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"Let me do it!"

He could see that this beautiful girl was doing her best to protect him. This kind of behavior made him feel a little comfortable, but at the same time, it also made him a little unhappy. It was very bad to be looked down upon, especially in front of a beautiful woman like Kathleen.

"Skeleton Bravehearts!"

As soon as Ron cast his summoning spell, one Skeleton Bravehearts scrambled out of the ground. They held gigantic bone axes in one hand and large shields in the other. Their green eyes were locked onto the enemies in front of them.

As Ron spread out his summoning skill, more and more Skeleton Bravehearts stood out. Many of the Skeleton Bravehearts lined up in a row to form a shield wall to counter the numerous guards from the Salter Family.

"What is this?"

"Yes …" It's a Necromancer! "

"What?" This is the Necromancer who is known for being trash? "

The appearance of the Skeleton Warriors stunned the guards. However, they were quickly roused.

"There's no need to be afraid. These people have no combat prowess. Go and kill them!" a man who looked like a captain shouted.

"Kill him!"

"Kill …"

The captain's words dispelled all of the guards' worries. They waved the weapons in their hands, madly rushing towards those brave skeletons.

"Kill!" Killing intent flashed in Ron's eyes. This scene did not allow him to think any further.

The Skeleton Bravehearts launched a violent counterattack.

"What?"

"Damn it!" This damned thing is so strong! "

Only then did the guards realize, to their horror, that these skeletons in front of them were not just empty skeletons. They were truly powerful, and every one of them could match up to a trainee warrior.

Kathleen's mouth was wide open, enough to swallow a duck egg. She rubbed her eyes and looked at everything in front of her with disbelief. A Necromancer had actually blocked more than a hundred of the Apprentice level guards outside.

"This is impossible!"

Although Catherine could not believe it, her opinion of Ron had completely changed. The way she looked at him was filled with admiration, and even a little adoration.

"This is too powerful, is this really a Necromancer?" Catherine exclaimed.

At this moment, the battle on the battlefield had undergone a fundamental change. Due to the underestimation of the Skeleton Bravehearts' strength, the morale of the guards of the Salter family plummeted. Under the frenzied assault of Ron and the Skeleton Bravehearts, they were forced to retreat step by step.

At this moment, a voice came from the bottom of Ron's heart, "Ron, don't keep fighting, there's an expert coming! His strength must be at least at the Master Level. Quickly finish the battle here! "

This was a reminder from Homelin, who had not spoken, not even mentioned, since Ron had entered the Salters' household, and now he could not help but speak.

"What?" A master level expert? " Ron's heart skipped a beat, knowing that if they continued to tangle with each other, he and Catherine would not be able to escape either.

"Catherine! What are you still standing there for? There are experts coming from there. Let's finish this quickly! " said Ron.

"Oh!" "Yes!" Only now did Kathleen recover from her shock and she quickly joined in the battle. At this moment, Ron's forces were greatly increased, and this nimble Thief, Kathleen, was constantly shuttling between the Skeleton Bravehearts. With the protection of these undead monsters, she was even more at ease.

A guard was entangled with a Skeleton Braveheart. He did not notice that a black shadow flew past him. A bloody wound immediately appeared on his neck, then he fell unwillingly.

Under the cover of the Skeleton Bravehearts, it was very difficult for the guards in combat to notice this thief, Kathleen. She used her high speed and excellent concealing techniques to easily reap the lives of the guards.

At this moment, the guard captain realized that something was wrong and shouted anxiously, "Be careful of that Thief!"

Ron, on the other hand, was even more anxious. His intuition was telling him that the strong ones of the Salter family were about to arrive.

"We can't keep pestering him. Die!" Ron's eyes turned blood-red. He raised the light green bone staff in his hand high up, and a black mist emanated from the bone staff. Soul force surged out from the staff.

"Bone Prison!"

"Ka …" Crack … Crack … "Ka …"

Numerous bone prisons suddenly appeared, imprisoning the guards and rendering them unable to move.

"This... "What is this?"

"Let me out!"

Everyone knew what it meant to be deprived of one's freedom of movement at such a crucial moment. Many people gritted their teeth and brandished their swords to break the 'bone prison', but how could Ron's' bone prison 'be so easily broken.

