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At the end of the hallway was a vermilion door, the door closed, but the uneasiness in Ron's heart grew stronger, and the uneasiness was biting him, and he couldn't help but push open the door to find out. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Ron was surprised when his finger touched the vermilion door, and his hand passed through it easily.

"Is that dream?" Ron finally understood, and he was shocked to see that he had actually entered that dream again.

Knowing his situation, Ron also calmed down at this time, he knew that there was no danger here.

In this dream, it was as if some secret had been revealed in the dark, and Ron wanted to find out.

The body passed through the door unhindered and entered the room, the aura of which was cold and suffocating, and Ron was startled when he saw what was inside the room.

Several thick stone pillars support the entire hall, a huge magic array is constantly running, exuding a trace of cold air, in the center of this magic array, there is a young man, the young man is about thirty years old, with long black flowing hair, pampered snow-white skin, ** upper body, lower body only wearing a pair of pants, eyes closed, a trace of vine-like things tightly wrapped around his body, up to his ankles, his hands were erected, forcing him to stand like this.

Ron was taken aback at first, but soon recognized that this magic circle was the legendary "Spirit Gathering Array" that Grandpa Huo Meilin had told him.

Gathering spirits means condensing soul power, and that trace of cold qi is the soul power that is incomparably strong, and Ron has never thought about why a person's soul power is so strong.

A trace of black qi continued to float and entangle in the hall, and the spirit gathering array finally concentrated on the young man.

Ron slowly approached the young man and looked at him quietly, the young man's face was extremely handsome, his eyebrows were starry, his body did not look strong, but the muscles were perfectly proportioned.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, and he slept very peacefully.

At this time, as if sensing someone peeping, the young man's eyebrows moved, and unconsciously, he opened his eyes slightly, which startled Ron.

The young man opened his eyes and looked at no one, and he wondered in his heart, not knowing where the feeling of being stared at came from, and after finding no suspicion, he closed his eyes again.

The feeling this brought to Ron was shocking, how could it be? His subconscious could actually detect my existence? I am only a soul body now, who is this guy, and why does he give me a stronger feeling than Grandpa Homelin?

Ron was in the midst of a shock, and at this time, there was a "boom-" sound, and the ground shook outside, and Ron was almost unsteady on his feet, and at the same time, there was a shocking shout of killing outside.

Turning back in astonishment, Ron's eyes flashed with surprise, and he walked out briskly without caring about the young man.

The soul-like body passed through the wall and went outside, but he was shocked by what he saw.

At this moment, he was standing in a city, the city was full of dense people, and in the gate of the city, there was an earth-shattering shouting of killing.

Looking down from the high city wall, on the ground, there is an endless battlefield, countless warriors fighting below, the legions in black and black armor, the legions in white in heavy armor, and the legionnaires who don't know what color clothes they are wearing are all twisted together, and the two sides start a big melee.

One after another outstanding soldiers fell in pools of blood, countless stumps, broken arms, and blood flew in the sky, and the blood on the ground had accumulated into a small puddle, which showed the tragedy and cruelty of the war.

The sky seemed to darken, and it was dark and dreary.

"Let the Gargoyle Legion strike!"

Just as Ron was stunned, a voice caught his attention, and he saw that not far behind him, there was an old man, this old man was dressed in a black robe, his long gray hair was flying in the air, his expression was not angry but mighty, and on his chest, there was a hideous skull rusted.

"Yes, Grand Elder Mesto!" a knight-like warrior knelt on one knee in front of the black-robed old man, the knight was dressed in heavy armor, and the appearance of a skeleton could be seen everywhere on his shoulders, chest, elbows, and knees, and the white bone armor with a black cloak, which looked heroic against the shadow of his resolute face.

In Homerin's description of Ron, Ron learns about this guy's profession - Death Knight.

The Death Knight stepped aside and gave an order to a black-clad waiter, who saluted and took the order.

"Who is he?" Ron blinked, and he began to take an interest in the old man named Mesto, and secretly guessed his identity.

Mesto stood on the city wall, quietly watching the fierce battle under the wall, the muscles on his face shaking, showing that he was extremely unsettled.

The battle below was fierce, but their side was in a disadvantageous shape, at this time, a trace of anger flashed in the death knight's eyes, and he clenched his fists, "Damn, these bastards, when the Lich King was here, none of them were respectful and submissive, but since the Lich King's disappearance, the faces of these guys have changed!"

Ron chuckled in, pricked up his ears, and continued listening.

"Yes!" Grand Elder Mesto sighed, shook his head and said, "Hundreds of years ago, when our Cataclysmic Church was in full swing, none of those weak forces were trembling, but now, our Cataclysmic Church has actually fallen to this point......"

