The necromancer just wants to plant trees

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Matthew chose OK.

Of course, such a simple and crude improvement must be won directly. Although the title of a civil war expert is not very good, but compared with the straightforward improvement of combat power, this is nothing.

"It turns out that titles are also part of combat power. No wonder there are so many suffixes in Luo Lan..."

Matthew mused.

He currently doesn't have many titles. The only ones with a certain level of legend are Tree Planting Mage, Dragon Slaying Warrior, Nature Teacher and Civil War Rising Star.

Among them, only the Civil War Nova has the most intuitive and significant effect.

Thirty percent damage increase.

This thing still ignores magic resistance armor!

In this way, Matthew, who was already very proficient in the Necromancer Civil War, would be more confident when fighting against other colleagues.

In addition to the improvement of combat effectiveness.

Taking this opportunity to enter the combat field is even more unexpected.

The only regret is that he entered the combat field limited to mages, not the combat field of all professions.

This is equivalent to entering a sub-field.

There is still room for improvement in terms of priority.

besides.

Perhaps because he entered with the elements of civil war, he did not have the right to choose one of the three in terms of field abilities.

What's more gratifying is that.

This ability has the opportunity to evolve into authority after being titled.

In some ways it is more beneficial than free choice.

After successfully killing the Necromancer Kunsa.

Matthew's ability to instigate rebellion quickly took over all the remaining undead troops in Kunsa.

…

"Tip: Your abilities of instigating rebellion, continuous instigating rebellion, and strengthening instigating rebellion are in effect.

You get a temporary formation of summons!

You can perform the following operations on this summon formation -

disband;

destroy;

control;

Transform;"

…

To disband is to turn this group of undead into ownerless beings;

Destruction is to directly annihilate the existence of the undead from the level of contract and soul;

Control is to gain short-term control over them and command and recruit them for a period of time;

Transformation is to take this group of undead into your own hands.

Matthew did not hesitate and directly chose to transform.

Should be said or not.

The undead left behind by Kunsa are quite useful.

Especially those four mummies.

Matthew touched them left and right, looking like he couldn't put it down.

Mummies are very good undead soldiers.

They are extremely powerful warriors with excellent sword skills and strong frontal breakthrough capabilities;

The bandages wrapped around their bodies gave the mummies super high magic resistance. Matthew checked and found that these four mummies in Kunsa were directly immune to most magic below level four!

The mummy's bandages have many properties. Some can be released suddenly to entangle enemies, some can pull enemies towards themselves, or eject themselves into enemies. Some bandages can even be eaten and used to restore the life of the undead. value.

besides.

The mummy also has high natural armor and an outstanding health bar among the undead. It can be said to be the most perfect existence among the mid-level undead.

To a certain extent, this thing is also the nemesis of spellcasters and a weapon in the civil war among peers!

It's a pity that what they encountered was instigators!

Otherwise, it might cause a lot of trouble for Matthew.

"These four mummies must be taken home. Kunsa's storage item is a gray ring. Unfortunately, it is locked with a secret magic. I have to take it back to Richard to see..."

between thoughts.

Matthew took out a huge tombstone and placed it in the middle of the road, and then ordered the temporary summons to touch the surface of the tombstone one by one to complete the transformation ceremony.

This is a registered tombstone.

Using this as a medium, Matthew can include this group of summons in the cemetery formation.

The current Death Horror Cemetery already has the ability to accommodate summons alone.

This ability is linked to Matthew's strength and the level of the ceremony site.

Currently, the maximum number of summons that can be accommodated in the cemetery formation alone is 480, which is the same as Matthew.

That is to say.

Adding Matthew to the cemetery, the total number of summons of a single type that he could maintain came to 960.

This is already a very powerful existence among non-legendary necromancers.

"Unfortunately, except for mummies, the quality of other zombie skeletons is much worse..."

Matthew looked a little regretful.

But soon this trace of regret disappeared:

"Anyway, these zombies will be taken back and given to the coolie mothers for training, so they won't be needed to fight in peacetime."

"It's a pity that the skeletons are not very talented. Although the skeleton assassins brought out by Ah Bing are somewhat useful, they are too small in number and are not feasible for large-scale promotion. I wonder if the Coolie Mother can cross the arms and train the skeletons as well? "

At this time, Luo Lan walked over with a complicated expression.

