The necromancer just wants to plant trees.

Chapter 573: Death Knell Snake
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Matthew calmly looked at the underworld soldiers rushing towards the pumpkin lantern.

The bone nightmares beneath them were of a high level, but they were neither elite nor naturally formed undead. They looked more like inferior mounts that had been bred in some way.

Bone Nightmare is walking on the waves.

The circles of light beneath its four feet resist the corrosion and gravity of the Styx.

Matthew felt a power similar to that of a messenger from the underworld.

"Not Viscount Fan."

"But these ghost riders should belong to the same level or lower level of underworld messengers, or death lords..."

He made this judgment in his heart.

Between breaths.

The two fastest skull nightmares had already arrived in front of them.

They didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. The huge bodies of the Ghost Rider and Bone Nightmare formed a sharp contrast with the Jack-O'-Lantern and the two petite goblins on it.

"Crush them!"

A cruel growl came from the ghost rider.

In an instant.

A skull nightmare raised its front hooves high, and stomped down hard on the pumpkin lantern!
Facing two creatures crossing the River Styx.

These ghost riders didn't even have the idea of ​​communicating!
Instead, he just wanted to kill them brutally!
Matthew's eyes turned cold, but he didn't take action immediately. Instead, he quickly glanced at Lulu beside him.

Although Lulu looked a little scared, she took the initiative to step forward and raised the priest's staff in her hand.

puff!
A bright yellow light suddenly rose up.

Followed by.

The air around seemed to be frozen.

An overwhelming force rippled out, and actually stopped the front hooves of the Bone Nightmare in mid-air.

「Fairy Spell: Rejection Aura」!
"Go away!"

Lulu widened her eyes.

Three more yellow lights exploded in succession.

The Bone Nightmare fell backwards suddenly, and the ghost rider on the horse immediately fell awkwardly onto the River Styx.

Wow!
Just at this moment, a strong undercurrent surged, creating waves on the shore that rolled back and directly enveloped the ghost rider who fell into the river.

At the critical moment.

If the companions who arrived later had not lent a hand in time and fished the ghost out of the water, even if he had the protection of the messenger of the underworld, he would not be able to withstand the long-term erosion of the Styx!

"We are not ghosts!"

"Why are you hitting my jack-o'-lantern?"

"You have no right to arrest us!"

Seeing that Matthew had no intention of speaking.

Lulu had no choice but to bite the bullet and spoke angrily to the enemies around her.

"Heh... ignorant goblin."

At this time, the rider in front made way.

A ghost rider wearing heavy armor, who looked to be the leader, came up to them.

He took a look at Lulu's aura of rejection and the subsequent release of the "Fairy Shelter", and the eyes behind the mask lit up with a faint blue light.

His eyes were extremely cold:

"Wherever the Styx reaches, that is where the underworld is."

"All the souls of the creatures that enter the underworld without permission will be managed by the underworld. Don't you understand this rule?"

"When the living enter the underworld, it means you have chosen death."

"And the realm of death is not a place where you can come and go as you please!"

talking.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the void of Lulu's shelter!
Click, click, click!

A panicking sound came from the shelter.

But three seconds later.

Instead, the ghost leader showed a surprised look:

"You have powerful magical skills. You are not ordinary fairies."

"Wait, the staff in your hand, I seem to have seen it on another person many years ago—"

"That person is my friend. Hum, you must have stolen this staff from her, right?"

"Hand over the staff!"

The last sentence.

His tone suddenly changed from normal speaking to a stern rebuke!

The roar clearly contained powerful elements of intimidation and blackmail, and was probably some special ability of the residents of the underworld.

Lulu shuddered when she heard this, and she almost couldn't hold the staff firmly. The entire shelter was even more shaky.

"Matthew..."

She called out in a low voice.

next second.

She felt a warm and firm force coming from the back of her hand holding the staff.

"Don't be afraid, he is threatening you."

"You performed very well."

Matthew stepped forward in time and relieved Lulu's pressure.

He actually just wanted to see how far Lulu could resist, and so far, she seemed to be able to pass.

It just seems a bit far away for me to complete the legendary mission alone...

He calmed himself down, and his eyes met the ghost leader who was also looking at him:

"you are lying!"

"I have a friend who has lived in the underworld for a long time, and he told me that the rules of the underworld are not like this."

"Who is your lord?"

The ghost leader snorted coldly:
"Do you think a little goblin is qualified to know the name of the lord I am loyal to?"

