The necromancer just wants to plant trees

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in the hall.

Surprise was written in almost everyone's eyes.

Only Sener chuckled:

"The rising star of the Seven Saints Alliance is actually a lackey of the void?"

"Aren't you afraid that we will spread the news?"

Matthew looked at him calmly:

"Lord Ucrus likes people with courage and backbone like you."

Sener snorted lightly.

He stopped talking, and his expression was no longer as playful as it was at the beginning.

Accompanied by Matthew's vague threat.

The atmosphere in the hall also became more solidified.

Twenty seconds later.

Demon Lord Eisner slammed the table:

"I don't believe you!"

"The people of the Natural Disaster Religion have repeatedly refused to cooperate with us. Why are they sending you here at this time?"

"When you launched the undead natural disaster in the sampan plane, you also destroyed the foundation of the natural disaster cult. Everyone here knows very well that the warlock Lance died in the hands of this necromancer!"

"How could such a person be the representative of the Lord of the Void?"

The others also had curiosity in their eyes.

Matthew replied calmly:

"First of all, I am not from the Calamity Cult."

"Secondly, as I stand in front of you now, you should be able to understand why the Natural Disaster Religion has repeatedly rejected your invitations."

"Finally, with so many questions, are you begging me to reveal the truth to you, or are you ordering me to explain intelligence to you?"

His tone was quite strong.

In conjunction with the always-on holy authority, Matthew exuded a mysterious and powerful aura from the inside out.

Eisner glared at him.

But he really didn't dare to make a move on Matthew, not even the expected temptation!

This made Matthew sigh with relief.

He also gained a new understanding of the intimidating power of Ukruth in the outer planes.

"I heard that many places in the star realm have been corroded by the void. Everyone agrees that the next era will be the era of giant beasts, and Euclus is the leader of the giant beasts..."

"Looking at it this way, if it weren't for the fact that the Calamity Cult was so defeated, the Lord of the Void would have been more famous in the material world!"

Matthew suddenly remembered Marie Joa's words.

At that time, he felt that the opponent's sophistry accounted for the majority. Now that he thinks about it, the Natural Disaster Religion seems to have really held back Ucruz a lot!

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly awkward.

Fortunately, someone stepped forward to smooth things over:

"According to the original intention of the plan, wouldn't the more people join, the better?"

"Even if Mr. Matthew cannot represent the will of the Lord of the Void, he is still a member of the Seven Saints Alliance. As long as he comes with sincerity, why should we turn him away?"

"Besides, everyone has sensed the breath of void just now. How many people in this world can simulate the breath of the Lord of the Void?"

"I definitely believe in Matthew. With the will of the Lord of the Void, our chance of winning the plan has increased by 10%."

Matthew took a closer look.

It was the vampire natural soul "Mosong" who stood up to speak for himself, but Matthew was certain that this body contained the soul of someone else.

And he must know that person himself.

Because this tone of voice gave him a familiar feeling.

However, at this moment, he had to focus more on other people——

But the dracolich Stephanie reminded her coldly:

"Even if he is really a void person, he still has a hostile relationship with us."

"And he is not trustworthy. I once felt the power of Tianlun Palace in his undead body. Later I found out that that power came from Vasnov who faked his death..."

Under great pressure, Matthew Shiran came to a chair and sat down.

Then he crossed his legs, hugged his knees with both hands, and replied in a relaxed tone:

"Both Vasnov and Lance were sent to the void world by me. They are all my subordinates - I mean in the future."

"These are all things that can be verified."

"If you don't have the ability to verify it yourself, I suggest you ask other capable people instead of sitting here like a shrew and just asking stupid questions that make you laugh."

The Dragon Lich's soul fire trembled slightly.

Matthew glared back not to be outdone.

Privately, he clenched his fists, ready to fall out and start a war at any time.

Even as a last resort.

He can forcibly be promoted to legend!

However, I don’t know if it’s because the Lord of the Void’s reputation is too great, or because he’s afraid of other people.

Stephanie, like Eisner, didn't do anything.

She just mocked coldly:

"Tarraste won't let you join."

"You have no right to take a share of this pie, damn Necromancer!"

Mo Song chuckled and said:

"I don't think so."

"I'm very optimistic about you, Matthew."

Stephanie snorted loudly.

At this time, Hayek, the deputy leader of the Hades Cult, who was sitting next to Sener, suddenly said:

"So what is the priesthood and field you seek after joining?"

Matthew thought for a while:

"ash?"

"Immortal?"

"nature?"

"Balance... in short, the more the merrier!"

A strange smile appeared on Hayek's pale face:

"You are so greedy."

"Wanting to hold so many priesthoods means that you will be deprived of all your humanity. Almost no one here would do that!"

"I always feel that you don't really want to join, you just want to be a free hand..."

Sen'er next to him immediately encouraged him and said:

"You can try him."

Hayek looked at Matthew with evil eyes.

Matthew stared at the other party with similarly narrowed eyes:

"Of course you can try."

"It's never a big deal to offend me because I'm a generous person."

"But your mutual friend may not be that generous. What do you think? Mr. Sener?"

