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With the help of the fat man, Ron's skeleton will quickly grow and develop, and there are almost more than a hundred members, of course, this person is still a little far from Hayfils and Char, and the most important thing is that these people are uneven, and the freshmen at the trainee level account for the majority. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

During this time, Hayfils fell silent, I don't know if it was because of his ambitions being sniped by Ron or warned by his mentor, but this time did not cause large-scale provocations, but small-scale conflicts were still common.

At this time, Ron was in the classroom of the Department of the Undead, but now he was standing on the podium.

At the desk of the podium sat two people, one was his mentor Vivien, and the other was Vivian's father, Jarod.

With Homerin's consent, Ron decided to spread the true necromancy and rebuild the Scourge Church by requiring a large number of necromancers.

Standing on the podium, facing two students with serious faces, Ron felt very embarrassed, he was only fifteen years old, if he hadn't taken advantage of the ancient necromancy, how could he have given a lecture.

Ron coughed and cleared his mind, "Mentor Vivien, Mentor Jarod, now I'm going to pass on your true necromancy ......"

At this time, Vivian smiled and said, "It's better to omit the word "tutor", now you are our tutor, and we are your students......"

Jarrod also smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Ron, these courtesy titles are better waived......

"Uh!" Ron was stunned for a moment, "Okay, then I hope you don't ask random questions in the process of studying, and if you encounter something you don't understand, write it down, and I will give you an answer after class......"

Ron didn't mean it, in fact, Huo Meilin taught him like this, in the process of teaching, it is strictly forbidden to ask questions, and if there are questions, he has to finish speaking.

Then Ron began to lecture: "You all learn about modern necromantic magic, from Vivien's lectures, I know a little bit about it, well, let's start from this aspect, let me first talk about the difference between modern necromantic magic and ancient necromantic magic......"

"The necromancy you are learning now comes from Master Karn, who has devoted his life to the study of necromancy, resurrecting it and spreading it, I admire it very much, but necromancy is a vast and refined science, and it may not be able to be learned even if you hold a complete book without systematic learning, not to mention that Master Karn only got some fragments......"

“...... To put it mildly, the necromancy created by Master Karn is not necromancy at all, if I have to give it a name, it would be better to call it Bone Movement, of course, there are innovations, such as the Bone Combination Technique, the ancient necromancer can't do it, but these are fancy things, and they don't have any practical value......"

"The necromancy created by Master Karn ignores the most important point, which is soul power...... A skeleton without soul power is just a skeleton of the walking dead, which is why necromancers are called waste, real necromancer magic is not so simple......"

Ron had a talent for lecturing, and after the initial nervousness, the following became fluid, and the two students listened very attentively, and they wrote something in their notebooks as they listened.

Jarrod was old, gray-haired, and sat there like a schoolboy, listening carefully and taking notes, and for the first time they heard the word "soul power" from Ron's lectures.

......

In a small courtyard behind the classroom of the Department of the Undead, the three of them sat together on the green grass.

"That's it...... Yes, concentrate your mind, gather your soul power......" Ron said as he earnestly demonstrated.

For a long time, Vivien and Jarrod were sweating profusely, but they hadn't yet entered the state, and they couldn't gather even a trace of soul power.

"It's so hard to ......" to learn that the real necromancy is much more complicated than what they call the undead, and it has been a whole afternoon, and there is still no progress in learning soul power, Vivien can't help but be a little discouraged.

"Take your time!" Ron said comfortingly, only then did he realize that learning necromancy was not an easy task, and it was already very rare for him to condense his soul power in just one day.

A long time passed.

"Forget it! let's learn it today......" Ron thought for a moment, the first day they learned necromancy would take time to absorb it, and it would be useless to sit still like this, maybe the next day they would be better off calming down and learning it.

"Alright, Ron, let's go back first!" Vivien said with a smile at Ron.

After the two left, Ron looked at the sky and said to himself, "It's still early, I'll practice the squat thorn again."

A trace of black gas seeped out from every pore of the body, like a small stream, slowly converging into the sea, the so-called sea is the black ball that Ron is holding with one hand, the black ball is about fifteen centimeters in diameter, floating in the air and rising and falling, absorbing the soul power of Ron's body.

