The necromancer just wants to plant trees.

Chapter 100 Demigod Ritual!

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Lawrence's attitude seemed very sincere.

But the commotion in the auditorium became more intense.

The audience at the scene were all the dignitaries of Zeshui City. They might not have anything else, but their eyesight was definitely not lacking.

As early as when Lawrence made Mrs. Jess vomit poisonously, many powerful people saw that the situation was not good and prepared to run away.

However, they soon found out.

All doors to and from the theater were shut.

People wearing red masks came out from the shadows of each passage.

They blocked all the way out.

"The Plague Lord!"

Someone stood on the steps and shouted down:

"I have no intention of interfering in the dispute between you and others, open the door and let me leave, and I will pretend nothing happened, okay?"

Lawrence smiled brightly:

"No."

In the corridor on the left, a middle-aged man with a rich face said unhappily:
"So you are the Lord of the Plague? I know you. You are a clown in the circus of this theater. You are doing a good job."

"Look, man, I don't know what you're having with your co-workers, but you'd better let us go now."

"The four major temples are all looking for you, you shouldn't be so ostentatious."

Lawrence's expression remained unchanged, but his tone became sharper:

"Although you are an audience, I don't like the way you speak to me."

"Being born taller doesn't mean you can always be taller."

"It's time for you to have an acute fever."

This statement came out.

The rich man's face immediately turned pale, and his forehead began to sweat crazily!
"Wow!"

He lay on the railing of the aisle and vomited violently.

Followed by.

There was also a crackling sound from his crotch.

The smell spread quickly.

Everyone is afraid to avoid it.

Only his servant helped him subconsciously, but seeing the sudden death of the master's family, the servant also backed away in fright.

"Holy water, holy water wow!"

The man vomited and struggled to speak.

The servant suddenly realized.

He hurriedly found a bottle of holy water, and under the desperate eyes of the rich man, the servant actually choked up the holy water in one gulp!

"Holy water? Is it useful?"

Lawrence on the stage snorted softly.

As if to confirm his statement.

next second.

The servant who had just drank the holy water became exactly like the rich man.

First, his complexion was instantly white as paper.

Immediately afterwards, he vomited and vented on the spot.

The people in the surrounding circle avoided like the plague gods.

However, the plague spread rapidly.

A lady with a child noticed something strange about her daughter, she hurriedly took out a short staff from her bag!

"Biu~"

After a white light.

The child's gradually pale face instantly returned to normal rosiness.

"Purification staff? Mage?"

Lawrence looked at the lady with interest.

The lady warned coldly:

"I don't care if you are the legendary Plague King or not. If you dare to hurt my child, I will crush you to ashes."

"They are right. People from the Four Great Temples will come soon after hearing the news. You can't block the theater for too long. There may be a mage more powerful than me hidden in the audience. You are looking for your own death!"

"So if you are sensible, get rid of your people quickly, and get out of here yourself, don't hinder us from watching Mr. Brandon's performance!"

This lady is obviously a true fan of the leading actor Brandon.

Every word she said.

The smile on Lawrence's face disappeared.

When she finished speaking.

Lawrence's face was nothing but a cloud.

He stared at the lady, and asked with clear syllables:

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to because I'm smiling all the time?"

"I have been laughing all the time because of the male lead I played, Durin, who is a character who loves to laugh naturally, so I not only have to laugh, but also smile brightly, warmly, and brilliantly—but this does not mean I just smile."

"If you want me to play a devil, I will too—!"

To the last word.

Lawrence's face suddenly began to contort convulsively.

There seemed to be something densely wriggling under the skin.

Pairs of tusks protrude from the upper and lower gums.

Accompanied by it.

There was also a tongue that was thirty to forty centimeters long and with a forked tip sticking out of his mouth!

"I've said it all, I'm the Lord of the Plague, how dare you look down on me?!"