He looked at the undead people who were queuing up to register their household registration, and then looked at the corpse of the necromancer Kunsa, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that you have indeed learned bad things from Silver Snake!"

Matthew smiled and asked:

"Can't I be self-taught?"

Luo Lan also laughed:

"Then I have to wonder if your town of Rolling Stone has outstanding people and specializes in cultivating civil war experts."

The red-robed priest came over and said seriously:

"If you want to reach the top in your respective fields, it is inevitable to become the king in the civil war."

“This is a natural consequence of screening in the field, and it’s nothing to laugh at.”

"I don't believe you don't have some tips for dealing with your peers."

Luo Lan spread his hands:

"No little tricks."

"But there are a lot of trump cards."

Carmella rolled her eyes.

Matthew conveniently took over the mold containing the gold water and the crucible next to it.

"This crucible can also be sold for some money..."

Matthew tapped the mold gently and listened to the echo inside:

"There seems to be more than four thousand gold coins in it."

Just at this time.

The Gemstone Bay group was originally watching.

Linden suddenly took a step forward and said to Matthew:

"There are a thousand gold coins in here that belong to me!"

Matthew and the other three turned their heads and looked at Linden and the others with interest.

Stanley's face tightened, he pulled Linden and scolded him in a low voice:

"What are you doing?"

Linden smiled disapprovingly and said:

"My senses tell me they appear to be good people."

"Especially the pretty boy carrying the shovel, they won't do anything to me!"

He was still walking forward as he spoke:

"Hey, give me the money back!"

After a few steps.

A red shadow suddenly flashed.

But Carmela suddenly rushed in front of Linden, grabbed Linden's right arm, held down his shoulder with the other hand, and then pulled down hard——

An extremely terrifying scene appeared!

The sounds of broken bones and torn clothes sounded at the same time, and everyone watched in shock as a large amount of blood spattered from Linden's shoulders!

In Linden's screams like killing pigs.

The red-robed priest actually tore his arm off his body!

"Quiet."

Carmela said.

Linden still kept howling in place, but his voice disappeared instantly.

Everyone was horrified to see it.

Carmela flicked her fingertips, and a white light enveloped Linden's injury. The latter was sweating profusely and still looked in pain, but the bleeding had stopped.

"You are injured now and have lost an arm."

"But you are lucky enough to meet me. I happen to be a priest. I can help you connect this arm directly, but you have to pay for it."

"I won't ask for a high price. How about a thousand gold coins?"

Carmela stared into Linden's eyes seriously.

A look of fear appeared on Lyndon's face.

He was sweating profusely and nodded, his lips chattering as if he was saying something. Unfortunately, due to the silence, no one could hear anything.

"very good."

Carmela pressed the arm back onto Lyndon's arm expressionlessly.

The next second.

The pure and flawless brilliance of divine magic bloomed again.

The broken arm and shoulder injury fit perfectly.

Just half a minute later.

Except that his coat and sleeves were torn apart, Linden's body had returned to its original shape!

Everyone silently looked at the completely invisible injury, marveling at the magic of the magic.

Linden glanced at Carmela with fear, and then quickly retreated behind Stanley.

"Isn't it a little bad for you to do this?"

Lorraine walked over.

Carmela said calmly:

"Is there any problem? I hate this guy's face, and I hate being called a good person even more."

"What he just said triggered some bad memories for me."

"Although I am indeed a good person, it does not mean that he can use this identity to kidnap me."

Lorraine shook his head:

"I mean, you could totally dress him backwards when you attach that arm."

"Then we can take the opportunity to collect another thousand gold coins and put it right again."

"Don't worry, I can't kidnap me as a good guy, and if I have such amazing medical skills as you, this kid will have more than just his arms removed."

Said.

He glanced at Linden maliciously.

Lyndon was frightened and took another step back.

This time, he simply retreated behind Daisy.

Seeing this scene from behind, Matthew couldn't help but smile with relief.

Evil people need to be punished by evil people.

They had actually seen the dispute and encounter that the Gemstone Bay group had just had.

It was rare that this guy Lyndon made the two legendary bosses feel disgusted at the same time.

However, Carmela's governance methods are also unique.

Matthew asked himself that if it were him, he might not have a better way to deal with it for a while.

