The necromancer just wants to plant trees

Chapter 564: King of Treasure Chests

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The moment Matthew stepped into the crystal tower.

The space here suddenly twisted violently.

However, he didn't care and just held down the remains of the ancient god of death. Then he opened the negative energy field to protect himself and used the power of Paradise Lost to fix the remains!

As for the turbulence in the surrounding space.

He didn't pay much attention at all!

Very quickly.

The appearance of the lower half of the crystal tower changed from transparent to turbid purple-blue, and a large number of small bumps and sharp barbs emerged from the purple-blue skin.

It instantly changed from a tower to a huge crystal caterpillar!

"Hiss, hiss..."

The crystal caterpillar made a triumphant roar.

Its lower body emitted a waterfall-like black light. In a breath, the black light turned into an irresistible black hole, swallowing the caterpillar itself and Matthew in its stomach cleanly!

...

"Warning: You are swallowed by the Crystal Lord!

Hint: You have arrived at the "Treasure Chest Plane of the Evil Spirit World"!"

...

Inside the Crystal Lord.

Matthew easily controlled the remains of the God of Death, took out the long-lost shovel, and chopped it on the flesh wall inside the Crystal Lord.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The Crystal Lord trembled in pain.

The mouth that was originally located behind his head opened violently, and then a storm-like yellow mist swelled in his body.

The yellow mist was so powerful that it directly rushed Matthew, who was dragging the remains of the ancient God of Death, out of his body!

Huh!

Matthew used the power of the domain to keep the yellow mist out.

Then he lightly opened the flying technique and hovered steadily in the air.

The Crystal Lord suddenly jumped up, and then he didn't provoke Matthew, but ran away neatly by drilling into the ground.

Matthew didn't make things difficult for it.

"Is this the treasure chest plane?"

He looked around.

It was discovered that the so-called treasure chest plane was actually built on a vast wilderness.

The base color of the wilderness was pitch black, with a thick layer of black moss growing underneath, and a large amount of metal ores dotted between the mosses.

However, the most eye-catching thing was the seemingly endless remains of humans or other intelligent races in the wilderness!

Next to each pile of remains, there were traces of treasure chest monsters.

A large number of adventurers were buried here.

This also led to a variety of equipment, props, clothes, weapons, accessories, documents, etc. all over the wilderness...

Of course.

Most of them have rotted.

At least a very small part of them still looks worth reusing.

But even if the probability of getting good things from these spoils is very low, the overall base is too large!

Matthew was sure with just one look.

If the treasure chest plane can be taken, it will be enough to arm a legion of more than 300,000 people, and the equipment is extremely sophisticated!

Such a volume is already a very exaggerated data in the Aindo continent!

"This looks like a giant garbage dump, a favorite of garbage men..."

Even though he was no longer poor, Matthew couldn't help but be moved when he saw the equipment and props thrown all over the mountains and plains.

But soon.

The little greed in his heart subsided a lot.

Because he saw some moving creatures farther away.

Matthew approached quickly.

And then.

He saw a group of monsters with humanoid bodies and rotten treasure chests on their heads walking back and forth aimlessly in the wilderness.

At first Matthew thought they were dead spirits.

But when he got closer.

He realized that these lives were still alive!

They were just forced to wear the curse of the treasure chest!

"Such strong greed and pain..."

"This is a kind of evil spirit. They were forced to transform into evil spirits and suffer endless torture here!"

Matthew's heart was awed.

He glanced at the data bar.

These creatures with treasure chests on their heads, wandering like zombies, are called "treasure chest wanderers".

This name sounds good.

However, only by actually understanding the existence of these lives can we realize the pain they will suffer in life!

"Do you think I made them like this?"

A faint voice floated from behind Matthew:

"That's not the case."

"Their enthusiasm for the treasure chest is touching, so I just made a small effort to help them fulfill their wishes."

"Now, they will never be separated from the treasure chest they are passionate about. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Of course."

"In fact, as long as they can let go of their greed, the treasure chest above their heads will automatically wither, and then they will have the opportunity to recover themselves."

"It's a pity that all the intelligent life I have seen cannot overcome the greed in the depths of their souls."

"They are always chasing, always asking for, and they don't care about the feelings of others and the environment at all."

"They think they are the spirits of all things and the masters of the universe. The funny thing is that they can't even dominate their own hearts."

"So, it's not that I put shackles or curses on them."

"It's the greed of intelligent life itself that nourishes the treasure chest above their heads."

"Of course, I enjoy it all."

"Especially when I think about putting a treasure box on the head of the legendary "Matthew the Destroyer", I am so excited that I can't control myself, hahahahaha..."

When the other person is talking.

Matthew had already turned around to see his whole face.

“I didn’t expect that the legendary “King of Treasure Chests” was actually a Mimic? "

Matthew looked at the rather mini bronze treasure box with a look of surprise on his face.

Compared to other similar products.

The King of Chests has nothing outstanding in terms of size or temperament.

He looked too ordinary.

It's so ordinary that if you throw him into a group of treasure chests, he will be easily ignored by adventurers.

The bronze material on its exterior is more like the paint on a wooden box, giving people the feeling that the paint will fall off if touched.

If Matthew hadn't accurately sensed his incredibly powerful vitality and domain power.

He might still be hesitant about the other party's identity.

"I guess you should be grateful for the greed of intelligent life."

"If people lost their desire for greed, you, the King of Treasure Chests, would not be able to appear in this world."

Matthew said casually.

