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[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] Beginner Necromancer. In just five short months, Ron had broken through to the Elementary Necromancer level.

This was an extremely rare occurrence in the history of Necromancy.

"My soul force has actually increased this much?"

Every time he broke through, Ron would be pleasantly surprised, and this time was no exception. The immense soul force made him ecstatic.

"What kind of new necromancy did Grandpa Homerin leave for me?" A thought flashed through Ron's mind that, like the last time, he would be able to learn new undead magic every time he broke through.

Ron's consciousness entered the ring.

As usual, Ron entered the castle of the dead and walked up to the stone.

He lightly touched it with his hand and a powerful ray of light entered his mind.

A moment later, Ron came out of his reverie and sat on the ground, quietly digesting the undead magic he had just learned.

Becoming a primary necromancer meant that his strength would increase by an entire level. His strength would also increase accordingly, and the necromancy that he would learn would be completely different.

"Summon Skeleton Warriors — Skeleton Warriors — existences that are more powerful than Skeleton Warriors. They wear heavy armour, hold shields in one hand, and axes in the other. Their attack and defense are all on a whole new level …"

"Bone Prison — Summon a cage made of bones. It isn't strong enough and is used to restrict the movement of enemies …"

"Bone Spear — — Summon a powerful bone spear to attack the enemy … …"

… ….

Outside the door, the world was snow-white, and it was unknown when it started to snow.

Ron was so cold that he could not help but rub his hands and bitterly smile. "It's already been two months and it's already snowing. This damn weather …"

Every winter was one of Ron's saddest times, and this year was no exception. The cold air seemed to want to seep into his body.

"No, we can't stay on the tree anymore. We have to find a cave …" "Furthermore, I must find some food …"

Treehouse, it's fine in the summer and autumn, but you're still up there in the winter, so you're definitely going to freeze to death.

Ron packed his things, but there wasn't much, so he wrapped them in a bundle and jumped to the ground.

After looking around the tree house he had stayed in for a few months, Ron finally mounted the Skeleton Fighter and left.

It was not easy to find food in winter, as all the wild beasts were extinct. Ron controlled the crow and flew a few rounds, but not a single wild beast could be seen. Usually, there were quite a few pheasants and rabbits, but now, not a single one could be found.

Just as Ron was worrying about finding food, a familiar figure appeared in his line of sight.

Scarlet Fire Wolf!

At some point, the Scarlet Fire Wolf had appeared not far in front of Ron, and was staring at him with a pair of evil and crazy eyes.

He had unknowingly stepped into the Scarlet Fire Wolf's territory.

"Is it that strange beast?"

Ron frowned. Due to the surge in his strength, there was not much fear in his heart.

When enemies met each other, their eyes would turn red. At this moment, Ron's eyes lit up, he smiled and licked his lips, "Since you're the one who delivered yourself to us, then I won't hold back. This time, you'll be my food …"

The Scarlet Fire Wolf had actually discovered Ron long ago, but what puzzled it was that after not seeing him for just two months, this human's strength seemed to have increased significantly. This was also the reason why it had been hesitating all this time.

At this moment, Ron was already prepared for battle, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Just in time, I'll let you try out my new spell …"

Rönn chanted an incantation. Not long later, five Skeleton Bravehearts appeared in front of him, just like a soldier guarding a castle.

"This is a Skeleton Braveheart?"

Ron focused his eyes and quickly saw the difference between a Skeleton Warrior and a Skeleton Warrior.

The skeleton in front of Ron was wearing a thick suit of armor, and he had also changed his weapon. With the bone axe in one hand and the shield that could block half of his body in the other, it looked a lot stronger than the Skeleton Warrior with the bone knife.

Ron's eyes shone with an intense light as he said softly, "Kill …"

"Roaaaaaar!"

The wolf let out a loud roar, opened its mouth and spat out a fireball.

"Bang!"

The Skeleton Braveheart raised its shield and blocked. The blazing fireball burned, forcing the Skeleton Braveheart to take a step back. Half of its body was burnt black, and it miraculously did not collapse.

He blocked it!

He actually blocked it!

Seeing this, Ron was overjoyed. He smacked his palm on the skull beneath him and shouted, "Go, beat that bastard up …"

The Skeleton Bravehearts, with the Skeleton Haste spell, charged at the wolf like tigers and wolves. The bone axes in their hands were raised high into the air as they ruthlessly chopped down at the wolf.

"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"

After being hit on the back by the bone axe, a deep wound immediately appeared on the Scarlet Fire Wolf's body. The Scarlet Fire Wolf also became angry and with a leap, it tore the skeleton warrior in front of it into pieces.

"Skeleton Recovery …"

Lorn chanted an incantation and the injured Skeleton Bravehearts stood up unsteadily once more and entered the battle once more.

