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The clear night sky is dotted with stars, shining on the quiet maple town, and by the stone bridge, a thin figure is kneeling in front of the grave. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

Ron's tears had flowed, and he jerked to his feet, weak, never needed tears. [Search for the latest updates.]

Thinking of those high-flying and domineering aristocratic young masters, Ron's anger almost broke through the sky, he couldn't break the other party's corpse into pieces, and a voice in his heart kept shouting.

"Revenge, I want revenge......"

"I want to avenge my grandfather......"

However, Ron soon deflated, the word revenge is easy to say, but it is not so easy to do.

Strength, without strength, not to mention the Kitley, any housekeeper and servant in Naka Manor can beat him all over the ground to find teeth.

Ron hung his head in frustration, he had no strength, what could he rely on to take revenge?

"Well, if only I were a magician...... "Ron said self-deprecatingly, "so I could avenge my grandfather......"

It is conceivable that a fifteen-year-old child, or a helpless street child, said that revenge is impossible, and at this time, Ron, except anger and self-comfort, has nothing.

"Tomorrow...... Let's try our luck tomorrow on the Maple Grove Ancient Road, even if there is a glimmer of hope......" Ron sighed, for now, there was only one way he had left.

"It would be nice to run into a magician......"

At this time, an abrupt voice rang in Ron's ears.

"Do you have to be a magician if you want revenge?"

On this quiet night, the sudden appearance of the sound was creepy and startled Ron.

"Who?

Ron looked around, but he didn't find a single figure, and his heart panicked even more.

"Don't be afraid, kid, I'm here ......"

After saying this, a cloud of black gas appeared in front of Ron's eyes, and the black gas gradually became larger, and a figure gradually emerged.

Ron was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure, and he kept backing up, stumbling and falling to the ground.

The old man who appeared in front of Ron, his complexion was slightly pale, he was wearing a black magic robe, his body was wrapped with a trace of black qi, and his eyes emitted a dark cyan light, like a wolf in the wild, looking a little gloomy and terrifying in the silent night.

"Don't be afraid, kid, I don't have any malicious ......" The dark shadow grinned, showing a kind smile, but in Ron's eyes, it was more terrifying than a ghost.

"You...... Who are you?" Ron asked in horror.

"My name is Homerin, the Undead Holy Magister, Homerin. The old man smiled and said, "Son, what's your name?"

"I ...... My name is Ron......" Seeing that Homelin was so kind, Ron calmed down a little and asked.

"You...... Why are you here?"

"I'm a soul body, people turn into souls when they die, and then stay ......there," said Huo Meilin smiled and stretched out his hand to tap the ring on Ron's hand, "I was awakened by your blood, that's why I ran out." ”

"Ring?" Ron looked at the inconspicuous ring in his hand in bewilderment, it was a bargain that Grandpa Zarry had bought from a wandering merchant on his tenth birthday, only a few copper coins.

Outwardly, this ring has no decoration, it is a small black iron ring, and in terms of shape, the cheapest rings are much better looking than it.

Because of Ron's blood, which flowed into the ring, it was activated, and Hormelin had actually been out for a while, and he had been watching Ron.

When he knew that Ron wanted to be a magician, he couldn't help but jump out.

"Don't worry, Ron, I am a soul body, and I don't have the strength or ability to hurt you......" Seeming to feel the fear in Ron's heart, Huo Meilin took the initiative to say.

He smiled again and continued, "Ron, can you tell me what this place is?"

"Uh...... Maple Leaf Town ......," Ron replied.

"Maple Town?" Huo Meilin frowned, a name he had never heard before, "What is this place?"

"Maple Leaf Town is in the Holy Roman Empire......" Ron saw that he didn't understand, and added.

"Holy Roman Empire?" Khomelin's heart jumped, another unknown name of the country.

Huo Meilin frowned, he thought for a moment and asked, "Ron, do you know about the Church of the Scourge?"

"The Church of the Scourge?" Ron was stunned, "What is the Church of the Scourge?"

"What's going on? I don't even know about the Church of the Scourge, how is it possible?" Homelin was taken aback and lost his voice, "Isn't this the continent of Omuros?"

"Omrose Continent?" haven't heard of it......" Ron shook his big little head, "I only know that we are here in Noah's continent......"

"Noah's continent, what's going on?" Homerin's breath quickened, "Did I go to another plane? What happened after I died?"

The soul was sleeping in the ring, no matter how many years passed, it felt like it was just a moment, he didn't know what was happening, in fact, since Huo Meilin died, 100,000 years have passed.

And at this time, Ron didn't know that in the mythical story told by the old man in Maple Leaf Town, the continent that was punished and abandoned by the gods was called Omros.

......

Ron also completely let down his guard against Huo Meilin at this time, and got up and said, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, how did you hide in this ring?"

Thinking of the past, Huo Meilin's lips twitched fiercely, he will never forget, his apprentice took the potion made of "blue face flower" to coax him to drink, this flower made of medicine can make people temporarily lose their strength, and then killed himself with a knife, fortunately, his soul power is strong enough, he gave up his body and hid in the ring, otherwise, even his soul will be wiped out.

