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Ron slowly walked into the city. The city was filled with the smell of blood, and he could hear the sounds of fighting coming from not too far away. One group of novices who had not managed to retreat in time were caught by the Ebia Rebels.

Looking at the rows of serious expressions on the faces of the Ebia, Ron couldn't help but marvel at the power of this woman, Juliana. In just a day and a half, she had gathered more than a hundred thousand of them, most of them cavalry. Only now did he realize that the army he had seen in Manchester was just the tip of the iceberg.

The Ebia's Rebellion was only an overt show of strength. The 'dark' organization that had turned everything into pieces was truly powerful. It seemed that there were still quite a few people who missed the royal family of Ebia under the Holy Empire's tyrannical rule.

"Ron!"

Then a voice roused Ron from his reverie and he came back to his senses to find a beautiful woman in a black skull robe and hood standing in front of him. It was Vivian, and behind her was a large group of people, but it was Ron's students in Manchester, a total of one hundred and twenty-four students, almost all of them under the age of eighteen, led by Paige, who was looking at him with a fervent expression.

"Instructor Ron, your Necromancy is too amazing. When can you teach us?!" The children gathered around and said.

"Yes, Teacher Ron, we can't wait any longer!" I really want to learn Necromancy as soon as possible! " A girl said timidly, her eyes still filled with desire.

Ron looked at her. He already knew the girl's name.

The children all worshipped their idols. Ron displayed his prowess on the battlefield, commanding the undead army to charge through the sturdy Twilight Zone. This blood-boiling scene left a shadow in the children's hearts, making them feel extremely moved. They all demanded to start learning necromancy immediately.

Looking at the fervent look in the children's eyes, Komelin, who was standing by the side, smiled with a pleased expression. He seemed to be able to see the shadows of the children of the Church of Calamity working hard to learn necromancy.

"Alright, I'll start the class right away!" However, he could not conceal the fatigue on his face. After battling for an entire day, he had expended a great deal of his energy.

"Kathleen has already arranged it for us. We can start class after we finish, but …" "Ron, you look tired. Do you want to take a break?"

"No, I'm fine!" said Ron with a smile.

With a small sigh, Vivian looked at Ron with concern, suddenly worried.

Vivian lowered her voice and said, "Ron, you're using Necromantic Magic so openly, the Holy Church will definitely know about your existence. Aren't you afraid …"

Vivian didn't finish, but she knew Ron already knew.

Hearing Vivian talk about this, Ron was also worried. However, since he had already promised to help, he had no choice but to persevere. He hoped that the news would travel far away from the Holy Church and not spread so fast.

"Relax, there's still two more days …" Two days later, I'll fulfill my promise to Kathleen, and we'll head back to the Roland Empire as soon as possible. As long as we return to Barovax Academy, even the Holy Church won't be able to do anything to us … "

said Ron after a pause.

"But …" Vivian was about to say something, but Ron waved his hand. "Forget it, it's a deal!"

… ….

In the middle of Twilight City was an extremely large City Lord's Mansion. Although it had been destroyed by the Ebia's Resistance Army, it still exuded a threatening aura of wealth. Outside the door, there were two lifelike stone sculptures of a giant dragon.

The banquet hall in the middle of the City Lord's Mansion was a temporary classroom used by Ron to teach Necromancy. It was specially arranged by Second Miss Kathleen. Although Ron did not intend to appreciate it, she insisted on accepting it.

There were two heavily armed Ebians at the entrance to the castle, and as soon as they saw Ron enter, they saluted respectfully and ushered him into the stately makeshift classroom.

After working hard for the entire day and washing off his body which was drenched in perspiration, Ron felt that he had become a little more spirited.

As he walked into the classroom, more than a hundred gazes immediately shot over. Their gazes contained a hint of fervor, a thirst for knowledge, as well as a boundless worship towards him.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ron took a deep breath and slowly walked up to the podium, gently putting down the book in his hand.

Slowly, he glanced around and saw all the students sitting up straight with their hands on the table, Paige's tall figure in the front row. He was the most active here, and since he was older, Ron had let him be the class monitor.

One hundred and twenty-four students, Ron had enrolled a total of one hundred and twenty-four students in Manchester. There were not so many students to sign up for, and because there were enough students and Ron was too old to want them, Catherine had helped a lot in this matter, and at her urging, many families with children had sent their own children over.

