Cataclysmic Transformation

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"Undead Scourge!"

Ron was unwilling to sit back and die, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he began to summon a large number of undead creatures.

A dark air spread out violently, with Ron as the center, the soil kept knotting on the floor, and some blue liquid was exposed on the blackened land, and countless skeletons drilled from the ground.

Skeletons swayed their arms, and dark eyes showed dark eyes, and they gave a roar to the Pope.

"Blood thirst, kill!"

Ron's eyes flashed fiercely, blessing all the summoned skeletons with bloodthirsty rage. In a flash, the eyes of all the skeletons turned red, and the dark breath became more violent.

"Boo—" All the skeleton magisters raised the bone stick in their hands, and the magical elements of the silk kept condensing. At the next moment, hundreds of streamers blew towards Ernst in the sky.

Faced with the attack of hundreds of Skeleton Magisters, Ernst smiled slightly, and did not put the power of this attack in his eyes.

"Humble, ugly creatures, your power is as small as the glow of fireflies in front of gods ..."

Ernst sang in a low voice. He slowly lifted the book of metaphor. The book of metaphor seemed to be spiritual, and began to float. The bright light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Shiver, mortal, no one can defy the will of the gods!"

After saying this sentence, the light of the book of God's Metaphor erupted like a mountain, and a thousand rays of ray of light shone in an instant.

"Boom--" There was a strong vibration between heaven and earth, and even the space seemed to be shattered. The milky holy light came and swept away the haze on the ground.

"Wh ... what?"

Ron was stunned. I saw that the undead creatures he summed up encountered those white lights, just like the melting of spring snow, and the whole disappeared into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared. @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, even **** There is nothing left.

In the light of the rays, the undead creatures wailed and burned one by one.

The combination of "Undead Scourge" and "Bloodthirsty Rage" was disintegrated under the attack of the Book of Metaphor, not only those low-level undead creatures, like the powerful abyss bone dragon, were also smashed.

In just a moment, Ron changed from a strong man with tens of thousands of undead creatures to a commander of the bare rod.

Although the Necromancer doesn't just rely on summoning undead creatures to fight, the disappearance of undead creatures can greatly reduce his strength.

"How can this be?"

Di Lin, who had been watching Ron's battle, was also shocked. She could not help worrying about Ron secretly.

This time Di Lin's opponent was replaced with another person, Holy Word Priest Imena, this powerful and extremely difficult combat priest, was much stronger than her original opponent.

The power of the Book of Metaphor did not stop, but continued to expand further, its light shed on the dark city shrouded in black mist.

Illuminated by the light, the black mist began to dissipate, and the magic circle "Undead Sky" under Ron also lost its due role. The entire dark city was exposed to the sun ...

At this moment, the Undercity is like a girl stripped of her clothes. She is peeping and insulting.

Pope Ernst, holding the book of divine metaphors, is like a god.

The will of the gods cannot be disobeyed!

"No ... not good anymore!"

Julianna lost her face, and her heart sank to the bottom.

"This this……"

Ron was speechless in horror. Although he improved his strength, he still felt the fear from his heart in the face of the powerful book of metaphor.

Divine power, there is nothing wrong, this is the light power!

At this time, Ron suddenly found a golden light faintly spilling out of the ten thousand rays of light.

This is not a holy weapon, absolutely not ...

The only one who can release the power of light is—

Artifact!

The so-called artifact is a thing that only gods have in legend. The divinity, divine power, and will of the gods have supreme power.

What fire magic, water magic, grudge, strength, etc. eclipsed in front of the spirit of the gods.

The book of the metaphor is not a holy artifact, it is a genuine artifact, and it is also the treasure of the township of the Holy Church. Its existence guarantees the supremacy of the Holy Church in the human world.

It is a pity that Ernst's strength cannot exert the true power of the Book of Metaphor, otherwise, the Book of Metaphor which contains the will of the Light God will be even more terrifying.

"It's an artifact ..." The well-informed Corbett recognized at a glance what Pope Ernst was holding, and the power of this thing made the Power of Gods terrified.

"This book ... is it an artifact?"

Ron's eyes were fixed on the book of the metaphor in the sky, he clenched his teeth tightly, and a word came out.

"Good!" Pope Ernst smiled slightly, "The Book of God's Metaphor is a real artifact, it is the most precious gift given to the Holy See by the true god, Ron, you can die under this artifact, I should be very honored ... "

"is it?"

Faced with such a bright divine power, the legendary power of God, Ron's mouth showed a bitter smile, and there was a trace of despair in his heart.

No one can fight against the gods, no one can!

Only the divine power of death is the same as the divine power.

Ron once had the death divine power, which came from the soul ring. It was used twice, once in the Holy Roman Empire Asinaris, and another time in the elven forest. The soul ring no longer provides the death divine power he used. .

Without the power of death, fighting against the power of light is a joke.

The situation is getting worse and worse!

Di Lin, Kay, Corbett, Platz and others were all involved in the war, and the Holy See was not outdone. All the sacred domain strongmen came out of the nest and fought against the sacred domain strongmen in the dark city.

At this time, the "Boom--" made a loud noise, and even the earth shook.

I saw the gate in the center of the dark city slowly falling to the ground in the eyes of everyone, making a dull sound.

"The city is broken! The city is broken!"

The Holy See and the Holy Roman Empire army jointly broke through the gates of the Undercity, and at this moment, they cheered.

On the contrary, the faces of people in the dark city are full of fear. They seem to have foreseen the coming of death.

An honorable knight in white armour and white armor grinned and drew his sword.

"kill!"

Between the speeches, a halo spread out violently, enveloping the sacred Holy Warriors of dozens of meters around them, blessing them for defense.

"Group therapy!"

The priest folded his hands and prayed continuously, and countless lights illuminated at the same time, and the injuries of the Holy Holy Soldiers who attacked the gates of the dark city were restored at once.

The morals of the Holy Vatican soldiers were shocked. They roared and shouted, holding the sharp swords and long swords, pouring into the dark city like tide.