The King of Treasure Chests affirmed:

"You're right."

"Greed is the nourishment for my growth and evolution, but this does not prevent me from absorbing their greed while despising their fate."

"In a sense, I'm even greedier than them."

"But as an evil spirit, I think double standards are our most basic good qualities, what do you think?"

Matthew was too lazy to complain.

His eyes just wandered over the wilderness, directly showing his most greedy side in front of the King of Treasure Chests.

The latter didn't feel dissatisfied either.

Instead, he said with a smile:

"It seems I didn't disappoint you here, which is good."

"I have heard your name from countless treasure chests. I know that ordinary treasure boxes will not seduce you, so I have prepared a special gift for you."

"At first I thought Beckman was just fooling me as always, but I didn't expect you to actually come. I was really..."

Matthew suddenly interrupted him rudely:

"Do you have any artificer's books here?"

The King of Treasure Chests was stunned for a moment.

But he still replied:

"There are many."

"What about "Machine, Fire Dragon and Titan"?"

"Have you seen this book?"

Matthew asked bluntly.

The King of Treasure Chests thought for a moment and pointed to the side with his tongue:

"I've seen it before, in the pile of books over there."

Immediately he curiously asked Matthew:

"Do you know that all your actions now are digging your own grave?"

"In this plane, once you are unable to restrain your inner greed, it is equivalent to completely opening the door to your heart and spirit to me."

"Look, a treasure chest has begun to grow on your head..."

Matthew tilted his neck.

I found that the top was really heavy.

However, he was not nervous and continued to ask:

"So do you have any books or equipment here that can be used by mages, bards, priests, druids, and children of the rainforest?"

The King of Treasure Chests was stunned.

He asked with a smile:

"Your Excellency, you mean that you want all the equipment besides warriors?"

Matthew said nonchalantly:

"You can also have the warrior's."

The King of Treasure Chests was smiling from ear to ear.

He pointed out to Matthew the direction of sophisticated equipment that could be used by each profession.

The next moment.

He couldn't help but sigh:

"I have never seen such a cooperative guest like you. For a moment, I was a little reluctant to put that heavy treasure box on you."

"But the laws of the plane are like this, and I can't spare them."

"How about this, before you lose your mind and completely become a treasure chest wanderer, I will tell you my story——"

"I was once an ordinary treasure chest..."

The King of Treasure Chests was still talking slowly.

Matthew over there is already eagerly collecting various things——

The remains of the ancient god of death were installed first;

Then he ran to the pile of props available to the artificer, and after narrowly escaping several small explosions, Matthew successfully found the book that Bobo had been thinking about, and then grabbed a few more that seemed to be of high value. Most of the tomes are stuffed;

after.

He quickly selected some equipment for his friends.

"I can't choose carefully."

"My head feels so heavy and itchy... I'm going to grow a treasure chest..."

Matthew couldn't help but scratch the top of his head.

Good guy.

Grab a handful of black moss.

If it weren't for the resistance from the realm and the power of Paradise Lost, his head would have turned into a rotten treasure chest right now!

"Later, a warlock made up a legend. He claimed that there was a bronze treasure chest bathed in the starlight wilderness."

"As long as you can find that treasure chest, you can make a wish to the dragon, and no matter how outrageous your wish is, it will come true."

"Driven by the legend, greedy humans went to that wilderness like moths to a flame..."

The Chest King is still telling his story.

Matthew greeted him extremely politely:

"Hi, I'm leaving."

The King of Treasure Chests was stunned for a moment:

"Go? Where do you want to go?"

He couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"This is the world of evil spirits!"

"Everything you do is recorded by the root of evil worship. You have lost the ability to leave here!"

"If you really don't give up, I won't stop you from trying to open the portal..."

Face the confident King of Treasure Chests.

Matthew just smiled slightly, pointing to the vaguely shaped treasure box above his head and said:

"You think you're right."

"But I am in a special situation now, and no one can stop me from leaving..."

The King of Treasure Chests sneered, as if he wanted to show Matthew off.

But at this time.

A huge scythe appeared out of the sky and opened a huge crack between the two of them!

"Goodbye!"

Matthew said hello and jumped into the crack, disappearing quickly.

The Treasure Chest King gaped at the crack.

A few seconds later.

The crack is about to heal on its own.

He suddenly rushed forward and shouted into the depths of the crack with great excitement:

"Is it you?"

"Lady Isabel?!"

"I heard that you are about to leave this universe, can you take me with you?"

"I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you... I can..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

An extremely strong energy storm suddenly blew from the crack.

The storm pinned the King of Treasure Boxes to the ground, and his outer shell peeled off quickly like a wooden box with paint peeling off!

"You don't deserve it!"

There was this sound coming from the storm.

Then a high-heeled shoe fell from the sky and directly trampled the treasure chest king's body!

The latter let out a painful and tragic cry.

It's been a long time.

The high heels and energy storm just faded away.

The King of Treasure Chests dragged his broken body out of the pothole in the wilderness. He looked at the place where the high heels fell with a painful expression, and suddenly stuck out seven or eight strangely long tongues——

"Prick, prick, prick!"

He was licking every broken thing in the clearing!

"I don't deserve it..."

"The Destroyer is not worthy either!"

While licking wildly.

The King of Chests let out a low growl.

In an instant.

Treasure Chest Wanderers all over the wilderness started running in panic.

They bumped into each other and pushed against each other.

It eventually turned into a very tragic stampede.

The entire evil spirit plane was in high spirits.

Vaguely.