A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 429 You really want me to call you daddy?

 …

 Margaret?

Matthew was slightly startled. It must be the same name, right?

 As far as he knows, the female mage Margaret who was reborn with his help is still on the cyber dragon.

And Cyber ​​Dragon is a city of artificers, so how can it be related to Blood Drinking Mountain?

 So he asked:

 “Where does that Miss Margaret live?”

 The golden bird pointed out a general direction.

Matthew looked in that direction for a while, then took out the map Terraste had given him and tried to compare it.

 As a result, he discovered.

 The map is completely inconsistent with reality!

The map provided by Tyrast does not contain much content. Based on his own description, the Troll Holy Land should be a long demiplane.

 The whole area is curved and winding, with a narrow middle part and a relatively open third on both sides, forming a large habitable plain, and between these plains are continuous mountains.

If the terrain can be fooled by the method of "floating mountains are also mountains".

But Matthew, who was surrounded by turbulent voids around the mountain, didn’t even notice at all!

 Following Tyrast’s previous instructions.

 The demiplane of Blood Drinking Mountain is filled with dangerous void turbulence.

  If you are not careful, you may be sucked into the star realm, and your life may even be in danger.

 In his description.

 The Troll Holy Land is a rather unstable demiplane, essentially not much different from Matthew's demiplane.

 However, in Matthew's observation.

The demiplane in front of you is extremely stable, even more stable than most secondary planes!

 There is no trace of the existence of void turbulence around Floating Mountain—

if so.

Those cloud dragons and flying units will not soar in the sky so unscrupulously.

 In fact.

The prosperous species richness of Blood Drinking Mountain captured with the naked eye alone is enough to infer that many new species and resources have evolved in this plane.

 Such a plane is quite stable in structure and elements.

 It is almost impossible for plane collapse or deconstruction to occur.

 The turbulent flow of the void will not be able to get close.

 It excludes that Terraste is maliciously deceiving himself.

Matthew thinks it is more likely that in the past years, a new round of biological evolution and plane expansion broke out in the Blood Drinking Mountain!

 It is precisely because of this change that the map is highly inconsistent with reality.

 After all, this map was handed down from the era of the Troll Empire.

 It has a history of more than two thousand years.

 Two thousand years of time.

 Enough for a stable demiplane to metamorphose.

“It’s even possible that a new civilization evolved here!”

Think of this.

Matthew couldn’t help but feel a little more excited and expectant.

 Considering that no big risks have been discovered yet, and several people are self-proclaimed masters.

 So they planned to divide their troops into two groups.

Matthew, Sener and Mira work together to find Miss Margaret, the guardian mentioned in the mouth of the golden bird;

The remaining three people continued to search for clues to the Lost Paradise in the suspended mountain where the statue of the **** was located and several nearby floating islands.

 The group parted ways outside the valley.

 Sener directly rode the Bobo Bird and flew towards the area where the guardian was;

Matthew also turned into a raven, flapped his wings and flew away;

He looked back and saw a black bat unexpectedly following behind him. The black bat flew fast and hard, giving people the feeling that it might attack him at any time.

 Matthew shook his wings.

 A little further away from the black bat.

“Sure enough, those who can become legends, as long as they are not pure warriors, usually have one or two wild forms.”

Matthew thought to himself.

The three of them deliberately avoided the area where Yunlong was and flew through the sky between the suspended mountains at a faster speed.

The sky here is also magical.

 When Matthew was flying over the mountains, he felt like he was plunging into water—

 The air here is as thick as liquid.

  But it does not have the large resistance of ordinary liquids.

Matthew could breathe freely, but soon he found that his wings became wet and heavy when waving.

  Comparatively.

The bobo birds under Sener's crotch, their feathers appear to be extremely hard and do not touch water -

 It is said to be feathers.

 It’s more like armor that can be wielded.

 This is obviously the specific evolution of the aboriginal people to adapt to the local environment.

 They flew over three huge floating mountains and more floating boulders.

not far away.

 A small island covered with greenery appeared in their eyes.

 According to the introduction of Bobo Bird.

This small island covered with rainbows is where the guardian Margaret lives.

It's just that there is a powerful magic barrier on the island.

 The indigenous people did not dare to approach.

 The three people in the group used their own methods and slowly landed on the east side of Rainbow Island.

Matthew stood on the edge of the island and glanced down.

 The rainbows here reminded him of fairy gardens, and they seemed to function as traffic conduits.

 “These rainbows lead to the surface?”