You can't really turn people into immortals.

That's so unscrupulous.

Looking at the menacing trio.

Stanley, the leader of the Gem Bay group, felt a pressure.

He protected everyone behind him, and then said in a deep voice:

"Let us go and we can pay."

Matthew came over and shook his head.

Stanley's face tightened:

"Do you have to push us to a dead end?"

Matthew gave a friendly smile:

"That's not the case, we just want to cooperate with you."

Just as Lyndon's conduct made all three of them feel disgusted, Stanley's actions were unanimously recognized by all three.

It's rare to see such a sophisticated thief these days.

certainly.

The reason why the three Matthews plan to cooperate with each other.

The more important point is.

Stanley, the white-robed thief, is an old acquaintance of Lorraine.

At this moment, under Stanley's doubtful gaze, Lorraine took off his disguise.

"Lothalon, is that you?"

Stanley looked at Lorraine with surprise.

The latter's expression was also a bit complicated, and he took the initiative to extend his right hand to Stanley:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Is Julie okay?"

Stanley hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly shook hands with Lorraine:

"She's fine, uh...she's pregnant, we had two kids before and this is our third."

His voice seemed a little nervous, and the look he looked at Luo Lan was full of vigilance that he had never seen before.

"Don't be nervous, I won't pry you into trouble."

Luo Lan laughed and said:

"To be honest, I have almost forgotten what Julie looks like. I only remember that she was the one with bigger breasts among my ex-girlfriends..."

Stanley's eyes gradually became unfriendly.

Lorraine coughed:

"She is very discerning. Following you will indeed save you a lot of hardship."

"But why are you here?"

"A high-risk job like grave robbing is not a job that a good husband or father should do..."

Stanley's eyes were magnanimous:

“Life costs money, doesn’t it?”

"I don't have any other abilities. The money I earned before Jinpen washed his hands was all given to the poor. If the job I am doing now only supports the lives of Julie and I, of course it is more than enough, but if I want to raise children If so, the valuable land in Gem Bay will not be enough."

As he spoke, he changed the subject:

"how about you?"

"The eldest young master of the Lanqi family, I heard that you have been promoted to legend, but you are wanted by both Cyber ​​Dragon and Cloud City."

"I was worried about you before...so why are you here?"

Luo Lan smiled slightly:

"Wanted? What you said is all in the past tense."

"I have joined a big organization now, and my status is different from before. You don't have to worry about me."

"My life now is extremely happy..."

But he wasn't done yet.

A thick notebook with a black cover suddenly flew out from Luo Lan's collar.

The book opened automatically.

A cold female voice came from the book:

"Mr. Lorraine, I'm sorry to interrupt your vacation."

"I have compiled the urgently needed content into the Book of Hebrew Cards. Please be sure to complete three manuscripts of no less than one thousand words within two days."

The smile on Luo Lan's face suddenly froze.

He cleared his throat:

"I'm on vacation, Rosie!"

The other party said calmly:

"Yes, I know, so I apologized in the first sentence."

There were veins jumping on Luo Lan's forehead:

"So just apologize?"

"if not?"

The cold female voice continued to narrate:

"If you cannot complete the task within the stipulated time, the publications we have planned before will still be released as scheduled."

“It’s just that the quality may not be guaranteed.”

"uh-huh?"

Luo Lan snorted coldly:

"So, what does it have to do with me?"

Rosie said calmly:

"In order to avoid this situation from happening, I plan to replace the layout of the manuscript originally left for you with photos of you gluing in the office..."

“If you don’t want this to happen, just work on your writing!”

"Goodbye, Mr. Lorraine, I wish you a happy overtime!"

Snap.

The Book of Hebrew Cards fell heavily to the ground.

Everything was quiet.

Everyone looked at Luo Lan with different eyes.

Stanley looked at Roland with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

"You don't want to kill us to silence us, do you?"

Carmela glanced at Lorraine.

The next second.

Luo Lan expressionlessly took out the green piccolo and put it on his lips.

Beautiful music sounded.

An extremely strong feeling of dizziness began to stimulate everyone's brains!

Matthew hurriedly took out the divinity.

With the power of divinity, Lorraine's music was successfully exempted.

Carmela lowered her head and clasped her hands together.

