A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

 Chapter 421 Are you my fan?

 …

 In the hall.

 Almost everyone’s eyes were filled with surprise.

Only Sener chuckled:

“The rising star of the Seven Saints Alliance is actually a lackey of the void?”

“Aren’t you afraid that we will spread the news?”

Matthew looked at him calmly:

 “Sir Ucruz likes people with courage and backbone like you.”

 Sener snorted softly.

He stopped talking, and his expression was no longer as playful as it was at the beginning.

Accompanied by Matthew's vague threat.

 The atmosphere in the hall also became more solid.

 Twenty seconds later.

Demon Lord Eisner slammed the table:

 “I don’t believe you!”

“The people from the Natural Disaster Religion have repeatedly refused to cooperate with us. Why did they send you here at this time?”

“When you launched the undead natural disaster in the sampan plane, you also destroyed the foundation of the natural disaster cult. Everyone here knows very well that the warlock Lance died in the hands of this necromancer!”

 “How can such a person be a representative of the Lord of the Void?”

 The eyes of the others also showed curiosity.

Matthew replied calmly:

 “First of all, I am not from the Calamity Cult.”

“Secondly, as I stand in front of you now, you should be able to understand why the Scourge Religion has repeatedly rejected your invitations.”

“Finally, with so many questions, are you begging me to reveal the truth to you, or are you ordering me to explain intelligence to you?”

 His tone was quite strong.

Cooperating with the holy authority that is always on, Matthew exudes a mysterious and powerful aura from the inside out.

Eisner glared at him.

But he really didn’t dare to do something to Matthew, and he didn’t even have the expected temptation!

 This made Matthew feel relieved.

Also gained a new understanding of the intimidating power of Ukros in the outer plane.

“I heard that many places in the star realm have been corroded by the void. Everyone agrees that the next era will be the era of giant beasts, and Euclus is the leader of the giant beasts..."

“Looking at it this way, if it weren’t for the fact that the Calamity Cult was so defeated, the Lord of the Void should be more famous in the material world!”

 Matthew suddenly remembered what Mary Joa said.

At that time, he felt that the opponent's sophistry accounted for the majority. Now that he thinks about it, the Calamity Order seems to have really held back Ucruz a lot!

 The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly awkward.

 Fortunately, someone stepped forward to smooth things over:

“According to the original intention of the plan, wouldn’t the more people join, the better?”

“Even if Mr. Matthew cannot represent the will of the Lord of the Void, he is still a member of the Seven Saints Alliance. As long as he comes with sincerity, why should we turn him away?”

“Besides, everyone has sensed the breath of void just now. How many people in this world can simulate the breath of the Lord of the Void?”

“I definitely believe in Matthew. With the will of the Lord of the Void, our chance of winning has increased by 10%.”

 Matthew took a closer look.

The person who stood up to speak for himself was the vampire natural soul "Mosong", but Matthew was certain that this body contained the soul of someone else.

 And he must know that person himself.

 Because this tone of voice gave him a familiar feeling.

However, at this moment he had to focus more on other people -

 But I heard the dracolich Stephanie remind her coldly:

“Even if he is really a vain person, he still has a hostile relationship with us.”

“And he is not trustworthy. I once felt the power of Tianlun Palace in his undead body. Later I learned that that power came from Vasnov who faked his death..."

Matthew endured huge pressure and Shi Shiran came to a chair and sat down.

 Then he crossed his legs, hugged his knees with both hands, and replied in a relaxed tone:

“Vasnov and Lance were both sent to the void world by me, and they are all my subordinates—I mean in the future.”

 “These are things that can be verified.”

"If you don't have the ability to verify it yourself, I suggest you ask other capable people instead of sitting here like a shrew and just asking stupid questions that make you laugh."

 The Dragon Lich's soul fire trembled slightly.

Matthew glared back not to be outdone.

 Privately, he clenched his fists, ready to break out and start a war at any time.

 Even as a last resort.

 He can be forcibly promoted to legend!

