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"We've finally gotten rid of him …"

Di Lin let out a long sigh. She stretched out her hand and gently wiped the cold sweat off her forehead. She was still in her little white wolf form, looking cute and adorable.

The black knight turned into a cloud of black fog and disappeared.

Looking at the black fog that was drifting further and further away, Di Lin thought to herself, "This guy really has some skills. I'm afraid that this Skeleton-like Knight is already a master level expert!" "No wonder he was able to fight against this holy knight."

From the first to the third rank, he could be considered an apprentice, and from the third to the sixth rank, he could be considered a soldier. This Dark Knight's strength was at least at the seventh rank, an entire level above Guderian's.

Thinking of the vow she had made to marry this human, her face was burning.

"Hey, are you okay?" She turned her head to greet him, but her eyes were wide open.

At some point, Ron was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his face white as gold paper.

"Ron," she said nervously. "Ron, you wake up. Wake up quickly... "

She was relieved to see that Ron still had a breath left on his face, and frowned at the scars on his body.

Ron's body was burned to the point where there was not a single piece of good meat on him. Some parts of him were charred black because he had been fighting without making a sound.

"It's good as long as you're not dead. Just a few minor injuries, don't trouble me …" After saying that, a faint blue light appeared around her body. The light flowed like water, and soon covered Ron's entire body.

A blue screen appeared around Ron's body. It was as if he was submerged in water. His injuries, his vitality was slowly recovering.

Water was the source of life. When all living things grew, it was inseparable from water.

As a Water Elemental Cultivator, Di Lin was using the essential Water Elemental spell, the "Water Healing Technique". The recovery speed of the "Water Healing Technique" wasn't as fast as the "Healing Technique", but the effects were the same.

When the spa was over, Ron was in perfect condition, as if he hadn't been injured, but he still hadn't woken up.

"That's not right." Dylin frowned. "His injuries should be fine. He should be awake by now. Why is he still not awake?"

She tried her best to shout, pat, and hit him, but Ron didn't wake up. He was like a "sleeping beauty." Apart from the fact that he could only breathe, he was no different from a dead person.

Di Lin was so exhausted that she started sweating profusely. She smacked him with her claw, "What's going on with you?" Sleep like a dead pig... "

Ron was injured, but his injuries were not on the outside, not in his organs, but in his soul. The burning of his soul had indeed greatly increased his soul force, but it had also left an eternal wound.

A snowflake drifted down onto Di Lin's nose. She raised her head and saw that it was snowing. The snowflakes were like goose feathers that fell down, becoming bigger and bigger.

"Wake up, you human, wake up, if you keep on sleeping like this, you'll die …"

Ron, however, did not hear her. His thoughts had already entered his spiritual consciousness.

In Ron's realm of consciousness, it was a field of chaos. Due to the burning of his soul, his soul had been damaged. Right now, he was in a muddled state.

At that moment, Ron felt a huge vortex of energy appear above his head, sucking him in.

Ron cried out, but found that nothing could be shouted out, that struggling was useless, and that his body was drifting in the wind as if out of his control.

After an unknown period of time, a series of clouds appeared before Ron's eyes, and he flew through the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Ron exclaimed, waving his hands desperately, looking down in horror. He was afraid of falling, but the struggle was futile.

"What is this place?" "Where the hell am I?"

Ron was startled and suspicious, and all he could hear was the sound of the wind in his ears.

At this moment, a huge skeleton castle appeared in Ron's eyes. This castle was almost exactly the same as the undead castle that Ron saw in his soul ring. In front of the castle, a huge sinister skull stretched out.

Then he saw himself standing on the ground.

"Kill —"

At that moment, an earth-shattering battle cry startled Ron.

Right at that moment, a middle-aged man in heavy armor appeared in front of Ron. He had a thick beard and looked very heroic.

The middle-aged man was clad in gorgeous heavy armor, which had the symbol of a holy cross on it. He held a shield in one hand and a long sword in the other. He stood majestically on top of a large rock.

His gaze was calm and serene, as he brandished the longsword in his hand. Behind him, countless soldiers appeared.

The middle-aged man pointed the tip of his sword forward and let out an exciting roar — —

"Attack!"

"Kill …"

A wave of blood spread out. Behind the bearded middle-aged man, countless soldiers rushed out from behind him like locusts, charging towards the enemy.

All kinds of colorful Dou Qi emerged from their bodies, transforming into an indomitable momentum that caused the earth to tremble.

