The necromancer just wants to plant trees.

Chapter 536: Avoiding Good Fortune and Seeking Evil
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"Oops!"

Mrs. Wolf exclaimed:
"We were brought to the manor and must obey his laws to survive!"

"Wait, is it day or night?"

Because of nervousness, her little face looked a little purple, and her big eyes were rolling around, as if she was looking at potential enemies other than the mud figure in front of her.

And facing this strange scene in front of him.

Matthew was not at all panicked.

He faced the mud monster and responded in a cold tone:
"Isn't it too early for you to say this, sir?"

"Why didn't I see that I entered your territory?"

While talking.

A powerful aura slowly poured out from Matthew.

Mrs. Wolf blinked.

At that moment.

The place where he and Matthew were was enveloped by an even more powerful force, and at the same time, an arch-shaped distortion appeared on the dark black boundary line on the ground!
"what?"

She couldn't help but wipe her eyes.

Just once.

The boundary line was pushed back by Matthew invisibly!

“Hehehe… Is this Paradise Lost?”

"interesting."

"As expected, it has the potential to become a new divine weapon in the heavens. It can actually bend the laws to this extent."

The mud monster was still laughing, and didn't seem to mind that Matthew and the others had temporarily escaped from the shadow of Paradise Manor.

Matthew responded calmly:

“This isn’t some rare ability.”

"I know there are many demons in Purgatory who can easily distort contracts and rules."

The mud monster shook his head:
"But what I impose on you is not a contract, nor a rule."

"It's the law."

Matthew blinked:

"It's more or less the same."

The mud monster laughed:
"If you say so, then legends and mortals are pretty much the same."

Matthew nodded:

"I really think so."

“Legends may claim to be transcendent, but in the vast universe, from the perspective of a higher dimensional life, how far are they from ordinary people?”

The mud monster sneered and said:

"It's a pity that no matter whether they are legends or mortals, they always live in the real world, not in the perspective of others as you said."

"Your argument is nothing more than a sophistry commonly used by demons. You only mention relative factors and ignore absolute factors."

Matthew smiled:
"It seems that you also think that the devils' sophistry is useless?"

The Sludge Monster is not fooled:
"I didn't say that sophistry is useless. The specific use of it depends on the debate situation."

Matthew thought thoughtfully:
"Your Excellency's argumentative defense is flawless."

"It seems unlikely that you are Barto himself."

"What should I call you? The head of Barto?"

Hear this.

The mud monster seemed to be stimulated, and his tone became impulsive:
"How do you determine that I am not the will of Baator itself?"

Matthew chuckled and said:
"The Blood River Will advocates order, and the devils also like strict logic and rules."

"But as far as I know, people at the level of the Lord of the Nine Hells are not included in this list. They take pride in going beyond the rules and take pleasure in breaking them."

"You are extremely careful and cautious when talking to me, fearing that you will fall into my language trap and be constrained. How could such a person be the true Lord of the Nine Hells?"

The mud monster was silent for two seconds, then laughed dryly:
"You are indeed very perceptive."

Matthew smiled slightly and was about to press on, but the other party got there first and asked:
"You are here for my daughter, right?"

"I heard that there was a small conflict between you, hehe..."

Matthew responded calmly:

"This has nothing to do with you."

"Since you are not Barto himself, you are naturally not qualified to claim to be the father of the Lust Queen."

The mud monster said coldly:
"No!"

“This has something to do with me, and it has a lot to do with me!”

While talking.

The mud monster suddenly rushed forward from the stone wall.

Below his face that was almost human was a neck as thick as a cement pipe, and at the end of the neck extended many reptile-like limbs.

"This is a mud demon, but it is possessed by the will born from the head of Baator."

Mrs. Wolf looked at the unknown liquid dripping from the Mud Demon with some disgust, and then quickly introduced it to Matthew.

The mud demon seemed oblivious.

He just stared at Matthew with his tiny eyes:

“I see a lot of things in you…”

"You bear the fate of many people, why can't you bear more of mine?"

Matthew said nothing.

He just gave the most direct response with a look of contempt.

The mud demon's voice suddenly became sharp:

"You look down on me?!"

"Ah!"

"Don't be so self-righteous, boy. Tell me the truth. Give me one of your sacred oak seeds and ten of your nature souls."

"Otherwise, I will expose your whereabouts to Gracia!"

"She will be very happy to know you are here!"

