naturally had no pattern. Apart from their armor being slightly mighty, there was nothing special about them. Right now they were just like gangsters in a fight.

The Skeleton Warrior raised its bone shield, blocking the longsword wielded by the Nacal Guard.

"What?" It can actually block my attack? " A guard widened his eyes.

While he was still in a daze, a black shadow flashed past at lightning speed and went straight for his eyes.

With a poof, the black thing went straight into the man's eye sockets.

The bone spike pierced through the man's head, sending a large amount of brain matter flying back with blood splattering all over his face.

After a blood-curdling screech, the guard fell to the ground unwillingly. He would never have thought that he would die at the hands of a fifteen-year-old child. Even more unthinkable was that a mere bone spike could actually take his life.

The captain of the guards felt his heart tremble, he didn't think that such a small child would be so powerful. Damn, isn't necromancy the most useless magic?

Ron, who had won his first battle and killed a heavily armed Naka guard in one fell swoop, felt a surge of confidence as the bone spike flew out of his hand and killed another in the blink of an eye.

That Na Ka guard captain clenched his teeth and said loudly, "Don't get entangled with those skeleton warriors, just kill that kid …"

The captain's decision was correct. With his sharp eyes, he could see the core of all of Ron's Skeleton Fighters. As long as they killed him, those Skeleton Fighters would self-destruct without a fight.

The captain decided to take action himself, and with a wave of his sword, lunged at Ron, who wouldn't fight him head on, but the Skeleton Warrior who commanded him.

The strength of a Skeleton Warrior was beyond his expectations. A mere Skeleton Warrior was able to trap him and stop him from moving.

By now, Ron had already entered a state of combat. He had a feeling that he could control the entire situation on the battlefield. This feeling was very mysterious, but it was also very real. Every movement of the enemies was in his eyes.

Every Skeleton Fighter was fighting against one to two Naga Guards, and the dozen of them seemed to have been split up by him. They were originally from the same group, but now they were all fighting on their own, and all of this was caused by Ron.

Ron's agile body quickly dodged to the side. With a wave of his hand, he muttered to himself. Not long later, a small bone spike appeared in his hand.

With a cold smile on his face, Ron observed the actions of each of the Naga Guards. Suddenly, the soles of one of the guards slid down, revealing a small opening.

"This is a good opportunity..."

Of course, Ron wouldn't let such an obvious opportunity slip by. He gently waved his hand, and like throwing an arrow, the bone spike flew out with a black soul force at an extremely fast speed.

What a precise sneak attack.

The target was the guard's foot. With such a tricky angle and the position of the attack, the guard could only watch helplessly as the bone spurs flew towards him. However, he was unable to dodge.

Puff – – – the bone spike pierced his thigh and blood began to flow.

The guard gritted his teeth and took a step back. While he was in a daze, the Skeleton Warrior beside him pounced forward, its sharp bone sword accurately slashing through his soft neck.

A headless body lay on the ground, blood spurting from its broken neck.

Another Naga guard died.

To Ron, it was as if Necromancy was customized for him. With his small body and powerful soul power, the most rare thing was his talent in Necromancy. In just a short day, he had learned the Skeleton Fighter and Bone Spike two skills, and was able to use them to their fullest potential. It could even be described as a genius.

As his understanding of Necromancy deepened, and as Ron became more and more adept at using it, his confidence grew bit by bit.

At this moment, a Nacal Guard had forced back the Skeleton Fighter that was pestering him, and two or three of them closed in on him.

"Go to hell …"

The Naka guard raised his sword high in the air and swung it at the top of Ron's head.

Ron had seen the grin on the guard's face.

For some unknown reason, Ron's mind suddenly became clear. With a flash, he dodged the sword chopping down, and with a roll on the ground, his petite figure directly crashed into the guy's chest.

The guard was quick, grabbing Ron by the shoulder and laughing, "Still trying to run?" At such a close distance, if an adult wanted to capture a child, wouldn't that be using his own hands?

Before he could rejoice, the guard felt a sharp pain in his chest. Lowering his head, he saw a short bone spike in his abdomen, connected to Ron's small hand.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed through Ron's eyes. He, who was only fifteen years old, was born with the ruthlessness to fight for his life.

"Alright... Good... "Alright …"

In general, Necromancers and mages were like mages, afraid of melee combat. This was a nightmare for most professions that focused on magic. If they were approached by the enemy, they would be placed in an extremely disadvantageous position.

However, Ron had been in a hurry just now, and with a roll, he had crashed into the opponent's chest, summoning his bone spike. The most surprising thing was that the long-ranged bone spike had turned into the deadliest dagger in his hand, and he had used this opportunity to send it into his opponent's soft abdomen.

Rowan's use of Necromancy was just too nimble. It should be known that he had only learned two skills, and they weren't long ago either. Through his coordination and combination, he was able to produce such tremendous power.

If Ron had learned all the necromancy, what would happen?

In the Nacar Guards, seven or eight of them had already fallen. Except for three who were killed by Ron's bone spikes, the rest were all killed by the Skeleton Fighters. This Skeleton Fighter's combat power couldn't be underestimated.

"Ron, why is he so good?"

"Even the Naga guards aren't his match …"

"Is he still that little beggar?"

During the battle, there was never a lack of onlookers. The citizens of Maple Leaf Town did not leave, but seeing how much power Ron had displayed made them nervous. Some of them even regretted their impulses to the point that their intestines turned green.

However, they were all thinking, since Ron's Necromantic Magic was so powerful, why did he stay in Maple Leaf Town for more than ten years and still dream of becoming a mage every day?

What they didn't know was that Ron had only learned Necromancy for a day.

By the time the captain came back to his senses, all his men had already fallen.

"No …" No …. "Impossible …" That team leader could only look on helplessly as his subordinates were easily killed by Ron's bone spikes. His face was filled with disbelief. Wasn't this proven useless magic?

"No, this isn't necromancy. This isn't necromancy …" In the captain's heart, a voice rang out.

"You're the only one left …"

At some point, a corpse had fallen on the ground, and that little kid was already standing in front of him. Five Skeleton Fighters were lined up in a row, protecting his left, right, and back; this was the standard fighting posture.

In the blink of an eye, all of his subordinates had died. They were all dead at the hands of this fifteen year old youth.

In his eyes, this guard was full of flaws. As long as the Skeleton Fighter could pester him and find the right opportunity, the bone spike would be able to pierce through his heart.

The captain of the Naca guards was a young man who was around 20 years old. After calming his nerves, he lowered the sword in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "I am the captain of the Naca manor's guard, Gut. Just who is it? "

"It's Ron! Necromancer – Ron! "

At this time, a beam of light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by a clap of thunder that rumbled in everyone's ears.

It was unknown when the sky was filled with dark clouds and when it would rain.

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