The soul power continued to condense, and the black ball seemed to be fat, getting bigger and bigger, and the soul power inside was getting more and more abundant.

Huo Meilin turned into a cloud of phantom and stood in front of Ron at some point, nodding with a satisfied smile, "Ron's strength is getting stronger and stronger, I'm afraid that in two years, I will be able to break through the necromancer, and the goal of rebuilding the Church of the Scourges is one step closer." ”

In Huo Meilin's opinion, rebuilding the Church of the Cataclysm is not so simple, which means that in order to confront the Holy See, you must at least reach the level of a powerhouse in the Holy Domain.

Suddenly, Ron's brow furrowed, and the black ball trembled slightly, and the calm power suddenly rippled.

A trace of soul power continued to circl and fly, and there were faint signs of instability.

Huo Meilin was taken aback, "It's not good, Ron's soul power appears scattered......"

Sure enough, Ron's soul power began to spiral out of control. Running wildly around his body, his face was red and white, and his body was shaking.

In cultivation, it is very rare for the soul power to appear scattered, but it is also very dangerous, if you are not careful, the soul power will get out of control, and it will be almost immortal, you can imagine what a person will become without a soul?

"Not good!" Ron also sensed that something was wrong, he tried desperately to control the soul power, but in vain, those violent soul power continued to diverge, and there were signs of devouring him.

"This sucks!"

Once the spiritual consciousness is devoured, the consequences are unimaginable.

Ron's eyes were tightly closed, not that he didn't want to open them, but he couldn't, his spiritual sense was gradually lost, and he struggled to control the out-of-control soul powers, trying to calm them.

"The situation is getting worse and worse!No, if Ron doesn't die like this, it's almost the same as dying!" Huo Meilin immediately took measures to frantically instill his soul power into it.

"No, my soul power is repulsed!" Huo Meilin wanted to enter Ron's body and help him calm down the violent soul power, but unfortunately Ron didn't open his heart defense, and he gradually lost at this time.

Huo Meilin tried hard for a long time, but it was still in vain, and finally chose to give up, sighed, and looked at Ron helplessly, "There is no way, this can only let him ask for more blessings!"

I don't know how long it took, but Ron felt stunned, and he opened his eyes.

The sky was still gray, and above the sky, bursts of black smoke drifted by, adding a bit of desolation to the sky.

Ron got up with a grunt, feeling that everything around him was so familiar and so unfamiliar. "Where is this? Am I not on the back hill of the Undead Department of the Balovax Academy? How did you get here?"

Ron stood up, but he startled himself.

He actually stood on the mountain......

This is no ordinary mountain, this is a mountain made of countless corpses, this mountain is small, but it is full of tens of thousands of corpses.

Shocking reds everywhere, severed arms, severed stomachs, puddles of blood, upside-down bowels, Ron's heart pounded, and he suspected that he had come to hell.

Ron noticed that the men were wearing standard armor, and those who had fallen to the ground were still holding their weapons tightly even after they died, indicating that a terrible battle had just been experienced here.

Ron looked up, and the hill he was standing on was nothing more than one of the mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and there were countless such hills around him.

"What's the matter, I'm back on the battlefield of my dreams?" Ron was horrified.

At this moment, the sky was surging with clouds, and not far away, it seemed as if something was calling to him.

"What's there?" Ron subconsciously walked towards the place, his mind confused as if he was out of his control, and he walked in that direction step by step, as if there was the answer he had been looking for.

"Someone!"

I don't know how long it took, but a group of people finally appeared in front of Ron's eyes, and he immediately hid to the side, for fear of being discovered, but those people seemed to have not seen him at all, and it stands to reason that they had already discovered him so closely.

In front of Ron was a group of heavily armored paladins who had been in a fierce battle, and their armor was torn in many ways.

In front of those paladins, there stood a group of people in black robes, there were dozens of them, those people in black robes were relatively clean, but their demeanor was sluggish, they obviously lost their ability to fight, their eyes were full of fear, their bodies were also trembling with fear, the two groups of people looked obviously in a hostile state, and the paladins surrounded them.

At this time, a soldier dressed in a garment walked up to a big Yuko commander who looked like a leader, saluted and said in a loud voice, "Report to your lordship, these people refuse to surrender and plan to resist to the end......"

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