Sen Er was still smiling indifferently.

However, Hayek's expression was not so natural.

obviously.

Matthew's response put a lot of pressure on the other party——

The mutual friend he mentioned was, of course, Viscount Fan.

Previously in the Shenlong Island incident.

Sen'er was entrusted by Fan Zijue to suppress the Hades Cult, but now this guy is hanging out with the deputy leader of the Hades Cult.

Think of the two treasures, the Poisonous Fang and the Dragon's Ring, that fell into Sen'er's hands at the same time.

Matthew could have accused Sener of violating his commission with Viscount Fan and secretly colluding with Hayek——

At least it seems reasonable.

"Look, we're not going to say anything about where you are from."

Hayek suddenly said seriously:

"You too, do you understand?"

This guy seemed quite afraid of Viscount Fan's revenge.

Before Matthew could speak.

"Mo Song", who has always been very active, interrupted again:

"That's what both of you should do."

"After entering this hall, all of us are like-minded partners. Once there is any deliberate betrayal, even if it is just a little bit of information, we will be jointly targeted by everyone else!"

"This is our rule!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Dragon Lich Stephanie immediately asked:

"When was the rule?"

"I do not know how?"

Mo Song shrugged:

"Oh, Terraste told me this morning, and he should make a public announcement again later."

After saying that, he walked up to Matthew and enthusiastically took out some tea sets and cups:

"How about some drinks?"

"Tea, coffee, or... some of this?"

The words fell.

He suddenly cut his wrist with his long nails——

Mumble, grunt, grunt!

Thick and scarlet blood emerged from the blood vessels and dripped on the wall of the transparent cup and on the table.

For a while.

The extremely strong smell of blood filled the table.

"Mo Song" had an extremely intoxicated expression on his face.

"Have a drink, Matthew."

he urged earnestly.

Matthew took the warm cup and did not drink it, but looked at the other person's appearance with gentle eyes.

at some point.

He suddenly felt blessed and blurted out:

"DeMatthews?"

Mo Song chuckled:

"I thought you had forgotten my name."

“But now that I have been reborn, the name Mo Song suits me better.

I have to defend myself a few words, the thing is this -

The original owner of this body, the poor Mr. Mozon, was in agony between the dual identities of the soul of nature and the vampire, unable to live or die.

Under great pain.

He agreed that the eternal night angel Fleener took over his body.

However, Fleener not only failed to help him commit suicide, but instead took over his body and humiliated his soul day and night.

I saw that he was really pitiful, so after repeatedly asking him about his feelings, I helped him complete the divorce;

As for Fleener.

He wanted to live. He begged me to give him a living body so that he could enjoy the pleasure of human beings and the beauty of Colin's tobacco leaves.

In short, he had absolutely no intention of committing suicide.

So I could only help him end it.

So now, the identity of the traveler god has become a thing of the past. Now I am a vampire who is passionate about nature protection and a natural soul who loves bloodletting.

I think we'll have a lot in common, Matthew.

If you are free tonight, you can come to my room..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Dragon Lich Stephanie stood up with a gloomy look.

Her voice was sharp and her echo echoed throughout the hall:

"Mosong——!"

"Take a step to speak. I have something to ask you."

Mo Song smiled warmly at Matthew, and then left the hall generously with the Dracolich.

They went to the nearby corridor to chat privately.

Matthew sat calmly in his seat.

He could feel many eyes looking at him, but the hottest one came from the side on his right——

over there.

Sitting there was a middle-aged woman with a dignified face. Her face looked familiar to Matthew, but her aura was even more impressive.

Next to the woman sat a bored spirit body. The spirit body seemed to be temporarily fixed through some special ritual. Matthew could feel the traces of necromancy magic. It seemed that it should be the work of the dracolich Stephanie.

"Daisy and Lyndon?"

Although his appearance has changed, Matthew can still identify the other party's identity!

No.

Not some Daisy.

Matthew's pupils shrank slightly. The smell on the other person's body was so strong that he could almost tell that it was the smell of evil spirits without thinking.

at the same time.

The true identities of these two people were sensed on the data column.

…

"Warning: You have encountered the clone of the evil spirit lord Omadouqi and the reincarnated spirit body of the Great Elf King Nicholas!"

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Matthew thought to himself, "Good guy."

This hall is filled with all kinds of poisons!

He had just killed Omadouqi's son Hodges and his beloved concubine Gulishati in the sampan plane. The other party hated him even more than the demon lord Eisner!

As for the reincarnated Great Elf King...

Matthew didn't understand though.

But with Linden's previous impressive performance, it's hard for him to believe that the other side is anything good.

Fortunately, Omadouqi and Nicholas behaved quite restrained overall.

They just stared at Matthew without saying a word, let alone any other action.

Matthew looked elsewhere.

