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The leg of the frog had been roasted to a golden color and was exuding an enchanting fragrance.

By this time, Ron was already feeling hungry. He did not bother with etiquette, and immediately grabbed a frog leg from the fire to gnaw on.

Although there was no oil or salt in the frog meat, it still tasted pretty good. Ron was used to living a life of hardship, so he didn't mind.

At this moment, Ron was wearing clothes woven from beast skins and covered in leaves. From afar, he looked like a barbarian.

But now, thanks to his nutrition, Ron was much taller and stronger, no longer the thin little carrot he had once been. His muscles had grown stronger, his skin had turned dark, his eyes were large and dark, and, except for the fact that his clothes were slovenly, his manner and disposition had undergone a tremendous change.

The frog meat, which he had just taken from the fire, was still hot enough to make Ron grin, and as he puffed, he stuffed it into his mouth. He was really hungry.

"En, it's delicious..."

Rönn chewed on the fresh frog meat in large mouthfuls as he uttered "tsk tsk" sounds of praise.

Suddenly, Ron's face changed dramatically.

"Wow …"

Ron dropped the frog meat, clutched his head, and let out a scream.

"Pain …"

"Pain..."

The pain seemed to come from the depths of his soul. It was excruciating, causing Ron to scream and roll on the ground in pain.

"How... "What's going on?"

In a trance, Ron's consciousness entered the depths of his soul.

In his Spiritual Sense.

A large amount of soul force was drained, and a black fog condensed in one direction.

In the depths of Ron's soul, a black ball of light was constantly absorbing soul force. As more and more soul force gathered, the ball of light also became larger.

Within the sphere of light, a figure faintly appeared. This figure looked very similar to Ron, and his face also revealed a pained expression.

"This... This is my soul … "

Rönn was tongue-tied as he saw his soul for the second time.

The black ball of light continued to expand and contract, and with every cycle, it released a strong soul force.

"What a powerful soul force. What is going on?"

Ron was so shocked that he couldn't contain himself. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. "Don't tell me …" Could it be that I'm about to break through? "

Just as Ron thought, he was on the verge of a breakthrough. In the past three months, he had been training non-stop and desperately accumulating his soul force. Finally, due to a qualitative change, he was about to break through to a high-level intern necromancer.

At this moment, the black ball of light expanded to its limit, and the capacity of soul force reached its limit. Finally, a crack appeared on the surface of the black ball of light.

More and more cracks appeared, growing bigger and bigger. Finally —

"Huala …" With a sound, the transparent black ball of light shattered like fragile glass, revealing Ron's soul trapped inside.

In the empty Spiritual Sense, Ron's soul was slowly standing. His body was emitting a powerful soul force, which was three times stronger than before.

There was a rare look of pleasure on the soul's face, as if an inappropriate garment had been taken off. The black mist rolled around him, and Ron noticed that the black mist was denser and denser than before.

Ron felt his head lighten, the pain gone, and he opened his eyes.

"I... I've broken through? "

Ron came back to his senses and stared at the scene in a daze. Unexpectedly, he had broken through in the time it took to eat a meal.

He looked at his hands. They were no different, except that Ron felt they were full of power.

If the soul force from before was a small puddle, then the soul force now could be considered as a small pool.

As Ron thought of this, a faint black mist seeped out from between his fingers. This power was even more abundant than before. He felt as if he had suddenly acquired a large fortune, a feeling that no matter how much he spent, he would never be able to finish spending it.

"Too powerful …"

Ron was excited. He hadn't thought that his soul force would increase so much after his breakthrough.

How's its power?

This was an idea that suddenly popped up in Ron's mind as he broke through.

Ron slowly raised his hand, and a black mist began to swirl around his fingers.

"Bone Thrust …"

A sharp light flashed in the corner of Ron's eyes, and a bone spike shot out from his hand, shooting straight towards the large limestone ten meters away like an arrow released from a bow.

"Pu –" a loud sound rang out, reaching all the way to the hilt.

Such a strong penetrative force, such a fast speed.

After breaking through to the advanced necromancer level, the penetrating power and speed of the bone spikes had increased by a level. The current him, if he were to fight with Naca's Guard Captain Gutt, would definitely be able to easily kill him.

"Great!" Ron was so happy that he jumped three feet into the air. This time, he was one big step closer to his goal of revenge.