Matthew refused without thinking:
"impossible!"

"I won't give you anything!"

"My relationship with Gracia is not very good, but your relationship with her is good?"

Speaking of it.

Matthew no longer restrained his own might, and exerted all his strength on the dragon, sending more momentum towards the mud demon!
"Don't think I don't know. She fears you far more than she trusts you!"

"Yes, you can tell her I'm here, but I'm 100% sure I can escape from her."

"During this period, I will also warn her that your power has grown beyond her control. I think Gracia probably doesn't know that you can extend your power to a place so far away from the manor, right?"

"What do you think she, who is always suspicious, will do after learning this?"

"I can escape."

"But what about you?"

"Where can you escape to?"

Matthew was sarcastic and unscrupulous, without any regard for Barto's feelings.

The latter was so angry that he wanted to rush up and attack.

As a result, Matthew slapped him back with his pale hand!
The terrifying negative energy was raging in the cave.

Under the suppression of that pale giant hand, the Mud Demon was almost on the verge of instant death and died instantly!
"Glacia won't believe a word you say!"

The mud demon roared hysterically.

Matthew couldn't help but slap the other party again, and then asked coldly:
"Why don't you try it?"

The mud demon struggled for a while, and finally retreated into the wall, hiding far away from the pale hand, and his mouth was not as hard as before.

"You and I both know that what Gracia wants is a 'Bato' who can never be resurrected, can't be independent, and can't have any substantial impact on her!"

"Once things are beyond her control, she will not show mercy to you even if you have an independent will."

“You have to realize the reality that Gracia is just an ordinary enemy to me;

To you, she is the most terrible creature in the world!"

this moment.

Matthew's voice was extremely penetrating, and every word he spoke touched the Mud Demon's heart.

The latter was unable to refute for a long time.

half an hour.

He then poked his head out from the stone wall awkwardly:

"Hehehe..."

"I admit that what you said makes some sense."

"I think we should cooperate. There's no need to be so confrontational..."

But he wasn't done yet.

The mud demon's head suddenly separated from its neck and pounced towards Matthew at lightning speed!
In an instant.

All the mud surfaces came off quickly.

What appeared before Matthew and the others was a pale skull that was extremely deformed, had five small holes on the head, and was obviously smaller in size!

In the skull.

There is also a wisp of pale white spiritual fire leaping!
"You are mine now!"

The panting voice sounded in Matthew's ears.

……

"Warning: The Skull of Baator is trying to take over your body!"...

Looking at the pale skull suspended on the tip of the nose.

There was a hint of surprise in Matthew's eyes——

He was not surprised by the other party's sudden attempt to take over his body.

Instead, I marvel at this guy's courage!

Without any preparation, he just started to take over the body. Is this guy crazy?

That moment.

Matthew only felt a very slight sense of threat, and it was fleeting!
next second.

The Void Mark in Matthew's body automatically burned.

An extremely miserable wailing sound came from inside the Skull of Baator:

"what--!"

"The power of the void, Yukrus... Is this your forbidden food?"

"I, I won't accept this!"

In the wailing sound.

Matthew's eyes lit up with two blue-grey lights, and at the same time, he whispered a complex and obscure spell -

"Heart-catching gaze" + "Soul annihilation"!
Less than two seconds.

He completely wiped out the spirituality ignited by the power of the void!
This is the end.

The independent will that was previously placed on the Mud Demon and the Skull of Baator disappeared.

The gray skull fell to the ground with a sound.

Then Matthew held it firmly in his hand.

"Is this Barto's skull?"

“Isn’t it a bit too mini?”

"This thing doesn't even look like a devil's skull, it looks more like a goblin or a dwarf or something..."

Matthew studied the head in his hands, his eyes filled with uncertainty.

See the dispute come to an end.

Mrs. Wolf jumped out from the shadows nearby.

She looked at the skull carefully with her big, blinking eyes, and her tone was filled with amazement:

“It turns out the legend is true.”

"I heard that Baator, the Lord of the Nine Hells, was originally just a lucky Purgatory Goblin."

"It was just that he was lucky enough to obtain resources and adventures that were unimaginable to future generations through various coincidences. In the end, he was recognized by the will of the Blood River and became the Lord of the Nine Hells."

Matthew turned his head and looked at the other party:

"Who did you listen to?"

Mrs. Wolf was stunned for a moment, then said embarrassedly:

"Sorry, I forgot."

