A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 12: Bone Dragon? I Already Had It

However, he did not let his guard down.

From beginning to end.

He didn't even walk past Fein or the fat man.

He hid in the middle of the skeleton soldiers.

He followed behind them all the way.

The fatty named Angele was getting more and more disgusted by Matthew.

Fein didn't say much about it.

On the contrary, this was how a lone necromancer should behave.

Evil, mean, cunning, cautious.

It was obvious that he was not to be trifled with.

The valley entrance was very narrow.

However, the camp was surprisingly spacious.

Matthew found some scattered pottery and utensils inside.

These things were obviously not made by humans.

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

He seemed to have seen the doubt in Matthew's eyes.

Fein explained with a warm smile, "I wanted to invite them to join our cause, but their shamans didn't appreciate it, so I had to kill them all."

Matthew lowered his voice. "It's fine. They still contributed their strength."

Fein looked at the short skeletons among the skeleton soldiers.

His eyes revealed a hint of praise. " That's true. I've long wanted to find a necromancer to join us, but unfortunately, the necromancers in Baiyan City have their hands and feet sealed by 'chains'. They're too gentle, like wolf cubs raised in sheep pens all year round. Even if someone takes off the chains for them, they'll only be a whimpering dog."

Fein's words were probing.

This cunning Priest obviously did not let down his guard against Matthew.

Matthew replied disdainfully, " The 'Chain of Desire' cannot suppress the necromancers' pursuit of the truth. You only saw the surface of Baiyan City."

Fein smiled meaningfully. "Perhaps. It seems that you know Baiyan City better than me."

Matthew pretended to snort.

He did not continue to dwell on this topic but chose to take the initiative. "Who is your sect leader?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

The fat man, Angele, was furious. "You're offending the dignity of our Lord!"

Matthew did not give in. "Heh, as far as I know, there are a lot of scammers in the outer planes. Their strength is pitifully weak, but they pretend to be omnipotent. Do you understand what I mean? Fein? You're not the first Evil Priest I know."

Evil Priests.

As its name suggested, this was a relatively evil class or profession.

The power of the Evil Priests usually came from the sect master they served.

Most of these sect masters were not from this plane, but they were abnormally powerful outer-layer lifeforms.

They could be fairies from the Arcane Wilderness, great evil spirits from the lower planes, creations of dusk whose bodies were buried in the astral plane, or divine sins sealed under the Bridge of All Life.

The strength of an Evil Priest depended on how much power their sect master could project into the plane and how much the sect master cared for the former.

Usually, the sect masters would not let their disciples be too weak.

However, there were some exceptions.

It was just as Matthew had said.

The quality of the creatures in the outer plane was mixed, and it was inevitable that there would be a few people who were mixed in.

Some Evil Priests were deceived by the outer layer creatures and did not gain much power, but they paid a huge price.

Such examples were not rare.

"You do have some knowledge." Fein was still not angry.

He chuckled and said, " It's not convenient for me to tell you the name of my Lord for the time being, but as long as you join my church, you will have the answer to everything you want to know."

Inconvenient to reveal?

Then he could eliminate the Void Ruler Yurkus mentioned in the secret letter.

Sometimes, Evil Priests did not do things to please their sect master. Instead, they would try to please the people their sect master wanted to please.

'This means that the sect master behind him won't be too high in status.'

Matthew thought quickly.

He still maintained his sharp and mean attitude on the outside.

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

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

This was not a small scale for an Evil Priest team.

However, Matthew noticed that these people did not seem to be fanatical cultists.

They looked listless.

Fein blinked.

"They are just some helpers that I found in a hurry. Some of them are exiled prisoners that I bought from Black Lake Port, and the other is a bandit group that I have incorporated.

"It's reasonable for you to look down on them, but in the path of completing our career, we will always need some such menial characters."

Matthew snorted, and his disdain became more and more obvious.

"You better show some sincerity and not waste my time here!"

"Alright, alright." Fein shrugged helplessly. "I'll bring you to meet someone. I'm preparing to hold a ceremony recently, and she's the most crucial part."

Deep in the valley.

In a tall tent.

Matthew saw Sif.

It was a young girl with brown-red hair and a pretty face. Her skin was very clean, and only one or two faint freckles on the left side of her nose gave her a delicate and mischievous feeling.

She was now wrapped in a thick blanket.

She looked unconscious.

"Who is this girl?"

Matthew asked knowingly.

"The only daughter of the Suki Family."

Fein raised his head proudly.

"You should know what kind of bloodline flows in her body…

"As long as the ritual is successful, we can attract the heavenly fire to destroy everything."

Matthew didn't say anything.

He really didn't know what was so special about the bloodline of the Suki Family.

He tried to beat around the bush.

"How did you catch her?"

Fein didn't get carried away. "This is something you will only know after you join the Church.