A faint glow of divine magic appeared on her body, and she successfully resisted Roland's hypnosis.

But others were not so lucky.

Everyone, including Stanley, fell into a deep sleep!

A full three minutes passed.

When Roland put down his piccolo with relief, they suddenly woke up one by one.

"What happened, brother-in-law?"

"I just had a dream. I dreamed that I was attacked by a group of monsters..."

The young man next to Stanley was chattering.

The others also showed expressions that seemed like they were from another world.

"Lothalon?"

Stanley stared at Lorraine nervously:

"Did you just hypnotize us? What did you do to us?"

Luo Lan waved his hand easily:

"It's just a necessary confidentiality measure."

"Let's continue the topic we just talked about. We want to cooperate with you and explore the troll underground palace together."

"I noticed that you have a man who is well versed in history among your ranks, and I hope he will share all the information he has learned with us."

"He should be willing to cooperate with us. After all, the three of us are good people."

As he spoke, he smiled at Linden.

Linden was frightened and took two steps back, but this time Stanley didn't give him a good look. He grabbed Linden to prevent him from escaping, and then said to Lorraine:

"Can."

"I will ask Lyndon to translate all the historical content he sees on the spot, but I ask your people to properly protect us during the entire process of exploring the underground palace, and not to harm ours in any way. life."

Lorraine nodded cheerfully:

"no problem!"

But Stanley still looked a little doubtful:

"I hope you keep your promise."

"You didn't have a great reputation before."

Luo Lan smiled warmly:

"I have now come aboard with a clean slate, and my credit is of course impeccable."

"Speaking of which, how is Gem Bay lately? I have heard relatively negative news before."

Stanley shrugged:

"That's it."

"The security situation in some areas is a bit volatile, but generally it is still calm. People only care about their immediate lives and don't care about the disasters that seem to be far away."

"By the way, when I went to Fitz Bar last week, the boss told me that he missed you."

"He said that in all the years since you left your job, he has never met a stripper as good as you..."

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Feeling the strange looks from everyone.

Lorraine once again put the piccolo to his lips expressionlessly.

After a lullaby.

The Gemstone Bay group woke up again dizzy.

"Brother-in-law, why do I seem to have had another dream!"

"This time the dream became more real and terrifying. The monsters in the dream turned into a bunch of very fat women..."

The men were still chirping.

Stanley had already taken the lead and looked directly at Lorraine:

"What did you do to us?!"

Lorraine said bluntly:

"Now that we have agreed on cooperation, it's time to head to the troll underground palace!"

"Don't forget that we have two other teams traveling with us. If we go late, we might not even be able to share the soup!"

"Let's go!"

Stanley glanced at Lorraine suspiciously, and finally agreed to the request to set off.

So the group of people walked west along the wet street.

One after another.

They could see what looked like ruins lining both sides of the street.

There are green creepers and black or purple moss everywhere.

The sound of dripping water is endless.

Occasionally, elves' writing and some totems can be seen, but because the carriers have been corroded, it is difficult to distinguish their specific directions and meanings.

They walked on the street, except for the footsteps and the sound of water dripping, they could hardly hear any sound.

Time here seems to have been frozen.

Even the wind is frozen.

They didn't encounter any monsters along the way.

It seems like this is just a city that time has forgotten.

End of the line.

Matthew controlled the newly acquired undead to scatter around in order to deal with potential surprise attacks.

He glanced at the people in Gem Bay ahead.

Then he poked Luo Lan with his elbow and said in a low voice:

"So, stripper, is it real?"

Luo Lan glared at him dissatisfied:

"It's just a collection of materials!"

"Writers need inspiration, what do you know!"

At this moment.

Carmela passed by the two of them leisurely.

She took out a gold coin from somewhere, turned it half a circle between her thumbs, and then firmly pinned it on Lorraine's belt:

"Let's take a moment."

Luo Lan's face darkened:

"One gold coin is not enough!"

"You have to pay more."

…

Half an hour later.

The underground space is filled with the smell of dampness and decay.

The group of people arrived at the end of the street.

This place is already a suburb of the Emerald King City, far away from the core area, so the main body of the ruins on the roadside has also quietly changed.

From the perishable treehouse where the elves live.

It has turned into many stone houses with older and more durable materials.