Most of the children were between the ages of nine and eighteen, and Ron did not refuse any of them. In his opinion, the more people came, the better.

Ron cleared his throat and said in a clear voice, "Fellow students, it's a pleasure to meet all of you. Perhaps some of you still don't know me, so let me introduce myself. I'm called Ron. I've been learning Necromancy for over a year, and I'm also your trainer on the road to becoming a necromancer …"

Necromancy is a great power, it is a treasure left behind by ancient gods in the mortal world. Perhaps some of my classmates saw me casting necromancy on the battlefield today and were shocked by its power and mystery. I can only say that the necromancy I am displaying right now is just the tip of the iceberg.

Ron's tone gradually relaxed from its initial tension, his whole body brimming with a confident radiance. Under his slightly tired magnetic voice, the children listened attentively, and after speaking these words, the children were deeply impressed by the mysterious power of necromancy.

"There is only one kind of Necromancy Magic, and that is the Necromancy Magic that was passed down from the ancient continent 100,000 years ago. As for the Necromancy Magic that is popular in Noah Continent now, it is only the incorrect interpretation of Necromancy Magic from the ancient era. In order for everyone to understand the difference between the Necromancy Magic and the Wrong Words Necromancy Magic, we now need Class Leader Page to give us a demonstration …"

Page immediately stood up and said to all the students, "Before this, I never knew that the necromancy I practiced was wrong. I hope that everyone can see clearly the difference between the two necromancers! "Don't make the same mistake I did."

As he spoke, his hand did not stop moving, casually summoning a skeleton.

At the same time, Ron began to summon the most ordinary skeleton warrior.

The two skeletons stood together, and the sharp-eyed students immediately recognized it. They saw that the skeleton that Page had summoned was still in a daze. Although it could still move, it was clearly a dead body, and the Skeleton Warrior that Ron had summoned was emitting a fierce aura from head to toe.

The class was immediately in an uproar. Many students were whispering to each other, chattering non-stop.

"Look, the skeleton summoned by the instructor is so fierce, it looks like it can explode and kill at any time!"

"Yes, the thing that Page summoned was like a skeleton. There was no sign of life!"

"What's with the black gas on Teacher Ron's skeleton?" Page doesn't seem to have one. "

Ron and Vivian looked at each other and smiled. Only such a comparison could arouse the students' intense interest, allowing them to gain a deeper understanding of necromancy.

"Quiet, quiet …"

Seeing that they were almost done with the discussion, Ron waved them into silence, and the children, still obedient, quieted down at once, and Page returned to his seat.

Ron laughed. "Now I'm going to start asking questions, huh! Yi Lu, what's the difference between these two skeletons? "

Ilu, who was wearing shabby clothes, stood up charmingly. Her face was flushed red. This was the first time since she was young that she was ever questioned by her teacher.

Yilu was a little nervous, but when she saw the encouraging look in Ron's eyes, her nervous heart immediately calmed down. She carefully observed the two skeletons before timidly saying, "It seems …" It seemed... Tutor, the eyes of the skeleton you summoned is green … "

The children roared with laughter. The eyes of the skeletons were green, all right, but that wasn't the biggest difference between the two skeletons. The powerful and fierce aura of the skeleton that Ron had summoned had explained everything.

Rönn waved his hand and smiled as he made her sit down, saying, "I put out the two skeletons so that we can better distinguish the difference between the two. Elune was very careful, she was right, the skeleton warrior I summoned had green eyes, but the one Page summoned didn't have green eyes, so …" Why would the eyes of the skeleton I summon turn green? "

He looked around. Of course, for the time being, not a single student had been able to answer the question, and even Page looked puzzled.

Ron smiled, "This is also the first and most important lesson of Necromancy. It is something all Necromancers must master, because it runs through the use of Necromancy, the same as the warrior power of Swordsmen and the elements controlled by mages. The name of this thing is — Soul Strength …"

Following which, Ron began to lecture them on the mysteries of soul power and its training methods. He lectured nonstop on the podium, and the students below listened very attentively. Only Ron's voice reverberated throughout the hall.

The faces of the students were filled with hunger, and for a moment, they felt as if they were being led by their mentor, Ron, on a road they had never heard of before. The mysterious, terrifying, and powerful Necromancy had opened the door to the path of the strong. See the launch. No ads, please.

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