A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 444: Sword Master and Boy

Chapter 444 The Sword Master and the Young Man

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The moment Matthew got his golden ticket.

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up above the sky of the ancient city. The white light tore open the seemingly eternal night and moved the time from night to day in one fell swoop!

Everyone is attracted by the white light.

The white light was bright and soft, with an oval mirror spread out in it.

　　Ripples appeared in the mirror like waves in a lake.

After the ripples spread out.

Everyone saw giant dragons and angels flying on the top of the mist-shrouded mountains;

The mountains below the snow line are lush forest farms;

Huge lakes dot the landscape between grasslands and deserts.

Permits of sacred bells rang.

Countless figures flew up from the ground and flew to the mountains devoutly.

And it was at the top of the mountain that I saw at the beginning.

Mysterious and magnificent stone pillars rise from the ground.

There is a majestic palace in the center of the stone pillars.

Everyone can only vaguely see an outline, but even so, everyone can feel a sense of reverence from the heart.

Those with a little less willpower felt weak on the spot and wanted to kneel down and kowtow and worship.

In an instant.

The lake in the oval mirror suddenly rolled up with a strong storm.

The storm carries the lake water and gushes out of the mirror.

It started to rain heavily in the ancient city of Krafa!

The rain that seems to come from heaven bathes all life.

Matthew stretched out a hand and let the raindrops as big as beans hit his palm.

An unprecedented feeling of happiness and peace came over him.

A few seconds later.

He found an extra drop of yellow stuff on his palm.

That is…

A drop of nascent divinity!

Matthew was stunned.

He certainly knows how precious divinity is and how important it is in higher-level battles.

So he grabbed it easily.

That drop of divinity disappeared into his palm and completely became a part of his body!

…

“Hint: The appearance of the golden ticket triggered the vision of the Lost Paradise opening.

You have bathed in the Rain of Lost Paradise, and your physical condition recovery value is 100%.

And in the coming year, you will be healthy and strong, free from illness and pain.

As the owner of the golden ticket, you gain an additional piece of pure divinity from the Rain of Paradise Lost.

You extract a piece of knowledge from the golden ticket (the opening of Paradise Lost).

From this knowledge you realize that Paradise Lost has been released from its seal and is about to be opened to the outside world.

The opening of Lost Paradise must meet the following two conditions—

First, at least three people have obtained enough tickets to enter Paradise Lost (currently 1/3)

Second, someone lit a divine fire, or an ancient **** came back from the dead. "

…

“Paradise Lost has indeed been released from the seal!”

Matthew was not surprised.

With so many people gathering at Blood Drinking Mountain, there is a high probability that the spirit of Lost Paradise is behind this.

The other party is capable of doing this.

Are you still worried about the troll's seal?

It seems that Tyrast has also been seriously misled...

Then Matthew realized.

You are in big trouble!

If Paradise Lost could be opened in the first place, he might try to venture into it.

But the embarrassing point now is that he is the only one who got the ticket, and there is still some time before it is actually open.

In a dangerous place like Krafa City.

Getting tickets in advance is definitely not a good thing.

What’s more, it’s still in full view of the public!

Forget about the two super-powerful men who gave up the fight immediately.

Even the troll princess standing next to Matthew looked a little uncertain at the moment.

Anne said hesitantly:

"Mr. Matthew, I think we can cooperate..."

　　That's what it says.

But her hand subconsciously placed it on the weapon.

Matthew frowned.

But he soon realized that Anne had no intention of attacking yet.

She was just defending herself—

This reaction is also normal.

The golden ticket involves Paradise Lost, and the relationship is too great.

It is reasonable for Anne Salvins to worry that Matthew will kill someone and silence him.

Matthew quickly shook his head:

“Even if the two of us cooperate, I’m afraid we may not be able to keep this ticket…”

Anne was startled for a moment.

next moment.

There was a huge movement in the western part of the Magic Zone.

