Cataclysmic Transformation

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The fierce battle of Versailles has come to an end. The demons of the power of the gods are dying and escaping. Ron, the god, is there, and the rest is unintentional.

Under the attack of the Noah Continental Allied Forces, the Burning Legion's strength in Versailles suddenly collapsed. All that remained was sporadic resistance, and the Allied forces occupied Versailles.

In this battle, the Burning Legion suffered the biggest defeat in the history of Noah, and the record of Noah ’s coalition forces was enough to go down in history.

Of course, all of this is inseparable from Ron's strength and efforts. It can be said that without Ron, the outcome of this battle will be completely rewritten.

Ron did not chase after the fleeing demons. His attention had been attracted by the terror forces from Quebec City. He slowly landed on the ground.

At the moment, the city of Versailles has turned into a ruinous scene, with burning flames and corpses everywhere. Not far away, the rising blue smoke rises, and from time to time there are several explosions and shouts of killing, indicating this war It is not over yet.

"Ron ... Ron ..."

As soon as Ron landed, a group of people gathered around him.

Cardina, Aurora, Di Lin, Xia Ya and other women surrounded Ron, showing a concerned look in her eyes, and at the same time full of that admiration for her husband.

In the Scourge Church, Khomelin, Vivian, and others also gathered around and congratulated Ron.

Lombard was found in the crowd. Although he was a little tired at the moment, he was energetic, and Ron greeted him with a smile, "Brother Lombard, are you okay?"

Lombard patted his thigh in excitement. "Oh, it's just a little injury. It's not a big deal. It's you, Ron. Give us a long face!"

In the history of Noah ’s continent, humans have been looked down upon by higher races such as orcs, elves, and Warcraft. Since there is no strong god, the voice of humans has not been valued until Ron ’s promotion to the **** realm changed this. Those higher races began to look at these races that have been discriminated for thousands of years with equal eyes.

Yes, humans do not have inherently strong powers or extraordinary talents for magic, but they are diligent and hardworking, good at learning and imitating, have a strong will and sacrifice spirit, and are not inferior to other races.

This point, for Lombard, who often travels abroad in adventure missions, has deep experience. He once joined some other sacred team of Sanctuary, but that team clearly stated that it does not accept the participation of humans.

Ron only smiled faintly at Lombard's praise.

"Master Lord ..."

Vivienne stepped forward and briefed Ron on the casualties of the Battle of Versailles.

"There are three newly joined sacred domain strongmen who have died in battle ... The Etalian mentor in the Scourge Academy has died in war ... and ..." Vivian's expression was filled with sadness at the moment, for the rising Scourge Church Everyone is a treasure, and their death is a great loss to the natural disaster church.

Listening to the names one by one, everyone's heart is full of heavy.

Ron listened quietly, although the battle of Versailles won, but the price paid far exceeded his imagination, especially the teachers and students of the Scourge College, they should have taught in the quiet college, preaching , Immersed in the mystery of the mysterious undead, wandering in the ocean of knowledge, becoming a new generation of powerful.

However, their young lives were always sleeping on the land of Versailles and became victims of war.

Ron took a deep breath, tears flashing in his eyes, and suggested, "Let's mourn!"

Everyone fell silent, paying tribute to the lives lost in the battle against the Burning Legion.

Before dawn, the night began to fall, and the coalition soldiers of the Scourge Church were still cleaning the battlefield.

None of the corpses on the battlefield were intact, and some even turned into a piece of minced meat. They could not see the original appearance, and even the soldiers who had just bravely fought spit up at all this.

In a huge temporary tent, Ron was holding a military meeting. All the heavyweights of the Scourge Church were there. In a short time, a petite black figure pushed through the door.

It was Lisa who came in. At the moment, she was wearing a tight black robe, revealing the graceful curves of her delicate body, and she came in and gave a quiet salute.

"Master Master, Longfield Elder Lafield, and Lord Frigga, President of the House of Representatives, sent an invitation to you and Elder Khomelin. He said ... I hope you can go over and discuss some things at your convenience ..."

Dragon patriarch? Speaker of the House of Representatives?

Everyone knows that these high-ranking big men are summoned, and everyone will be frightened, but now they don't feel much.

Ron stood up all of a sudden, "I'll go by now!"

...

Ron and Khomelin came to the place where Laffield said, and along the way, they encountered countless high-level Warcraft. Most of these Warcraft have good strength, many, and above the Holy Land.

Ron and Khomelin glanced at each other, and both were secretly shocked. They could not think that the Warcraft group in Noah's continent was so powerful. In terms of overall strength, humans, elves, and orcs are not opponents of Warcraft. How did you pull up this powerful team.

"It's no wonder that the Dragon Race is known as the master of Warcraft. It's really not easy to surrender so many unruly advanced Warcraft!" Ron thought silently as he walked.

Seeing the two coming, the Warcraft roared first, but when they saw Ron and Khomelin, they quickly snarled and snarled a few times, expressing respect.

Ron and Khomelin came to a huge house-something that could not be called a house.

Due to the destruction of the war, the entire city of Versailles could not find a house that was still intact. Laffield asked the Warcrafts to use the boulder to build up the place and become the temporary command post of the coalition.

