A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 6: Arsonist

He began to change his clothes as quickly as possible.

[You have equipped Mist Robe (+1)!]

[Mist Robe (Armor +0): Casting Speed +10%] Slightly increases mental power recovery speed]

[You have equipped Withered Wood Staff!]

[Withered Wood Staff (Attack +1): Undead Summoning +1]

[You have equipped the Magical Bag!]

[Magical Bag: Contained eight slots. Each slot can store up to 12 items of the same type.]

[Currently stored items: Rotten Spore/Phantom Butterfly/Scrolls]

After changing into a completely different outfit.

Matthew's entire temperament changed.

Normally, he was more like a young teacher who was easy to talk to.

But now…

He was one step closer to the typical necromancer in the public's mind.

"Dinner is ready!"

Peggy walked over with a pot of fried mushroom noodles.

"I'll eat when I come back!"

Matthew said as he hurried into the night.

Ten minutes later.

Matthew's figure appeared at the edge of the oak forest.

The only thing that accompanied him was a Mage Fire used for illumination.

His expression did not look too good.

The appearance of the suspected arsonist had greatly threatened his most important resource.

He was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

In an instant, he became furious.

According to normal logic, he should go to the police station for help.

However, Matthew considered that Blake must be busy with Sif's matter and might not be able to free up his hands to take care of Matthew's matters.

Secondly, he wanted to punish this audacious arsonist personally!

"This is the forest that I painstakingly cultivated.

"It's not like any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come and ruin it for me!"

At the edge of the oak forest.

Matthew stood on his tiptoes and looked into the distance.

From here, he could indeed see a large fire. The fire had not spread to the oak forest for the time being. Fortunately, there was no flammable fuel in this area.

He calmed himself down and realized that the place where the fire was burning seemed to be a farm.

There was only a hill between the oak forest and that place.

Matthew had met the owner of the farm a few times, and his daughter was very cute.

The fire on the farm was so fierce, but there was no shout nearby. It was not difficult to guess what happened to the farm owner's family.

"They are not ordinary bandits."

Matthew calmed down.

The oak fairy told him that there were many arsonists, and they exuded an evil and powerful aura. This meant that there was a high probability that it was done by adventurers.

He could not act rashly when the enemy's combat strength was unknown.

Thus, he observed for a while.

Then, he quickly ran to the other end of the oak forest.

Very quickly.

Matthew arrived at the location in his memory.

It was a huge haystack.

Below the haystack, there was a place that looked like a cellar.

The cellar was not very spacious.

The layout was a little like Matthew's university dormitory in his previous life.

"Puff!"

Matthew opened the iron lid.

He sensed it.

Then, he began to use the [Undeed Summoning].

Under the guidance of magic power.

Out of the blue.

A ghastly white hand slammed onto the mud floor at the cellar's exit!

Immediately after.

One skeleton after another crawled out of the hole!

Not long after.

At the edge of the haystack, there were 12 skeleton soldiers with pale green soul flames in their heads.

Most of these skeleton soldiers had thick bones and high integrity. They also held weapons and small round shields. They were the elites of skeleton soldiers.

They were all summoned creatures that Matthew had carefully collected.

It took him a lot of effort to make them look like they did now.

One had to know that undead summoning was not something that came out of nothing.

No matter how powerful a necromancer was, it was impossible for them to conjure a team of skeleton soldiers out of thin air.

Summoning undead required materials.

Take the skeleton soldiers as an example.

Summoning them required a certain number of bones.

If the number were insufficient, even if the summoning was successful, the skeleton soldiers you summoned would still be missing arms and legs.

Not to mention fighting, they might fall apart after taking two steps.

The reason why skeleton soldiers were synonymous with cannon fodder was because the materials they needed were relatively easy to obtain.

The others, such as dark warriors, blood demons, bone dragons, and soul eaters, were thousands of times more difficult to summon!

Of course.

There was also a way to bypass the casting materials and obtain the summoned creature.

That was to build a magic circle that pointed to the negative energy plane.

One could directly pull the subjects over from the other side.

However, the amount of resources consumed was even more shocking.

Even a high-level mage would weigh the pros and cons before constructing such a magic circle.

Therefore, generally speaking.

It was not without reason that Necromancers with low morals preferred to wander around the cemetery and mass graves.

They were really poor!

And someone like Matthew, who had bought almost every bone in the cellar with his own money or picked it up by accident, was definitely a saint among necromancers.

"Let's go!"

Matthew ordered.

The skeleton soldiers, who were slightly slow to react, slowly followed him.

Waves of cold air began to spread.

In the oak forest.

Even the noisy night wind became silent.

It seemed that even they were afraid of the arrival of the undead.

"Boom!"

A violent flame exploded in the farmland.

The strong wind blew, adding fuel to the fire.

He watched as the farm gradually disappeared into the sea of fire.

Heiss, who was wearing a black singlet and revealing his muscles, revealed a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

He suppressed the thought of continuing to set the fire.

He shifted his gaze to the dark forest not far away.

