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Under the cold moonlight, nearly a hundred people from the Jade Serpent Mercenary Group surrounded Lombard, Shaya, and the others. Among them was the Great Magister Fei Huang, standing in the middle of the crowd with a staff in his hands.

Lombard and Shaya's expressions changed at the same time, and Ron was also greatly shocked. However, right now, he could not move at all, and could not even speak.

Lombard was not at all surprised by this. It would have been strange if Ron had not been discovered by making such a scene, and now his eyes narrowed as he looked around at the escape routes around him.

"Good, you've finally found your way here!" Lombard said quietly.

Ellison laughed, "It seems that you all have decided not to run anymore..." His eyes flashed in Ron's direction. "What's he doing?"

"Nothing!" He didn't know what Ron was doing, but he had to protect his own people.

Looking at the vortex growing stronger and stronger in the sky, Ellison's eyes were filled with coldness. He shouted angrily, "Since that's the case, I don't plan on wasting my breath. Let's do it …"

"Shua ~ ~" The Azure Serpent Mercenary Group drew their weapons in unison. For a time, all kinds of Dou Qi and magic blossomed like flowers.

Lombard caught Ron's eye just as Ron looked up, his face pale, his eyes locked, and Lombard understood what Ron meant: he was going through some kind of ritual and couldn't leave at all.

There was trouble, Lombard thought. He couldn't leave Ron behind.

As the air solidified, the atmosphere also dropped to the freezing point. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Kill!"

Ellison spat out a single word from his teeth as the Jade Serpent Mercenaries pounced on him crazily.

He was an Honorary Knight, and relied on his formidable defensive capabilities to block the enemy's attack. Surrounding him was a transparent shield, and a light circle shaped object was firmly protecting his body. In addition to the huge shield in his hand, there was an entire moving steel chariot.

At this moment, he identified Ellison and threw himself at him with large strides.

The fire element covered her body and was dancing like sparks. Her strength was far weaker than Lombard's, so she could only choose a weaker opponent.

The bear cub continued to growl, its small body containing immense power. No one dared to move forward in the face of such a ferocious magical beast.

Ellison knew he was no match for Lombard. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Master Phoebe …"

"Boom —"

Lombard raised his shield to block. The fireball exploded and a wave of heat rushed towards his face. He took a step back, his heart filled with amazement. In this exchange, he knew that his opponent was also a master level expert.

An old man dressed in a blue magic robe, covered with magic equipment, and with a head full of white hair, appeared in front of Lombard. Lombard.

"Master Phippo, are you really going to be involved in this mess?"

Flip's face was calm as he said slowly, "Hand over the horn and I will let you leave …"

"Then go to hell!" Phoebe's eyes became hard.

"Master Phippo, I admit that I'm not your match, but it won't be that easy for you to kill me either..." Lombard said loudly.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

Longbottom, Shaya, and the bear cub knew that this was the most crucial moment, so they couldn't be careless at all. They used all their strength to push themselves to the peak and put their lives on the line.

However, whether it was in terms of strength or numbers, Lombard and the others were at a disadvantage. They had only started fighting when their wounds had increased quite a bit. Without a Priest to heal them, they could only brace themselves and continue fighting.

"Hurry up... "Faster..."

The Corpse Refinement Formation was still absorbing the soul force from the soul ring. The soul power of the soul ring was limitless, which was not a problem, but the key thing was, right now, he couldn't move at all. If there was an enemy attacking, he could only watch as his opponent chopped off his head with his sword.

"Tap …" Tap … "Tap …"

At that moment, a figure appeared in front of Ron.

When he raised his head with difficulty, he saw a handsome face. Ellison was looking him up and down with shining eyes.

As he handed Lombard over to Phineas, Ellison was free to take care of Ron, who frowned. "What a powerful energy, you strange necromancer, tell me. What are you doing? "

"..."

Rönn did not answer. At this moment, he was unable to speak, his soul force was still crazily pouring in, but the corpse did not succeed.

Seeing that Ron did not answer, a trace of anger appeared on Ellison's face. His eyes gradually turned cold, "Since you don't want to say anything, then go and die!"