Patroller Wuken and Blood Angel Ulmas rushed towards Matthew at the fastest speed in unison!

The Troll Princess's face instantly turned pale.

However, Matthew still stepped on the tombstone and fled toward the north of the Magic Zone at lightning speed!

Anne hesitated for only half a second, then she also took steps to catch up with him in rapid strides.

On top of the tombstone.

Matthew’s nerves were highly tense, but his mind was thinking about various possibilities.

After rushing out for a while.

He looked back.

Discovered that the two seemingly cumbersome and super-powerful men had greatly shortened the distance between themselves and them.

And throughout the process.

No matter how he dodges and moves, or uses the invisibility ball and secret barrier, he can't escape the lock of the opponent's perception.

This made Matthew's heart beat faster.

He realized that it would be difficult to get rid of these two terrible guys by his own strength.

So when crossing a long and narrow doorway.

His right hand grabbed back.

He grabbed the bamboo stick directly in his hand.

Then Matthew threw the bamboo stick forward:

“Take me to your master!”

“I know you are spiritual!”

A light green light glowed on the bamboo stick. It was suspended in mid-air, swaying from side to side, as if it was thinking.

A few seconds later.

One end of the bamboo stick suddenly pointed to the northeast!

Matthew grabbed the bamboo stick and rushed in that direction without looking back!

The speed at which the tombstone flies close to the ground is not unsatisfactory.

Not long.

Matthew then came to the northeast of the Magic Zone.

But he had to pay a heavy price for rushing through all the obstacles -

I don’t know if it’s because I offended the ancient city inspectors.

The number of monsters Matthew encountered along the way was truly astonishing.

Not to mention the various trolls and spirits.

He also encountered several groups of elusive flying ghosts. When he was hastily dealing with them, Matthew was accidentally bitten off a piece of meat from his waist by one of the flying ghosts, and almost even his waist was taken out!

While passing by a ruins.

The large number of magic vines that suddenly popped up from the potholes on the roadside also left traces of burns on Matthew's left ankle.

In addition, there are more than twenty other types of monsters blocking Matthew's actions along the way.

If his strength had indeed grown to a considerable level, he had two legendary undead guardians at his side, and he had prepared a large number of props before entering the Blood-Drinking Mountain.

I'm afraid I really will be stopped halfway!

That is so.

Approximately 1/4 of the potions, props, scrolls and other items that Matthew had prepared previously were consumed in one go.

It can be seen how many dangers lurk in the ancient city of Krafa at night.

But danger comes after danger.

The monsters along the way made Matthew sweat at most, but what really worried him were the two behemoths hanging behind.

Going through this journey.

Matthew also realized that the intensity of Uken and Ulmas' pursuit of him was not that great.

At least from their comfortable state, it is not difficult to see that neither of them has shown real speed.

Matthew was a little confused at first.

But he soon realized that Uken and Ulmas also understood the subtleties of the first ticket!

“If the next two tickets don’t show up, then the first ticket will be a hot potato, and whoever takes it will be in trouble!”

“They followed me because they just wanted to know where the golden ticket went. If it was convenient, they grabbed it easily. However, the two of them were still involved with each other secretly, and neither one wanted to expose their backside to the other..."

Matthew's mind was running at high speed.

For a moment, he wanted to take advantage of the conflict between the two people to resolve the crisis caused by the golden ticket, and even seek an opportunity to make a profit.

But he soon gave up such thoughts.

It’s too risky.

Matthew suspected that once he approached these two people, they would join forces to kill him, and then they would redistribute the tickets—

This possibility exists.

Even if the top powerhouses are in opposition to each other, there will still be a certain tacit understanding to ensure that their majesty and interests will not be challenged by lower-level beings.

Matthew asked himself that he was not qualified to talk to these two people on an equal footing.

So the strategy of using tickets to sow discord is not smart, and may even lead to self-destruction!