"How is it? Sir, I've already shown enough sincerity, but you haven't even told me your name."

Matthew said casually, "You can call me Rogge.

"If I join you, what can I get?"

Fein nodded.

"So, Mr. Rogge.

" Our mission is to awaken the 'calamity' through a great ritual. Every time we succeed, the Lord will bestow rewards and secret treasures. As long as you join us, you will also receive a share of these blessings.

"After you break through to the fourth level, my Lord might bestow you with a Bone Dragon."

Bone Dragon?

I already have one.

Matthew thought to himself that this Evil Priest was even better than him at making up stories.

But on the surface, he still looked tempted.

"Then what do I need to do?"

Fein's eyes flickered. "A small test.

"Since you were able to kill Heiss, you must have mastered the 'Death Curtain', right?"

Death Curtain.

Necromancer level 12 spell.

The effect was equivalent to a small, weakened version of the Undead Calamity!

Where the death curtain covers the place

All living beings would be quickly drained of their life force.

Then, one by one, they turned into dead spirits.

"I do." Matthew frowned. "However, the effect of this spell is not good. Even a disabled person has the opportunity to escape the range of the Death Curtain by relying on their will to escape."

This was also the awkward part of the Death Curtain.

It sounded very powerful on paper.

However, compared to the Undead Calamity, which had instant death, the Death Curtain's killing efficiency was so low that the victims could easily escape.

Even necromancers who wanted to kill the innocent would not learn this spell.

"What if they stand still and let you kill them?" said Fein with a smile.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately nodded. "Of course, that would change everything."

"Very good."

Fein opened the tent door and motioned for the two to leave.

They arrived outside the camp.

He shouted,

"Angele! Call everyone over."

Then, he looked at Matthew and whispered,

"Prepare the spell."

Matthew refuted, "Are you crazy? Casting a spell in front of so many people, they will tear me apart!"

"No, believe me, they won't!" Fein said firmly.

"You did something to them…" Matthew was puzzled. "But why did you do it? Although these people are useless, they must have cost you a lot of money, right?"

"Mr. Rogge, you have too many questions."

For the first time, Fein showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

As they spoke, Everyone gathered around.

Including the two guards who were guarding Sif's tent.

Fein suddenly let out a sharp shriek.

Fifteen seconds later.

These people all covered their heads in pain.

Then, they knelt on the ground one after another.

At the same time.

Flagelella-like threads began to emerge from their skin.

These gray threads floated in the air.

It emitted a strong evil aura!

[Insight: The Priest Fein used Curse!]」

"Let's begin, Mr. Rogge!"

Fein gave Matthew an unfriendly look.

"Angele! Bring that girl and prepare my carriage!"

He called out again.

Matthew looked around.

He noticed that other than the big tent where Sif was imprisoned, there were many other small tents in the valley.

These small tents were not used for living.

There seems to be something hidden inside.

[Insight: You have sensed a strong Curse aura. This is part of a Curse Creation.]

Curse Creation.

Death Curtain.

Matthew was enlightened. 'He wanted to create a batch of true Evil Spirits here!'

Evil Spirit was different from the undead that was purely filled with negative energy.

Evil Spirits that were layered with the elements of the Curse were even more terrifying and evil!

"Are you guys leaving?"

Matthew took out his staff and looked at Fein.

"Yes. Before you came, I received a secret message that the Suki Family reacted faster than I expected. Unfortunately, I have to postpone the ceremony and abandon this stronghold."

Fein explained coldly, "Their people are on their way here, and I naturally have to prepare some surprises for them.

" If you don't make a move, then these Curse Creations will only add a little trouble to the underlings. However, if we could create a real evil spirit in the material world, not only would the spirit be able to make the Suki family suffer a huge loss, you might even be able to please His Lord.

"Mr. Rogge, out of politeness and respect, I've already told you everything that I shouldn't have said. Now…Please don't disappoint me," As he spoke, his right hand gripped the sword.

His left hand was holding a spellbook with an evil wolf head engraved on it.

"I understand."

Matthew smiled lightly and raised his withered wooden staff. A low incantation sounded.

Fein retreated to what he thought was a safe distance.

He looked at Matthew warily.

Until that moment, A strong sense of danger surged into his heart!

"I forgot to tell you that although I am a necromancer, I am actually a good person." Matthew smiled. " In addition, I already have a bone dragon."

As soon as he finished speaking.

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

In the distorted air.

A gigantic creature covered in bones descended from the sky!

Fein and Angele tried to escape.

Unfortunately, they could not do it.

A domineering aura spread out like a stone thrown into a calm pond.

[Your summoned creature has used the ability 'Draconic Prestige'!]

[Evil Priest Fein and Evil Warrior Angele were stunned, weakened, and scared.]

[Duration: 12 seconds]

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