Lawrence stood on the stage and said hysterically:

"Then let you feel the taste of the plague, now—cough!"

Lawrence's bloodshot eyes protruded abnormally.

His right hand suddenly pointed in the direction of the lady.

The audience in that area suddenly coughed violently!
Cough, cough, cough!

The continuous coughing sounded like a symphony.

"You guys, sneeze!"

Lawrence waved his right hand and shouted at another audience.

Ahhhhhh!

The auditorium in that area immediately sneezed one after another.

"Itching!"

"Palpitations!"

"Dysmenorrhea!"

"Don't lift!"

"Drowsiness!"

"ADHD!"

"Facial paralysis!"

"Crooked mouth!"

"Egg hurts!"

Accompanied by Lawrence's fluent spouting like a dish name.

The vast majority of viewers were hanged with all sorts of illnesses.

The theater became noisy, but for the time being, no one had the time to stand up and talk back to Lawrence.

Lawrence watched the scene with satisfaction.

This chaotic storm of illness lasted about 3 minutes.

Until Lawrence suddenly stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the void:
"stop!"

Everyone's symptoms stopped instantly.

"I said, I just want to invite everyone to watch my performance."

Lawrence bowed slightly:

"My tolerance is very limited, stop making each other unhappy, okay?"

There was no sound in the auditorium.

Even if there are a few professionals among the dignitaries, they have also experienced the power of the plague king's domain at this moment.

They looked at each other, some were gesturing to each other, and some were using secret tools to communicate with the outside world.

There was still a little confusion in the auditorium, but Lawrence turned a blind eye to it all.

He had a red mask remove Mrs. Jess's body, which had been gnawed beyond recognition.

Then he turned back and walked in front of the shivering actors.

"Lawrence...my lord."

Brandon, who plays the leading actor, is also very discerning.

He immediately gave up his position, and apologized submissively:
"If you are willing to play the role, it will definitely bring the scene to a higher level. Forgive my previous ignorance and arrogance. I dared to give you pointers..."

Lawrence smiled and patted Brandon on the shoulder:

"No, Brandon, I'm actually very grateful to you. Although you love to sarcasm me as much as they do, at least I have benefited a lot from the pointers on acting."

Brandon breathed a sigh of relief, and then said flattered:

"No, no, those are all as they should be..."

But before he finished speaking, Lawrence lifted his neck, and the heroine next to him screamed.

"But you still have to die."

Lawrence said softly.

Brandon struggled in horror:
"Why, why? I, I didn't offend you more than others, Lawrence, do you remember? I thought you weren't popular with women before, so I specially introduced girls to you."

Lawrence laughed when he heard this:

"You mean the girls you dumped after they became pregnant? Technically speaking, you're really introducing girls to me."

Brandon hurriedly argued:

"I also do it out of good intentions, and they are all good girls, you can't kill me just because of this!"

Lawrence shook his head:
"Although you are a scumbag who loves to have sex with underage girls, making them pregnant and then having abortions, I really don't hate you because of this. I just need your face very, very much now. After all, the audience in the audience The audience comes to see you, dear Mr Brandon."

talking room.

Under Brandon's horrified gaze, Lawrence's hand quickly slid across Brandon's neck like an operation.

A stab.

A fresh human skin appeared in Lawrence's hands.

"what……!"

Brandon screamed and fell to the ground.

Only flesh and bones remained on his face!

But at this time, the audience was completely silent.

The domain of the Plague Lord has been completely expanded.

A powerful force suppressed everyone's throats, making them unable to make a sound. They could only stare in horror and watch Brandon roll back and forth on the stage!
Lawrence ignored it.

And Brandon rolled a few laps on the stage, and soon fell into the shadow of the backstage, completely silent.

Pounce.

The stage lights dimmed.

"Now, let's get on with the show, you don't have to be afraid, just think of me as Brandon."