“It’s really no good, so I have to throw away the ticket!”

A flash of determination flashed in Matthew's heart.

He speeded up and continued to escape in the direction pointed by the bamboo stick.

The two powerful men still maintained a certain speed and slowly approached Matthew's position.

The good news is that the ancient city of Krafa will soon usher in real daylight, and many monsters have returned to their lairs. The obstacles that Matthew faces in continuing to escape have been greatly alleviated.

The bad news is that these two super-powerful men are too conspicuous!

Their movement caused violent shocks in the city, which was equivalent to announcing their presence and actions to the entire city.

Outside the Magic Zone.

Several groups of forces are attracted to them.

Matthew felt at least three scrutinizing gazes, one of which came from the murloc force he had encountered before, and the other two forces were unknown.

more importantly.

Even though Matthew tried his best, the two super-powerful men seemed to be taking their time.

But the actual distance between the two sides is still shrinking.

When he arrived at the market area in the northeast across the edge of the Magic Zone, his perception told him that he had entered the scope of influence of Wuken's "Sinking Force Field"!

Phew!

Matthew opened three random doors in a row and escaped from the guardian's force field.

Compared to Uken.

Blood Angel Ulmas is undoubtedly the more terrifying one!

While he was chasing Matthew, he was enjoying the sacrifice from little Ingram!

Little Ingram stood on the Blood Angel's shoulders and kept taking out a piece of **** flesh and blood organ from a large flesh-colored woven bag.

Matthew noticed.

There is an organ similar to gills on the side of the blood angel's visor. Through this organ, little Ingram continuously fed the blood food used for sacrifices to Ulmas.

At first, little Ingram sacrificed the flesh and blood of pigs, cattle and sheep.

But this was met with an unpleasant rebuke from Ulmas:

“Too bland!”

“Blood food without spirituality and tribute without brains are not qualified to be called sacrifices!”

Little Ingram didn’t hesitate.

He replaced the flesh-colored woven bag with a body bag, and then threw the corpses one by one into the "gills" of the Blood Angel.

However, Ulmas is still dissatisfied:

"Awful!"

“A corpse that has been dead for too long, even if it can be resurrected as an immortal, is still useless without a soul as a condiment!”

Little Ingram hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he gritted his teeth.

Then he took off the shroud and waved it on the spot.

Then, as if by magic, cages covered by red velvet cloth appeared.

He pushed the cages into the gaps of the parotid glands expressionlessly.

Along with this process.

Ulmas suddenly started chewing with great relish, and his mood became much more stable than before.

Although Matthew couldn't see clearly what was in the cage, words from Common Language emerged from the faint screams.

No matter what.

At least the sacrifice that little Ingram sacrificed was not a monkey.

This also made Matthew further feel the terror of the Stigmata Angel.

These monsters from ancient times really regard other intelligent species as their natural meal!

Their power looks so powerful!

The sky is getting brighter.

Matthew poured himself a bottle of energy potion, then stepped on the tombstones towards the strange-shaped building in the center of the market area.

After entering the market area.

The bamboo stick lost its direction, and Matthew had to find another way.

quickly.

The knowledge of Blood Drinking Mountain given to him by Margaret came in handy.

Matthew remembered that in the market area of Krafa City, there was a guardian NPC controlled by an artificer.

This is also the only one among the five guardians who can enter and leave the ancient city of Krafa.

It's just that this guardian has a weird temperament.

The body is shared by a couple of artificers, and its appearance is said to be that of a long-tailed raccoon with a steel tail.

That raccoon has powerful spellcasting abilities.

Matthew wanted to ask him for help.

However, he was disappointed.

After arriving at a location where long-tailed raccoons may be active, we searched for it.

He found no trace of the Artificer.

on the contrary.

　　The blood angels who had eaten and drank enough and the silent Wuken had already caught up.

It's enough if these two people don't take action.

