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The frantic beasts were getting closer and closer. One could faintly hear the heavy breathing from their nasal roars.

With a wave of his long sword, the huge shield in front of him was ready to break free.

"Wait …" Illian pulled her back, "I don't need meat shields for these rank 6 beasts, all I need is long range attacks …"

If they fought in close combat, they would inevitably be injured. As a nature's Magister, Celia was able to cast healing spells, but as long as he didn't fight head on, he didn't fight head on. He just needed to use ranged attacks to get rid of him.

A few rank 6 beasts were not enough to catch the Elves' attention.

Looking at the mastiff that was getting closer, the corner of Ron's mouth curved up into a smile. He slightly raised his hand and a black soul power surged out.

"Frost Nova!"

"Swoosh!" With a sound, the surrounding space suddenly dropped by quite a few degrees, causing everyone to unconsciously shiver.

"This is …" All the elves were shocked.

"Why aren't they moving!"

"Who did it?"

"Who froze them, Slya, was it you?"

Everyone was astonished, but Celia was at a loss.

"Bang …" Boom … "Bang …"

A series of explosions rang out, and under the shocked gazes of the Elves, the eight Level 6 Mad Mastiffs exploded one after another, turning into eight piles of minced meat.

It was crisp and clean!

The scene in front of them shocked everyone. They looked at the corpses on the ground and were speechless with their mouths wide open.

Any one of them could kill this eight sixth stage mastiff, but to do it so cleanly was impossible.

"You did it?"

Illian's eyes narrowed as he stared at Ron, as if he were trying to read the answer from him.

This was not an illusion, this was true strength.

For a moment, all the Elves looked over, their mouths wide open in shock. Their eyes were filled with intense disbelief.

Since when did a Necromancer have such a savage ability?

Ron didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

"How is this possible?" Deirdre's eyes were wide open, and in that instant, she felt as if her view of the world was about to be overturned.

"Did you really do it?" Phil asked. Although he didn't want to admit it, killing the mastiffs in that instant was indeed a good move. He couldn't do it.

"I've already said it before, there's no mistake with the goddess of nature's instructions, Ron is an expert …" Of course, the happiest of those people was Slya. Ron was powerful, which proved that her choice was correct.

Everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces, except for Aurora, who looked calm. She had expected all of this. No one was more clear about Ron's strength than she was.

"Who the hell are you?" Illian stared at Ron, a trace of wariness in his eyes.

"I am a Necromancer!" Ron's face was still calm. His attack just now had been both a counterattack and a show of power, and it had also given these darned elves a slap in the face.

"Impossible, how can Necromancers have such powerful strength …" "No," Deirdre said, and his heart refused to give in.

"Are you really a Necromancer?" Illian asked.

Ron smiled, not explaining, but looking at Illian.

"I'm sorry, Ron. I have to admit that I ignored your attitude just now. I'm here to offer my most sincere apologies on behalf of all the elves …"

"The instruction of the Goddess of Nature is correct. You are a powerful being, a true powerful being … I hope that we can continue cooperating together. If we complete the mission and obtain the saint artifact, then I will ask the Great Elder to give you an additional reward … "

After saying this, Illian bent down slightly and bowed.

He was the leader and also the leader of these Elves. This action represented the intentions of all the Elves.

All the elves fell silent, and though they did not speak, Ron could see a trace of apology in their eyes.

Illian had sincerely won the favor of Ron. Most of the resentment in his heart had disappeared as he smiled, "The mission is a given. As for the reward, there's no need for it. Celia has already given it to me …"

"Slya?" Illian looked at Slya, his eyes full of confusion.

"Uh, I gave him a few bottles of Moon Springs …" "He accepted the Spring of the Moon and agreed to come!"

"Moon Spring!"

Irian took a deep breath. A few bottles of worthless Spring Water of the Moon had given him an expert. This deal was worth it.

The more Illian looked at Ron's face, the more unfathomable it seemed to him.

Especially that strange power, it caused him, who was very sensitive to auras, to shiver. He felt that there was an extremely powerful force hiding behind the other party's frail body.

"Spring of the Moon... Spring of the Moon … "Ah, yes …" "The empress had already ordered for all the spring water in the city to be banned. I don't think we'll be able to buy them in the outer cities …"

"It's true, we can't buy it anywhere else now!" "Slya, you gave me the Spring of the Moon, won't the Queen of the Elves blame you?"

When the Elves heard this, they started laughing.

