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Moran took a deep breath and used the Healing Guard. A moment later, Ron's injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ron's wounds had healed, but Moran was surprised that he hadn't woken up yet.

"What's going on?"

Moran reached out and grabbed Ron's arm, inspecting it carefully, but seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she frowned.

"His injuries have clearly completely healed, but why is he still not awake?"

"Big Brother Ron!" At this moment, a clear voice rang out and a petite figure rushed in, frightened by the sight of Ron's appearance.

"Big brother Ron, big brother Ron, what's wrong with you?" Little Rain was shaking Ron's arm with all her might, but Ron seemed completely unconscious, his eyes closed and unconscious.

"Miss Moran, are you a wizard? I beg you to save him … "

Little Yu also said, "Big sister Mo Lan, please save big brother Ron!"

Moran sighed. "Do I not want to save him? But I've already used the Healing Guard, and he still hasn't woken up.

"Ah —" Bagsala cried out in surprise, "Then... Then when will he wake up? "

"I don't know either!" Moran spread out his hands. "If I really can't participate in the tournament, I can only give up!" Fortunately, the eighth place spot was still held … In that case, I can also explain it to Grandfather! "

She glanced at Ron and fell silent.

Moran was also looking at Ron, his eyes closed, his body unharmed. His face was calm and peaceful, as if he were sleeping.

"What do we do now?" Bagsala asked, asking about Moran and herself.

Moran pondered for a moment. "Let's carry him back to the hotel first. Maybe he just used up too much energy and fainted …"

"Come, Tie Shan, carry him back!" Moran said.

"Yes, Miss!" Tieshan nodded and reached out to help Ron up.

… ….

A 17-18 year old girl was limping through the cold corridors of the Colosseum. The corridors were very dark, just like her current state of mind.

At this moment, she slowly raised her head because she saw a familiar figure.

"I never would have thought that you would actually lose!" A youth of the same age walked out from the shadows, a smile on his face as he said, "It's really surprising, Paresha …"

"It's you?"

The woman named Palesha was Medusa, who had once transformed into a giant snake. She had hidden her name during the competition.

Even though she failed, the arrogance on her face did not diminish.

He was also one of the top eight, and was of the same species as Paleisha, but of a different race. He was a powerful Venomous Scorpion Lion, and was from the Venomous Scorpion Lion race.

Demonic Beast Venomous Scorpion Lion, his name was — Na Po. His strength was even greater than Parapo's, reaching the realm of the eleventh step.

The ranks of magical beasts were roughly the same as humans. From the fourth to the sixth step, it was equivalent to the strength of a soldier, and from the seventh to the ninth step, it was equivalent to the level of a master, and from the tenth to the twelfth step, it was equivalent to the level of a master.

There was an evil smile on Po's face as he ridiculed, "A genius expert of the Medusa clan, the one who could use the second form Pareisha actually lost to a human. If word of this got out, the entire magical beast clan would probably fall out of laughing …"

Paretha slowly retracted her gaze, and coldly snorted. "What's so surprising about that?" His strength is great, my skills are inferior, I have nothing to say … "

"Hehe, I don't agree with what you just said …" "It's not that magical beasts can't be defeated, but what I can't accept is that I lost to a human …"

"Tsk … "Human, are such low level races worthy of being compared with us?" Poe's eyes were filled with disdain.

"What's the point of saying this now?" "If you have the ability to defeat him, then tell me!"

"Of course, I will definitely defeat him, as long as he comes into my hands …"

"Then go call him …" Anything else? No more? "Alright, goodbye …" Palesha felt that this guy was too boring. He had come all the way here just to say this nonsense. She smiled disdainfully and turned to leave.

"Humph!"

… ….

In the largest and most luxurious hotel in Zuma, Ron's body lay still on a bed filled with ornaments. He had not woken up since the battle had ended into the dead of night.

Bagsala and Little Rain stayed close by his side, taking care of him.

"Yayah--" The door opened and Moran entered.

Little Rain had gone to sleep in the next room, and only Bagsala was here, Moran asked with concern.

"He hasn't woken up yet?"

"The two of us took turns watching him, but he didn't wake up."

Moran sighed. "Tomorrow. Tomorrow will be the finals. If he doesn't wake up, he'll have to give up … "

Although he would still be able to stay in the eighth position even if he gave up, the treatment for the first three places would be completely different. With the strength Ron had displayed today, it was still possible for him to advance to the top three.