Lawrence put Brandon's face on his own, and it turned out to be exactly like Brandon!
The actors obviously haven't recovered from the huge shock, but under Lawrence's coercion, they can only bite the bullet and start working.

When the fourth act opens.

The narration was stumbling, and it took several paragraphs to get used to it before regaining its previous fluent state.

The lights are on.

The time and setting on the stage return to the situation when the hero, Du Latine, and his party have just returned to the island.

Just this time.

All the actors appear absent-minded.

But Lawrence is the only one who plays particularly well.

Everyone clearly knows that he is a demon who kills without blinking an eye.

It can be accompanied by the advancement of the plot on the stage.

The consciousness of many viewers gradually became blurred.

With their chins raised, they actually began to appreciate the plot on the stage with relish, and they didn't notice the abnormal appearance of the other actors at all!

First row under the stage.

Matthew looked at the stage thoughtfully:

"So, this is the good show tonight?"

on the data bar.

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"Reminder: You are in the domain of the Plague Lord!

Balanced Perception: You are aware that Lawrence, the Lord of the Plague, has two domains——

Domain [-] (Plague): The power is weak, only at the level of 'entry' and most 'deep'.

Domain [-] (Performance): Powerful, with a minimum level of 'Master' level.

WARNING: You are participating in a demigod (ascension) ritual! "

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Demi god.

A special title that symbolizes power but is not completely linked to power.

A powerful demigod may have power comparable to that of a god, and its own level may be above level 28, which is in line with the identity and personality of "God's Domain".

And it is difficult for a weak demigod to find the lower limit.

Theoretically, there are demigods with a total level of only LV1. The real combat power of such demigods is around the second to third tier, depending on their occupation, ability and other factors.

Just as rank is not the whole of strength.

The same is true of Godhead.

What's more, what a demigod possesses is only a godhead with a digit of 0.

But in reality.

Most people who can become demigods have good combat power, and the congenital demigods enjoy the shade of their parents, usually not bad;
Acquired demigods need to go through all kinds of tests, and the gold content is even higher.

And against the background of the Tianlun Palace's ascension to the palace.

The demigod ritual is the ultimate way for a mortal to go to the limit on the way of the gods.

In Matthew's perception.

Lawrence, the Lord of the Plague, would not be higher than LV18, and his sense of threat was far inferior to that of Blinken.

And in terms of domain, Lawrence is even more powerful in peddling tricks.

"His true field is actually "acting"! "

"Whether it's the "good show" that is being performed on stage, or the "Lord of Plague" that he has been playing off the stage, it's all just acting. "

"He wants to be promoted to a demigod with a mortal body, and the field he touches can only be "performance"! "

Matthew understood.

No wonder Lawrence spread the plague in the city and hired coughers to march.

Because he didn't want to rely on the power of the domain to spread it at all, he was just playing the role of the plague king!

And since it is a performance, it naturally needs an audience.

Those marchers were both Lawrence's spectators and performers in another sense. Those who witnessed their parade were the outer circle of spectators.

As such.

Only the Plague Lord's performance can reach all corners of Zeshui City.

"Because it's a performance, the plague here is very exaggerated. It comes fiercely and urgently, but it's not that deadly."

"The major forces in Zeshui City may have wanted to manage it at the beginning, but after discovering something about it, they were happy to see the result, and instead started the business of holy water."

Matthew stared at Lawrence, who was performing indulgently.

But acting alone is not enough.

Even if he has accumulated a lot of elements in related fields, if he wants to be promoted to a demigod, he needs not only the huge and concentrated promotion ceremony in front of him, but also one more crucial thing——

Demigod godhead.

no doubt.

Lawrence must have had it in his hand, otherwise he would never have been able to carry out the ceremony.

And Lorraine also knows this 100%, otherwise he wouldn't drag himself over to watch the show.

thought here.

Matthew couldn't help but glanced at Lorraine.

The latter had a peaceful face, and was watching the performance on the stage intently.

Matthew opened his mouth.