“Could it be that the map Terraste gave me is for use down there?”

Matthew Xiu thought so.

suddenly.

His perception twitches—

 There is a fight in the woods ahead!

  And not one or two.

There are many.

 The two wanderers, Mira and Sen'er, reacted faster. As soon as Matthew came back to his senses, they had already rushed towards the scene of the fight.

Matthew applied a foot oil to himself and opened a random door, and then he could barely keep up with the pace of the two legendary wanderers.

 “He’s actually a fish-man?”

 When Matthew saw the races of the two warring parties, his face could not help but show surprise.

Murlocs are not uncommon on the continent of Irondor. There are a large number of murlocs along the coast of non-tropical waters and even in the deep sea.

 But what’s the point of the fish-men appearing here?

 Is there also an ocean in the sky?

Before Matthew could figure out the origins of this group of fishmen, Sener pointed to several **** corpses on the ground and whispered:

 “It’s an orc.”

 Matthew nodded slightly.

There were two or three corpses of orcs lying on the ground, but it was not the orcs that were having a fierce conflict with the murlocs now, but a group of trolls and grudges.

 The fish crowd has about 30 members, while the number of trolls and ghosts is 4.

The two sides appear to have a huge disparity in numbers.

But the fish crowd was suppressed and beaten by the trolls and resentful spirits!

 Nothing else.

These trolls and grudges are all legendary templates, but the murlocs are not. Matthew visually estimated that their individual levels are only level four or even level three, and the group level when combined is only standard level five.

 The murlocs were being beaten unilaterally by the troll spirit.

  That is to say, this group of murlocs is extremely durable. Several of the small bosses seem to be wearing amulets that can reduce the resistance of spiritual bodies, otherwise they would have been wiped out long ago!

 “It’s strange that there are still fishmen and orcs...”

 Sener chuckled lowly.

　　哐thorn—

 He and Mira drew their weapons at the same time!

Matthew couldn’t help but ask:

 “Who are you going to help?”

 As soon as these words came out, the two legendary wanderers were obviously stunned for a moment.

 Sen'er looked strange, but remained silent.

 On the contrary, Mira, who has always been aloof, gave an additional explanation to Matthew:

 “I usually kill both sides.”

"but…"

“Your question just now inspired me a lot. I suddenly discovered that in addition to killing both sides, there is also an option to favor one side. Let me think about it..."

 Speaking, Mira fell into deep thought seriously.

After listening to this, Matthew’s speechlessness was written directly on his face—

 It’s really tiring to cooperate with people from the evil camp!

 Kill the whole family at every turn.

 Obviously, he is also an extremely terrifying destroyer in the eyes of all beings in the star world.

  But in front of these two people.

Matthew felt as pure and kind as a little lamb!

 Thought about it for about fifteen seconds.

Mira decisively pulled out the weapon again:

“Forget it, thinking about this kind of problem is too strenuous for me, it’s better to kill them all to save trouble.”

At this moment, Sener calmly reminded:

 “Mira, go and kill all those troll spirits.”

“Matthew, go kill those fishmen.”

Mira asked back:

"Why?"

Sen'er hummed softly:

 “Haven’t you seen it yet?”

“The trolls are the guardians, and the fishmen are the outsiders.”

“It is reasonable to kill the guardian as an enemy, but as a friend, of course, it is used to deal with outsiders who hurt the guardian—that is, the group of fishmen.”

Mira frowned:

"how about you?"

 Sen'er silently put away the weapon:

 “I am a traveler, and of course I cannot help myself.”

Mira snorted coldly:

 “Sounds like you just want to sit back and enjoy the gains.”

 “How do you know the fish people are outsiders?”

Matthew explains:

“There is a red halo under the feet of the group of murlocs. It is very faint, but it does exist. I guess this is an abnormal sign brought about by the identity of the "enemy". "

“You also have such a halo under your feet, Mira…”

 “You didn’t notice, did you?”

The short-haired drow lowered his head and looked silently, then fell silent.

 While several people were talking.

The group of fishmen were driven away by the troll spirit and actually retreated near them.

 The murloc closest to him obviously doesn't have eyes.

 He discovered Mira and did not intend to distance himself. Instead, he rushed forward waving the harpoon.

 The next second.

Mira, who had just accumulated some anger, instantly pulled out her weapon—

Zzisssssssssssssssssssssss... Bang!

Matthew suddenly looked amazed.