"Bone Thrust!"

Of course, Ron wouldn't let these people off. Although they were innocent in his revenge plan, at this moment, he couldn't care less.

Spurs like arrows rained down from the sky. Their target was naturally the immobilized guards of the Salter family. They were imprisoned inside the bone prison and could only watch helplessly as the white light shot towards their heads.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~ Woosh ~ ~ ~ Woosh ~ ~ ~"

At the same time, all the heads exploded. No one was able to avoid Ron's attack.

Catherine's beautiful eyes flashed as she looked at Ron with even greater admiration.

"What are you still standing there for?" "Hurry up and leave!"

Ron leaped onto the back of a Skeleton Warrior and sped up his Skeleton Haste, Ron's own self-created riding skill.

The reason why he didn't ride a Skeleton Braveheart was because their armor was too heavy and they couldn't run fast.

Only then did Kathleen regain her senses and cast the Thief's "Gale Technique". She quickly caught up to Ron, and her speed was not slow at all.

The injured clan leader called him over and beat him up. Pushkin didn't dare to retort, because if he wasn't the younger brother of clan leader Jia Lie, he was afraid that the position of the leader of the family guards would also be taken away.

When he arrived at the scene, he was so angry that his lungs were about to burst. The bodyguards' corpses were strewn all over the place, and the blood on the ground was mixed with white brain matter. The scene was extremely bloody.

"Damn it!" Pushkin stomped his foot fiercely, his face contorted in anger. He grabbed one of the guards who was still breathing and asked in a stern voice, "Where did the other two go?"

"Then... Over there! " The guard pointed to the east. He had only one breath left before he died.

Pushkin coldly threw down the corpse, and said hatefully, "Good heavens, to dare offend the Salter family, I want to see what kind of power is going to deal with our family!" Pushkin had taken Ron and the others for some other force to cause trouble.

"Charge!"

Pushkin was extremely angry. His body trembled, and an extremely powerful fire battle-qi spread throughout his entire body, turning him into a fiery man.

His figure moved, shooting up into the air like a cannonball and disappearing from where he stood.

"Kathleen, there's a master level expert chasing us! He's so fast!" "I'm afraid we won't be able to escape …" "What now?"

"Don't be afraid!" "To the east of Duke Salter's estate, there is a dark river. We can escape by following the underground passage!"

"Alright!" Ron nodded quickly and ordered the Skeleton Warriors to run faster.

"We've already seen the underground river!" Right now, nothing is more important than running for your life.

In front of them was a small bridge, under which flowed a river that flowed all the way out.

At this moment, Ron turned around and saw a ball of fire rapidly chasing after them. A wry smile appeared on his face, "It seems that we're too late!"

"Damned little thief, you actually dared to come to the Salter family to kill people?" Leave your lives behind! " A cold shout came from the distance, it turned out that Pushkin had already arrived. As he spoke, his figure moved closer, in a moment he was right in front of the two of them.

Pushkin was a big fatty. He wore a set of noble red battle robes, and the muscles on his face seemed to be piled up together, making him look like a giant meatball.

However, his figure did not affect his speed.

Such speed! Ron was shocked by his speed the first time he faced a strong master.

However, his reaction was still quite fast. He chanted an incantation, summoned out a ghastly white bone lance, and thrusted towards Pushkin.

Seeing the bone lance, Pushkin could not help but be stunned, his movements paused for a moment, "What? Necromancer? Dammit, I actually saw a Necromancer in Holy Empire's capital? Is the world too crazy? "

And then he grinned, "Hehe, it seems like you're tired of living. You don't have any strength, yet you dare to cause trouble at the Salter family?"

Pushkin didn't realize how powerful Ron was. Just like what the people of Noah Continent thought, necromancers couldn't withstand a single blow. He was overconfident and directly clawed at the bone lance.

"Boom —"

Pushkin only felt a strong force pushing him back a few steps, causing him to feel a sweet sensation in his throat. He had actually suffered a light injury.

"What?" "Impossible?"

Pushkin's face was filled with disbelief. A Necromancer can actually hurt me?

Ron, on the other hand, was greatly shocked. To him, the power of this division was terrifying to the extreme. The bone spear he thrust with all his might had actually only harmed Pushkin's skin. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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