In the end, he didn't ask any more questions.

The matter has come to this point, since he has chosen to believe, Matthew will believe to the end.

It's just that he looked at Lawrence with a little more compassion——

The prince Duradin in the play is a bard.

There is a high probability that Lawrence's occupation on the stage is also a bard.

Needless to say, Lorraine in the audience.

In the theater tonight, there is destined to be a demigod ceremony that belongs to the bard.

Just the demigod who got promoted to that one in the end.

But not necessarily Lawrence.

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on the stage.

The performance of the fourth act continued.

Lawrence's acting is really amazing.

After the heroine drank the poisoned wine, the emotional outburst and control of the hero Du Latin suddenly became as violent as a torrent, and then restrained like a spring rain.

Only this scene.

Far surpassed the previous Brandon by a thousand times.

And the climax that followed made people see Lawrence's almost perfect acting skills.

In the play, Prince Dulatin reluctantly uses the victory-hating technique to break through the disguise of his second uncle and the extraordinary power bestowed on him by the Naga.

According to the custom of Pantura.

The two sides will have a final hand-to-hand combat on the cliff.

"Your despicableness is rare in my life, but how could I refuse to fulfill the Pantura tradition? Come on, Second Uncle, let the wind of the island witness our duel. This is the last time I will call you by your honorific title."

Duradin opened his arms to his uncle emotionally, which was the posture of preparation before hand-to-hand combat.

"How can you murder your own brother? He's your brother, you wretch who deserves to go to hell!"

The two sides rolled back and forth on the cliff, and Durand pinched his uncle's neck and asked angrily.

"The shaman once told me that blind revenge is not advisable. Ending your sinful life may make me feel more empty, but if not, how can there be fairness and justice in the world?"

At the critical moment of life and death, the uncle pulled out the hidden personal dagger, but was snatched by Du Latin and completed the counter-kill.

And just the second after Duradin stabbed the dagger into the opponent's heart.

His mother stumbled and ran over.

She hugged her uncle's head and wept bitterly:

"Duladin, Dualatin, how did you kill your biological father?"

Done.

She pulled out the dagger, stabbed herself in the heart, and died as well.

Dulatin's face was completely pale when he heard the words.

He staggered back and forth on the stage, all the lights were hitting him.

that moment.

The shock, hesitation, loss, doubt, pain, confusion on Du Latin's face... I don't know how many emotions burst out at the same time!
off stage.

There was thunderous applause.

Matthew noticed that almost all the audience in the arena were silent in Lawrence's performance at this time.

This is the scary thing about the domain being close to Dacheng.

Obviously something so horrible just happened.

But under Lawrence's performance, so many people temporarily forgot the previous bloody incident, their faces flushed and they clapped with forgetfulness.

Especially when Lawrence's prince kills himself with the same dagger in a fit of despair.

The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak.

Many people stood up from their seats and cheered loudly:
“Wonderful!”

"King of the show!"

"King of the show!"

"One more time!"

Gradually.

The applause and cheers are constantly converging on the same pitch.

The cheers of "King of Show" became the lines chanted by the crowd.

Matthew didn't need to turn on the balance perception to feel that a large number of elements related to "performance" were converging on Lawrence!
After dozens of seconds.

A bright yellow light glowed on his chest.

Matthew narrowed his eyes:
"godhead?"

He just wanted to remind Lorraine.

But when I turned my head, the seat next to me was empty.

Matthew looked up sharply.

In the darkness, a spotlight suddenly turned on automatically, and it hit a handsome man in the costume of the leading actor!
"who are you?"

Lawrence looked at Lorraine who suddenly appeared in surprise.

"Why are you wearing the same clothes as me?"

Lorraine smiled and clapped and said:
"The acting was good, but I don't think it's still 'a good show'. "

"I feel like my show is above yours."

"By the way, we wear different clothes now."

As he spoke, he pointed lightly.