However, I don’t know if it’s because the Lord of the Void’s reputation is too great, or because he’s afraid of other people.

Stephanie, like Eisner, did not take action.

 She just mocked coldly:

 “Tarraste won’t let you join.”

 “You have no right to take a share of this pie, **** Necromancer!”

Mo Song chuckled and said:

 “I don’t think so.”

 “I’m very optimistic about you, Matthew.”

 Stephanie snorted heavily.

At this time, Hayek, the deputy leader of the Hades, who was sitting next to Sener, suddenly said:

 “So what is the priesthood and domain you seek after joining?”

Matthew thought for a while:

 “Ashes?”

 “Immortal?”

"nature?"

 “Balance…in short, the more the merrier!”

Hayek had a strange smile on his pale face:

 “You are so greedy.”

“Wanting to hold so many priesthoods means that you will be deprived of all your humanity. Almost no one here would do that!”

"I always feel that you don't really want to join, you just want to be a free hand..."

 Sen'er next to him immediately encouraged him and said:

 “You can try him.”

Hayek looked at Matthew with an unkind look.

Matthew stared at the other party with similarly narrowed eyes:

 “Of course you can try it.”

 “It’s never a big deal to offend me because I’m a generous person.”

"But your mutual friend may not be that generous, what do you think? Mr. Searle?"

 Sen'er was still smiling indifferently.

However, Hayek's expression was not so natural.

obviously.

 Matthew’s response put a lot of pressure on the other party—

 The common friend he mentioned was of course Viscount Fan.

 Previously in the Shenlong Island incident.

 Sener was entrusted by Viscount Fan to suppress the Cult of Hades, but now this guy is hanging out with the deputy leader of the Cult of Hades.

 Think of the two treasures, the Poisonous Fang and the Dragon's Ring, which fell into Sen'er's hands together.

  Matthew could have accused Sener of violating his commission with Viscount Fan and secretly colluding with Hayek—

 At least this seems reasonable.

 “Listen, we’re not going to say anything about where you are from.”

Hayek suddenly said seriously:

 “You too, do you understand?”

This guy seems to be quite afraid of Viscount Fan's revenge.

 Hence before Matthew could speak.

“Mo Song”, who has always been very active, interjected again:

 “This is what both of you should do.”

"After entering this hall, all of us are like-minded partners. Once there is any deliberate betrayal, even if it is just a little bit of information, everyone else will jointly target!"

 “This is our rule!”

As soon as this statement came out.

Stephanie the Dragon Lich immediately asked:

 “When is the rule?”

"I do not know how?"

Mozon shrugged:

“Oh, Terraste told me this morning, and he should announce it publicly again later.”

 After saying that, he walked up to Matthew and enthusiastically took out some tea sets and cups:

 “How about some drinks?”

 “Tea, coffee, or... some of this?”

The voice fell.

 Suddenly he cut his wrist with his long nails—

　　Gurgling grunting!

 Thick and scarlet blood emerged from the blood vessels and dripped on the wall of the transparent cup and on the table.

 A period of time.

The extremely strong smell of blood filled the table.

 "Mo Song"'s face showed an extremely intoxicated expression.

 “Have a drink, Matthew.”

　　He urged earnestly.

Matthew took the warm cup and did not drink it, but looked at the other person's appearance with gentle eyes.

 A certain moment.

He suddenly felt blessed and blurted out:

 “Dematheus?”

Mo Song chuckled:

 “I thought you had forgotten my name.”

“But now that I have been reborn, the name Mosong suits me better.

 I have to defend myself a few words, the thing is this -

The original owner of this body, the poor Mr. Mosson, was in agony between the dual identities of the soul of nature and the vampire, unable to live or die.

 Under great pain.

 He agreed that the eternal night angel Freiner had taken over his body.

However, Fleiner not only failed to help him commit suicide, but instead took over his body and humiliated his soul day and night.

　　I saw that he was really pitiful, so after asking him repeatedly about his feelings, I helped him finish the divorce; 　　　As for Fleener.

