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The bearded leader sneered, "I knew these people are tough. They used up all their strength, yet they still refuse to surrender!" He smiled and made a cutting gesture.

"Yes sir!" "Get ready!" The paladins raised their swords high, and white Holy Light gathered.

The group of black-clothed men also knew that their lives were coming to an end. Their eyes were filled with hatred as they raised their arms and shouted.

"Undead will not die, calamities will not be annihilated …"

"Undead will not die, calamities will not be annihilated …"

The bearded commander clenched his teeth and said, "Kill …"

"No!" Ron's eyes widened in fear. He could already see the clothing of the mysterious black clothed people. They were Necromancers.

One by one, the Undead Mages who had lost their ability to resist the Holy Bolt fell to the ground, crying out in agony. Soon, there was no one left alive.

"Very good!" The bearded commander nodded in satisfaction, "In the future, don't even bother asking about those heretics. Kill them all if you meet them …"

"Heretic!"

Hearing this word, Ron's eyes immediately turned red. At the same time, he also saw the eye-catching Holy Cross on the bodies of the Holy Knights.

"God … Teach … "Ding..."

Ron spat the words through his clenched teeth, and then his eyes began to blur and blur.

At this moment, the soul ring in Ron's hand strangely lit up.

"Strange! Why was it that the soul force that had lost control of itself began to slowly gather? Was there a sign that things had turned for the better? "That's impossible!" He was surprised to see that Ron's situation was slowly improving.

The violent soul energy returned to calm, and the black gas that had been swirling around Ron's body continued along the old route. Ron's breathing had become calmer, and after a long time he opened his eyes.

A kind face caught Ron's eye, and he looked at him quietly, his eyes full of concern. "You're awake?"

"Grandpa Homerin, what's wrong with me?" Rönn shook his head as he came back to his senses. Only then did he realize that his clothes were already soaked through.

"You lost control of your soul force, and almost collapsed …" Grandpa Homerin didn't disobey his words, "But luckily, I was able to get away with it …"

"I... I dreamed about that war again. " Ron thought back to the scene in the dream and felt a sense of dread. The war had been far worse than he had been.

The mountains of corpses and rivers of blood formed a shocking scene.

"It's common to have nightmares, but you have the same dream every time. That's a bit of a twist!" Hou Meilin thought for a moment, "Perhaps you are under too much pressure during this period of time. All you do is train and study everyday, and you don't pay attention to rest." "Be at ease, even the Church of Calamity is not built in a day …"

"I understand, Grandpa Hou Meilin, I will pay attention …" Ron nodded.

"Wait!" "Ron, why did your soul force suddenly increase so much?"

"Ah — —" Ron was stunned and quickly checked. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his soul force had greatly increased. At this moment, his strength had explosively risen to the advanced stage 7 level.

"What is this?" Ron was at a loss what to do, and his pleading eyes were fixed on Homerin, whose sudden surge in power was not to be expected.

"I don't know either, but I'm sure this is a good thing …" "Don't worry, Ron, there's nothing wrong with your body.

Rönn heaved a sigh of relief, "Then we can be at ease!"

Suddenly, his gaze focused as he had a feeling in his heart, and he abruptly stood up.

"What's the matter, Ron?"

"Then... There seems to be something over there … " Ron felt as if something were calling to him, making his body involuntarily move forward.

"Is there something there?" In his heart, Komelin was even more confused. What could there be in that small patch of grass? How could I not know? But then again, how would you know?

Ron walked slowly into the grass, holding his breath as he brushed the tall grass aside.

"What?" What entered their eyes was a corpse. This corpse was not unfamiliar to them; it was the headless god corpse that had fled after being attacked by the three Saint realm experts of Baroque City.

The headless god corpse's body was riddled with wounds, its entire body was covered in burnt black scars, the blood had stopped flowing, but the split open wound still made people feel terrified.

"Why is this body here?"

Hou Meilin thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it fled here that night. Logically speaking, after being refined into a zombie, unless it is destroyed, it will not run away without the order of a controller! This body has a lot of secrets... "

"So it's dead now?" Ron boldly touched the headless god corpse with his fingers, but there was no response.

"For a corpse that has already died, there is no such thing as death, unless its body is directly destroyed!" Hou Meilin glanced at the headless god corpse and said, "It seems that this zombie has lost its ability to move due to its severe injuries. As long as it is treated, it should be able to be used!"