There was a slight uproar in the audience.

The clothes Lawrence was wearing suddenly changed——

From the fashionable male lead costume that looks like a return from the big city to the indigenous costume with strong island style!

Lorraine cleared his throat, and his face suddenly became very sad and angry:
"Your despicableness is rare in my life, but how could I refuse to fulfill the Pantura tradition? Come on, Second Uncle, let the wind of the island witness our duel. This is the last time I will call you by your honorific title."

Lawrence froze for a moment, and said angrily:

"That's my station..."

His voice was blocked by a powerful force!
next second.

As if there was an invisible force pulling him, the two fought hand to hand regardless of each other!
"How could you murder your own brother?"

"The shaman once said to me... But if not, how can there be fairness and justice in the world?"

Lorraine's lines were powerful.

Lawrence couldn't breathe.

The same is true physically.

The hand-to-hand combat scene that was supposed to have back and forth, Lawrence was suppressed by Lorraine and turned into a one-sided accusation!
The painting style suddenly changed from drama to performance art performance, full of absurd taste.

There was a complete silence off the stage.

Not to mention Lawrence, even Matthew, who was sitting in the first row, had to open the two domains of "oak tree" and "undead" at the same time, so as to resist the force of Lorraine's vast sea-like domain!
……

"Reminder: Your companion Lorraine is performing a demigod ritual!

Warning: Lorraine's domain level is at least the 'Master' level.

Lorraine used the Domain Ability on Lawrence: Transplant.

Lorraine is plundering Lawrence's godhead (number 0) face to face!
Lorraine's behavior has resonated in your domain (Tauren domain), and related elements in your domain are growing rapidly..."

……

"This can also be a cow?"

Matthew was stunned.

He had actually guessed Lorraine's intentions, but he didn't expect that his tactics would be so rough. As soon as he took the stage, he crushed the Plague King who seemed to be in control of everything just now.

Even if the Plague Lord is a poet, due to the ritual, he cannot use the power of too much drama.

But so must Lorraine.

This shows that Lorraine simply relied on physical strength to overwhelm the Plague King!
"What level is this guy..."

Matthew couldn't help but wonder.

And on stage.

Lorraine moved faster than Matthew had imagined.

After the scene where he killed his uncle ended.

Lorraine kept groping for Lawrence's chest, and suddenly, a bright yellow particle appeared in his palm.

"Do not--!"

Lawrence, whose domain and power were both crushed, roared helplessly:

"That'smine!"

Lorraine was unmoved.

"Matthew, can you press it for me?"

He suddenly said to the audience.

Matthew looked at the people around, and they all seemed to be unable to move as if they had been immobilized by humans, so he asked:
"Didn't you ask me to be a spectator?"

Lorraine smiled and said:

"The show is over, now it's time to refund tickets."

Matthew waved his right index finger, and a ghost immediately flew over and held Lawrence firmly for Lorraine.

"What a beautiful Miss Ghost."

It was rare for Lorraine to just glance at it before starting his finishing work.

He suspended the bright yellow particles in his chest, and quickly took out a heavy small box and a rare ceramic bottle.

Lorraine touched the particles with his index finger solemnly.

After a few seconds.

A faint greenness suddenly separated from the bright yellow light spot.

Lorraine immediately put all the greenery in the ceramic bottle.

Then he threw the bottle at Matthew in the audience:

"You have a share, don't refuse, this play is so badly written, this is the reward you deserve after you insist on watching it."

Matthew took advantage of the opportunity to catch the bottle.

……

"Hint: You have obtained a "well-crafted ceramic bottle".

Ceramic bottle: Contains a complete "Plague Domain", after absorbing it, you can complete the entry or introduction to the Plague Domain"

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"Remember to return the bottle to me after use, that thing is much more precious than the domain."

Lorraine reminded and said:

"Also, if you have the opportunity to come into contact with the godhead in the future, remember to prepare this pure lead box in advance. Only in this way can you completely isolate the breath of the godhead from spreading."

talking.

