Cataclysmic Transformation

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At the end of the corridor was a vermilion door, which was closed tightly, but the uneasy feeling in Ron's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and the uneasy feeling was biting him, and he could not help but push the door open to explore exactly.

When he touched the vermilion door lightly, Ron was taken aback. The door didn't open @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, only to see his hand penetrated easily.

"It's that dream?" Ron finally understood, and he was shocked. He didn't think that he had entered that dream again.

Knowing his situation, Ron calmed down at this time. He knew there was no danger here.

In this dream, it seems that some secrets were revealed in the dream, making Ron want to find out.

The body passed through the door unhindered and into the room. The air in the room was cold and terrifying. It was terrifying and suffocating. When he saw the scene in the room, Ron was taken aback.

Several large stone pillars support the entire hall. A huge magic circle is constantly running, exuding a bit of coldness. In the center of this magic circle, there is a young man. The young man is about thirty years old. Dark long flowing hair, full of pride and fair-skinned skin, ** upper body, lower body only wearing a pair of pants, eyes closed, a vine-like thing tightly wrapped around his body, until the ankle, hands were framed He forced him to stand like this.

Ron was taken aback at first, but soon recognized that this magic circle was the legendary "Gathering Circle" that Grandma Homelin told him.

Gathering is to condense the power of soul, and the trace of cold air is the powerful soul power. Ron never thought about why a person's soul power is so powerful.

The death knight looked quietly at the sky, and said for a long time, "The Gargoyle Legion has already played. I don't know if we can reverse the fatigue ..."

Elder Mesto shook his head. "It's too difficult. The other party also has an air force. That is the prestigious Griffon Legion. We can only support it for a while!"

"So what?" The death knight's face was full of anxiety.

Mesto gritted his teeth, "The only hope we can reverse the situation! It's him alone!" As he said, his eyes looked at the room where the young man was, and Shen Sheng said.

"Only by using the gathered spirit array left by Lord Lich King, can he help him to break through the **** realm. In this way, the situation will naturally benefit our side ..."

Young Master refers to the man in the Gathering Array. At the moment, he is absorbing the power in the Gathering Array in a frenzy.

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation among the enemies under the wall.

"The Gargoyle Legion of the Scourge Church is out!"

"Mother, it's a gargoyle!"

"Air Force, what about our Air Force?"

The appearance of the gargoyle caused the following commotion. The faces of those people showed a horrified look. The dense gargoyle legion covered the entire sky. The quantity alone was enough to be frightening.

A sharp-eyed soldier shouted excitedly, "It's the Griffon, it's the Griffon Legion!"

The appearance of the Griffon Legion caused cheers from the enemies below, while the ordinary members of the Scourge Church were ashamed.

Sure enough, after the emergence of the Griffon Legion, the Gargoyle Legion of the Scourge Church was devastated. A fierce air battle broke out on both sides, and countless Necromancers fell.

"Asshole!" Musto's heart was bleeding. These gargoyle legions were the elite of the Scourge Church. He could not afford such losses. At the same time, his heart also showed a trace of sorrow. The Scourge Church now It is no longer the original Scourge Church. With the disappearance of the Lich King and the Civil War of the Scourge Church, the strength has been almost consumed.

At this time, a black robe waiter ran quickly, whispering in the ears of the death knight, a smile appeared on the death knight's face.

"Sir Lord Mesto, congratulations, Lord Master has recovered well. Now, not only has he recovered his strength in the heyday, but also with the gathering of the Lich King, the strength continues to rise, and may even break through the Divine Realm ..."

"Really?" Elder Mosto raised an eyebrow and showed a kind smile. "Very well, this kid has never let me down. As long as he wakes up, it is time for us to fight back!"

The death knight laughed, "Almost forgot, Master Lord is your godson!"

Mosto smiled, his face full of pride.