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"Speck, kill him!" Ron gave the order flatly.

As soon as Speck heard this, his body trembled, and the earth element on the ground began to slowly flow all the way to his feet. Then it continued to spread upwards, his stomach, chest, hands, and finally his head.

"Earth Armor!"

A high class battle skill of earth attribute battle qi uses powerful earth attribute elements to cover the surface of the body, forming a strong defensive power.

"Earth Armor, this guy is a high-ranked Grand Swordmaster!" Feller was extremely shocked, "What's going on, where did this guy come from?" "Huh, it's actually a corpse?"

At that moment, Speck was already in the air, confronting Feller.

"Ron, is this the body you were controlling? "So powerful!"

Ron nodded, "That's right, this is a corpse refined from a Saint realm expert. However, after turning it into a zombie, it can only maintain 50% of its strength while alive! "That's why it's so powerful now. That's why it's called the 'Great Sword Master' …"

"So that's how it is. Necromancy is really full of mysteries!" Cardina praised sincerely.

"Let's go take a look!"

Ron moved, disappearing with Cardina.

In the sky, two powerful forces faced each other from a distance. They continuously released their powers, intertwining with each other in the sky and creating sparks.

"What's going on? Weren't they going to kill Ron? Why is there one more person? " Amos looked confused, and a light flashed in his mind. Yes, he must be Ron's helper, hmph, but he was certainly no match for Feller, who was one of the best magisters in the family.

At that moment, Speck moved. Raising his sword, he lunged at Feller.

Feller was already prepared. He threw out an ice bullet.

Bang! The ice bullets hit Speck's body and dispersed like a cloud of white mist. However, Speck didn't seem to feel anything at all. He didn't even pause as he directly pounced on Speck.

"What a powerful Earth Armor. The ice bullets are unable to break through his defenses!"

At this moment, Feller's heart was greatly shaken. His magical staff drew an arc, and a "Spheroid" was instantly formed, flying at an extremely high speed towards Speck.

Without dodging or evading, Speck swung his sword, and the tip of his sword pierced the water surface. However, what happened next was astonishing: not only was the Solidified Ball not split in half, it had enveloped Speck completely, rendering him unable to move.

In the sky, the Solidified Ball trapped Speck inside, and even as he struggled to break free, he was unable to escape. It was exactly the same as when he had trapped the Dark Knight.

"Ron, your body. trapped by the Solidified Ball! "

"It's fine!" Ron smiled confidently, "This guy is the corpse of a Saint realm expert. He still has a Domain, so he hasn't used it yet!"

"Haha, so what if you're a great swordsman?" Isn't it still being trampled on by me? "

Feller sneered again and again in the sky. He lightly tapped the magic staff in his hand, and traces of cold air spread out, continuously revolving and condensing until finally forming a terrifying small sphere.

His entire body was covered in ice spikes, and around this small sphere, the cold air was constantly churning. Even the temperature around Feller was rapidly decreasing.

This was a high-level water spell, Ice Balls, which contained a powerful freezing power. Ron noticed that this Ice Balls were ten times stronger than the ones that had attacked them before.

What's wrong with Speck? Ron's heart began to pound.

At this moment, Speck's body shook. The sphere of solidification could no longer hold him, and Feller's ball of ice was nearing completion.

"Go to hell …"

Under Feller's control, the ice ball fiercely flew towards Speck, who was trapped by the congealed ball. The extremely cold air left a long trail in the sky, like a meteor falling.

Speck did not dodge. Instead, he raised his sword high up in the air, releasing a brownish-yellow light from his sword.

"Not good, quickly dodge!" Ron cried out, but it was too late.

The sword in Speck's hand flashed as he slashed with all his might, bringing with it the power of the earth element.

The space also seemed to stop for a moment, and immediately after, a huge explosion sounded in the sky, and in the dark night, it was as if a bright light had appeared.

A ball of ice. This was the true power of a ball of ice.

The battle between the two master level experts had attracted the attention of many people. They did not dare to approach and could only watch from afar. Many of them were students living nearby.

"What a powerful ice ball! If I get hit, I'll probably die! " A young student exclaimed in admiration.

"I just don't know who the earth element Great Swordmaster fighting against the water element Great Magister is. He looks very strong!" Another said.

"Eh? Look, who's that person?" A person suddenly pointed towards a figure in the sky and said in a loud voice.

"Ron! He's our academy's Instructor Ron … " The other was obviously a student from Baroque Academy.