He skillfully installed that godhead.

Matthew looked at Lawrence with a completely distorted expression on the ground with some doubts:

"Is that the end?"

Lorraine smiled easily:
"What do you think will happen? I'm not a robber. Speaking of which, I secretly gave him this godhead! He has no reason to be angry, right?"

"Life is like this. Many times you think that the story will unfold vigorously, but in fact, it may just be stagnant water, and then there will be a long Ning..."

He wasn't finished yet.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the square at the main entrance of the theater!

Followed by.

There was a series of roaring sounds like shells falling to the ground.

Matthew almost thought he was hallucinating.

However, on the data bar, a series of red information is being refreshed rapidly!
……

"Warning: A cloud elf force from Cloud City is approaching rapidly, and the cloud elf drop pod is being deployed!
Two sky giants have just arrived at the front entrance of the theater!

An army of floating airships from Cyberron is rapidly approaching Zeshui City!

……

Warning: Lawrence is completely insane after losing his demigod status and domain abilities. He is using his own life as a source of nourishment, and he is using the "voodoo secret method" to summon the giant tree of the poison world! "

……

For a while, warning signs were issued frequently.

Matthew pointed to Lawrence, who was starting to sprout vines, his eyelids twitched and said:
"Are you sure he's not very angry?"

boom!
Another bang.

A huge gap suddenly collapsed on the ground in the center of the stage.

A thick and dark giant tree jumped out, growing towards the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye!

boom!
After a few seconds.

The dense canopy broke through the roof of the shed theater!
Crash.

Tarpaulins, wood, and parts of railcars that had been overturned by giant trees fell down freely.

The audience woke up like a dream.

They ran away in panic.

"The door is open!"

Lorraine shouted loudly on the stage.

For an instant.

All the doors in the theater were opened.

People fled in haste.

"Run Matthew!"

Lorraine jumped off the stage, pulled Matthew and ran towards an evacuation passage.

But two seconds later.

Two rows of wet and thick tree walls suddenly popped out from the ground in front of them!
"Want to go?"

"It's not that easy."

Lawrence stared at Lorraine resentfully.

At this moment, his lower body was wrapped in by the intertwined root system of the giant poison world tree.

The upper body is also covered with green vines and roots.

"I knew I couldn't be that lucky."

Lawrence said bitterly:

"I can't really pick up a godhead because of an accidental fall."

"I am an abandoned child of God. From the moment I was born, the discrimination against me in this world has never stopped."

"Everyone is laughing at me, mocking me, targeting me!"

"This godhead is also, from the beginning, this is your trap, right?"

Lorraine didn't deny it.

He just looked at Lawrence calmly:
"I gave you a chance, boy. You had a chance to learn."

Lawrence sneered:

"Don't be hypocritical, you know what choices a person of my background would make, that's why you sent the godhood to me, don't deny it!"

Lorraine smiled meaningfully:
"That's true, but it doesn't conflict with what I said, understand?"

"I'm uneasy and kind, and you are full of bad things. We are a match made in heaven, and it just happened to be a good show for my audience, isn't it?"

At this time, the ruthless vines had wrapped around Lawrence's neck.

He roared hoarsely:
"Go to hell, you thief!"

The tree wall followed suit.

Lorraine hurriedly took out the teleportation staff.

Just at this moment, Matthew suddenly said calmly:

"Respected giant tree of the poison world, I send my greetings to Your Excellency on behalf of the soul of the oak tree, the soul of the rainforest, and the goddess of moonlight Asiya."

The tendency of the tree wall to shrink inward was eased abruptly.

half an hour.

An old voice sounded.

He looks very happy:

"Hello, Mr. Matthew."

"Ah, I can't remember the last time I spoke to a natural messenger, anyway, it's nice to meet you."

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(End of this chapter)