It can only be said that the hall is full of enemies. They sit together in twos and threes, and they obviously have their own small groups——

Sener and Hayek are the most obvious ones who stick together, and the two people are also the least hostile to him;

Not to mention Omadouqi and Nicholas, the two of them plus the dracolich Stephanie should be in the same group. Matthew had several encounters with them when he was in the troll underground palace, but he was not around at that time. There were two fierce generals, but none of these three were probably in their prime, so there wasn't much conflict;

Demon Lord Eisner was in a league of his own, sitting far away from everyone;

The reborn God of Travelers, Mo Song, seems to have a good relationship with everyone;

Matthew is new;

Apart from that, there is only a short-haired drow.

The drow had a good figure, but his eyes were quite cold. The feeling of keeping strangers away reminded him of Laila.

The strength of this drow is obviously much greater than that of Laila.

She didn't exist at all in Matthew's initial perception!

So much so that Matthew almost ignored her in the corner.

It can be seen that the other party's concealment skills have reached a state of perfection.

And in terms of strength.

Matthew initially determined that most of the people here were just legends.

Some people may have the strength of a high-level legend in their true form, but due to the constraints of avatars or landing in the material world, they can only show legendary level power at best.

The evil spirit lord Omadouqi and the demon lord Eisner are the representatives;

Searle and Stephanie may have high-level legends, while Hayek is at most an ordinary legend;

Nicholas, the Great Elf King, doesn’t even seem to be a legend;

The strength of the traveler god Mozon and the short-haired drow could not be defined, and Matthew judged them to be a step above the legend.

After one lap of evaluation.

Matthew felt a little calmer.

"The threshold for the ancient god's restoration plan is not as high as I thought..."

"Among all the people, perhaps only Tyrast has the power to reach the pinnacle of legend..."

Matthew gradually relaxed.

He was under quite a lot of pressure just now.

To counter that pressure and ride the wave.

He did not hesitate to expose his identity related to the void——

certainly.

There are limits to this exposure.

Matthew only showed them the Void breath on his body, but did not expose the Void bloodline.

There is an essential difference between the two.

Now he is almost equivalent to a magician holding a tiger's skin.

The reason why he can sit here so arrogantly.

Of course, the guise of the Lord of the Void is only one aspect.

What's more important is his identity from the league.

This point is actually quite subtle.

Everyone present knew it, but no one pointed it out.

"Looking at it this way, even if I have to fall out later, except for a few, I will have a chance to kill them all!"

"Dead people cannot speak, so there is no risk of leaking information."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Matthew's heart.

He understood what kind of situation he was facing. After this incident, it was still unknown whether the alliance could maintain its previously stable rule.

If it didn't work, Matthew just lay down on the ground and ran away into nothingness!

He was prepared for the worst.

Next.

It’s time to improvise.

after awhile.

Terraste walked over from the other aisle with steady steps.

He looked much younger, no longer like an old man, but more like a well-maintained middle-aged man.

Terraste obviously knew Matthew's purpose from Biana.

There are probably surveillance spells in the hall as well.

In short, after he came over, he did not question Matthew's identity and camp, but lightly introduced the other members to Matthew.

It is also in this process.

Only then did Matthew learn that the short-haired iceberg drow was named Mira, a legendary bard and legendary drow warrior!

Dual career legend!

Matthew was shocked. This was an extremely difficult achievement.

He knew that this drow was hiding his secrets, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful!

And the name Mira.

It seemed familiar to him.

After a few seconds.

Matthew suddenly pulled out a heavy tome from his suitcase, with the following words clearly written on the cover in the language of Zall——

"Deep City Love Story".

This one was not the one he found in the underground cave, but another manuscript from a pile of storybooks sent to him by the silver dragon girl Sylvia one day.

At that time, he was surprised at how widely this book spread.

Matthew subconsciously opened the title page.

At this time he had already remembered——

The heroine of this book is named Mila, but the author’s pen name is Chunqing Zhuoer.

Matthew glanced at the pen name.

He looked at the cold and arrogant short-haired Drow again and thought it must be a coincidence.

Such a cold girl should not be able to write...

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A quill was suddenly inserted, and then Matthew felt that there were two more obstacles in front of him.

It didn't take long.

There is a set of black and green autographs on the title page.

"Are you a fan of mine?"

The short-haired drow asked calmly.

Without waiting for Matthew to answer, she turned around and left coolly, leaving behind a sentence:

"You're welcome."

Matthew closed the book silently, not knowing what kind of expression he should show.

Terraste coughed and brought the topic to the right track:

"We certainly welcome the Void Master to join our plan."

"But before that there's a problem you need to solve."

"Before you joined, each of us performed our duties and had already made a distribution plan."

"According to our needs, the total number of members is nine, which meets the odd number requirement. If you join, it will become ten, which will cause the startup to fail."

"So if you want to add people, you must add two, otherwise you can't join."

Matthew looked across the room.

Then he asked:

"Who do you want me to bring in?"

A smile appeared on Tyrast's face:

"Lord of the Thousand Changers, Jia Si Liwen."

"This name should be familiar to you. She is in Snail Valley Prison. With your current status, it should be easy to get her out."

"If you bring Jia Siliwen here, we will believe in your sincerity, and you will be a part of the ancient god's restoration plan."

"Think about it."

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I've been suffering from insomnia these past few days, so I took a rest and will resume my daily 7K tomorrow to build up my strength!