"Fein's information seems to be true. Rolling Stone Town is defenseless at a time like this!

"Hehe, then let me bestow them with a little more shock with the flames!"

He strode towards the hillside.

Behind him.

The six followers followed him.

"Is everything arranged?"

Heiss asked indifferently.

"Boss, don't worry. Not a single one survived. They were all burned alive!"

One of the scarred faces revealed a sinister smile.

Heiss nodded in satisfaction.

As a Level-11 " Arsonist ", he could feel that his strength had increased a little!

Not much.

But it was clearly visible.

In fact.

According to the original plan, he should have retreated after burning the farm, but the feeling of having his strength increased made him extremely intoxicated.

Especially when he noticed the oak forest in front of him, he immediately changed his mind.

He could feel the exuberant vitality contained in this forest. Burning this forest would bring him a great increase in strength!

That was about ten times the size of the farm.

It was almost the same as burning down a street in a city.

However, the risk was far lower than setting fire to the city!

No arsonist could resist such a temptation.

In particular, Heiss could clearly sense that as long as he burned this forest, the path of flame that was originally very vague for him would become clear.

He could no longer hold back his crazy thoughts!

Set fire!

Set fire!

He wanted to burn it!

Burn!

Burn!

"Stop!"

They walked halfway up the hill.

Heiss suddenly shouted.

The six attendants immediately surrounded him vigilantly.

"Boss, what's wrong? Do you want to retreat?"

Scarface asked.

Heiss ignored him. He just stared straight ahead with his eyes wide open.

The night breeze brought along a faint green fluorescent light.

There was a faint smell of decay in the air.

"It's a bone flame…"

Heiss looked thoughtfully at the row of figures slowly appearing on the hillside.

Skeleton soldiers?

A necromancer?

Heiss' furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

"Did Fein send you here? Go back and tell him that I'll find him after burning this forest!

"As for whether or not to join the church, that will depend on his sincerity."

The skeleton soldiers did not move.

The person who was hiding in the dark and controlling these undead creatures did not say anything.

Heiss couldn't help but laugh.

"You're not going to stop me, are you? With these skeletons?"

His followers also laughed.

Scarface volunteered.

"Boss, I can send all these skeletons flying with a single kick!"

Heiss shook his head.

His gaze searched the hillside.

His gaze was extremely sharp.

However, he did not act rashly.

After a few minutes.

His tense state was instantly relieved.

The two huge muscles on his chest also trembled.

"Don't be so mysterious. I've found your position. Didn't Fein tell you what I am? Hehe, I'm very sensitive to temperature!"

He looked at the skeleton soldiers and said mockingly, "Do you necromancers like to hide among the trash? How uncreative!"

However, the other party still did not answer.

Heiss was finally enraged.

"If you don't get lost, I'll burn you too!"

As he spoke.

A glass bottle that was emitting flames suddenly appeared in his hand!

"I'm not trying to be mysterious."

Finally.

A voice came from behind a skeleton soldier.

"I'm just waiting for the sacs to take effect-you've just inhaled them."

Matthew stood on the hill.

A large amount of negative energy gushed out from the tip of the Withered Wood Staff!

[Sac of Decay: Acceleration of infection!]

"Not good!"

Heiss turned around.

The followers looked a little panicked.

They began to realize that something was wrong.

"Why is my face a little itchy?"

"The same goes for my arm!"

"It's so itchy! Something seemed to be growing!"

Under their terrified gazes.

Some people had red bumps on their skin.

At first, these lumps were not eye-catching and did not feel anything.

Soon, they became extremely itchy.

People simply couldn't control their hands from scratching.

He scratched.

A large amount of yellow-green pus gushed out from it.

Splashes everywhere on his skin.

The infection began to grow even faster!

As the infected area continued to spread.

In the crowd.

The aura coming from the negative plane became thicker and thicker!

"Stop scratching. Kill that Necromancer, and you'll be fine!"

Heiss made a prompt decision and roared.

The group endured the itch and charged forward.

Matthew continued to wave his staff.

This time.

He didn't even need to chant!

[Undead Summoning Spell: Contract Item!]

[Your ability Instant Summon is in effect!]

[Your ability 'Fixed Drop' is in effect!」

On the hill.

A large green circle of light appeared in the area where the group was about to rush up.

"Quickly dodge!"

Before Heiss could finish.

A tall figure descended from the sky!

Bang!

One of the followers couldn't dodge in time.

He was smashed into meat paste!

The people beside him were also affected by the shock wave and rolled down the hill.

Heiss looked over furiously.

The two-meter-tall figure was looking around in a daze.

Her bones were white and flawless.

But the most eye-catching thing was the plate in her hand.

"Matthew? Do you want to have dinner? Just nice, I just heated up the fried mushroom noodles again…"

Peggy looked at Matthew happily.

"No, throw away the fried noodles, Peggy. I want you to fight for me."

Matthew said.

Peggy's mood suddenly became serious.

She turned to face the arsonist.

Then, she said to Matthew,

"In that case, please buff me!"

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