It’s a big move as soon as you take action——

Uken locked the force field in the space around Matthew, making his movements difficult;

The Blood Angel used the pressure from the LV25 strongman to firmly lock Matthew.

In this way. He completed the suppression of Matthew's mental power, making it much more difficult for the latter to cast spells than usual!

“Stop wandering around, little one.”

“Give me your stuff and I’ll give you a good time.”

Blood Angel Ulmas stood two streets away, lowering his head arrogantly, his eyes not even focusing on Matthew, and his tone was quite casual.

Little Ingram stood on his shoulder, with a playful look on his face, as if he was looking at a dying rat.

Hence before Matthew could speak.

Uken who came from the other side made a dull sound:

“Give me the ticket.”

“I won’t hurt you. You are a friend of Blood Drinking Mountain. In the future, you will also become my friend…”

Matthew's heart moved.

He did not sense any clear malice from Wuken.

From the perspective of the camp, the latter is the patrolman of the ancient city, and he has chosen a friend in the Blood Drinking Mountain. In theory, if he gives the ticket to the other party, his safety should be more guaranteed.

But at this moment.

Blood Angel sneered:

“Why do you think he is still alive today?”

“It’s because all his friends are dead!”

“Hehehe…”

“Stop having illusions, little human being, for us, you are just a piece of dispensable dust.”

“I never like to talk too much nonsense to imbecile creatures like you, but in order to expose the hypocrisy of this undead troll, I am happy to say a few more words——

Once you give him the golden ticket.

He will be able to successfully remove himself from the status of guardian.

Since then, he is no longer bound by the rules previously established by Blood Drinking Mountain or the ancient city of Krafa.

Do you think he will still keep you when the time comes? "

Speaking of which.

Ulmas licked his lips, undisguised anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes:

“I’m more honest. I said I’d give you a good time, so I won’t make you suffer for too long.”

“Come on, little one, give me the ticket, come into my mouth, and let me have a taste of you…”

That moment.

Matthew's whole body went limp, and a strong sense of paralysis spread throughout his spine. Then he couldn't help but take half a step forward, and then he became immune to the opponent's command technique!

Ucken looked at Matthew slowly:

“You make your own decision.”

“I believe you will make a rational judgment and be able to distinguish clearly who is your enemy and who is your friend.”

Matthew's body trembled again, after relying on his four divinities to be immune to Wuken's "mind control technique".

A relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face:

“Of course I know who is the enemy and who is the friend.”

next moment.

The bamboo stick held under his arm suddenly glowed with emerald green light, then buzzed and trembled.

not far away.

Where Matthew was looking, a tall, thin and nimble figure calmly climbed over a four-story building, then pointed his toes on the platform outside the building, floating over as lightly as a dragonfly touching water.

at the same time.

There was another complicated shadow coming from the same direction.

They came in tandem, seemingly side by side, but kept a safe distance from each other.

Matthew ran towards the first figure.

“Now that I’ve got the thing, you’ll have to think about it yourself later!”

He quickly came to Talast and handed over the golden ticket without hesitation.

Trast hesitated.

But in the end, he stretched out his firm and strong hand and accepted the golden ticket given by Matthew.

A few seconds later.

Another shadow also came closer.

Matthew then noticed that the one who appeared with Tyrast was actually the Beholder Sword Master, one of the four giants in the ancient land!

"It's you?"

Matthew suddenly realized:

“It wasn’t the two of you who had a fight in the north of the Magic Zone yesterday, right?”

“No wonder…”

Matthew was surprised when he listened to Mo Song's report last night. There is no doubt about Terraste's strength, and anyone who can fight him must be a famous figure.

　　If it is the Beholder Sword Master.

It makes sense.

The tone of the Beholder Sword Master was as gentle and modest as ever:

“It’s you, Matthew.”

“Hehe, we have competed. Mr. Terraste’s swordsmanship is much better than mine.”

