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Rönn stayed in his office, tidying up the textbooks and teaching plans on his desk. In a while, he still had to attend classes for the undead division.

Due to the recruitment matter, the undead division had fallen behind by more than a month compared to the other divisions.

However, under Ron's pressure, the students improved tremendously after two months of hard work. Class monitor Page had already become a beginner necromancer, and there were quite a few senior-level necromancers among the students. The one who improved the most was Vivian.

Under Ron and Vivian's mobilization, the students all joined the Church of Calamity, becoming the first backbone of the Church of Calamity.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, and this made Hou Meilin very happy. He seemed to have seen the day when the undead magic would be revived.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

There was a knock at the office door, and Ron looked up to see a familiar figure.

"Instructor Shaya!"

Ron nodded politely, looking at Shaya's nearly perfect figure. Even though he looked calm on the surface, he could not help but feel his heart speed up and his face turned red.

Shaya chuckled softly. She just liked to see what Ron looked like at this moment. Even though their love for each other had been quelled, she would pass by his office every day to tease him. It had almost become a habit.

"Going to class?" Shaya asked with a smile on her face.

Ron nodded.

"Me too, let's go together!" Shaya said.

Ron did not refuse, but picked up his stuff and followed Shaya out.

Shaya and Ron walked side by side, looking like a couple from afar.

"Your Undead division is truly hardworking. Aren't you afraid of the children's bodies getting burnt after attending lessons in the day and at night?"

Ron laughed, "There's no other way. If I want to succeed, I have to endure hardships first. My students are also looking forward to the day when they become stronger …"

The two of them chatted for a while, and soon, they arrived at the entrance of Shaya's classroom.

"I'm going in!"

After following Ron for a while, Shaya's eyes were burning with unwillingness to part.

After bidding his farewells to Shaya, Ron quickly made his way to the Undead Department classroom. When he reached the corner, he suddenly saw Vice President d'Abbs running over gasping for breath. When he saw Ron, he said anxiously, "Ron, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time now … "

"Vice President d'Abbs, you have urgent business with me?"

He quickly calmed himself down and said urgently, "Ron, you don't need to worry about anything else, pack your things and leave the academy …"

Ron's body jerked like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. "Vice President d'Abbs, what's wrong?" he asked hurriedly. Did I do something wrong? "

"Ron, you didn't do anything wrong! According to the news from Dean Platz, due to the fact that you killed Wharton, the Council has decided to execute you. The enforcement team is already on their way, and there's nothing the Lord Dean can do about it.

Ron's mood fluctuated sharply, drawing Komelin out, his shadow standing next to Ron, and he asked in surprise, "What is the Council?"

"The council is..." "There's no time to explain, Ron. You'd better pack your things and run."

Although d'Abbs had not said what the Council was, Ron could tell from his expression that this was an existence even higher than Pratz, the President. Otherwise, Pratz would not have said that he was powerless.

At this moment, he had completely calmed down. After pondering for a moment, he said, "I don't have anything to pack, but there are some things I have to tell Vivian …"

"Alright, hurry up. It's over if you're late!" He left in a hurry.

Call Vivian, Ron told her briefly, and Vivian started to worry.

"You're really going, Ron?"

Ron sighed, "There's no other way. Am I really going to die here?"

From the description given by d'Abbs, the enforcement team was not simple.

She bit her lower lip and said, "What about us students?"

Ron felt extremely sorry for these students. He had invited them himself, but right now he had no choice but to leave.

He gritted his teeth and took out a thick book from his space bag, "Here!"

"What is this?" Vivian asked.

"This is the notes on Necromancy that Grandpa Hou Meilin wrote himself. From necromancer to necromancer, this is the culmination of his many years of hard work. Vivian, you have to take good care of this and teach it to the students when you have the chance …"

"Ron, where are you going next?"

"I don't know either!" Ron shook his head, "Let's escape first. Noah Continent is so big, so I might as well find a place to hide for three to five years. I believe that whatever enforcement team is here wouldn't be able to find me!"

Vivian was silent, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the expression of the nearby Hou Meilin changed, "Not good, I feel three very powerful auras rushing over from the west. They are Saint realm experts …"

"What?" Ron's body shook violently, but he was still hoping for a chance. "Could it be the dean and the others?"

"No!" Hou Meilin shook his head decisively, "The auras are different. Those three auras are very unfamiliar!"