"This is the area where the trolls once lived. The place in front, if I read it correctly, should be the troll empire's camp in the Emerald King City."

After entering the stone house area.

Linden became extremely active. As he walked, he introduced:

"Just like the Jade Cangting now has an entire Windchaser camp in Rapids City, the Troll Empire was at its peak back then. It also had its own camps in the main cities of all major races, and even had troops directly stationed there, with far-reaching influence. It surpasses any race or force in the future."

"It's a pity that due to the curse of the gods, very few historical materials of the Troll Empire have been handed down. Only people like me who have the ability to listen to the echoes of the long river of history have the opportunity to glimpse the scales and claws of the Troll Empire back then..."

Matthew listened patiently to Linden's narration.

This man's face is indeed ugly, and the fantasy in his mind is more like that of a madman.

But Matthew also had to admit it.

He is a true historian.

Linden's perception and intelligence are very high. In fact, only people with an intelligence exceeding 15 points have the chance to break through the intelligence mystery and perceive the real history.

Matthew even understands Lyndon's madness to a certain extent.

After all, history is a very unpopular subject in the continent of Irondor.

Except for Rolling Stone, there are no history courses at all in non-lawyer-related schools.

Archaeologists and history teachers are rare and weird existences in society.

When ordinary people hear the names of these two professions, they even need to think about what they are for!

usually.

These two professions will be held part-time by mages.

Matthew is a positive example.

And someone like Linden, who has the ability to contact history but is not qualified to become a mage, will have a very painful life.

They are a minority within a minority.

Because there are cognitive deviations from ordinary people, they are unable to integrate into normal society, and they have some useless knowledge in their minds, so madness is inevitable.

Under Linden's introduction.

The group of people passed through an area full of stone pillars in the Stone House District.

There are many murals carved on both sides.

The content on the mural unabashedly expresses the trolls' worship of Lao Er and the Purple Palace.

"The god worshiped by the trolls is an ancient being named Puer. Pu's spokesperson in the human world is the troll priest. The priest masters all religious rituals related to the gods."

"Among this series of rituals, the "Theosophical Conference" held once a month is the most serious and solemn, and also the most absurd in the eyes of outsiders. "

"You see, the content of this painting is the Theosophical Conference——

When the conference is held, men and women of the entire clan will meet openly and have free and mixed fellowship with each other.

Under the witness of the gods, their bodies and souls will become one, and they will share each other's beautiful bodies without selfish desires. "

"Under the extreme worship of fertility and god worship, the trolls formed a mixed raising model based on clans.

The male trolls in each clan treat the children equally, and they think these are their own children. This is extremely rare in the history of civilization of all races..."

"In addition, another feature of the Troll Empire is that the priest system does not affect the rise of magical civilization. Under normal circumstances, this extreme worship of gods will hinder the development of society, and it will be difficult to form a strong magical civilization. But the Troll Empire is an alternative. I guess this has something to do with the god Poole. Although the gods deny the true existence of Poole, I think he does exist, and it is precisely because of his deliberate guidance that the Troll Empire Only then can a prominent magical civilization be miraculously developed through the priest system..."

Lyndon talked endlessly.

At this moment.

Stanley's brother-in-law suddenly interrupted:

"So do these things you mentioned have anything to do with the treasure we are looking for?"

Linden said decisively:

"Of course!"

"Do you know what you're looking for?"

"I know! Let me tell you!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a mural nearby. The content on the mural was similar to what Matthew and the others had seen on the stone wall before.

It's all a huge cylinder below.

There is a ring full of oppression on top.

the difference is.

The mural is more complete, and Matthew can see a wider and smoother cross-section underneath the cylinder.

"The treasure that the green dragon entrusted us to find is called the "Crown of Guilt." "

"In troll culture, "crown" is a very specific term. It points to one thing precisely, which is the male troll's dick, which is the cylinder below. "

Linden danced and pointed at the mural and explained:

"Corresponding to the crown is the pattern above, which is also the ring symbolizing the purple palace of the female troll. Its technical term is the "Holy Grail." "

"Look, the crown and the Holy Grail are a pair."

"So in theory, if there is a Guilty Crown, there is also a Guilty Grail!"

"They are one."

Hear this.

Matthew's eyes suddenly flashed with light.

The Holy Grail of Sin? !

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