He wanted to live. He begged me to give him a living body so that he could enjoy human pleasure and the beauty of Corinthian tobacco.

 In short, he did not want to commit suicide at all.

 So I could only help him end it.

 So now, the identity of the traveler **** has become a thing of the past. Now I am a vampire who is passionate about nature protection and a natural soul who loves bloodletting.

 I think we will have a lot in common, Matthew.

If you are free tonight, you can come to my room..."

 He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Stephanie the Dragon Lich stood up with a gloomy look.

 Her voice was sharp, and her echo echoed throughout the hall:

 “Mozon—!”

 “I’ll take a step to speak, I have something to ask you.”

Mosong smiled warmly at Matthew, and then left the hall with the Dracolich generously.

 They went to the nearby corridor to chat privately.

Matthew sat calmly in his seat.

 He could feel many eyes looking at him, but the hottest one came from the side on his right——

over there.

Sitting was a middle-aged woman with a dignified face. Her face looked familiar to Matthew, but her aura was even more impressive.

Next to the woman sat a bored spirit body. The spirit body seemed to have been temporarily fixed through some special ritual. Matthew could feel the traces of necromancy magic, which seemed to be the work of the dracolich Stephanie.

 “Daisy and Lyndon?”

Despite the change in appearance, Matthew was still able to identify the other party’s identity!

No.

 It’s not Daisy.

Matthew's pupils shrank slightly. The smell on the other person's body was so strong that he could almost tell that it was the smell of evil spirits without thinking.

at the same time.

　　The true identities of these two people were sensed on the data column.

 …

“Warning: You have encountered the avatar of the evil spirit lord Omadoch and the reincarnation of the great elf king Nicholas!”

 …

 Matthew thought to himself, "Good guy."

This hall is filled with all kinds of poisons!

I have just killed Omadouqi's son Hodges and his beloved concubine Gulishati in the sampan plane. The other party hates me even more than the demon lord Eisner!

 As for the reincarnated Great Elf King...

  Matthew did not understand it though.

But with Linden’s previous impressive performance, it’s hard for him to believe that the opponent is anything good.

 Fortunately, Omadouchi and Nicholas behaved quite restrainedly on the whole.

 They just stared at Matthew without saying a word, let alone any other actions.

 Matthew looked elsewhere.

 It can only be said that the hall is full of enemies. They sit together in twos and threes, and they obviously have their own small groups——

 Sener and Hayek are the most obvious ones who stick together, and the two people are also the least hostile to him;

Not to mention Omadouqi and Nicholas, the two of them plus the dracolich Stephanie should be in the same group. Matthew had several encounters with them when he was in the troll underground palace, but he was not around at that time. There were two fierce generals, but none of these three were probably in their prime, so there wasn't much conflict;

 Demon Lord Eisner is in his own league and sits far away from everyone;

　　Mo Song, who was reborn as the Traveler God, seems to have a good relationship with everyone;

 Matthew is new here;

Other than that, there is only a short-haired drow.

The drow had a good figure, but his eyes were quite cold. The feeling of keeping strangers away reminded him of Laila.

 This drow is obviously much more powerful than Lyra.

 She did not exist at all in Matthew's initial perception!

So much so that Matthew almost ignored her in the corner.

It can be seen that the opponent's concealment skills have reached a state of perfection.

 In terms of strength.

Matthew initially determined that most of the people here were just legends.

 Some people may have the strength of a high-level legend in their true form, but due to the constraints of avatars or landing in the material world, they can only show legendary level power at best.

Evil spirit lord Omadouqi and demon lord Eisner are the representatives;

 Sener and Stephanie may be legendary in terms of their strength, while Hayek is at most an ordinary legend;

The Great Elf King Nicholas doesn’t even seem to be a legend;

The strength of the traveler **** Mozon and the short-haired drow cannot be defined. Matthew judged them to be a step above the legend.

 After one lap of evaluation.

 Matthew's heart also felt a little calmer.