"There is always some knowledge in my memory that has no source. It seems that they were instilled into me when I was asleep. I always suspected that they came from my teacher, but I have no way to confirm it."

Matthew nodded thoughtfully:

"So what else did your teacher say when he mentioned Barto?"

Mrs. Wolf thought for a moment:

"He seems to have said that for most people, choice is more important than hard work, and luck is more important than anything else."

"Bator is not only the luckiest creature in Purgatory, but also the luckiest creature in the multiverse, bar none."

"Without the Loa, Barto would most likely take the position of the God of Luck."

"Well, that's about it."

After hearing this, Matthew couldn't help but ask:
"Since Baator is the luckiest creature in the multiverse, bar none, is the Loa who has taken the title of God of Luck luckier than Baator?"

Mrs. Wolf was stunned for a moment.

She frowned in thought, and soon her bright red lips were bitten tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, Matthew had no choice but to take the initiative to explain:

"It doesn't matter. We don't need to worry about who is luckier among them. Anyway, they are all luckier than us."

Mrs. Wolf said "Oh" in a daze.

His eyes were noticeably brighter.

The previous confused look was instantly swept away.

Matthew saw this and couldn't help but doubt the brain circuit structure of these nature souls -

It's so easy to be persuaded by just a few words.

No wonder they fall into depravity faster than one another.

As for the comments on Barto that are suspected to be from the great astrologer, Matthew's current attitude is to just listen casually.

After all, the other party is an extremely ancient person, and he probably doesn't know the story of how Bartor was later cut into pieces by the Scourge Mage.

Barto is undoubtedly lucky to be able to grow from a Purgatory Goblin to the Lord of the Nine Hells.

But luck can only be a necessary condition for a person at the level of the Lord of the Nine Hells.

Matthew never looked down on Barto.

He even suspected that the Skull of Baator had fallen into the trap because it was an extension of the will of the One under the Bridge of All Beings.

"If Baator deliberately gave me his head, what was his purpose?"

"Is it the clone of the Purgatory Black Merchant Charles?"

"Or is it because of my relationship with Sif and Xia Ye?"

"Or maybe He is coming for Paradise Lost?"

Regarding the last one.

Matthew thought the possibility was very low.

As the holder of authority, he knew very well that Paradise Lost could not be controlled by outsiders, and others must also know this, otherwise the divine wizards would have taken action against him long ago.

Matthew doesn't think Barto is better than the divine mage.

Therefore, he felt that the possibility that the other party was coming for Charles, Sif and others was greater.

"This head still needs to be sealed carefully."

"Can't let it get close to Ciel and Sif."

"The best sealing location is Cybertron's compatible wormhole, and the second best is Paradise Lost."

Between thoughts.

Matthew quickly mobilized the power of authority and placed several seals on the head.

Just in case, he added a large circle of Gordon's Fire outside the seal!

Then he threw it into Paradise Lost and told Dark Peggy and Mosong and others to take care of it.

in the cave.

The two of them moved forward at a rapid pace.

Soon they arrived in front of an ancient stone gate.

It is said to be Shimen.

In fact, only half of it is made of stone.

The remaining half has disappeared in the tearing and fusion of the planes.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Wolf.

Matthew passed through the half-stone door sideways.

Soon.

He felt the surging power of the plane!
……

"Warning: You have entered a torn plane!"

……

"Is this the tearing plane?"

“How do we move forward?”

Matthew curiously sensed the situation around him.

Behind the stone gate.

It was a pitch-black space.

In the endless darkness, only white tornadoes can illuminate the surrounding space.

But Matthew knew very well.

Those tornadoes are extremely terrifying void turbulence.

Not to mention being hit head-on, even getting close to it would be extremely dangerous for a legend!

"Tearing the plane is not as terrible as most people imagine."

"Although there are potholes everywhere here, as long as you master some prophecy-like abilities, there is a high probability that you can pass through smoothly."

Mrs. Wolf raised her little face and said proudly:
"I can teach you a skill. As long as you learn it, you won't get lost in similar planes in the future!"

next second.

A ball of light rose from Mrs. Wolf's brow, and then slowly sank into the tip of Matthew's nose.

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“Hint: Madam Wolf has shared her innate ability of “avoiding good fortune and pursuing misfortune” with you.

Avoid good fortune and pursue evil: After activating this ability, all your actions will develop towards the bad and dangerous side..."

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(End of this chapter)