The necromancer just wants to plant trees

…

That's the moment Matthew gets his golden ticket.

A dazzling white light suddenly lit up above the sky of the ancient city. The white light tore open the seemingly eternal night, and moved the time from night to day in one fell swoop!

Everyone was attracted by the white light.

The white light was bright and soft, with an oval mirror unfolding in it.

Ripples appeared in the mirror like waves in a lake.

After the ripples spread out.

Everyone saw giant dragons and angels flying on top of the mist-shrouded mountains;

The mountains below the snow line are lush forest farms;

Huge lakes dot the grasslands and deserts.

Bursts of sacred bells rang.

Countless figures flew up from the ground and flew religiously towards the mountains.

And it was at the top of the mountain that I saw at the beginning.

Mysterious and magnificent stone pillars rise from the ground.

There is a majestic palace in the center of the stone pillars.

Everyone could only vaguely see an outline, but even so, everyone could feel a sense of reverence from the heart.

Those with a little less willpower felt weak on the spot and wanted to kneel down and kowtow and worship.

In an instant.

The lake in the oval mirror suddenly rolled up with a strong storm.

The storm carried the lake water and poured out of the mirror.

Then it started to rain heavily in the ancient city of Krafa!

The rain that seemed to come from heaven bathed all life.

Matthew stretched out a hand and let the raindrops as big as beans hit his palm.

An unprecedented feeling of happiness and peace came over him.

After a few seconds.

He found an extra drop of yellow stuff on his palm.

That is……

A drop of nascent divinity!

Matthew was stunned.

Of course he knew how precious divinity was and how important it was in higher level battles.

So he grabbed it easily.

That drop of divinity disappeared into his palm and completely became a part of his body!

…

"Hint: The appearance of the Golden Ticket triggered the vision of the Lost Paradise opening.

You have bathed in the Rain of Lost Paradise, and your physical condition has been restored to 100%.

And in the next year, you will be healthy and strong, free from illness and pain.

As the owner of the golden ticket, you gain an additional piece of pure divinity from the Rain of Paradise Lost.

You extracted a piece of knowledge from the golden ticket (the opening of Paradise Lost).

From this knowledge you realize that Paradise Lost has been freed from its seal and is about to be opened to the outside world.

The opening of Lost Paradise must meet the following two conditions -

First, at least three people have obtained enough tickets to enter the Lost Paradise (currently 1/3)

Second, someone lights a divine fire, or an ancient god comes back to life. "

…

"Paradise Lost has indeed been released from the seal!"

Matthew wasn't surprised.

With so many people gathering at Blood Drinking Mountain, there is a high probability that the spirit of Lost Paradise is behind this.

The other party is capable of doing this.

Are you still worried about the troll seal?

It seems that Tyrast has also been seriously misled...

Then Matthew realized.

You got yourself into big trouble!

If Paradise Lost could be opened in the first place, he might try to venture into it.

But the embarrassing point now is that he is the only one who has obtained the tickets, and there is still some time before the real opening.

In a dangerous place like Krafa City.

Getting tickets in advance is never a good thing.

What's more, it's still in full view of the public!

Not to mention the two super-powerful men who gave up the fight immediately.

Even the troll princess standing next to Matthew looked a little uncertain at the moment.

Anne said hesitantly:

"Mr. Matthew, I think we can cooperate..."

That's what it says.

But her hand subconsciously placed it on the weapon.

Matthew frowned.

But he soon realized that Anne had no intention of attacking yet.

She was just guarding herself——

This reaction is also normal.

The golden ticket involves Paradise Lost, and the relationship is too great.

It is reasonable for Anne Salvins to worry that Matthew will kill someone and silence him.

Matthew shook his head quickly:

"Even if the two of us cooperate, I'm afraid we may not be able to keep this ticket..."

Anne was startled.

next moment.

There was a huge movement in the western part of the Magic Zone.

Inspector Wuken and Blood Angel Ulmas rushed towards Matthew as fast as possible!

The Troll Princess's face instantly turned pale.

However, Matthew still stepped on the tombstone and fled towards the north of the Magic Zone at lightning speed!

Annie only hesitated for half a second, then she also took steps to catch up with him in long strides.

On top of the tombstone.

Matthew's nerves were highly tense, but his mind was thinking about various possibilities.

After rushing out for a while.

He looked back.

He found that the two seemingly bulky and super-powerful men had greatly shortened the distance between him and them.

And throughout the process.

No matter how he dodges and moves, or uses the invisibility ball and secret barrier, he can't escape the lock of the opponent's perception.