Tarast glanced at the Demon Sword Master:

“Your swordsmanship is also very good.”

“If we weren’t on opposing sides, maybe we could become friends.”

The Beholder Sword Master said leisurely:

"The camp is quite far-fetched. I personally don't particularly aspire to become a god, and I don't want to hinder other people's ambitions. The reason why I come here is half because of my duty as the guardian of the ancient land, and the other half because I want to Seeking the true meaning of swordsmanship.”

Speaking of which.

He said to Thrast seriously:

“I didn’t enjoy myself yesterday.”

“I want to fight you again.”

Tarast shook his head:

"I am not interested."

The Beholder Sword Master said politely:

“It’s okay, I can wait for you.”

“When you are interested, let’s discuss it again.”

Subsequently.

He took the initiative to step aside, nodding to Matthew in the process.

As for the golden ticket in Tyrast's hand, he didn't even take the initiative to take a look!

Tarast grabbed the ticket in his hand and looked at Matthew with complicated eyes:

“You know the value of this thing, right?”

Matthew nodded:

"certainly."

Tarast asked:

“Then why give it to me?”

Matthew thought for a while:

“Perhaps I want to trust your character?”

“Character?”

Trast had a funny expression on his face, and even a trace of absurdity flashed in his eyes.

Matthew shrugged, but his tone was quite solemn:

“I admit that your methods are indeed a bit drastic, and you have also secretly done bad things without telling the Alliance and me.”

"But in comparison, I still think you are an old elf man with bottom line and character."

“I don’t like wood elves very much, but you can be one of the few exceptions.”

Matthew did not say much.

At times like this, fancy words are no match for action.

　　I have already placed my bet.

Whether you can gain something or not depends on fate.

But he believed.

You can’t see it wrong.

After listening to this, Terraste was silent for two or three seconds, and then said with some emotion:

"Thank you."

He was obviously not thanking Matthew for delivering the golden ticket to him.

Matthew was relieved after hearing this.

Although what he just said was complimentary, it was mostly sincere.

Tarast is characterized by being old-fashioned, extreme, and has a slight tendency to lose control when dealing with internal affairs of the wood elves.

And in most cases.

Matthew thinks that this old elf man is quite calm. He is one of the few top strong men he can find in the ancient city who can communicate, discuss, and even hug him.

The most important thing is that Matthew knows him well.

Thalaste is indeed an elf supremacist, but his kind of elf is not the worst.

In the world of Terraste.

As long as the elves gain a dominant position, other races can still survive, but they will just be inferior in terms of social status.

This is the old school elf style.

Hood once told Matthew that Rapids had faced several disasters caused by famine in its history.

And during those famines.

Jade Cangting has indeed given them considerable free assistance.

　　Even though the wood elves have such shortcomings, they themselves are gradually drifting away on the road to death.

But if they become the rulers of the world, in order to maintain that **** decency and tradition, the fate of mankind will not be too bad.

The complexity of the wood elves is most vividly reflected in Terraste.

This is the key reason for Matthew's final decision.

“But, you also doubted me, right?”

Tarast suddenly changed the subject:

“You have doubted me like others and thought I was a lunatic, right?”

Matthew nodded without hesitation.

Tarast smiled:

“fairly honest.”

Matthew said sincerely:

"But now that I think about it, the biggest reason why I doubt you is actually because you are a wood elf and I am a human."

“If you were human, I might trust you a little more.”

"Including now, what prompted me to hand over the ticket to you is not a high-sounding reason, but the need for survival and the game in the subsequent Paradise Lost operation."

“To put it bluntly, I not only think you are an old elf man with integrity and character, I am also betting on this...”

Said.

His eyes met Terraste's.

Trast's expression was solemn and his back was straight. His expression was the same as when Matthew first saw him, and he looked like some old pedants who have not changed from the past:

“You made the right bet, kid.”

“From the beginning to the end, I have never deliberately deceived you.”