He saw Mira hanging the scimitar on her waist and thought it was the scimitar or short knife commonly used by drow warriors. Unexpectedly, the weapon Mira pulled out was ridiculously long!

 Its length is about twice as long as Mira’s height!

That is a genuine horse-killing sword!

“It’s so crazy these days. Drow are even using their sabers. I wonder which Sioux descendant her master is from?”

Let alone Matthew, even the well-informed Sen Er couldn't help but murmur.

Snapped!

Mila is a typical person who is ruthless and doesn't talk much. As soon as the sword was drawn, the fish-man who behaved badly in the first place was dead and separated!

　　Wow!

　　Wow!

　　Wow!

Mila's body movements are like lightning. She drags the knife with one hand, and her waist and legs show amazing explosive power.

　　She broke into the crowd of murlocs like a killer star, just slashing left and right at will.

 Between the light of the sword and the chaos of shadows.

 A large number of fish heads fell to the ground one after another.

 It takes less than half a minute.

More than thirty murlocs all died violently!

However, the short-haired drow did not stop there.

 After killing the group of fishmen.

 She faced off against the trolls again.

Compared to the weak and bully fishmen, the Troll Wraiths are much more powerful.

However, Mira just dragged the Zhanma sword around half a circle, and pulled out an arc of light from the side—

Whoosh.

 A half-moon slash emitting white light successfully hit two trolls.

 In the latter's neighing sound.

The special attack that existed like a sword force tore the resentful spirit into pieces.

 The remaining two resentful spirits did not last long.

 Thirty seconds later.

Mira stood next to a pile of fish-man corpses and slowly dragged her sword to the ground.

 But at this time.

 Her muscles that had just been relaxed immediately tightened, and the blade that was in close contact with the ground suddenly reversed.

The tip of the knife was lifted up quickly with dirt, and after the blade collided with Sen'er's dagger, it made a continuous buzzing sound.

 The battle between the two legendary rogues was too fast.

 Matthew couldn't see clearly at all.

 He only felt that he blinked, and the two people who had just looked like they were fighting to the death were already separated.

 They kept a relatively safe distance.

Mira coldly put the knife back into its humble scabbard:

 “It won’t happen next time.”

 Sener’s attitude is still joking:

 “Don’t be too serious.”

Mira choked without giving in:

 “I hate it when others test me.”

 “And the people I hate usually die miserably.”

 Sener snorted:

"Really?" "Matthew, what do you think... what the **** are you doing?"

The two men’s eyes were locked on Matthew.

Matthew slowly and leisurely stuffed the fish head back to the body, then activated the spell medium he had just put down, and then chanted a skillful summoning spell.

 Following.

 A large amount of negative energy hovered around him.

The fish-man corpse whose head he had just connected suddenly twitched!

 “Didn’t you see, I’m checking their body.”

Matthew said without embarrassment.

Mila frowned but said nothing.

 It was Sen'er who took the initiative to point out her displeasure:

“Hey, what you’re doing is against the rules. Whoever kills the person, the body belongs to him. I don’t need to say more about this unspoken rule, right?”

Matthew looked a little apologetic:

“I thought we were companions and could share the body. Um, do you want me to cancel the spell now?”

 “Or I could pay a fee.”

Mira said coldly:

  “No need.”

 “But all the spoils shall be mine.”

  Matthew, of course, has no objection.

 What he valued were the zombie murlocs themselves, not the trophies on them.

not to mention.

 The fishmen are already poor, so how can they get any spoils?

Mira quickly touched the corpse, and then the short-haired drow's face became even more disgusting.

 Matthew didn’t care much.

 He directly resurrected all the fish-man corpses!

 Facts prove it.

The ban on the Necromancer only exists in the tomb at the entrance.

　　Undead can still be summoned on this island.

 This is good news for Matthew.

The swarm level of this group of resurrected fish-man zombies is at LV18, which is certainly not enough for a legendary high-level map like Blood Drinking Mountain.

 But it can also serve as cannon fodder and an obstacle.

 “It’s a pity that summons cannot get level correction, otherwise it would be too cool...”

 After resurrecting the fishmen.

 The three of them checked the three orc corpses that were first discovered in the round.

 They came to a tentative conclusion—

These orcs, like the fishmen, also come from the outside world.

“There may be a small number of orcs in the ancient land, but there is absolutely no chance of fishmen.”

 Sen'er said this.

 Matthew nodded slightly.

Various signs indicate that in addition to the Forgotten Ones led by the four giants of the Ancient Land, a fourth force has also entered the Blood Drinking Mountain!