Matthew immediately raised his voice:
"The one standing before you is not some little goblin!"

"She is the High Priestess of the Fairy Flower Court!"

"Even if you are a messenger from the underworld, you have no right to speak to her like this!"

A hint of suspicion flashed across the ghost leader's eyes.

He immediately couldn't help laughing:

"I've heard that fairies like to play tricks on people, but I didn't expect it to be such boring nonsense."

"Even if you know some spells and hold a decent staff, it doesn't mean you are the high priest."

Lulu was about to say something.

But he was grabbed by Matthew.

"He is testing us. There is no need to do as he wishes."

Matthew used magic to send a message to Lulu.

A hint of regret suddenly flashed across the ghost leader's eyes.

He paused his attack on the shelter and thought about how to find out more about Matthew and the other man.

However, Matthew has already taken the lead:
"They are not real souls."

"What I mean is that the souls on these paper boats are not dying people. They still have the spirits of living people. Who are you to dare to smuggle living souls in the name of messengers from the underworld?"

He pointed to the numb faces on the paper boats behind him.

With Matthew's attainments in the field of death.

Naturally, one can easily distinguish between a soul that is formed normally after death and a soul that is forcibly taken out of a living person's body.

The former has a complete soul imprint.

And the latter had at least half of the mark left in his half-dead body.

That's why they look so numb and dazed.

By this time Matthew had realized it.

These underworld soldiers in front of us are definitely not good people!

He was eager to know their origins.

There was even more surprise in the ghost leader's eyes.

He stopped talking and waved his hand, ordering the rest of the ghosts to surround Matthew and the other two.

Then he shouted loudly toward the upper reaches of the Styx:
"Little bastard!"

"Little bastard! Come here now!"

"Take out what the Lord has given you as a reward!"

after awhile.

A young-looking ghost rider without a helmet came hurrying over the waves.

"Get your stuff out!"

The ghost leader seemed to dislike the young rider.

As soon as they met, he urged loudly.

The young rider looked ahead and roughly understood something.

He frowned and said:
"Captain, this time the target has been exceeded by a lot..."

"My Lord, she will be satisfied."

Unexpectedly, the ghost leader suddenly pulled out a blue-gray whip and whipped the young rider:

"Tell you to take the stuff out!"

"You are not here to give advice!"

"Don't think you can talk to me like this just because you are favored by the Lord!"

"The lord asked you to keep that thing. The right to use it is with me. You'd better make it clear to me!" The young rider was caught off guard and was whipped three times.

His soul suddenly became extremely weak and he almost fell off his horse and was swept away by the River Styx!

"hiss……"

Accompanied by the waving of the long blue-gray edge.

Waves of chill rose over the surface of the river.

Even the other riders couldn't help but step back a large circle.

"Wait, I know!"

The long whip obviously had a very strong suppressive power on the soul. The young rider immediately begged for mercy while taking something out of his arms.

The ghost leader snorted coldly and took the whip back in his hand:

"Wouldn't it be better if we did this earlier..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

The young rider suddenly rushed forward like crazy, and then pushed away the underworld soldiers surrounding Matthew and the others. He grabbed the pumpkin lantern with his right hand and threw it to the shore:
"Hold on tight, and run as soon as you get ashore!"

"Don't come back!"

Matthew and Lulu clutched their pumpkin lanterns, staring blankly at the young rider who was getting farther and farther away from them, as well as the other underworld soldiers who were trying to follow.

The young rider is quite strong.

It was clearly a spirit, and this time it actually threw the pumpkin lantern onto the shore!
The Underworld soldiers seemed unable to reach shore.

They could only vent their anger on the young riders.

Matthew was stunned for a second.

next moment.

He immediately flew towards the River Styx at lightning speed!

"Let him go!"

Matthew shouted.

While talking.

He once again threw the sturdy pumpkin lantern onto the river as his foothold.

When the ghost leader saw Matthew and the other man coming back, he was overjoyed and ordered several soldiers to capture the young rider, while the rest followed him to meet Matthew.

The distance between the two sides quickly shortened.

in a blink.

A clear light lit up above the River Styx.

All the ghosts illuminated by the light felt pain all over.

They squinted.

It turned out to be a lantern.

"What kind of lantern is this?"

"Why do you look familiar?"

Some of the underworld soldiers were whispering.

However, before they could finish their words, the lantern suddenly began to spin violently.

Followed by.