　　“Some things are forced by circumstances, and some things are determined by fate.”

“I will remember this ticket and give you a suitable reward.”

Speaking of which.

He paused slightly, and more humanity emerged in his eyes:

“That child, Beanna, is also something I am quite optimistic about.”

“She is a very gentle and kind child, but deep down, she has a kind of frightening madness and stubbornness.”

“She is like the kind of person who always walks on the edge of a cliff. It is easy for her to make a mistake and become a terrifying devil.”

“She is actually very talented. If she can practice diligently in the field of swordsmanship, it is not impossible to surpass me one day.”

“The only thing she lacks is bloodline, but who can say for sure about bloodline?”

“One day, if she can make up for her shortcomings, she will become a very remarkable human being.”

"I am just saying this to tell you that accepting her as my disciple is out of my heart and has nothing to do with you, nor is I trying to take advantage of her."

Matthew nodded slightly.

at this time.

Inspector Uken and Blood Angel Ulmas are close at hand.

Matthew asked:

“How are you going to deal with them?”

The old elf man raised his head calmly, looked at the two arrogant figures, and then walked forward towards them.

"Take good care of yourself."

Tarast dropped this sentence.

Just at this time.

The Beholder Sword Master came to Matthew's side lightly, and he said to Tyrast's back:

“I will take good care of him.”

“I assure you with my sword that if Matthew loses a hair, it will be a failure on my part.”

“You don’t need to worry about anything, you can just give it a go and fight.”

“I really want to know how strong your sword is.”

Hear this.

Tarast suddenly turned around and asked:

"May I have your name?"

The Beholder Sword Master tilted his head, hundreds of swords were gently rubbing under the control of the tentacles, and his tone became more cheerful:

“Big head.”

“Just call me head.”

Tarast nodded slightly, and then strode towards the two ultra-limitless powerful men!

Matthew’s pupils narrowed.

Tarraste's posture seems to be a direct confrontation?

not far away.

Blood Angel Ulmas smashed his lips and commented:

“I learned at a young age that misfortune can be diverted to the east, but human beings are still as cunning and hateful as ever.”

Inspector Wuken still persuaded in a dull voice:

“Elf, give me the ticket, I guarantee he can’t hurt you, we can be allies…”

However, his words were ruthlessly interrupted by Thraster:

“Stop talking so much nonsense.”

“You two immortals, come on together!”

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

“Are you sure you want to provoke both of us at the same time?”

Ulmas's tone already contained murderous intent.

Tarast raised his head proudly:

"The dead angels, the lingering trolls, you are just parasites on this plane!"

“Even if I don’t have this ticket, just to make this plane cleaner, I will kill you!”

The next second.

He slowly pulled out a bamboo sword behind him.

The bamboo sword made a clear and melodious sound, as if cheering for the upcoming battle!

Matthew couldn’t help but lower his head, and the bamboo stick he held in his palm could not help but tremble!

that moment.

He felt many emotions:

Pain, hesitation, confusion, uneasiness...and uncontrollable anger!

“These emotions all come from the depths of Terraste’s heart…”

“It turns out that he was also so hesitant when dealing with those elves.”

“He has accumulated so many emotions in his heart, but for various reasons, he has always been in control of himself. The previous loss of control was actually just a small ripple in the huge waves..."

Matthew looked at Terraste’s back solemnly, and the bamboo stick in his hand trembled even more—

Is this the real inner world of Terraste?

He hates everything that is supposed to be corruptible!

He hates those mediocre people who occupy high positions!

He is angry at the shackles this world imposes on weak and innocent people!

He raised the bamboo sword.

his body shape and appearance seemed to have returned to the past under the magic of turning back time.

He swung his sword and slashed at the two huge creatures.

In the bones.

He is still the rebellious and arrogant boy who carries a bamboo stick and fights injustices everywhere!

Stab it!

The figure of Tyrast disappeared from the place.