When these four words entered Ron's ears, his mind "boomed", and his breathing became rapid.

The Church of the Cataclysm, is it 100,000 years old......

The answer is already on the horizon, countless necromancers, death knights, undead assassins, yes, this is the Omros of 100,000 years ago.

"Yes...... But how did I get here?" Ron's heart was ......pounding, could it be that he was destined to watch this qiē as a spectator?

Or is this qiē related to him......

At this time, there was a commotion in the sky, and countless black shadows flew out of the castle, and the black pressure filled the sky, which Ron recognized as a gargoyle.

The Death Knight looked at the sky quietly for a long time before he said, "The Gargoyle Legion has already gone into battle, I don't know if we can turn the tide ......"

Grand Elder Mesto shook his head, "It's too difficult, the other side also has an air force, that is the famous Griffin Legion, we can only support it for a while!"

"What then?" said the Death Knight's face filled with anxiety.

Mesto gritted his teeth, "The only hope we have to turn the tide is him!" he said, his eyes looking into the room where the young man was, and he said in a deep voice.

"Only by using the Spirit Gathering Array left by Lord Lich King can we help him break through the powerhouse of the Divine Domain, and in this way, the shape will naturally benefit our side......"

The young master refers to the man in the Spirit Gathering Array, and at this moment, he is frantically absorbing the power of the Spirit Gathering Array.

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from among the enemies below the city walls.

"The Scourge Church Gargoyle Legion is in battle!"

"Damn, it's a gargoyle!"

"Air Force, what about our Air Force?"

The appearance of gargoyles caused a commotion below, and the faces of those people showed a look of horror, and the dense army of gargoyles covered the entire sky, and the number alone was enough to be terrifying.

Gargoyles, a summoned undead creature, have a bat-like body that is more than three meters long, but has a wingspan of eight meters, flies extremely fast, and has strong attack power, and most importantly, these guys have the ability to heal themselves, and when it is injured, it can be transformed into a stone statue, and it can be intact after being carved.

Some gargoyles ride necromancers on their backs, each necromancer can control dozens of gargoyles, combined, is a terrifying number, these are the elites of the Church of the Scourge, if it weren't for the fact that the war was at the last moment and Musher was unwilling to let them fight, it can be seen that the shape has reached a very dangerous point.

"Magician, attack!"

At the sound of an order, countless magic bullets rose into the air and blasted towards the gargoyle army in the sky.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The magic exploded in the sky, and the gargoyles who were hit by the magic fell down one after another, some directly turned into black smoke and disappeared, and some turned into stone statues on the ground to heal their wounds, and a wave of magic passed, and the gargoyle army suffered heavy losses.

At this time, the necromancer on the back of the gargoyle also began to fight back, and bone spears rained down from the sky, directly piercing the magician who had no time to defend......

The war was more tragic than Ron could have imagined, and his blood was boiling at the moment, and he longed to become a member of the ordinary soldiers of the Church of the Scourge and face those vicious enemies.

At this time, there was a roar in the sky, and immediately after, black dots appeared from the sky.

A sharp-eyed soldier excitedly exclaimed, "It's the griffons, it's the griffon legions that have appeared!"

The appearance of the griffon legion drew cheers from the enemies below, while the ordinary members of the Church of the Scourge were dead.

Sure enough, after the appearance of the griffin legion, the gargoyle legion of the Church of the Scourge was hit by the destruction of Mière, and a fierce air battle broke out between the two sides, and countless necromancers fell.

"Bastard!" Mesto's heart was dripping blood, these gargoyle legions were the elite of the Scourge Church, he couldn't afford such a loss, and at the same time, his heart was also filled with a trace of sadness, the current Scourge Church was no longer the original Scourge Church, with the disappearance of the Lich King and the civil war of the Scourge Church, the strength has been almost consumed.

At this time, a black-robed attendant came running quickly and whispered a few words in the ear of the death knight, and a smile appeared on the death knight's face.

"Lord Mesto, congratulations, Lord Young Lord has recovered well, now not only has he recovered his strength in his heyday, but also with the Spirit Gathering Array left by Lord Lich King, his strength is rising, and he may even break through the ...... of the Divine Domain."

"Really?" "Grand Elder Mesto raised his eyebrows and smiled kindly, "Very good, this kid has never let me down, as soon as he wakes up, it's time for us to fight back!"

The Death Knight laughed, "I almost forgot, the young lord is your godson of the Great Elder!"

Mesto smiled, his face full of pride.

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