"Cure... Treat him well? How to treat it? "What if it attacks me after I cure it?" said Ron.

"Using Death Bind can cure undead creatures …" "It is hard to say whether it will attack you or not. To be honest, you are not strong enough to control it …"

"Then forget it!" Rönn thought for a while and gave up. This headless god corpse was simply too powerful, it would be bad if it caused another great disaster. Besides, he was the one who was the closest to the danger, "Bury it here, don't let it run out to harm others …"

Hou Meilin sighed and shook his head, "How rare is a god's corpse? It's too much of a pity to give it up just like that!"

"Then what should we do?"

Hou Meilin pondered for a moment and said, "Seal the corpse, seal it. When you are able to control it with your strength, you will be able to use it!"

Rowan thought for a moment. That was fine too, seal it and hide it. He would use it when he was strong enough and was able to control it. Leaving it for now would be a disaster!

A beam of black light entered the headless god corpse's head and gradually spread down to its body. A moment later, the body of the headless god corpse looked like a black spider web that covered it entirely.

This is the "corpse seal", which binds all of its energy. This seal can even make a corpse fall into deep sleep … "

"Alright!" Ron looked up, sweating. A black ball of light jumped in Ron's palm. Without any hesitation, he threw it at the headless god corpse.

A layer of mist rose before his eyes. The small black ball seemed to have been absorbed by the headless god corpse, as if it were a pebble thrown into a paste. A small ripple appeared on it.

Ripples spread out. After a while, the wounds on the headless god corpse began to lengthen crazily. Soon, it was completely fine again.

Putting the headless god corpse into his space bag, Ron walked back to dorm 302 in the twilight.

The moment he returned to the dormitory, he saw Fatty and the others anxiously walking around. The moment he saw them, he said, "Ron, where did you go today? We've been looking for you all day."

"What?" Ron was stunned.

"Something has happened!" Aurora walked over anxiously. "Lan Terry has been taken away by Khafir …"

"What?" "Langtry?" As soon as he got back to the dormitory, he heard the news.

"Big brother Ron, please save my brother …"

"What the hell is going on?"

Fatty handed over an envelope. "This is the letter that Hyfis wrote for you. Take a look!"

Ron quickly took it and opened it. There weren't many words on it, just a simple sentence.

"If you want to return to your dorm, then come to the old equipment warehouse 107 …"

After reading the letter, Ron pondered for a moment with a questioning expression in his eyes, "The old equipment warehouse 107?"

"I know that!" Manny took a deep breath and said, "The old equipment warehouse 107 is located about two kilometers to the west of the academy. It used to be the academy's equipment warehouse, but it has now been abandoned and has become the base of Hailey's group …"

"I think that's where Lan Terry is being held …" Manny said at last.

"So he's going to challenge me, but..." Ron frowned. "Right now, students are strictly forbidden from fighting amongst themselves. I wonder what his purpose for calling me over is?"

Aurora said, "The prohibition of private duels has always been empty talk. Although so many things have happened in the academy a few days ago, in actuality, this rule has never been implemented well …"

"A hundred percent chance!" Aurora said affirmatively.

"It can't be?" "A few days ago, the dean came out of seclusion and announced his decision to strictly forbid students from engaging in private duels. Do they really dare to go against the will of the world? You took the initiative to start a private fight? "

"It's hard to say who they are!" Aurora said solemnly.

Rönn sighed, "No matter what, we have to go there, even if it is the den of a dragon or a tiger …"

His gaze gradually turned resolute. "I also want to give it a try …"

"Yes!" "Langtry is a member of our dorm. We have to get him out no matter what!"

"Hold on..." Fatty thought for a moment, rolled his eyes and smiled sinisterly, "We can call more people over. Anyway, the challenge book did not say that we can't bring anyone!"

"Right, pull as much as you can, bring out the momentum!" "First, I'll put pressure on Khafir, second, I'll attract the attention of the academy's higher-ups. Third, I'll be able to help out a little …"

"Yes!" Ron nodded.

Fatty walked around the dorms, and soon, there were close to a hundred people downstairs. However, when they heard that the one they were going to deal with was Khafir, they all felt uneasy. Some of them started to quietly retreat, and in the end, there were only thirty or so people left.

What a joke. Ron, this skeleton, would actually dare to provoke Khafir. If he was powerful, then there might not be a problem, but it was not certain who else would be able to do it.

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