MTL - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

  Chapter 10 Bone Dragon? i already have

  …

   Thanks to the good stereotype of the necromancer and the superb acting skills of Matthew.

  He successfully entered the warlock camp.

   But he didn't let his guard down.

  From beginning to end.

  He didn't walk alongside Fern or the big fat guy.

  He was in the middle of the skeleton guards.

  Follow them all the way.

  The big fat man named Angele became more and more disgusted with Matthew.

   And Fern didn't say much about it—

   On the contrary, this is what a lone necromancer should do.

   Evil, mean, cunning, cautious.

   It's not easy to mess with at first glance.

  …

   The mouth of the valley is very narrow.

   But the inside of the camp was unexpectedly spacious.

   Matthew found some scattered pottery and utensils inside—

   These things are obviously not from human hands.

   "This used to be the den of a group of lizard monsters."

   Seems to see the doubt in Matthew's eyes.

  Fin explained with a warm smile:

  "I originally wanted to invite them to join our cause, but unfortunately their shaman didn't appreciate it, so I had to kill them all."

  Matthew lowered his tone:

   "It's okay, they have the opportunity to contribute their own share."

  Fin looked at the few short bones in the skeleton soldiers.

   There was a bit of approval in his eyes:

"That's true. I've long wanted to find a necromancer to join the group. Unfortunately, the necromancers in Baiyan City are all "chained". They are too gentle, like wolf cubs raised in sheep pens all year round. Even if someone took off the chains for them, what they got was just a dog. "

  Fin's words contained a sense of temptation.

  This cunning magician obviously did not let his guard down on Matthew.

  Matthew replied disdainfully:

   "The "Chain of Human Desire" can't suppress the pace of the necromancer's pursuit of truth, you only see the surface of White Rock City. "

  Fin smiled meaningfully:

   "Perhaps, it seems that you know White Rock City better than I do."

  Matthew hummed pretendingly.

  He did not continue to entangle on this topic, but chose to take the initiative:

   "Who is your suzerain?"

  The voice fell.

  The big fat man Angre greeted him in a rage:

   "You are offending the majesty of our Lord!"

   Matthew does not give an inch:

"Oh, as far as I know, there are many swindlers in the outer planes. They are weak and pitiful but pretend to be omnipotent—do you understand me? Finn? You are not the first sorcerer I know division."

  …

   Warlock.

  As the name suggests, this is a relatively evil profession.

  Warlocks often derive their power from the overlord they serve.

  These suzerains are mostly out-of-planet and extremely powerful outer life forms.

  They may be fairies from the Arcane Wilderness, great evil spirits from the lower planes, creations of Twilight whose bodies are buried in the astral world, or gods who are sealed under the Bridge of All Beings.

  Whether the power of a warlock is strong or not depends on how much power his suzerain can project on his own plane and how much the latter favors the former.

usually.

  It is impossible for the suzerain to make his magician too weak.

   But there are some exceptions.

   Like Matthew just said.

   The quality of creatures in the outer planes varies, and it is inevitable that there will be a few pretenders among a group of strong men.

   Some magicians were blinded by the outer layer of creatures, so they didn't gain much power, but paid a lot of price.

   Such examples are not uncommon.

  …

   "You do have some insight."

  Fin is still lifeless.

  He smiled and said:

   "It is inconvenient to tell you the name of my lord, but as long as you join my church, you will have the answer to everything you want to know."

   Not convenient to disclose?

  Then the ‘Void Master Yuklus’ mentioned in the secret letter can be ruled out.

  Sometimes warlocks do things that don't please their overlord.

   Rather, it is pleasing whom its suzerain wants to please.

   "This shows that the suzerain behind him will not be too high."

  Matthew thought quickly.

  He still maintains a sharp and mean attitude on the outside.

  He looked around for a week:

   "Your sect? With all due respect, these people don't look like they can do anything. They don't seem to have faith in the sect."

  There were about forty or fifty people inside and outside the camp.

   This is not a small scale for a team of wizards.

   But Matthew observed that these people did not seem to be fanatical cultists.

   They look lacklustre.

  Fin blinked:

   "They are just some helpers I found in a hurry. Some of them are the exiled prisoners I bought from Black Lake Port, and the other part are the robber gangs I incorporated."

   "It's reasonable for you to look down on them, but we always need some characters like this to complete our career."

  Matthew snorted, and his disdain became more obvious:

   "You'd better show a little sincerity instead of wasting my time here!"

"Alright alright."

  Fin spread his hands helplessly:

   "I'll take you to meet someone. I'm planning to hold a ceremony recently, and she is the most critical part."

  …

  Deep in the valley.

  In a tall tent.

  Matthew meets Sif.

   This is a girl with reddish brown hair and a pretty face. Her skin is very clean, except for one or two faint freckles on the left side of her nose, giving people a delicate and naughty feeling.

  She was now wrapped in a thick blanket.

   Looks unconscious.

   "Who is this girl?"

  Matthew asked knowingly.

   "The only daughter of the Blood Banner family."

  Fin proudly raised his head:

   "You should know what kind of blood runs through her..."

   "As long as the ceremony is successful, we can attract fire from the sky to destroy everything."

  Matthew didn't say anything.

  He really didn't know what was so special about the blood of the Blood Banner family.

  He tried to insinuate:

   "How did you catch her?"

