Cataclysmic Transformation

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At this moment, the door was pushed open with a "squeak--", and an old woman pushed the door and walked in. When she saw Ron waking up in bed, she was helpless.

"you're awake?"

"you are--"

Ron looked at the slightly old face, he just felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The old woman smiled lightly, slowly approached, and came to Ron's bed, "What's the matter, Ron, you forgot me so quickly?"

"I have seen her, I must have seen her, where is it?"

Ron, who had just woken up, was a bit confused, and then his mind flashed, and he remembered it.

Mystery store, this old woman is no one else, it is the old woman of the mystery store, he once bought a necklace there.

"You are Mary!" Ron finally recognized the man and called her name, said in surprise.

"Oh, you finally recognized it!" Mary said with a smile.

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Ron looked around and his intact body and asked suspiciously, "Did you save me?"

"Bringing people away in front of the dark dragon Lafield, I don't have such a skill!" Mary chuckled, "My master saved you!"

"Your master? Who is it? Do I know him?" Ron was even more puzzled. He knew a lot of people, but no one was able to rescue him from Lafield.

"Is it Lijia? Or Aunt Wendini?" Ron "giggled" in his heart, but it doesn't look like an orcish territory here, nor an elf, and he feels that Lijia is unlikely .

"Don't guess, you can't know my master ..." Seems to see through Ron's mind, Mary smiled calmly, "But the master has told you to take you to see him when you wake up, if you If you have any questions, just ask him ... "

"I don't know him? He saved me in Lafield's hands?" Ron was more puzzled, and when he heard Mary's master want to see him, Ron nodded.

No matter who the other party is, saving his life, it is still necessary to thank him in person.

Ron had been fainted for several days, and just woke up. The appearance was rather indecent. After confessing to Mary, he rinsed himself in the room.

The cool water irritated Ron's face, making him instantly sober. He looked at the water like flowing red blood.

He remembered that dream!

This dream is so real, like what is foreshadowed?

Dreams are illusory and real at the same time. Unreal dreams are connected with cruel reality. Ron almost believed that the Omros continent in the dream is the existence of real history.

The burning flames in the dark city, countless corpses, and blood accumulating in the stream.

Recalling the dreams, Ron's heart flashed a strong hatred. Unconsciously, his mood changed dramatically.

Ron finished washing and pushed open the door. Mary was already waiting outside the door and saw him smile slightly, "Please come with me!"

This is a small courtyard, elegant and noble, the weather is very good, the sun shines on the body warm.

To meet a mysterious man who could rescue him in Laffield's hands, Ron couldn't help feeling a little nervous, more curious about the person's identity.

Some **** domain strong?

Only this explanation, otherwise, no one has such ability.

Ron followed Mary through a huge garden and came to a small house.

"It's here! Ron, go in yourself!" Mary led Ron to the little house, bowed gently, and turned back.

Many aristocrats ca n’t enter without permission, and Ron knows the rules.

Ron nodded, stepped forward, and opened the door.

It was a small attic, walking into the hall, at the foot of which was a long staircase, and Ron followed the wooden staircase step by step to the second floor.

On the second floor was a long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a small room. Ron was standing in front of the door of the room and was about to knock on the door, only to find that the door was covered up. Go in.

As soon as he entered the door, Ron froze for a moment, and saw the neat rows of bookshelves in the wide room. The shelves were full of books. The books were stacked neatly, just like soldiers waiting for inspection. .

On the ground, there are still a lot of unorganized books, piled together in a mess, as high as a hill.

Ryan looked across the room, but Ron found no half figure.

"What about people?" Ron wondered.

"You came!"

At this moment, a voice made Ron startled, and saw a figure looking up from the pile of books.

It was a middle-aged man with sweaty hair and messy hair. He looked very ordinary. He was wearing a large dress like a nightgown and wearing glasses.

With the spiritual consciousness of Ron ’s Undead Great Magister, he did n’t find this person.

The mysterious middle-aged man said when he saw Ron, "Sorry, can you help me organize these books? I accidentally knocked down a shelf just now!"

The mysterious middle-aged man pointed to the bookshelf behind him and said.

"Ok!"

Ron agreed and nodded. He usually would not refuse to help. Besides, the other party saved his life and should do something for him.

The two men sorted the piles of books on the ground. Ron folded the books neatly and gave them to the middle-aged man, who then put the books back on the shelf.

In the process, the two of them did not speak, and were silently doing their own thing.

After half an hour, the two finally put the messy books on the bookshelf and looked at the neat bookshelves. The two were relieved.

"I like reading books very much, and I especially like to collect all kinds of books. The books here are just a small part of my collection ... Hehe, I made you laugh!"

The mysterious middle-aged man chuckled happily. He turned his head and smiled friendlyly at Ron, looking very approachable.

Ron couldn't imagine that this kind of middle-aged man who was as kind as the uncle next door actually rescued him from Laffield.

"Thank you, Ron, I'm not wrong, you really are an enthusiastic person!" Said the mysterious middle-aged man.

"you are--"

The mysterious middle-aged man called out his name, and Ron was quite surprised. He confirmed that he had never seen the middle-aged man before.

"Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself!" The middle-aged man smiled and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Oh, Ron, get to know, my name is Noah!"

"Noah!"

Ron didn't feel how he heard the name at first, but then he suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes widened.

Ron remembered the legend that in the ancient times, as the angel of the gods, he led mankind to find the new continent. The protagonist of that story was called Noah.

"Could it be that he is ..." Ron stared at Noah in a daze, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

The middle-aged man named Noah just smiled slightly, not surprised by Ron's shock.

"You are ..." Ron took a step forward excitedly, slamming out a sentence, "Are you the legendary angel who saved mankind-Lord Noah?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Ron knew it was wrong. The legend has passed for 100,000 years. How old is this human in front of him?

It is undeniable that some sacred domain or divine domain powerhouses extend their lives by enhancing their own strength, but no one can live for 100,000 years, even the divine domain powerhouses are not.

As Ron was about to apologize for his absurd thoughts, Noah said, "Hehe, Ron, congratulations, guess right!"

"what--"

Ron opened his mouth wide enough to put an egg in it. He looked at Noah and stood there staring blankly, blank in his mind.

"He ... he is Noah ... the **** god messenger Noah who saved countless human beings?"