“The threshold for the Ancient God’s Restoration Project is not as high as I thought…”

“Among all the people, perhaps only Terraste has the power to reach the pinnacle of legendary status...”

 Matthew gradually relaxed.

He was under quite a lot of pressure just now.

 In order to resist this pressure and ride the wave.

 He did not hesitate to expose his identity related to the void—

certainly.

This exposure is also limited.

 Matthew only showed them the breath of void on his body, but did not reveal his bloodline of void.

 There is an essential difference between the two.

Now he is almost equivalent to a warlock holding a tiger's skin.

 The reason why he can sit here so arrogantly.

 The guise of the Lord of the Void is of course only one aspect.

 What is more important is his identity from the alliance.

 This point is actually quite subtle.

Everyone present knew it, but no one pointed it out.

“Looking at it this way, even if we fall out later, except for a few, I will have a chance to kill them all!”

“Dead people cannot speak, so there is no risk of leaking information.”

 A trace of cruelty flashed in Matthew's heart.

  He understood what kind of situation he was facing. After this incident, it was still unknown whether the alliance could maintain its previously stable rule.

If it didn't work, Matthew just lay down on the ground and ran away to nothing!

 He was prepared for the worst.

 Next.

 It’s time to adapt to circumstances.

after awhile.

Tarast walked over from another aisle with steady steps.

 He looks much younger, no longer like an old man, but more like a well-maintained middle-aged man.

Tarastus obviously knew Matthew’s purpose from Biana.

 There are probably monitoring spells in the hall.

 In short, after he came over, he did not question Matthew's identity and camp, but lightly introduced the other members to Matthew.

It is also in this process.

Matthew just learned that the short-haired iceberg drow was named Mira, a legendary bard and a legendary drow warrior!

Dual career legend!

Matthew was shocked. This was an extremely difficult achievement.

He knew that this drow was secretive after all, but he didn't expect to be so powerful!

 And the name Mira.

 It seemed familiar to him.

 A few seconds later.

Matthew suddenly pulled out a heavy tome from his suitcase, with the following words clearly written on the cover in Drow language -

 "A Love Story in Deep City".

This one was not the one he found in the underground cave, but another manuscript among a pile of storybooks sent to him by the silver dragon girl Sylvia one day.

 At that time, he was surprised at how widely this book spread.

Matthew subconsciously opened the title page.

 At this time he had already remembered—

The heroine of this book is called Mira, but the author’s pen name is Chunqing Zhuoer.

 Matthew glanced at the pen name.

 Looking at the cold and arrogant short-haired Drow again, he thought it must be a coincidence.

 Such a cold girl should not be able to write...

 “Swish swish!”

 A quill suddenly came over, and then Matthew felt that there were two more obstacles in front of him.

 It didn’t take long.

 There is a set of black and green autographs on the title page.

 “Are you my fan?”

The short-haired drow asked calmly.

Without waiting for Matthew to answer, she turned around and left coolly, leaving behind a sentence:

"You're welcome."

Matthew closed the book silently, not knowing what expression he should show.

Tarast coughed and brought the topic to the right track:

“We certainly welcome the Lord of the Void to join our plans.”

 “But before that there is a problem that you need to solve.”

“Before you joined, each of us performed his own duties and had already made a distribution plan.”

“According to our needs, the total number of members is nine, which meets the odd number requirements. If you join, it will become ten, which will cause the startup to fail.”

"So if you want to add people, you must add two people, otherwise you can't join."

 Matthew looked across the room.

 Then asked:

 “Who do you want me to bring in?”

A smile appeared on Tyrast's face:

 “Lord of the Thousand Changers, Jia Si Liwen.”

"This name should be familiar to you. She is in Snail Valley Prison. With your current status, it should be easy to get her out."

“You bring Jia Siliwen here, and we believe in your sincerity. You will be a part of the ancient god’s restoration plan.”

 “Think about it.”

 …

I have been suffering from insomnia these past few days, so I took a rest and will start to resume my daily 7K tomorrow to build up my strength!

 (End of this chapter)