Chains shot out from inside, binding up dozens of underworld soldiers including the ghost leader in one breath!
"Lost Lantern: Viscount Fan's Soul Chain"!
"It's something from the Spirit Touch Hall!"

"These two goblins are from the Ravenloft Demon Realm... Viscount Fan..."

The sounds of horror from the crowd had not yet finished.

Matthew snapped his fingers:

"receive!"

Swish.

Those dozens of souls were all caught in the lantern!

For a while.

Wailing and begging for mercy could be heard from inside the lantern.

Matthew snapped his fingers again to block it out.

At this time, the only one left on the River Styx was the young rider who had just sacrificed his life to save the others.

He stared blankly at Matthew and the other man riding on the pumpkin lantern.

"So you guys are so amazing..."

"Is this why you came back?"

he asked cautiously.

Matthew smiled and said:
"Not at all."

"Another very important reason is——"

"We were planning to go to the other side, and it took us a long time to drift there, but you ended up throwing us back to where we came from."

"So, can you get us there quick?"

The young rider suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He apologized to Matthew repeatedly.

Then he rode on Bone Nightmare and escorted Matthew and the other man to the other side of the river.

"What's your name?"

Matthew felt much more comfortable after getting ashore.

There are still many restrictions above the River Styx. Fortunately, we have Viscount Fan's lantern, otherwise this matter would not be so easy to deal with.

"My name is Pierre, Mr. Goblin."

The young rider said respectfully.

Matthew asked directly:

"Tell me about your group of people and these living souls."

"Which underworld messenger do you serve?"

"Where are you going to send these people?"

Pierre immediately replied:

"We are soldiers of Her Highness Felicity, the "Death Bell Snake."

"These souls will be sent to Snake Mountain. Uh, most of them will be transformed into Death War Puppets. This is the product of the cooperation between Her Highness Felicity and Stuluk Industries."

"You may not know that the underworld is currently experiencing a life-and-death battle, with the two sides in the decisive battle being the Ravenloft Demon Realm and the Snake Mountain Alliance."

"You have this lantern in your hand, which should be closely related to the Ravenloft Demon Realm. As for Snake Mountain, it is a camp jointly founded by Her Highness Felicity and the Son of God Mbaron, aiming to compete with Viscount Fan for hegemony over the underworld..."

He spoke eloquently about the current situation in the underworld.

Matthew frowned after hearing this.

He knew that Viscount Fan was at war.

He also knew the name of Felicity, the Death Knell Snake, who was also a very experienced Lord of Death in the underworld.

It is said that she is the offspring of the twin world-destroying snakes Bruch. Due to some special reasons, she was adopted by the god of death Jaeger and became the adopted daughter of the god of death.

Felicity is an ambitious creature.

According to Viscount Fan.

After the death of the god of death, she stole the ashes of the god of death, built a huge undead army in the Snake Mountain Demon Realm, and had in-depth cooperation with Stuluk Industries.

At first she kept a low profile.

He even asked to meet Viscount Fan in private, claiming that he had no intention of dominating and only wanted to develop peacefully with Viscount Fan's Lingchu Hall.

Considering that the war between the two sides is bound to cause turmoil in the underworld.

Viscount Fan agreed to the peace agreement.

However, after the big rip.

The Deathstroke Snake immediately changed his attitude.

She unilaterally tore up the peace agreement, and took the initiative to send troops to harass the border of Ravenloft, and even began to use all means to intercept Viscount Fan's soul.

Viscount Fan is not an easy person to deal with.

The war in the underworld begins immediately.

Now is the time of intense fighting.

under these circumstances.

Although it is unscrupulous for the people of the Death Knell Snake to secretly arrest the souls of the living, it is also expected.

But how could the second son of the god of death, Mabaron, appear in the camp of the Death Knell Snake?

Isn’t this guy autistic in the Eternal Death Zone?

Matthew was puzzled.

So I asked a few more questions.

A trace of struggle flashed across Pierre's face.

He said with great difficulty:

"I can't reveal too much about the Son of God Maibaron."

"One third of my brand is still in the hands of Her Highness Felicity. If I reveal the secret in this regard, I will suffer a very miserable punishment. I'm sorry..."

"But I can assure you that the Son of God Maibaron did quietly join the Snake Mountain Demon Realm."

Matthew was a little surprised:

"After all that happened, you still plan to go back?"

Pierre sighed:

"My soul is imprinted in her."

"not to mention……"

"She is my mother..."

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(End of this chapter)