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"What's wrong with her?" said Ron, startled at the sight of the unconscious Aurora.

Cardina forced a smile. "It's fine, she just used up too much energy and fainted!"

Ron went to check on her. Aurora was still alive, but she was still alive, and he was relieved.

At this time, Shaya said worriedly, "Ron, it's a bit dangerous right now. All of our combat power has been used up, even the Priests have lost their magic power. Now, all of us are injured. If we were attacked by strange beasts or other mercenary groups, we wouldn't have any strength to fight back."

"Isn't there still Ron?"

"Ron is not bad, but what I mean is, should we move out of the way, find a hidden place to heal first, and then make our plans …"

Angel's face was full of pain as she shook her head and said, "No, my leg is injured. I can't move at all …"

Shaya swept her eyes over the crowd. Apart from her, everyone else had been seriously injured. It was not realistic to think that they would have to act now.

Sighing, Shaya turned to Rancy and Misoya and asked, "How long will it take for you to recover your magic power?"

"At least one night, he can cure all the injuries of the team. But if we want to continue on, it will take at least one more day..."

Misoya did not say anything, but only nodded slightly. She was about the same strength as Rancy, and it was at this time as well.

"So we must stay here all night!" She waved her hand and said, "Forget it, this is something that cannot be helped. Ron, we have already used up all of our strength. The rest is up to you!"

"No problem!" I will do my best! " He thought for a moment, then said, "Actually. Actually... I have another solution... "

"You have a way?" Shaya blinked twice and asked, "What do you have to do?"

The only way Ron could think of was to release the zombie Aryan, but he was afraid that this would cause unease among the crowd. After all, in their eyes, refining the enemy's corpse into a combat tool was an extremely evil act.

Ron hesitated.

"Ron, what's wrong?" Shaya asked curiously. If you have a way, just say it! "

"Ron, don't worry, I think everyone will accept that. Besides, there are no outsiders here. No one will tell anyone about you!"

She glanced at Merklin, whose face was flushed. Cardina meant that no one else was an outsider.

"Alright!" Ron finally nodded. "I hope it didn't scare you."

As he spoke, the soul ring in his hand flashed, and the zombie Aryan appeared in front of everyone.

The sudden appearance of a living corpse in front of their eyes scared everyone. When the zombie Aryan used a healing spell to heal everyone, their eyes were only filled with amazement.

Shaya sighed, "Is this also Necromancy?" "How amazing, to be able to revive a corpse. If we don't look carefully, we wouldn't even be able to tell that it's a corpse …"

Ransome added, "What's even more unexpected is that this corpse actually possesses the same magic and skills as before it died. It should have been a priest before it died!"

"Yes!" Ron nodded.

Everyone was baptized by what Ron called "evil magic." After all, to them, Ron was full of mystery. As long as they had power, it didn't really matter whether the power they cultivated was evil or not.

Only Mecklin snorted softly and turned his head away.

With the addition of the zombie Aryan, everyone's injuries recovered immediately. Although their qi and magic hadn't recovered yet, they could at least move around a little. This made them feel a lot more at ease.

Under Ron's lead, team Barovacs quickly moved away. They no longer wanted to stay in this place full of corpses.

Arriving at a small ravine, they chose a place to stay out of the wind. The Baroque Academy team set up camp there, and every adventurer had their own tent in their space bags, preparing to take advantage of the situation. The likes of Ron and the others were no exception.

In a little while, eleven tents were raised in a small ravine, and eleven tents were arranged in a circle around the campfire, which made it easier to coordinate and coordinate with each other during times of danger.

The bonfire, the fragrant cooked meat, and the extremely low degree of wheat wine made this place the happiest paradise for adventurers. Only at this moment would their nerves finally relax a little.

After fighting for an entire day, everyone was tired. After hastily eating their food, they entered the tent. They could only recover their strength faster if they had a better rest.

Merklin was still in the group, unexpectedly silent, and to Ron's surprise, it seemed as if everyone in the group didn't like him, even Shaya and Cardena in their dorm didn't even look at him.

But Ron didn't take it to heart either.