"It can't be, Skeleton Recovery used so much of my soul power?" After using the Skeleton Healing skill, Ron discovered that he had lost more than half of his soul force. It seemed like he couldn't easily use this skill.

"The higher the level of the skeleton, the greater the cost of recovery. I have to control it and use it …" Ron came to a quick conclusion. When he had just advanced, he had thought that he would be unable to use up all of his soul energy. But now, it seemed that it was simply not enough.

At this time, the Scarlet Fire Wolf fell into a beast trap. The Skeleton Bravehearts surrounded and killed it, and the wounds on its body increased rapidly. However, it didn't injure any vital points.

However, Ron wasn't in a good mood either. Two of the five Skeleton Bravehearts had been killed, leaving only three Scarlet Fire Wolves trapped.

"I can't drag this on any longer. I have to finish this battle as soon as possible …" With a thought, Ron chanted an incantation, and a new undead magic — the nearly one meter long bone lance — appeared in his hands.

"Bone Lance" was a single target offensive magic commonly used by Necromancers. In terms of attack power, it was much stronger than "Bone Arrow" or "Bone Thrust".

"Go..." With a loud shout, the "bone spear" in Ron's hand was thrown out like a shot, directly towards the Scarlet Fire Wolf.

The sharp bone lance flashed with a cold light as it pierced the sharp ears of the Scarlet Fire Wolf, dripping with blood.

"Aiya, it's crooked..." Ron couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: What a pity, this "bone spear" was originally aimed at the head of the Scarlet Fire Wolf.

The Scarlet Fire Wolf let out a howl, turned around and ran. Even though it was as crazy as a beast, it knew that it was no match for its opponent. The instinct of a beast made it run away with its tail between its legs.

Hehe, you want to run? "No way, bone prison …" Rönn chanted an incantation, summoned the "bone prison", and intended to trap the Scarlet Fire Wolf, just like what Grandpa Hou Meilin had done.

However, the 'bone prison' did not appear.

"Er — —" Ron knew that his summoning had failed. He hadn't used any of these new necromancy spells, especially the "bone prison", which he couldn't summon.

Ron could only watch as the Scarlet Flame Wolf ran further and further away.

"How infuriating, he actually let him escape …." Ron was sitting under a tree, sulking.

Actually, that strange beast, the Scarlet Fire Wolf, was also level 4, on the same level as Ron's primary necromancer. However, due to Ron's recent advancement, he was still not proficient in new necromancy, and the new necromancy "Bone Lance" had failed, so the "Bone Prison" had not been successfully summoned.

However, to Ron's relief, his strength had indeed greatly increased. Back then, he had been chased by that strange beast. Now, it was the beast's turn to run away the moment it saw him.

"Gu …" "Goo …"

A sound came from Ron's stomach at this moment. In this cold weather, coupled with the intensity of the battle, it was indeed easy to feel hungry.

"Hur hur." Ron laughed and helplessly patted his belly. "My stomach, my stomach, I've wronged you. I'm going to find something to eat now."

Just as Ron was about to stand up, a soft voice came from the cold wind.

"Someone's here..."

He quickly hid under a tree. He knew that the undead magic he trained in was strictly prohibited by the Holy Church. If he was discovered by the Holy Church, he would be burned as a heretic, so he had always been very careful.

Ron had an idea. A crow appeared in his palm, and with a gentle wave of his hand, it soared into the air.

On the snowy ground, three figures appeared. They wore a full set of white armor, and beneath the armor were thick layers of cotton clothing. They appeared to be fully armed.

The crow remained in a nearby tree, tilting its head, trying to look like a bird, watching them quietly.

At this moment, Ron's pupils contracted. On the chest of these people, there was a cross shaped like an angel.

"They are from the Holy Church..."

Ron quickly confirmed the other person's identity and thought for a moment. "But what are they doing here? Could it be that they found out about me cultivating in Necromancy? "

Ron decided to keep watching, and with a jolt of his mind, let the crow fly closer.

The crow, constructed of soul power, looked like a real bird. It was so beautiful that Ron wasn't worried about being recognized.

Ron finally heard what they were saying through Crow's eyes and ears.

"Damn it, such a cold and devilish weather, it actually forced us to find a person in the Dark Forest …" One of the guards cursed viciously.

"Hmph, those big lords of the Holy See don't even think of us as people..." He was tall and had a very enlightened look on his face.

"It's unfair that they only let us suffer in this cold place while they hide themselves from the fire in this warm room."

"We are at the bottom of the Holy Church. If they don't want to come then we have to …" Another white-faced youth wearing a black cloak consoled him.

The bald guard slammed the axe in his hand onto the ground and shouted, "I'm not going anymore. We've been searching for three days and three nights. Not to mention Necromancers, we haven't even seen a single rabbit …"

Hearing this, Ron's heart skipped a beat, "What?" As expected, they came to look for me... " Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.