Ron's expression finally changed. It looked like the person who had just arrived was called the "Law Enforcement Unit." He made a prompt decision and told Vivian.

"Vivian, I'm going! Take good care of yourself. Also, help me take good care of these students... "

"I will!" Vivian's eyes were red. She knew that the time for parting had come.

"Vivian, remember, one day I will come back. One day …"

Ron gave her one last, deep look, then left her with a final sentence. Slowly, he turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

Holding the thick book in her hands, Vivian's tears finally began to flow uncontrollably. A moment later, she wiped them away, her eyes shining with determination.

… ….

After saying goodbye to Vivian, Ron didn't even return to his dorm. Instead, he used the "Mist Shadow Technique" to increase his speed and ran towards the school gate.

As he passed by the entrance of the Knight Elite class, he happened to meet Shaya. When Shaya saw Ron rushing over, she was stunned for a moment before asking, "Ron, where are you going?"

Ron didn't pause. His figure flashed past, and in a flash he was gone. It was only a moment later that a voice spoke.

"Goodbye!" Shaya...

"Strange?" "How come he said goodbye to me? Why do I feel like he's not coming back after he left …"

At this time, a trace of fear flashed in Shaya's heart. She was pressured by a terrifying aura to the point where she couldn't breathe. She suddenly raised her head and three figures appeared in the sky.

"Saint realm expert?"

Shaya suddenly opened her eyes wide. What was even more frightening was that from the clothing of these three people, they clearly came from the Holy Church …

The arrival of the enforcement team caused a commotion among the students. Faced with the powerful aura in the sky, all of the experts in Baroque City had expressions of fear on their faces.

"This is Baroque Academy?"

There were only three people in the enforcement team. They were all from the Holy Church, including the Holy Emperor Ernst, Judge Ivan, and the Holy Mentor Imena. The one who spoke was Judge Ivan from the Hall of Judgment.

In order to kill Ron, Pope Ernst himself had come out.

Ernst nodded. "That's right, we should start searching for traces of Ron as soon as possible. Don't let him escape!"

The two of them replied in unison and began to search carefully. In the sky, they could see the entirety of Baroque City.

"Who are they? "Such powerful strength …"

"It's a Saint realm expert!"

"That can't be, right? Why would a Saint-level expert come to such a small Baroque City?"

"Quick, inform the dean …"

"The principal had already left seven days ago …"

On the ground, all the student coaches of the three academies looked at the sky in fear. They began to discuss among themselves, and some of them could not help but be a little apprehensive since they did not have any Saint realm experts on their side.

The Holy Mentor Imena closed her eyes, sensing the surroundings quietly. A moment later, her beautiful eyes suddenly opened.

"Looks like I have found him …"

While she was speaking, she took out a gorgeous dark gold grade scepter from her spatial space and shot it towards the ground with a beam of light …

"Danger!"

Hou Meilin felt the threat coming from the sky and quickly warned.

Ron was quick to react. He jumped, barely dodging the falling beam, and there was a boom. A huge crater had appeared out of nowhere on the main street of Barofax City.

When Ron turned around, there were three people in front of him.

An old man wearing a red robe, a middle-aged man wearing armor and a beautiful young woman wearing a priest's robe. All of their clothes were embroidered with the symbol of Holy Church.

"You're Ron?"

The old man with the white beard in the middle asked in a deep voice.

The imposing auras of the three Saint realm experts pressed down on Ron continuously. In an instant, Ron's back was drenched in cold sweat. He stood there dumbfounded, unable to speak.

Then he came to his senses and flatly denied it. "I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong person. My name is not Ron!"

Imena snorted and said, "Ron, you think you can just deny it? "Let me tell you, we already know everything …"

"Who are you?"

Knowing that the other party had already identified him, there was no point in hiding it, so he asked.

"Fine, I'll make you understand …"

The old man smiled, took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "I am Holy Emperor Ernst! "From the Holy Church..."

"Judge of Light Ivan!" The middle-aged man in heavy armor said.

"Imena!" Imena only coldly said her name. She didn't want to talk too much with her enemy.

The Holy Emperor, the Holy Judgement, the Priest, and the Holy Church had dispatched three Saint-level combatants to deal with such a puny master like Ron. From this, it could be seen how strong their desire to kill Ron was.

Ron took a startled step back, his eyes filled with fear and despair. See the launch. No ads, please.

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