This phenomenon is really strange.

It was as if there was a force in the dark, guiding everyone to come and join in the fun.

  It happens to be at this location.

 At the Troll Holy Land where Tyrast wants to recreate the miracle of the Twin Heavens!

 Matthew and Sener looked at each other.

 Both sides saw similar doubts in the other's eyes.

 The three of them said no more.

They walked into the woods ahead surrounded by fish-man zombies.

The woods are not densely populated with trees.

 The sun shines down from above, and the light occupies most of the space.

 There are obvious footprints on the ground.

 The group of people followed the footprints.

 It didn’t take long.

The sound of fierce fighting came from an open space ahead.

 The number of people fighting this time was not large.

 There seemed to be only four or five people.

Matthew ordered the zombies to stand still, and the three of them moved forward in hiding.

 It didn’t take long.

 He saw a female orc holding two swords fighting fiercely with four phantom-like murloc assassins!

No.

Those are not four murloc assassins.

 But one!

Matthew quickly realized that three of the four phantoms were the clones of the fish-man assassin!

 “That’s DeRosa.”

 “Drosa the Phase Assassin.”

“Merchants in the northern seas call him the favorite of the Black Tide, and pirates near the Free Islands think of him as the **** of death on the sea.”

“He is the leader of the Murloc Black Gold Party and one of the top leaders of the new generation of Shadow Rebellion.”

“He has a treasure in his hand called the Tears of the Sea Emperor. Not only can he enter a state of strong invisibility anytime and anywhere during battle, but he can also create three to six clones with 100% combat power!”

“The scene you see is the effect of the Tears of the Sea Emperor…”

 Sen'er introduced the origin of the fish-man assassin in a familiar manner.

“As for the female orc, I’ve heard a little bit about it. She seems to be named Claire, and she comes from another planet.”

"Her absolute strength is not as good as DeRosa's, but her skills in using the double sword are already extraordinary. In time, she will definitely be able to use this skill to become a legend. Look, what a superb block and parry. This kind of defensive ability makes me I’m afraid it won’t be much better than DeRosa…”

 Sen'er hasn't finished speaking yet.

Mira has already drawn the sword that is as tall as two people!

"etc!"

 “That’s my friend!”

Matthew quickly stopped.

Mira said "Oh", but continued to move forward, and her first stab was aimed at Claire, who was at a disadvantage in the battle.

　　　哐丁!

The sound of gold and iron echoed.

Claire took three steps back in a row, and at the same time switched her parrying stance at high speed, continuously removing Mira's charged blows from different angles!

 “Mira!”

Matthew shouted:

 “I told you that was my friend!”

Mira focused on attacking fiercely without looking back:

"how?"

 “Aren’t friends meant for killing?”

Matthew was speechless.

 He has already begun to prepare the human body-holding technique!

Fortunately, after three moves, Mira stopped her hand in time, turned the sword of her sword, and the short-haired drow stared at the fish-man assassin who had just stepped aside and was looking at the three of them with a vigilant look.

 The murloc assassin seems not to want to tangle with Mira.

  After two rounds of cross moves.

  He left a smoke bomb in place and then disappeared.

Mira looked around, and her dark red pupils suddenly shrank:

"found it!"

 “I’ll chase him!”

Matthew called her a few words, but she seemed not to hear him and ran away with the fish-man assassin.

 “Stop shouting, it’s useless.”

 Sener said with a smile:

 “The woman is interested in Derosa’s Tears of the Sea Emperor.”

“Look, even legend can’t change the shortcomings of drow women’s greed for money...”

Matthew glanced at him:

"you do this delibrately?"

 Senr shrugged:

 “No, I don’t have any sinister intentions.”

"You know me, I just like to test a person's depth..."

 As he spoke, he pointed forward.

 Above open space.

Claire, the female orc swordsman, was looking at the two people who looked at ease with vigilance.

She was looking at Matthew more and spoke with a hint of uncertainty:

 “You, are you the Necromancer I know?”

Matthew opened his arms:

 “It will be replaced if it’s genuine.”

“Do you know any other necromancers named Matthew?”

Claire relaxed her vigilance slightly:

“Your new companions don’t look very friendly.”

Matthew gave a rare wry smile:

“For some special reasons, I was forced to team up with a group of scum.”

 “I’ll explain it to you later.”

“Speaking of which, you and the fish-man assassin, why are you here?”

 “I remember you should be at Feilai Island.”