"Eldest Miss … Can I ask you a favor? " Bathurst lowered his head and said softly.

Moran nodded. "Go ahead!"

Basra's long eyelashes were filled with tears, "Young miss, Ron is out of the league now and he's also ranked, but the following matches are even more dangerous and his opponent is even stronger, I … I don't want anything to happen to Ron. "

She bit her lip and looked up. "Miss, please don't let him compete again, okay?"

Maureen sighed as she looked at Batha's tear-stained face, and her gaze fell on Ron's, who was as calm and sleeping as a child.

How could he be a warrior fighting to the death with a magical beast? He had nearly lost his life today.

Mo Lan couldn't bear it any longer. She gritted her teeth and lightly nodded her head.

Bagsala's eyes lit up. "Really? Eldest Miss? You really made him give up the match … "

"Of course it's true!" Mo Lan smiled and said, "There is a deal between him and me. He has obtained a ranking, so he can be considered to have fulfilled his promise to me. It's time for me to fulfill my own promise … It doesn't matter if he participates in the following matches or not! "

"Great!" Bagsala cheered.

Moran smiled wryly. She had promised Bagsala because she did not want Ron to take the risk again, and at some point she had begun to worry about him.

After chatting for a bit, Mo Lan said goodbye and left.

The room grew quiet, and Bagsala, with her hands on her face, looked at Ron for a long time, her eyes blurring.

Ron was unconscious because it wasn't his body that had been injured, but his soul, which had been burned by his soul.

In Ron's sea of consciousness, his soul had become extremely small, as if he had lost a large amount of power.

"Is this my soul?"

Ron entered his sea of consciousness and took control of his soul. He raised his hand slightly, only to see that it had become thin, as if it could disappear at any time.

"As expected, he was severely injured …" Ron couldn't help but smile wryly, "This Soul Ignition really shouldn't be used so easily …"

Using Soul Ignition would cause damage to the soul, but this time, the damage to the soul was just too great. The green energy that leaked out from the soul ring wouldn't be able to repair the damaged soul for a while.

Seeing the split in the sky, Ron decided to go there and take a look.

His soul rose and gradually floated into the air as he was sucked into the vortex.

A mountain of bones, Ron walked through the mountains.

Arriving at the familiar White Bone Castle, in front of the castle gates, two skeletons holding giant axes saw Ron. Their eyes flashed and the two axes released, allowing Ron to enter.

Ron walked slowly to the center of the hall, where a crystal coffin lay quietly on the floor.

"Grandpa Homerin!"

Sure enough, in the crystal coffin lay Grandpa Homerin. He was lying there quietly, with a serene expression on his face.

Ron noticed that his soul power had recovered considerably, but he was still too weak to wake up, and he longed to see Grandpa Holmerin standing beside him, smiling at him.

"Grandpa Homerin …"

A flicker of joy took hold of Ron's heart, and now his face filled with excitement.

His grandfather's soul force had recovered. Although it was very slow, it was indeed recovering.

He believed that one day, Grandpa Khomeering would wake up again.

Taking a deep breath, Ron stood up and was about to leave when a ray of light caught his attention …

The light was coming from behind the stone, and on the stone was the cultivation method for Necromancy that Grandpa Homerin had left for him, but he had never noticed what was behind the stone.

"There... There seems to be something …? "

A thought struck Ron, and he hurried toward the light.

It was a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was a dark green light.

Ron walked down the corridor until he reached the end, where a strong light blinded him.

Ron's eyes narrowed for a moment as he shielded his eyes slightly. When he opened them, he was surprised.

"What is this?"

What he saw was a very large pagoda. At this moment, Ron was at the bottom of the pagoda. With a single glance, he could not see the top, and he was emitting a very powerful soul power.

This power made Ron feel suffocated.

The powerful spirit power emanating from the tower was attracting him, and Ron couldn't help but take a step in the direction of the tower.

At this moment, from the top of the tall tower, a green light shone, brightening the dark sky.

"Crack crack crack …"

The tower began to turn and emit a sharp "ka ka" sound. Soon after, it began to revolve crazily.

Large amounts of soul force leaked out, filling the entire sky.

Ron was stunned, "This... "This is …" This chapter was finished! 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.