eadx ();? Kathleen's face was listless now, the bones in one of her arms broken and hanging limply to one side, her other hand held up by Tommy's guard, her mouth full of blood.

Tommy laughed, a smug smile on his handsome face, and looked at his spoils of war, and shook his head with a "tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-," and said, "Oh, poor Miss Catherine, that hurt hand must hurt!"

Catherine's hand did indeed hurt, but she cursed, "Pah, you bastard, you despicable, vulgar little man! Put aside your cheap sympathy, I don't need you to pity me … "

Catherine's eyes were full of hatred, as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

"Ha ha!" Tommy smiled good-naturedly, like a big brother next door, and suddenly his face changed. He reached out and grabbed Catherine by the hair and said fiercely, "I don't have time to sympathize with you, the remnant of Ebia. Tell me, where is the leader of your" dark "organization?"

Tommy's attitude suddenly changed. Many people couldn't react in time. This was also one of his psychological methods. From this method, it could be seen that this guy wasn't an idiot.

Kathleen's head was lifted up, her face alternating between red and white. She spat fiercely and said coldly, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why are you blabbering on so much? You want me to hand over the 'Dark' organization? That's just a dream …"

"Seems like you don't want to say it!" Tommy sneered and let go of her hair. He pulled a white kerchief from his white suit and wiped his hands and looked at Catherine with disdain.

"Miss Catherine, if you think death is the most terrible thing, you are quite mistaken."

He pointed at the sturdy guards and said with a smile, "My guards have not tasted women for a long time. Hehe, Second Miss is so beautiful. If I were to reward you to them, they would be very happy!"

Tommy's face was full of cruel ferocity. He had already figured out how to torture this damned remnant of the Ebia. The surrounding guards let out a lecherous laugh as they looked this helpless girl in front of them with their tinted eyes.

As if seeing her impending doom, Catherine's face paled a little. She bit her lower lip, tears welled up in her eyes, and tried not to cry out loud.

From the beginning to the end, the girl named Omicade hadn't made a move. She just stood there quietly, watching the scene from the sidelines.

At this moment, her eyebrows creased slightly. She gently raised her head.

Although he was interrogating Catherine, Tommy had been secretly watching her face. He did not understand this woman who was about to become his wife, but he also knew that this woman could not be offended. When he saw her unfriendly face, he quickly said with a smile, "Miss Omega, are you dissatisfied with the way I handle things? "Sigh, you might not know it yet, but she is a former remnant of the royal family of the Kingdom of Ebia and she deserved to die!"

The noble girl called Omicade snorted. "I have no interest in internecine fighting between humans. However, you seem to have offended someone who is not to be trifled with."

Tommy was still confused. "What... What existence is this? "

Omicade's gaze moved up and at some point, a young man in a black robe appeared at the top of the tree, staring at them coldly.

Omicade frowned slightly. That human didn't seem to be easy to deal with …

The figure at the top of the tree was Ron, who had come back, and he was discovered by Omega as soon as he returned, just in time to see it.

Tommy was surprised at first, but then a hint of disdain came over him, and his mouth twitched a little, revealing a smirk. "Heh heh, why would I think that, it's just a little kid, Miss Katherine, he's your accomplice?"

Catherine did not answer, but lowered her head and prayed in her heart.

Tommy smiled as he slightly ruffled the hair on his forehead. "In that case, I'll catch all of you in one fell swoop!" My valiant guards, go and catch this little devil. Remember, I want him alive! "Go on, high rewards are waiting for you."

Tommy encouraged with a smile.

"Yes sir!"

The Radiant Knight, Light Priest and Water Magister were the three strongest mages among the guards. Tommy was full of confidence as he wanted to capture this black-clothed youth in one go.

"Ron, go, don't worry about me!" Catherine cried, struggling to her feet. Due to her injuries, she had already lost all of her strength. Being pressed down by a few strong guards, a heart-wrenching pain came from her shattered arm.

The three of them quickly arrived under the tree where Ron was standing, surrounding him with the words' presentation '. The radiant knight among them smiled and said, "It's a pity that you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"

The three Master-level experts were definitely a force to be reckoned with. Kathleen did not believe that the tiny Ron could fight against three people, unless he was a Master-level expert.

All the guards ignored Ron, and they could tell that he was young, like a child, no older than twenty. Even at twenty, he was usually not very strong.

