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dorm 302 was a complete mess. Many people had just come over and made the dorm look like a marketplace. After finally getting rid of those people, the entire dorm became quiet. Before they could clean up, Aurora had already gathered everyone to meet up.

A simple table surrounded a few long sofas. Room 302 held a meeting according to Aurora, mainly to discuss Ron's matters.

Aurora let out a long sigh. "We were all wrong back then. This guy has been hiding it from us. He obviously has such powerful strength, but he didn't mention it at all …"

Lan Terry nodded, "No wonder Shaya said that she wants to take revenge on Ron. I was wondering, with Ron's strength, how could he possibly take revenge on Shaya?" "It seems like all of this has been easily resolved."

Kara Qi clapped her hands and said, "Now, there's another expert in our dorm …"

"Yeah!" Kydd said with a smile, "A hundred strong men against us in our dorm, I can tell everyone that they have a lot of face. These days, quite a few bosses have personally come to ask me about it, and they are very polite to me. I, Fatty, have never had such a long face since I was a kid …"

Manny covered her mouth and laughed as well. "This fellow sure has hidden his skills well …"

"However, what I find strange is that guy is just a necromancer. Where did he get such a powerful skill? I really want to see him fight with my own eyes …"

"What a pity!" Aurora snorted coldly and said, "He caused so much trouble and was locked up in the dungeon under the orders of Vice Headmaster d'Abbs. If not, I will definitely find him and compare him with me. Let's see just how powerful he is …"

Aurora was annoyed that Ron had kept his true power from her.

Manny looked at her and said, "I heard it was a big deal. A lot of the students were injured, and their teachers blocked Vice President d'Abbs's office, even though d'Abbs imprisoned Ron, probably to save him."

"Humph!" "How could this dabbs be so kind …" She didn't seem to like d'Abbs much either.

Lan Terry smiled. "This is great. Our dorm has an additional expert. There's hope in the ranking tournament. At least we won't be at the bottom of the ranking tournament …"

His words made Lan Terry's face turn red. He couldn't say anything, and only hoped that he wouldn't fall to the bottom. Such a state of mind was truly hopeless.

At this point, Karachi put her head in her hands, blinked her eyes, and said, "Do you think that with this incident causing so much trouble, Ron would be expelled?"

Hearing Kara Qi's words, everyone tensed up. After the past few days, they had all treated Ron as part of their own dorm. With his great strength, it was natural that no one wished for him to be expelled.

"I don't think so!" Priestess Ransome pondered for a moment, pushed his glasses and said, "Although Ron caused a huge disaster this time, destroying the corridor for a hundred years and injuring nearly a hundred students, this also confirmed his strength. People with such strength will be welcomed wherever they go, and the academy will naturally not do anything that destroys its own Great Wall …"

"Really? Are you sure?" Kydd jumped with joy.

"My feelings can't be wrong!" Lonsim smiled.

"Great!" Kydd, Langtry, Karachi, and the others clapped.

"What's so good about that!" "This guy has been keeping us in the dark for so long, we have to show him what we can when we come back …"

… ….

In the gloomy and damp dungeon of Baroque Academy, there were traces of light. From these light rays, it could be seen whether it was day or night.

He had actually imprisoned Ron, in this dark dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and damp, with water droplets on the walls and the occasional squeak of rats. The cobwebs hanging from the corners had been growing for a long time, until they were the size of a human palm.

Ron had grown up in a tough environment and felt nothing about it. The only thing he felt guilty about was that he had caused such a disaster and didn't know how to end it.

"Sigh, this is bad. I hope those people are okay!" He looked back and felt a twinge of regret. They were all schoolmates, there was no need for such a heavy hand, but the situation was not his choice.

"After causing such a huge mess, I'm probably going to be expelled, right..." "But this is good as well. According to Grandpa Hou Meilin, if I were to travel elsewhere, my knowledge would also increase quite a bit. It's a pity, though, that I still have many things I haven't understood. There are still many books in the library that I haven't read yet. I've only read half of the book, sigh …"

"Whatever, whatever! Let him handle it as he pleases!" No matter what, I will accept it. " Ron slapped his head in frustration and sat down, "Since I'm already here, I might as well train a bit more when I have time. It's also good to increase my own strength …"

Ron sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and soon entered a state of cultivation. His five fingers curled into a claw, and a wave of soul force surged out crazily. Yin energy surrounded his body, and the black ball of light in his hand floated up and down.