"If Grandpa Homerin knew I broke through, he would be very happy." "I'll have to tell him."

Ron tried to use his soul force to call out a few times, but he couldn't get any response from his grandfather.

"Strange? He's not really asleep! " Ron scratched his head helplessly, then suddenly remembered something and slapped his head.

"Ah — yes, Grandpa Holmerin said that as long as I make a breakthrough, he will let my soul enter the ring, and then he will pass on a new necromancy to me …"

"But how?" He looked at the ring in his hand, and his eyes narrowed. "Try it."

He carefully guided his soul force into the ring. At this time, he felt a strange suction force from the ring that sucked his soul in.

Ron was the only one left sitting in the small pond by the river, his eyes wide and lifeless, as if he had gone insane. His soul force had entered the ring, leaving nothing but an empty shell outside.

"What is this place?"

His soul had entered a strange place.

Inside the soul ring, the sky was covered by a hazy grey haze. It looked unreal, as if there was no light, yet the sky was so bright, and the ground was a blur.

"Hualala ~ ~ ~"

Rönn took a step forward and kicked something. A crisp sound rang out.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Ron was startled. He had kicked the head of a vicious skull, causing the skull to roll to the side.

"What is this?"

Ron looked up, staring at the scene.

He saw a pile of bones in front of him. These bones were piled into a mountain, with no end in sight.

Ron's heart trembled. If it was just a skeleton, then it would be a corpse. How many people's corpses would there be in this place …?

"It doesn't matter where we are anymore. Let's look for Grandpa Hou Meilin first!" Rönn thought for a while and decided that he should find the person first.

However, at this time, he was dumbfounded again. This place was so big, where could he go to find Grandpa Hou Meilin?

"Grandpa Homerin … Grandpa Holmerin... "

Ron put his hand to his mouth and called out a dozen times, but there was no response, not even a reply.

Ron had no choice but to walk slowly forward. If he couldn't find Grandpa Homerin, his soul would have to withdraw.

As Ron walked along, he could see white bones everywhere, the black eye sockets on the skulls were wide open, but what surprised Ron was that none of the skeletons here were intact. The sound.

If an ordinary person were to see this scene, they would be scared silly. However, Ron was not afraid. As a cultivator of Necromancy, when he saw these skeletons, he actually felt a strong sense of familiarity.

As he walked, Ron noticed a vague shadow appear in front of him.

As they drew closer, the shadows grew larger, and there was a clear veranda.

A castle.

It was a castle made by piles of white bones. White bones were revealed everywhere and within the gate of the castle, a huge skull appeared.

The skull was larger than a house and occupied one-fifth of the castle. It opened its mouth to reveal a pair of ghastly white teeth. It had a pair of ferocious horns on its head.

Below the huge skull, there were two strong skeletons guarding it. These two skeletons were much larger than the skeletons of warriors Ron had summoned. They were at least three meters tall, and held long axes in their hands. They were guarding the only gate of the castle.

The Skeleton Guard crossed his axes, forming an "X" shape, warning anyone who dared to invade the castle that the enemy would dare, and the huge axe would chop them into minced meat.

After passing the stone bridge over the moat, Ron walked slowly up to the castle gates.

Right at that moment, a faint green flame appeared in the eyes of the giant skull above the gate. Like an eye, a green flame shot down, as if it was staring at a tiny Ron. The entire castle seemed to have come to life.

The sight gave Ron a shock, and he took a step back, a wary look in his eyes.

Right at that moment, the two giant skeleton guards' black eyes also lit up with a faint green flame, as if they were alive.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~" Two intersecting axes were opened, and two Skeleton Guards raised the axes and hung them on the ground like a well-trained soldier.

"Ahh …"

Shocked, Ron calmed himself down and pointed to his nose, "This …" Do you want me to go in? "

No one answered him. The two giant skeletal guards stood upright as if they hadn't heard him.

Ron couldn't help but to rub his nose awkwardly. "No one is paying attention to me, but it doesn't seem like there is any hostility."

He gathered up his courage and approached slowly, Ron looking up warily at the two great skeletal guards, who were still in the air, not showing any sign of falling.

Relieved, Ron went to the door of the castle and placed his hands lightly on the doorknob.

"Creak ~ ~" It didn't take much effort for the heavy steel door to slowly open. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.