"Instructor? It can't be? He looks very young! " A few people around them said in surprise, "He looks to be around 10 years old, are you sure he's really a teacher?"

"Yes!" He only became a teacher in our academy in the past two days! " The student nodded, his tone carrying a trace of pride.

Now that things had gotten out of hand, he had to quickly report this to Vice-Principal d'Abbs. The student thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I have to head back to the academy in advance!"

… ….

"Master Hill, everything has been investigated. In the city is a battle between a great Magister and a great swordsman, and the great Magister Kris is a member of the Kris clan. The young master of the Kris clan is currently studying at Barofax Academy, and he has a conflict with the academy's Master Ron for the sake of the princess of the Duo Luo Kingdom. As for the identity of the other person …"

The one who was being reported was an old man. He was wearing black and had a white beard fluttering in the wind. He stood by the window and looked quietly at the snow-white light in the distance.

He was the Headmaster of the Hans Academy, a Saint realm expert known as the King of Killers, Hill, who was at the peak of the world of thieves.

Ron would have been astounded if he had heard their conversation, and in such a short time, these people had investigated things so clearly that it was pretty close to the truth.

Actually, it was not that surprising. Hans Academy was originally a thief, but for thieves, they were best at gathering intelligence.

In the Hans Academy, their students would go out everywhere to gather intelligence whenever they had something to do. This was an assignment given by their mentors. As such, every single movement in Barovacs City could not escape the eyes of the students of the academy, as long as it was a battle between Saints.

As for their President, Hill, he is the head of intelligence, and he gathers intelligence from all over the country. Thus, his position in the Roland Empire is very special, and sometimes, even the Emperor of the Roland Empire has to personally pay a visit in order to obtain intelligence.

"Instructor?" Hill frowned. He pondered for a moment before saying, "If I remember correctly, there doesn't seem to be a teacher named Ron in Baroque Academy …"

As the head of intelligence, Hill's memory was even more terrifying. He could even remember the names of all the professors in Baroque Academy.

"Reporting to the dean, this Ron used to be a student of Baroque Academy. He just broke through to the teacher level two days ago and was recruited as a mentor by Baroque Academy!" The Rogue paused, "Oh right, he's a Necromancer!"

"Necromancer?" Hill blanked out for a moment, then remembered that strange occupation he saw in the Baroque Valleys Ranking Tournament. He said in astonishment, "It's him?"

"Lord Hill knows him?" The thief was somewhat surprised

"Don't know him, I've seen him once!" "A little imprint." Hill shook his head and said, "Hehe, I remember this guy seems to be young, probably around sixteen or seventeen. He actually became a teacher at this age?" "Baroque Academy is really full of talent!"

At this moment, the thief probed, "Lord Headmaster, the battle between two Grandmasters in the air above Baroque Academy has caused a great deal of damage to the residents of the city. Should we send out a couple of mentors to stop them?"

Barofax City was a place shared by the three great academies. Anyone who destroyed their own territory was naturally not allowed to do so.

"No need!" Hill shook his head and sat back in his chair. "This is a matter of their academy. Although that old geezer, Pratz, is not here, he can still handle it!"

"Yes sir!" The Rogue replied.

Hill glanced at the thief and ordered in a deep voice, "Pay close attention to the movements of these two Masters. If you have anything, report it to me immediately!"

"Yes sir!" "Yes." The Rogue replied. After saluting, his figure gradually disappeared.

"Sigh …"

Hill placed both his hands on the table, sighed, and muttered to himself, "A few days ago, old ghost Pratz found an excuse to leave. Montego didn't know where he died, and I'm the only one left in Baroque City! This matter involves Saint realm experts, so I'll probably have to handle it in the end. Sigh, I hope I don't offend Kris … "

… ….

After the ice ball, the ground was covered in a layer of frost, and the temperature dropped to an extremely low level.

Ron looked up, stunned. Speck's "Earth Armor" had been blown to smithereens, exposing the fine muscles beneath. His body was riddled with large and small wounds. A huge hole had been blown through his abdomen, and his intestines were flowing out.

Why? He clearly already struggled free, but why was he still suffering such a heavy injury? Why didn't he dodge? Ron was extremely shocked.

Feller said triumphantly, "How is it? "You actually did not dodge or dodge, you are really too stupid!"

"He's actually injured like this?"

At this moment, he seemed to realize the zombie's weakness. Its disadvantage was that it did not have any consciousness, it was just a mindless tool for combat, it would only accept the commander's order, so they would not dodge, but only keep attacking. This was the zombie's greatest weakness.