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Chapter 32 Black Robe
Ronan plans to find a blacksmith to forge a better sword for him after moving to the town.
Without enchantments, the price shouldn't be too expensive.
Ronan picked up the long sword and rubbed it on his trouser leg to wipe off the dust, then put the one-handed sword back into his waist.
He picked up the robe on the ground and put it on.
Compared to a few months ago, Ronan now seems like a completely different person, having completely completed the gorgeous transformation from a wretched fat man to a sunny and handsome man.
His height soared to 1.85 meters, with a handsome face and a slender body.
Her long chestnut curly hair was draped over her shoulders, and her lake blue eyes seemed to be hiding a sharpness.
If he took off his robes, there would definitely be a lot of people who would believe him if he said he had been practicing chivalry since he was a child.
"Go home."
Ronan calculated the time and realized that he had been out for a while, so he prepared to go home.
The Tree House area is in chaos right now, with robberies and murders happening all the time, not to mention Old Six who robs and steals houses.
Thefts happened every day. Although Ronan had hidden most of his valuables in a secret place, he was still a little worried because he was not around for a long time.
It would only take Ronan three to five minutes to get from the lakeside forest to his residence at his current speed.
"Rustle, rustle—"
Ronan had just walked away for a while when he suddenly heard a series of tiny noises coming from the bushes nearby.
He paused and immediately became alert.
"Whoosh!"
A white-lipped deer jumped out from a bush in front of Ronan, without even looking at him, and disappeared into another bush.
Before he could come to his senses.
Goats, foxes, rabbits and
other small animals ran past Ronan one after another, looking frightened, as if they were being chased by some terrible natural enemy.
Ronan's first reaction was that there was another wizard fighting nearby.
There has been a lot of commotion in the forest lately, with wizards performing spells from time to time, causing the small animals that were preparing to store food for the winter to move around every now and then. He has seen similar scenes more than once or twice.
Ronan stood where he was, intending to wait for the waves of animals in front of him to run away.
But after waiting for a while, I found that the rustling noises in the jungle became more and more frequent, and there was an endless stream of running animals, and their sizes were getting bigger and bigger
. "Something is wrong. What kind of noise can cause such a large number of wild animals to flee?"
Ronan vaguely sensed an unusual atmosphere.
His expression was slightly tense. He stopped waiting and forced his way through the fleeing beasts from one side.
The further I went, the more obvious the inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in my heart became, and my steps became faster and faster.
"Swoosh—"
Passing through the dense bushes, Ronan came to an open and bright open space.
He rushed forward, stepped onto a tall tree trunk in a few steps, and climbed to the top of the tree with nimble hands and feet.
Taking advantage of the height of the trees, you can look around and see far away.
In an instant, Ronan's pupils contracted and his whole body froze on the tree.
All I saw was thick black smoke floating around in the vast and dense forest.
Countless birds were circling over the forest and flying everywhere.
Faint explosions and roars could be heard in the distance, along with the screams and roars of humans and animals. The whole scene was filled with smoke.
Ronan's face gradually darkened as he looked at the signal smoke that was coming from near or far. At this moment, he could no longer tell who released these signals.
In the forest, there are more than one groups of wandering wizards who gather in groups like them, and the signal boxes used for seeking help and early warning have similar effects.
"Black robe."
The word slowly emerged in Ronan's mind, and his heartbeat began to slowly speed up.
When the thing he had been worrying about for a long time finally became a reality one day, Ronan unexpectedly found that he was not too nervous or afraid. Instead, he felt an urge to try it out. Taking a
deep breath, Ronan grabbed the hilt of the one-handed sword at his waist, then chose a signal sending position closest to him and rushed over quickly.
In a devastated forest clearing, a great battle between wizards is taking place.
Seven or eight gray-robed wizards in robes of various colors are working together to besiege a black-robed man who exudes a strong cold aura and has a gloomy and cold face.
The grey-robed wizards had a huge numerical advantage, but the situation on the field was just the opposite.
The black-robed wizard holding a gray bone staff was controlling a tall and burly flesh and blood monster that seemed to be made of a large number of corpse parts, chanting softly and calmly leading the direction of the battle.
"..@#￥!"
The black-robed wizard uttered evil and strange spell syllables from his dark lips. He shook the staff in his hand lightly, and a dark green ball of light shot out suddenly.
A middle-aged man in a gray robe with a sallow face was unable to dodge and was hit head-on by the dark green light.
The next second, the middle-aged man in gray robe screamed miserably.
The moment the dark green ball of light fell on him, it immediately turned into a pool of sticky and disgusting green liquid, and then quickly corroded his flesh and blood into smoke.
In just a few breaths, the middle-aged man in gray robe was corroded into a pool of pus and blood and fell to the ground.
"Burni"
The several gray-robed men standing next to the middle-aged gray-robed man saw his miserable condition and all showed expressions of pity on their faces.
A plump female wizard couldn't stand the huge stimulation and even bent over and vomited violently.
"roar--"
A creepy and strange roar was heard in the field, and a flesh-and-blood monster made of pieces of corpses strode towards the crowd with a low roar.
The gray-robed wizards turned pale and retreated one after another, except for a burly figure in black leather armor holding a big sword who took the initiative to face forward.
The burly figure flashed white light as he collided fiercely with the flesh and blood monster, making a loud and dull sound.
"Half-elf knight?..."
The black-robed wizard stared at the burly figure holding the big sword for a while, then ignored him and turned his attention back to the other gray-robed wizards.
He gently waved the bone staff in his hand, his lips moved quickly, and soon another dark green light ball was summoned.
This time the gray-robed man cast several spells in time.
But it took almost all of these spells being used one after another to barely offset the dark green ball of light.
"This guy is a level six apprentice!"
A young man with a thin face and gray hair tied into small braids spoke with a grim expression.
"So I can only rely on you!"
In the gray robe, a half-elf wizard with pointed ears and delicate features stared at the black robe and said in a deep voice: "Only you have the ability to hurt him!
The rest of us will help you buy time,
Linus, you should have learned the zero-level intermediate spell, right?"
"That's natural."
The gray-haired young man who was attacked by Linus snorted, his face gloomy, and he closed his eyes and began to concentrate on the guidance before casting the spell.
The remaining grey-robed wizards, under the command of the beautiful half-elf wizard, took out their few means of attack and threw them at the black-robed wizard.
Unfortunately, these grey-robed wizards, who generally only have the strength of second- or third-level apprentices, cannot cast very powerful spells no matter how hard they try, and only a few of them can pose a threat to the black-robed wizards.
On the other hand, the black robes would randomly cast a spell from time to time, which was like a disaster for the gray robes.
(End of this chapter)