Ron did not move, not even looking at the three people under the tree. His dark eyes were fixed on the noble girl named Omicade.

"What is this feeling of increasing danger? Who the hell is she? "

At this time, the water element Magister, that old man, "Tsk tsk", laughed, "This kid is standing so high, it makes me very unhappy. Hehe, just let me blast him off … …"

As he spoke, more than ten ice bullets formed in his hands. With a wave of his hand, they transformed into ten different directions. The flying ice bullets left behind a white trail in the air.

Bang ~ ~ ~ The top of the tree scattered white frost. In an instant, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by several times. White fog began to spread. At this time, the trees began to emit "Pa Pa …" The sound began to break.

The trees could not withstand the powerful force of the ice bullets and fell to the ground with a loud crash, producing a loud noise and a large amount of dust.

A knowing smile appeared in the eyes of Tommy and the guards. This kid actually didn't hide? It looked like he was dead meat.

The smoke cleared, but there was no sign of Ron.

"What?" He's gone? " Everyone was shocked. To be able to disappear under the gaze of so many people, there were only two possible classes. The first was a Magician's Teleportation, while the other was a Thief's Stealth.

A trace of unease flashed through the Brilliant Knight's mind. He searched all over for traces of Ron, and suddenly, his eyes focused, seeing a black fog rapidly condensing behind the Water Magister. He cried out involuntarily, "Be careful, he's behind you!"

It was too late to warn him. The bone spear in Ron's hand pierced through the water elemental mage's body, and a white spear pierced through his back, directly into the mage's heart.

That Magister's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief. Before he died, he never would have thought that he would die at the hands of a sixteen year old youth.

Seeing that Sen's white bone lance didn't reflect any light, this water element mage seemed to have understood something. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and pointed at Ron, "You … …" "You are..."

Before he could finish his words, his body had already fallen to the ground. No one could survive after piercing through their heart.

It happened in a flash, and no one would have thought that a powerful magister would just die like that, without a sound or a trace of color, as if it were not a magister but a little chicken, a little dog.

Fast, too fast! So fast that no one present could react in time. Even Ron was stunned. Did he really kill a Magister so casually?

This was the first time since he had become a necromancer that he had truly battled in a meaningful manner. It was not a sparring between academies, but a battle of life and death. Under the effects of the powerful support from the Staff of Legends, the strength of a necromancer was truly displayed.

Kathleen was both surprised and happy. She knew that Ron was very strong, perhaps stronger than her, but she didn't know that Ron was so strong that he could kill a Water Magister with one hit.

"What?" This little brat? "Impossible …"

A trace of fear appeared on Tommy's face. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Be careful, this kid is very strong! "Everyone attack together, kill him..."

"Damn it! I actually can't see through this little brat's occupation, could it be that there's something wrong with my eyes? " He held his shield in front of him, raised the scepter in his hand, and lunged at Ron.

Soon after, the Cleric followed suit.

"Kill …" Under the lead of two strong Division Warriors, the guards charged towards Ron. In a blink of an eye, Ron was surrounded by enemies on all sides. As long as he could not deal with them properly, he would be minced into meat the next moment.

Catherine's heart was in her throat, and she could hardly bear to look.

Taking a deep breath, a trace of resolution appeared in Ron's eyes. To him, Holy Empire and Holy Church were both his enemies. Against them, he could not be merciful.

His hand drew an arc, and the staff of legends emitted an orange glow. Black soul force wrapped around the tip of the staff, and Ron's eyes gradually turned green.

He formed a claw with his left hand, and a blinding white light appeared in Ron's palm. It spun around and around, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

He focused his gaze on the most powerful Radiant Knight.

At this moment, a trace of intense cold was instantly released, freezing the body of the Radiant Knight.

"This is bad!"

The Radiant Knight instinctively sensed danger and immediately activated his Divine Guardian.

It's no use. It'll only make you die faster. He coldly said, "Explode!"

"Boom —"

The strong white mist spread out in all directions like waves, freezing all the people around the Radiant Knight in an instant. They were unable to move, and even if they could, it would be very difficult for them to move.

This was the Lich King's unique skill — "Frost Nova". This skill was extremely powerful, and no one knew where he learned it from. They only knew that this skill that did not belong to Necromancy was passed down through the generations as Necromancy Magic.

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