Battlefield! Without a doubt, this was a battlefield, a place where humans would engage in a bloody exchange in order to fight for their own benefits.

Here, life is the cheapest commodity.

The black mass of the army formed an invincible force. It was like a black cloud pressing down on a city. The Skeleton Castle was facing an enormous pressure.

At this time, there was a loud rumble in front of them. It was as if a large number of stone walls had been pushed away in an instant.

On the Skeleton Castle's side, an army suddenly appeared. This army all wore black armor, and they were as cold and callous as the grim reaper of the night.

The number of men in the black army was not less than the number of men in the enemy's army. They lined up in three rows. Facing the countless men charging towards them, there was no sadness, no anger, not even fear on their faces.

At this time, a knight slowly walked out from the black army. His face was abnormally white. It was a man, but one could not tell his age from his face.

His black hair was casually tossed to the back of his head, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes. He was riding a tall bone horse, and its four hooves were burning with green flames.

The knight was wearing heavy armor, and his shoulders were bulging. From the strange engravings on his chest, a hideous skull appeared. The broadsword in his hand was tightly grasped in his hand, and on the other side, he was holding a giant bone shield.

The momentum created by the soldiers charging together caused a strong gust of wind to appear on the battlefield. The strong wind blew past the man's cloak, causing it to make "shua shua" sounds.

In the midst of the black army, the cavalryman's face was filled with determination. Like a piece of ice that would not melt even after ten thousand years, he sneered disdainfully at the death god who was rushing towards him.

He slowly raised his sword. This was the prelude to an attack …

At this moment, the black-robed figures behind him began to move. They raised the skeleton-like staff of the White Forest in their hands and began to softly chant.

Before long, green mist began to emerge from their bodies.

"Alright... "Such a familiar soul force …" Ron was so shocked that his eyes widened and he muttered, "This. This is soul power, he … Who were they? "What exactly is this place?"

No one could answer Ron's question, because he was just something like a spirit, a spectator on this battlefield.

"Boom —"

Suddenly, the ground in front of the black knight caved in. At this moment, countless skeleton warriors revealed their white heads, as if they were evil spirits from hell, scrambling to climb out of the ground.

Thousands of black-robed men were summoned at the same time. There were so many skeletons that it was impossible to see the end of them. What an invincible army of skeletons.

The Skeleton Fighter let out a terrifying roar, and immediately, it charged towards the soldiers in front of it with a cross in their head.

Behind him, countless Death Knights appeared, riding bone horses. Amongst the Death Knights, there were countless Skeleton Warriors, Skeleton Mages, and Dark Knights. Their sole goal was to attack!

"This... This is a Necromancer. That's right, he is a Necromancer. He is the legendary Death Knight, Heavens! And the Undead. They came from the Undead Legion in the Infernal Realm … " Ron was both frightened and excited, and his hands began to tremble.

The Undead army also began moving. They let out a soul roar, and as the Death Knight pointed his sword, the Undead army charged forward.

Countless battle flags suddenly rose up, fluttering in the wind. In the sky, countless gargoyles flew out from the castle, pouncing towards the silver army.

The air was filled with the scent of death. A great battle was imminent.

The two groups of soldiers charged at the same time, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

In the battlefield, the black and white legions were as densely packed as ants. They simultaneously charged towards the same target, Ron, who was at the center of the battlefield.

"Don't — don't come near me …"

Ron's heart nearly leaped out of his throat. He was the only one standing out in the middle of the battlefield, and once the soldiers arrived, it was enough to crush him into meat paste.

Rönn closed his eyes, feeling the soldiers dart past him.

Ron was surprised to see that the soldiers had ignored him and had gone straight through him.

"Eh? What was going on? Am I dead? This is just a soul? " Ron was puzzled by his own situation.

The two armies finally met in a formal collision that produced a deafening sound. A powerful force suddenly appeared and began to spread in all directions.

Ron could only see a bright white light in front of him, so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he felt as if he were being crushed into a lump of meat paste.

In a trance, he vaguely saw something.

Crimson Skeleton Flag!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Ron sat up abruptly, eyes wide, breathing hard, and found himself in a warm cave where the fire was crackling.

It turned out that everything was a dream. However, this dream was truly too frightening, yet it was also so real.

In front of the fire squatted a girl with long white hair that fell almost to her waist, and when she heard him wake she turned her head and gave him a beautiful smile.

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