"It's nothing, just a little bit of the Spring of the Moon. The next time I'm her daughter, she won't blame me …"

"Huh?" Ron opened his eyes wide and looked at Slya in disbelief. That means you are a princess of the Elves? "

"Aiya, what 'princess' or 'princess', isn't everyone the same?" She giggled.

"Me …" Me. "Prince..." Aech said.

This made everyone laugh even more.

After explaining the misunderstanding clearly, the estrangement in everyone's hearts was resolved, and they started chatting and laughing with Ron. On Noah Continent, everyone admired the strong, including the Elves. Ron's miraculous Necromancy magic earned them the respect of the Elves.

Only Aurora had a cold face.

Ron also felt that the elves were quite easy to get along with. Although they were closed and conservative, they were also kind and upright. Once they accepted someone, they could easily gain their friendship.

To Ron's surprise, the elves had very little class consciousness, and although Slya was probably a princess, she never put on the airs of a princess, and the rare thing was that no one else ever treated her like a princess, making a ruckus like a friend.

Seeing this scene, Ron couldn't help but sigh. The Elven Forest was truly a carefree paradise, far from the world, close to one another like sisters, rarely scheming and scheming, and without class. It was the complete opposite of the deceitful human world.

Ron and the Elves quickly packed up their spoils of war — the essence core of the eight Rank 6 Mad Mastiffs. As for the flesh and skin, they were all broken, which was no longer of use.

When they were done, Ron and the others continued on their way, talking and laughing.

… ….

On the peak of a tall mountain, there was a mercenary group of around fifty people camped there, surrounded by tents.

A middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, quietly standing on top of a protruding rock without moving, without the slightest fear of violent mountain winds.

He quietly gazed at the somewhat gloomy sky, as if he was waiting for something.

Behind him was a group of mercenaries with several tens of people lined up neatly.

These people were in name mercenary groups, but in reality, they were all well-trained soldiers.

"Boom —"

At this time, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, lighting up the gloomy sky as if it were bright as day. Like a long snake, the lightning streaked across the sky, directly striking a tree.

The middle-aged man quietly looked at the distant flames, deep in thought.

"Father, the wind is very strong here. You have to be careful of your body …." A young man stepped forward and draped a thick cloak over the middle-aged man's back.

"No need!"

The middle-aged man turned around. He was the Scorpion Knight of the Duo Luo Kingdom and a Saint realm expert, Lamu. Beside him stood his son, Reynolds.

Lamm took a deep breath, pulled his cloak tighter, looked at Raynor, and nodded.

Renault followed Lamu's gaze to the sky and smiled. "The spatial ripples here are getting stronger and stronger. Perhaps the saint artifact will appear soon. Father, perhaps your wish will be realized very soon …"

Lamu smiled faintly. "How can it be that simple. The appearance of a saint artifact will definitely arouse an intense fight. If it were any ordinary person, it would have attracted the presence of a Saint realm expert. At that time, there will definitely be a fierce battle …"

"A Saint-level expert?" "It can't be, we haven't seen a single trace of a Saint at all?" Reynolds asked, puzzled.

Lamu smiled. "Do you think Saint-level experts come in such a grand display like us? "They probably hid themselves long ago. I'll bet that within a radius of five kilometers, there's definitely more than one Saint-level expert hidden …"

Looking at the sky, Lamu muttered, "Sigh... This space was becoming increasingly unstable. However, the saint artifact hadn't appeared yet, but there were more and more people … To be honest, I'm a little worried! "

"Father, don't worry. After we received this news, we immediately rushed here night and star at the same time. Under your lead, we slaughtered our way to the depths. I believe that we were the first batch to arrive …" Reynolds said firmly.

Lamu shook his head, "The saint artifact has not been born for a whole day. There is no difference if it is late or early! The only difference is that we have been waiting for a long time … "

… ….

"Surround them, don't let them escape …"

"Ron, hold on. I'll come over to help you after I'm done …"

"No need, Illian. I can deal with them alone …"

At the foot of a wide mountain in a foreign world, Ron and the Elves were currently engaged in a wonderful manhunt. Their image was of a large group of armored rhinoceroses.

The Iron Armoured Rhino was a beast of the eighth level. It had thick and sturdy leather armor, huge horns on its head, and specialized in water magic. It was the peak beast of the eighth level.

There were dozens of these armored rhinoceroses. They were charging in all directions like madmen. The powerful impact made the Blood Elf Knight, Opawra, feel a chill in his heart.

The only armored rhinoceros that was not afraid was actually the Skeleton Bravehearts summoned by Ron. However, even the heavily armored Skeleton Bravehearts were knocked away by the powerful armored rhinoceroses. However, there were hundreds of them.