The black ball of light contained an extremely powerful soul force, and by releasing it, he used up all of his soul force, and then used a unique cultivation method to reform it.

Training is very boring, but compared to a warrior's training, it can already be considered very comfortable. A warrior's training of dou qi requires him to temper his body, strengthen his attributes, and allow his body to contain more dou qi elements. However, the mages and necromancers just sat there, unmoving.

To train in Necromancy, the most important part was talent.

After cultivating for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, a squeak sounded from a corner of the dungeon. A large grey rat that weighed almost three pounds ran past Ron.

With a flick of his wrist, a bone spike appeared out of thin air, transforming into a streak of white light.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A crisp sound rang out from the corner. The poor big mouse's body had been miserably penetrated by the bone spikes and nailed to the wall. It was still desperately struggling with its life on the line.

Ron opened his eyes and couldn't help but feel pleased with himself as he looked at Lao Shu's corpse. Hmph, you actually dared to interrupt my training.

After a while, the mouse finally stopped moving, and Ron's eyes, fixed on the mouse's wall, widened in surprise.

"What is this?"

There was a small hole in the wall where the rat had been nailed, and Ron's eyes, even in the dark, were keen, and he knew that this was definitely not normal.

He walked over to the wall and reached for the bone spur and the rat's body.

It was impossible to tell how long the dungeon had been there, but the stone on the wall had long since been peeling off, and with a light touch of Ron's hand, large chunks of stone began to fall.

"Eh? "What is this?" It was as if Rönn had discovered a new world. He saw that on the mottled walls, some hard materials had appeared. Those materials were neither gold nor wood nor stone, and they were ice-cold to the touch.

Something like a wooden handle caught Ron's eye, and without thinking, he involuntarily put his hand on it and gently pulled it down.

"Crack crack crack …"

A crisp mechanical sound startled Ron, and the mechanical sound was strident, as if it had not been activated for a long time.

After a slight vibration, Ron opened his eyes in surprise. Half of the wall in front of him had already sunk in, and a huge hole had appeared. A long staircase led directly down from the hole, making it impossible to see the end of it.

"Could this be the legendary secret chamber?" A question mark rose in Ron's mind.

There was a sinister feeling in the cave, and standing in front of the cave entrance, he felt a cold, bone-piercing chill.

Why? Why is my heart beating so hard? For some reason, Ron felt his hair stand on end. There was a dangerous smell coming from the gloomy cave entrance, and a cold wind blew in, causing him to shudder involuntarily.

"Should I go in or not?" Ron hesitated, and the dark hole opened like a monster's mouth and tried to swallow him.

"If only Grandpa Homerin was here, he would have been able to come up with some ideas …" Ron gave a long sigh, and missed his grandfather.

Finally, after much deliberation, Ron could not suppress his curiosity. Step by step, he walked down the stairs, thinking that even if there were any accidents inside, he would be able to handle them with his own strength.

The stairs were very dark, very dark, and Ron had to drive his undead magic 'night vision' to the maximum extent possible in order to just barely see something. He held the stairs and walked down, one step at a time, carefully and carefully.

Ron's heart thumped. "Puff, puff …" Jumping nonstop, sweat covered his palms. With every step he took, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to danger. It was as if there was something in front of him waiting for him.

The descending staircase seemed to have no end. After walking for an unknown period of time, suddenly, Ron stopped in his tracks, realizing that he had reached the end of the stairs.

"It's gone just like that?" Ron looked around blankly, unable to find a way out, but the fear in his heart grew.

Suddenly, he felt something hard and protruding out of the wall. He reached out his hand and pushed. At this time, he heard a burst of "Zha Zha Zha …" The mechanical sound.

The stone door was slowly pushed open, revealing traces of bright lights.

"Yah!"

Ron used his hand to block the sudden light. In the dark environment, the light that suddenly appeared made it hard for him to open his eyes, even though the light wasn't blinding.

Through the gaps in his fingers, Ron could finally make out what was in front of him. It was an extremely hidden basement, and the blinding light came from the Night Pearls on top of the basement.

Under the bright light of the night pearls, there lay a stone coffin. It was the only thing in the entire basement, a clean and tidy basement with nothing but a sarcophagus.

Ron's sense of unease was even stronger, and he already knew that it came from the sarcophagus.