As soon as Ron and Khomelin entered the door, "Wow--", dozens of eyes immediately focused on him, with strong envy, jealousy, and a trace of fear in these eyes.

Under the guidance of a high elf, Ron came to his seat, which was in the middle left position, sitting next to Lafield, he looked around, but found that all the senators and most of the members of the House of Representatives had arrived, Moran, the orc holy wizard, also sat on behalf of the orc family. She was in the seat of Lijia.

Watching Ron sit down, Laffield coughed, "Okay, everyone is here, we have a meeting now!"

This meeting, known as the Noah ’s strongest alliance, was finally convened. After defeating the Burning Legion in Versailles, the coalition also reached consensus for the first time, but at the following meeting, there was a divergence.

"I don't know what your Highness Ron thinks of our next move?" After Lafield finished speaking, he posed the question to Ron.

Everyone in the room focused on him.

Ron smiled slightly and said without hesitation, "Of course, go ahead and go straight to Quebec City. Everyone already knows what happened, and I have nothing to say!"

Ron's voice just fell, and everyone was surprised. Some people might think of the result, but they didn't expect Ron to be so simple.

"Oh, move on, Ron, you said so easily ... That Quebec City has such a terrifying power, so powerful it is unmatched ... Do you want us to die?"

At this time, a loud voice sounded, and Ron looked away, but he was a white-browed old man. Judging from the fluctuation of his breath, it should be undoubtedly Warcraft.

Frigga immediately introduced, "This is a senator from the Warcraft family, and Lord Dilo from the Lion family ..."

Lion man Phoenix?

Ron remembered that there was a big guy with the power of the gods on the battlefield, with the face of a lion, a human body covered with long hair, and a pair of wings with red feathers on his back. It was powerful, but he was unexpected. .

Warcraft rarely changes its ontology, and the lion Feng Di Luo is no exception, so Ron has never seen him.

After the lion Feng Di Luo finished speaking, the room went silent. After all, his speech represented the voice of everyone. The horror force from Quebec was so powerful that it could dominate everything, and everyone ’s power was like him. Ants are generally small.

This point Ron also understands that even if he is as strong as the mid-level power of God Realm, in front of that terrifying power, he is just a bigger ant. The comparison between the two in terms of strength is not a series at all.

Ron was about to speak, but heard a somber voice in the corner.

"Hum ... as you said, we can only wait for death here? After the resurrection of the **** king Sauron, do you think he will let us go? It's just the difference between early death and late death ..."

Khomelin was speaking, and when Ron was accused, he was the first to stand up and express his support.

The lion phoenix smirked slightly, hehe laughed, "It's not you who died, of course it doesn't matter. I'm afraid that someone fooled others to charge and hide behind others to enjoy the victory. You humans ... haven't you always been like this?"

"you……"

Despite Khomelin's good self-cultivation, this guy was still blushing and his neck was thick, but he also had to admit this. Some 100,000 years ago, some humans did this.

"Let me say a few words!"

Ron waved his hand, beckoning Grandma Khomelin to rest, and he stood up and looked firmly at everyone.

"I understand everyone's doubts. There is nothing wrong. The terror force from Quebec City does make people feel retreat. That force is a strong man from the plane of **** ... Sauron, known as the **** king, but today's He has been dead for a long time, and the magic circle created by the blood and soul of countless creatures in Quebec City is just to resurrect him ... "

Ron briefly introduced the situation. He waved his hand and extended three fingers. "The current situation is grim. Six days ... there are only six days. The powerful **** king will be resurrected on the Noah continent. , It ’s chilling to think about it ... "

"Fortunately, he hasn't really been resurrected yet, we still have time to stop all this ... why ... don't we do it?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we can stop this!"

"Seven days ... is enough ..."

"The Burning Legion that once swept across the entire Noah continent is also a terrifying existence, but now, their main force has been defeated by us, what is terrible?"

"I believe we can do it ... the power of the **** king Sauron is terrifying ... but what is terrible about a dead body?"

Ron's voice echoed in the humble room, and there was an exciting power in his words.

The room was silent, but from those people's eyes, Ron seemed to see the desperate people's eyes, revealing something called "hope."

"Kill them ..." Someone called out.

"Attack on Quebec, plan to stop the Burning Legion ..."

"Get rid of the invaders!"

"Victory belongs to us!"

Ron's words were extremely inspiring. Everyone's fighting spirit was burning at this moment, and they all stood up and said they would fight against the Burning Legion.

The elven high priest Wendini sat on the seat without a word, but looked at Ron's eyes with a hint of approval.

Lafield and Frigga looked at each other and sighed silently.

"Quiet ... Quiet ..."

Ron waved for everyone to calm down. At this time, his eyes fell on the lion Feng Di Luo, and said with a slight smile.

"I'm aware of Lord DeLor's worries, but we are not the Holy Holy See 100,000 years ago. This time, our Scourge Church will take the lead ..."

"Of course, this is just my decision!" Ron's eyes looked around, everyone touched his eyes, and he lowered his head involuntarily.

"Whether you go or not ... our Scourge Church will ... attack Quebec ... at any cost, stop the conspiracy of the Burning Legion ... stop the resurrection of the **** king Sauron!"