Claire said:

 “Oh, that’s a long story.”

“At first, Ms. Carmela opened a large tomb under the sea in order to find the ancient breath.”

"Subsequently, Prophet Capone flew to the island - he was a respected old orc man. He said that he dreamed of the beast **** for seven consecutive nights. The beast **** inspired him in his dreams, so he decided to go to the dream in person. The place where it appeared.”

“The two sides hit it off immediately, and Samantha and I also entered the underwater tomb as an entourage. In the tomb, we found a teleportation array leading to the ancient refuge of the sea elves.”

"We entered the shelter and encountered a group of very scary monsters. After that, we were scattered while escaping. Then I met this group of fishermen. In the chaos, I don't know who activated another teleportation array. , and then I came here..."

Carmela and Samantha are there too?

Matthew is not surprised, but there are too many coincidences that lead to the same destination through different routes, right?

But he soon became excited:

 “Can you determine their location?”

Claire shook her head:

“It is precisely because of uncertainty that I heard that the guardian here can help us determine the direction, so I came here.”

“As soon as I came in, I bumped into this group of fishmen again. I thought it would not be easy to escape. Fortunately, I met you... and your friends.”

 It looks like.

 She was still very wary of the two companions with obvious evil auras appearing around Matthew.

Matthew certainly understands.

Claire is the most upright person he has ever met, even if she is an orc.

 Walking with her.

 Compared with the likes of Sener and Mira, it is much more reassuring!

"I'm glad to meet you in a place like this. I will find a way to help you find Carmela and Samantha."

“Due to some coincidence, this demiplane currently gathers almost all the non-magic strongmen in the south of Irondor. We must work together to get through this difficulty.”

 Matthew sincerely extended his right hand to Claire.

 The latter hesitated for a moment.

 Still held Matthew's hand tightly.

Sen'er next to him couldn't help but whistled:

 “It turns out you like this one.”

“I have to admit that the taste of the Necromancer is indeed a bit strong.”

Matthew ignored Sener’s malicious ridicule.

 They waited there for a while for Mira, but the latter never appeared.

 It didn’t take long.

 They decided to move on and visit the so-called guardian.

 The path in the forest is not easy to walk.

But for Sener and Claire, the gradually growing branches and shrubs did not cause any trouble.

 The three of them marched in the dense forest for more than 20 minutes.

 Then they discovered a huge lake.

 There are many animals drinking water leisurely next to the lake.

There are also a dozen huge rabbits standing on their hind legs eating carrots and grass!

 Saw three people appear suddenly.

One of the rabbits with well-developed chest muscles came to them with a bound:

 “Are you here to visit Miss Margaret?”

“I must inform you that Miss Margaret will only receive one visitor per day.”

“Only one of you can see her today, how about you discuss it?”

 The three of them looked at each other.

While they were still discussing how to decide today’s visitors.

A series of ripples suddenly appeared in the middle of the lake.

 Following.

 A frog stepped on the ripples and floated up to the water's edge.

 The frog came to the rabbit, and the latter bent down to listen to what the frog was whispering.

 The rabbit then nodded and said to the three of them:

 “You don’t need to discuss it.”

“Miss Margaret is in a good mood today and is willing to meet you three separately.”

 “But the first one must be you!”

 “Mr. Matthew, right? Please come with me!”

The rabbit jumped up and down and took Matthew to the lake.

 He muttered a few incantations.

 The water of the lake divides to both sides.

 A road appears in the center, and at the end of the road is a small wooden house with a colorful appearance.

 Matthew moved quickly along the path.

 It didn’t take long.

 He came to the wooden house.

There is a faint sound of music in the room.

 “No need to knock, please come in.”

　　A young female voice came from inside.

 Matthew pushed open the door and entered.

The fragrance of butter came to my face, and the air in the living room was slightly hot, probably because of the roaring fireplace, or maybe because of the burning sensation of baking bread coming from the kitchen.

Matthew followed the source of the sound and came to the kitchen door.

 He saw a little girl wearing a cook's clothes walking out holding a honey cake high.

That girl's face was delicate and lovely, and her appearance and outline really looked like the Margaret that Matthew knew!

 “Eat bread?”

 The little girl looked up and asked Matthew.

 Matthew is still in a daze.

　　Two blushes suddenly appeared on the former's cheeks, and his eyes became a little more complaining:

 “Why, you don’t recognize me?”

“You don’t really want me to call you dad, do you?”

 “Matthew?”

 …

 (End of this chapter)