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There was a wide open space between the two of them, and they faced each other in silence, unaffected by the chaos.

Khafir pulled out a weapon from his spatial space. It was a spiked mace, dark gold in color, which was very different from the azure weapon in Ron's hands. bsp;

"Ron, you're pretty good, but you're still a long way from me, and today I'm going to let you know how the word death is written."

"Very well. I hope your strength is as strong as your words …"

He crossed his hands, and the bone staff in his hands emitted a faint green light. Black gas wrapped around his entire body, making him look as malevolent as a devil.

"Skeleton Bravehearts!"

He tapped lightly on the bone cane in his hand, like a professional commander. Under his command, the ground began to stir, and over twenty Skeleton Bravehearts crawled out from the ground, roaring.

"Boss, these skeletons aren't simple at all. We can't underestimate them …"

"I know!" "I did underestimate him before, but now …" "It won't happen again!"

"Come out, Fanged Tiger!"

Khafir roared, and as he chanted the incantation, a mysterious summoning magic array shot out a blinding light from the ground. The ground looked as if it was about to split open, and in a short while, a giant black beast slowly appeared in Ron's line of sight.

The two sharp fangs were especially eye-catching. On his forehead, a striking "King" character shone with a strong magical aura, a thick claw that was equal to two of an ordinary person's thighs, and a long tail that swung about casually like a whip.

"Ron, be careful!" Aurora exclaimed.

Ron shuddered; he could feel Aurora's faint concern for him.

At this moment, Khafir had already mounted on the tiger's back. His originally large body looked much smaller compared to the tiger's. With a sneer, he clamped onto the tiger's leg. With a low growl, the tiger pounced towards Ron.

Ron's heart skipped a beat, "Skeleton Bravehearts, attack!"

Facing the two-meter-tall long-toothed tiger, the Skeleton Warriors bravely pounced forward. They were soldiers that had originally returned from hell, without any fear, let alone knowing what fear was.

A fierce light flashed in Khafir's eyes, "You are courting death!" With a wave of the mace in his hand, the Skeleton Braveheart was sent flying and heavily crashed into the ground. Although the defense of the Skeleton Braveheart was strong, this strike was enough to break it apart.

The long-toothed tiger pounced, its thick claws easily tearing through the Skeleton Bravehearts' defenses. "Crack!" It tore a Skeleton Braveheart into two, turning it into a cloud of black smoke before disappearing.

The long-toothed tiger's entire body was filled with weapons. With its thick claws, sharp fangs, long tail, and Hyfis riding on its back, the Skeleton Warrior was not a match for it.

The long-toothed tiger was too strong. In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the Skeleton Bravehearts in front of Ron had already fallen and a few of them had already disappeared.

"Damn it!" Ron clenched his fists at his initial defeat.

After the initial nervousness, Khafir roughly understood Ron's strength, and laughed presumptuously, "Haha, Ron, I've overestimated you. So it turns out you're only this strong, you've really disappointed me …"

His eyes were glowing green. "How about this?"

With a tap of the bone staff in his hand, another batch of skeletons crawled up from the ground.

"It's useless. Although these skeletons are very strong, they are useless against me!" Khafir once again raised the spiked club in his hand. A powerful burst of qi exploded and smashed towards the skull of a Skeleton Braveheart. The skull of the Skeleton Braveheart was miserably shattered, and with a howl, it disappeared into thin air.

Skeleton Mage. This time, Ron summoned a Skeleton Mage.

Without chanting, the skeleton mages slowly lifted up the short bone staff in their hands. One by one, magic bullets began to condense in their hands. Fire, water, wind, thunder and earth magic of all attributes were present.

"Be careful, these are magi!" Frances had seen Ron's strength before, and even during the battle she had not uttered a word of warning.

"Mage?" "What?" Khafir was startled, but then he saw that the magic bullets in the skeletons' hands had already started to bombard him.

"Earth Battle Armor!"

Seeing that he was unable to dodge, the earth elemental warrior suddenly released his battle qi. An earthen yellow gas was drawn out from the ground and gathered on his body, forming a wall that surrounded both him and the tiger.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

A large number of magic bullets fell down, causing the Earth Battle Armor to tremble. The earth attributed dou qi was the strongest defense, but it was still almost shattered by the bombardment of Ron's Skeleton Mage.