He slowly raised his single-handed sword ornament, and powerful battle qi burst out from his body. Ellison's killing intent gradually gathered, but for some reason, his heart skipped a beat, and a dangerous feeling flashed through his mind.

"Whatever, what's so dangerous about a Necromancer?" Ellison shook his head, trying his best to shake off that thought. However, he also felt that this necromancer was very strange.

With a flash, the dark-gold level single-handed sword in his hand slashed out a red light towards Ron.

Ron was so anxious that he wanted to pull his hand away from the hole in the wall, but it was as if a sucker had caught it and he couldn't move it. His heart shot up to his throat and he felt a surge of fear.

At this moment, Ron's refining of the corpse was nearing its end. The absorption of soul force began to slow down, finally coming to a complete halt.

Finally, the spell eye loosened and Ron's hands left it and he slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

However, the corpse refining array did not stop spinning. Instead, it became brighter. Threads of lightning began to spill out, covering the white corpse.

At this time, crackling sounds came from the corpse and the broken bones began to reform. The horrifying wounds on its body also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The corpse gave off a blinding light.

At that moment, Ellison's sword was already right in front of Ron's eyes, and now that Ron had no strength to dodge, moreover, at such a close distance, it was too late to dodge. At the same time, a flash of despair passed through his heart. Was he finally going to die?

At that moment, the corpse abruptly opened its eyes and grabbed Ellison's sword.

Ellison's sword was seized by a pair of large, gray hands, as if rooted, and could not be stabbed any more. The sword was gripped so firmly that it seemed to feel no pain at all.

"You …"

Alarmed, Ellison's eyes swept over the figure who was holding the sword, and his body jolted. "What?"

The man's hand shot out and Ellison's body flew backward, crashing to the ground. Ellison crawled to his feet, but he could not hide the astonishment on his face.

He had ashen skin, emotionless eyes, and a wooden expression. He stood there like a puppet, but his face was so familiar.

"Lord Speck?"

Upon seeing this person, everyone was shocked.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock and fear. Even Lombard's mouth was wide open. He could not understand why Earth Element Sword Saint Speck would appear here. Wasn't he fighting that Saint realm expert to the death? But why did he suddenly appear here?

"Lord Speck …"

When he saw Speck, a great shock surged through Ellison's heart. Without thinking too much, he forced a smile and bowed, "I was wondering who it was, but it seems Lord Speck is too rude to come. I hope you don't blame me."

All of them revealed expressions of fear and reverence. They did not know what kind of relationship Speck had with these people, so it was better to be respectful, and if they angered a Saint realm expert, none of them would be able to escape.

At the scene, aside from Ron, only Shaya knew what was going on. Ron had the ability to move dead bodies.

He wasn't too cold about this moving corpse.

"That's not right!" "He's not Speck." Great Magister Phoebe was the first to notice that something was wrong. That "Speck" had a lifeless look in his eyes. This humanoid "Speck" did not have the presence of a Saint realm expert, and his strength had greatly decreased.

"He's a corpse!" At the same time, Ellison could tell that Speck's face was dark and lifeless. There was no mistake, he was just a corpse.

"Who the hell are you?" can actually revive a corpse? "

Ron smiled faintly, his face somewhat pale. He stood up with difficulty, a trace of anger flashing through his eyes. He stared at Ellison's handsome face and said in a hoarse voice, "You are the captain of the Jade Serpent Mercenaries, your name is Ellison, right? "Thank you for that sword attack. If 'it' revived a little later, I would have been dead for sure …"

Staring at the Zombie Sword Saint Speck, a satisfied smile appeared on Ron's face.

At this moment, he stared at Ellison with a sinister look as he spoke word by word, "If you want to kill my man, I will make him pay a huge price …"

At this moment, Ellison no longer dared to underestimate this sixteen year old "Necromancer". No matter who he was, his ability to "resurrect corpses" was not simple at all.

Forcing out a smile, Ellison was about to say something when a shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a cold light shot towards his head. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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