   Fein didn't get carried away:

   "This is something you can only learn after you join the religious order."

   "How is it? Your Excellency, I have shown enough sincerity, but you haven't even told me your name."

  Matthew casually said:

   "You can call me Roger."

   "If I join you, what can I gain?"

  Fin nodded:

   "It turned out to be Mr. Roger."

   "Our task is to awaken the 'natural disaster' through a great ceremony. Every time we succeed, our Lord will send down rewards and secret treasures. As long as you join, you will also have a share of these graces."

   "After you break through the fourth level, my lord may give you a bone dragon."

   Bone Dragon?

I already have it.

   Matthew thought to himself that this magician can draw cakes better than himself.

  But on the surface, he still showed his heartbeat:

   "So what do I need to do?"

  Fin's eyes flickered:

   "A little test."

   "Since you can kill Hessen, you must have mastered the "Death Sky", right? "

  …

   Death Sky.

   Necromancer 12th-level spell.

  The effect is equivalent to a small-scale, weakened version of "Undead Scourge"!

  The place where the sky of death shrouded.

  All creatures will be drained of life energy quickly.

   Then transform into undead one by one.

  …

"I can."

  Matthew frowned and said:

   "But the effect of this spell is not good. Even a disabled person has a chance to escape from the scope of the sky with the will to escape."

   This is also the embarrassment of the death screen.

   Sounds amazing.

   What a smaller undead natural disaster.

  Compared to the instant death judgment of the undead natural disasters everywhere, the killing efficiency of the death screen is appallingly low.

  Even a necromancer who intends to kill innocent people will not learn this spell.

   "What if they stand still and kill you?"

   Finn said with a smile.

   Matthew's heart moved, and he nodded immediately:

   "Of course it can."

"very good."

  Fin opened the tent door and motioned for the two to go out.

   Come outside the camp.

  He shouted loudly:

   "Angrie! Call everyone over."

   Immediately, he looked at Matthew and whispered:

   "Ready the spell."

  Matthew retorted:

   "Are you crazy, cast a spell in front of so many people, they'll tear me apart!"

   "No, trust me, they won't!"

   Finn said firmly.

   "You tampered with them..."

  Matthew asked doubtfully:

   "But why did you do this? Although these people are useless, they cost you a lot of money, right?"

   "Your question seems a bit too much."

  Fin showed slight dissatisfaction for the first time.

   During the conversation.

  Everyone gathered.

  Including the two guards who guarded Sif's tent.

  Fin suddenly let out a sharp scream—

   Fifteen short seconds later.

  These people covered their heads in pain.

   Then they knelt on the ground one after another.

at the same time.

  Thin filaments like flagella began to emerge from the surface of their skin.

   These gray filaments are free in the air.

   Exudes a strong evil breath!

  …

  「Insight: Warlock Finn used ‘tricks’!」

  …

   "Let's go, Mr. Logue!"

  Fin gave Matthew a bad look.

   "Angri! Take that chick and get my carriage ready!"

   He greeted again.

  Matthew looked around.

  He noticed that besides the big tent where Sif was held, there were many small tents in the valley.

  These small tents are not used to live in people.

  There seems to be something hidden inside.

  …

   "Insight: You feel a strong aura of trickery, this is the means of 'creation of trickery'"

  …

   Tricky Creation.

   Death Sky.

  Matthew suddenly realized:

  He wants to create a group of real evil spirits here!

  It is different from the undead who are simply full of negative energy.

  The ‘evil spirit’ with superimposed elements of trickery is a more terrifying and evil existence!

   "Are you leaving?"

  Matthew took out his staff and looked directly at Finn.

   "Yes, I received a secret message before you came - the response from the Blood Banner family was faster than I expected. It is a pity that I had to postpone the ceremony and abandon this stronghold."

  Fin explained coldly:

   "Their people are on their way, and of course I have to prepare some surprises for them."

"If you don't take action, then these trick creations will only add a little trouble to them; but if real evil spirits can be created in the main material world, not only will the Blood Banner family suffer a big loss, maybe they will also suffer a lot. to please my lord."

   "Mr. Rogge, out of politeness and respect, I have told you everything I should say and what should not be said, now... please don't let me down."

   Said that his right hand was on the saber.

  In his left hand, he held down a spell book engraved with the pattern of an evil wolf's head.

  …

   "So, I understand."

  Matthew smiled lightly, and immediately raised the deadwood staff, and a low incantation sounded.

  Fin retreated to what he thought was a safe distance.

   Watching Matthew warily.

   Until that moment.

   A violent warning surged into his heart!

   "I forgot to tell you that although I am a necromancer, I am actually a good person."

  Matthew smiled slightly:

   "Besides, Bone Dragon, I already have one."

  The voice fell.

  The silent roar took away all the sounds in the valley.

   twisted air.

  A gigantic monster full of bones fell from the sky!

  Fin and Angelet, with terrified faces, wanted to twist their bodies.

  It's a pity they can't do it.

   An aura of kingship spread like a stone thrown into a small calm pond.

  …

  「Your summoned Philoreus has used the ability 'Dragon Might'!

  …

  The sorcerer Finn and the evil warrior Angele fell into a state of dizziness, weakness, and panic.

  …

  Duration: 12 seconds」

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   Now the starting point recommendation seems to be only for follow-up reading, so I hope you can click to the last page as much as possible, thank you!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)