Khafir gritted his teeth. He was unable to lift his head up from Ron's bombardment of spells, and could only struggle to hold it up. "Damn, I underestimated how strong these skeleton mages are …"

Fatty was at the front of the group. His dagger danced impenetrably and was quickly knocked back by a swordsman, leaving several terrifying wounds on his body.

"Langsem, hurry up and treat Second and Fifth Brother!" He's almost dying! " As she spoke, she released a small fireball to repel the enemy around the fat man.

"I... I can't put it out! " At this moment, Ransome was sweating profusely, but the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made. He could not release the healing techniques that he had practiced thousands of times. Every time he raised the scepter in his hand, all he released was air.

Seeing that the fat man's body was already on the verge of collapse, Kara Qi quickly sent out a few fireballs to cover him while stamping her feet, "Rancy, can you hurry!? Second and Fifth Bro, they … "He's really dying..."

"Me! I know! "I …" For some reason, Rancy raised the scepter in his hand again and again, chanting the incantation, but he could not release any of his strength, much less heal it. He was sweating profusely from anxiety.

At this moment, a Priest who was standing to the side took action. The light beam around Fatty lit up, and the wounds on his body quickly healed.

"Thank you," he said to the new priest.

The freshman nodded, "No need to thank me, senior. However, your healing should be more effective. I don't have much magic power left …"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "It's …" Lonesome Flower's face turned completely red from what his junior had said. He wished that he could find a hole to hide in, but as a Priest, he was unable to cast any healing spells. This was too embarrassing.

In fact, Lonsim was usually considered an outstanding priest, but his healing skills could not be revealed in times of crisis. Sometimes, he would drag the whole dorm down with him, which was why he was kicked out of his dorm to dorm 302.

Although there were many people in Ron's group, most of them were at the apprentice level with the exception of Ou Ruonie and a few other stronger freshmen. They had already mustered their courage to follow Ron here.

Although there were few people on Khafir's side, they held the upper hand. Only Aurora and the others struggled to hold on.

Manny, Fire Element Intermediate Swordsman. She was dressed in a light armour and had a one-handed sword that danced like a snake. Her other hand held a shield as she charged left and right in the crowd.

Compared to Manniorra, she was abnormally strong. Her strength far surpassed the average high-level vocation. She used all sorts of magic arrows, such as Explosive Flame Arrows, Guiding Arrows, Multiple Arrows, Penetrating Arrows, and so on. Every time an arrow was shot, one of the unlucky ones would always fall.

Aurora's opponent was Hyfis' wife, Misoea. This high-ranked priest was not an ordinary one, and with her strength, there was nothing she could do about it.

Aurora's weakness was her weak defense. She complemented Mannie, and they were known as the best duo in dorm 302. Basically, she and Mannie represented the main force in room 302.

"Oh …" "Boss Aurora, let me go up!" Langtry, who had just recovered from Rancy's treatment, could not wait.

"Lan Terry, your body is still weak and unsuitable for battle. You should rest for a bit, I'll protect you …"

"But... "But …" Lan Terry was about to say more, but Aurora cut him off without hesitation. "No need for but, let's do it this way!"

What else could Langtry say? He cocked his head and did as he was told.

On the other hand, the battle between Ron and Khafir had turned white-hot, and Ron, with a bone spear in one hand and a bone shield in the other, was riding a Skeleton Warrior at the crotch. Under the cover of the Skeleton Mage, he attacked Khafir again and again, with the cooperation of the Skeleton Mage.

Although Khafir's long-range battle was suppressed by the Skeleton Mage, close combat was still his strong point, and Ron was also not his opponent. If not for the fact that he often released "bone prison" to restrain Khafir, causing him to lose his ability to move, he would have already been defeated.

At this moment, Khafir had already retracted his contempt for Ron. Those skeletons were no ordinary pain, and even with Khafir's super strong defense, he had still suffered quite a few losses. The tiger below his crotch was also riddled with wounds.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Roars, the sound of weapons clashing, the sound of magic explosions, and various other sounds rose and fell in this abandoned equipment warehouse 107. All sorts of lights were shot out through the windows, and the ground was covered with wolves.

Ron and Khafir's eyes had turned red from the massacre, and their men were almost furious. There were quite a number of people lying on the ground.

All of a sudden, the door to the abandoned equipment warehouse 107 was kicked open, accompanied by an authoritative voice.

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