The night was so quiet. The red sun had already set in the sky, replacing it with a blue moon. The azure moon hung high in the sky, shining down on the earth and making it seem so cold.

Naturally, Ron was on guard that night, protecting the team's safety. Currently, he was the only one capable of doing such a thing.

Eight "crows" were hovering in the air. They were squatting on the treetops, and their sixteen small eyes were quietly watching the ground. Not even the slightest movement from the ground could escape their eyes.

Ron sat cross-legged in the tent, using his soul force to control the crow's movements. At the same time, he was deep in thought as he held the "legendary Staff of Black Water" in his hand.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside him.

"Grandpa Homerin!" Ron couldn't help but smile as he looked at the image of Komelin.

"Ron, the poison sac you got from the seventh level mutated beast today!"

"It's here!" Hearing this, Ron carefully took out the two items from his spatial space. The Giant Poison Frog King's poison sac looked like a tumor, with a dark green body and sticky mucus on the surface.

"Grandpa Homerin, what is the use of this thing?" said Ron excitedly, thinking that the poison sac was going to be useful.

"Refine the venom ball!"

Hou Meilin smiled and said, "This is a magic jewel used by Necromancers. Its purpose is to increase the attack power of the poison. After wearing this venom ball, any undead magic attacks that don't belong to the summoning class will carry poison damage …"

"Any non-Summon type undead magic attacks will carry poison damage?" Ron's eyes lit up. "There's such a thing?"

Hou Meilin smiled, "This is just an ordinary toy!"

"Great, Grandpa Holmerin, please teach me how to make it!" Ron couldn't wait.

… ….

After tinkering around in the tent for a long time, Ron finally produced the Venom Ball under the guidance of Komelin.

Just like what Hou Meilin had said, this was a piece of magical jewelry. The main ingredient that it needed was the poison sac of the seventh level mutated beast, the Toxic Giant Frog King.

The production of the Venom Ball came as a surprise to Ron. This thing was just an ordinary bracelet, but after putting it on, a cyan ball lightly revolved around his wrist, looking extremely strange.

"Is this the Sphere of Venom?" Ron was a little taken aback. How does it work? "

"Summon a bone spike and take a look!" Komelin laughed.

There was a sizzling sound, and a plume of white smoke rose into the air, accompanied by a strong irritating smell. Ron frowned.

At this moment, Ron was surprised to find that the bone spike had left a deep, corrosive mark on the ground.

Ron was astounded. "It can't be, it's actually that magical?"

He blinked his eyes and asked in puzzlement, "Grandpa Hou Meilin, isn't this the same as the 'Poison Bone Dagger'?"

"It's not the same!" Hou Meilin waved his hand, "The Tempering Bone Dagger is just a necromancy magic, it has its limits, such as the range, but this venom ball can automatically add poison to all the non-summoning necromancy magic, imperceptibly increasing your strength by a big step …"

"So, my strength has increased again?"

"You can say that!"

At this time, Hou Meilin's complexion suddenly changed. He frowned, slowly raised his head, and looked into the distance.

At this time, the ground shook slightly.

"Grandpa Homerin, what's wrong? What happened? " Ron asked, standing up with a flash of foreboding.

Komelin's finger was slightly raised, his eyes were shining brightly, "It seems like... There were two extremely powerful forces at war … However... "It's too far, I can't be sure …"

Ron said in surprise, "Extremely powerful strength? Could it be a Saint-level expert? "

Hou Meilin nodded, "It's very possible, but the distance is too far, I can't be sure!"

At this moment, the tremors on the ground became more and more intense, to the point that even standing would be able to sense it.

"This is bad!" Komelin's face changed, "This power is going to bring about a disaster!"

"Disaster?"

Ron hurried out of the tent just as a distant volcano erupted with an earthshaking roar.

Immediately afterwards, a pillar of fire shot up into the sky, and flames spewed out of it. At the same time, the smoke and dust from the volcanic eruption spread out rapidly, filling the entire sky.

The burning flames brought with it rocks as they continuously smashed down. The mountains crumbled, the earth cracked, and trees burned. Large amounts of lava brought along scorching hot soil as it rushed down the hill.

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