Huo Meilin didn't want to mention the sad past, but instead diverted the topic and said, "Ron, I just heard that you want to be a magician, what the hell is going on?"

Looking at Huo Meilin, Ron only felt a little kind, not for anything else, Huo Meilin looked too much like Grandpa Zari, they were all so kind and kind. At first, Ron thought Grandpa Zarry was alive again.

Ron was full of grievances, he just wanted someone to talk to, he told Huo Meilin everything today, and when it came to emotion, he couldn't help but cry.

"So that's ......" Huo Meilin nodded, listened to Ron's story, and sympathized with Ron's plight, his eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, "Such a person, should be killed......"

He paused again and said, "But Ron, if you want to avenge your grandfather, it takes strength, and without strength, there will only be countless resentments and accusations, which will not help at all......"

Huo Meilin has read countless people, and he can see at a glance that Ron's poverty is as difficult as it is for him to get revenge.

"That's why I really want to be a magician......" Ron said with a determined look in his eyes, "As long as I become a magician, I can avenge my grandfather......"

Huo Meilin chuckled, "Ron, you don't have to be a magician to get revenge......"

Ron heard something about this, he looked at Huo Meilin carefully, and said with a hint of joy, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, do you ...... You're a magician? Are you wearing magic robes?"

He had mistaken Homerin's necromancer robes for magic robes.

Huo Meilin smiled and nodded, "Yes, but I'm not a magician, I'm the Necromantic Holy Magister Homerin, and Di belongs to the Church of the Natural Scourge - the Temple of the Dead......"

Ron was dumbfounded, "What? You're not a magician?"

"I'm not a magician, but I'm a necromancer......"

"Huh?" Ron's eyes gradually dimmed, and the glimmer of hope that had just been aroused by the love of Shang novels in his heart was ruthlessly shattered.

Looking at Ron's expression, Huo Meilin was a little dissatisfied, and he glared at me strangely, "Why? Look down on me necromancer? Sue you, I think when I was a necromancer, I don't know how many magicians died at my hands, and you didn't know where at that time......"

Ron tilted his neck and asked, "Grandpa Homerin, could it be that you, a necromancer, are more powerful than a magician?"

"Of course ......" Huo Meilin blew his beard and glared angrily, he couldn't see anyone else destroying his undead magic, if he wasn't still a soul body, he would have already passed with a big ear shave.

"More powerful than a fire mage?" Ron continued.

"Of course......," replied Homerin proudly.

"More powerful than an earth mage?"

"Of course ......"

"More powerful than a water magician?"

"Of course ......"

“......”

"Bragging......" Ron listened, and finally came to a direct conclusion.

"You ......" Homelin was almost, he pointed at Ron, trembling and speechless, his beard blown out of anger.

Seeing the stubborn Ron, Huo Meilin couldn't help but be defeated, what is this called?

He thought for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said in a soft tone, "Ron, in this way, if you are willing to learn necromancy from me, I will consider teaching you ......"

"It's not great magic, I don't ......learn it," Ron said, still shaking his head. "You can't take revenge if you learn it, it's useless......"

If the people in the previous Omros Continent heard it, they would probably drop their jaws, the undead Holy Demon Master Huo Meilin personally accepted the disciples, I am afraid that half of the continent will be a sensation, just lining up is afraid that it will be ten streets, and now he actually wants to accept the disciples in a low voice, and the other party actually does not accept it.

"Huh?" Huo Meilin was stunned and shook his head helplessly, "Then Ron, what do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn magic...... Well, it's better to have fire-based magic......" Ron thought about it and said excitedly, "Water, earth, or something will do......"

Ron said as he began to mimic the spell he had seen the sorceress cast a spell.

"O fire hidden in hell, accept my call and burn my enemies...... Go for it, Fireball!!"

I have to say that Ron's movements are extremely good, and it seems that he has practiced many times, but except for the movements, there is no spark at all.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, will you do this?"

"I won't ......"

Huo Meilin felt that he was completely defeated, he didn't pay attention to this garbage fireball technique at all, he casually used bone spurs to destroy the other party, but then again, Huo Meilin really didn't know how to fireball magic.

But Homelin couldn't help it, because Ron's blood dripped onto the ring, he felt that his soul had been connected to Ron, and he had to rely on Ron if he wanted to regain his body.

"Grandpa Homerin, do you have any friends who are magicians, can you let him teach me well......" Ron raised a smile and wanted to reach out and shake Homerin's hand, but he didn't think about it, but he grabbed it empty, and then remembered that the other party was a soul body.

"Magician?" Huo Meilin glanced at him angrily, thinking to himself that in this bird continent where I don't know where, I am still a soul body, and I know a fart magician.

Huo Meilin took a deep breath, calmed his excitement for a moment, softened his tone, and was about to further coax Ron to learn undead magic, when his face suddenly changed, and he said in a trembling voice.

"Ron, do you have some kind of enemy? Someone came straight here, like ...... It's for you!"

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