This made Matthew's heart beat faster.

He realized that it would be difficult to get rid of these two terrible guys on his own.

So when crossing a long and narrow doorway.

He grabbed back with his right hand.

He grabbed the bamboo stick directly in his hand.

Then Matthew threw the bamboo stick forward:

"Take me to your master!"

"I know you're spiritual!"

A light green light glowed on the bamboo stick. It was suspended in mid-air, swaying from side to side, as if it was thinking.

After a few seconds.

One end of the bamboo stick suddenly pointed to the northeast!

Matthew grabbed the bamboo stick and rushed in that direction without looking back!

The speed at which the tombstone flies close to the ground is not unpleasant.

Not long after.

Matthew then came to the northeast of the Magic Zone.

However, he had to pay a heavy price for rushing through all the obstacles -

I don’t know if it’s because I offended the ancient city inspectors.

The number of monsters Matthew encountered along the way was truly astonishing.

Not to mention the various trolls and wraiths.

He also encountered several groups of elusive flying ghosts. When he was hastily dealing with them, Matthew was accidentally bitten off a piece of meat from his waist by one of the flying ghosts, and his waist was almost ripped out!

And while passing by a ruins.

A large number of magic vines that suddenly popped up from the potholes on the roadside also left traces of burns on Matthew's left ankle.

In addition, there are more than twenty other types of monsters blocking Matthew's actions along the way.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength had indeed grown to a considerable level, he had two legendary undead guardians at his side, and he had prepared a large number of props before entering the Blood-Drinking Mountain.

I'm afraid I really will be stopped halfway!

Rao is so.

About 1/4 of the potions, props, scrolls and other items that Matthew had prepared before were consumed in one go.

It can be seen how many dangers lurk in the ancient city of Krafa at night.

But danger comes danger.

The monsters along the way made Matthew sweat at most, but what really worried him were the two behemoths hanging behind.

Been through this journey.

Matthew also realized that the intensity with which Uken and Ulmas pursued him was actually not that great.

At least from their comfortable state, it is not difficult to see that neither of them has shown real speed.

Matthew was confused at first.

But soon he also realized that Ukan and Ulmas also understood the subtleties of the first ticket!

"If the next two tickets don't show up, then the first ticket will be a hot potato, and whoever takes it will be in trouble!"

"They followed me just to find out where the golden ticket went. If it was convenient, they grabbed it easily. However, the two of them were still involved with each other secretly. Neither one wanted to expose their backside to the other..."

Matthew's mind was running at high speed.

For a moment, he wanted to take advantage of the conflict between the two people to resolve the crisis caused by the golden ticket, and even seek an opportunity to make a profit.

But he soon gave up such thoughts.

Too risky.

Matthew suspected that once he approached these two people, they would join forces to kill him, and then they would redistribute the tickets——

This possibility exists.

Even if the top powerhouses are against each other, there will still be a certain tacit understanding to ensure that their majesty and interests will not be challenged by lower-level beings.

Matthew asked himself that he was not qualified to talk to these two people on an equal footing.

Therefore, using tickets to sow discord is not a smart strategy, and may even lead to self-destruction!

“It’s really no good, so I have to throw away the tickets!”

A flash of determination flashed in Matthew's heart.

He speeded up and continued to escape in the direction pointed by the bamboo stick.

The two powerful men still maintained a certain speed and slowly approached Matthew's position.

The good news is that the ancient city of Krafa will soon usher in real daylight, and many monsters have returned to their lairs. The obstacles that Matthew faces in continuing to escape have been greatly alleviated.

The bad news is that these two super-powerful men are too conspicuous!

Their movement caused violent shocks in the city, which was equivalent to announcing their presence and actions to the entire city.

Outside the Magic Zone.

Several groups of forces are attracted to them.

Matthew felt at least three scrutinizing gazes, one of which came from the fish-men force he had encountered before, and the other two forces were unknown.

more importantly.

Even though Matthew tried his best, the two super-powerful men seemed to be taking their time.

But the actual distance between the two sides is still shrinking.

When he arrived across the edge of the Magic Zone and reached the market area in the northeast, his perception told him that he had entered the range of influence of Wuken's "Sinking Force Field"!

call!

Matthew pulled three random doors in a row before escaping from the guardian's force field.

Compared to Ukan.

Blood Angel Ulmas is undoubtedly the more terrifying one!

While he was chasing Matthew, he was enjoying the sacrifice from little Ingram!

Little Ingram stood on the Blood Angel's shoulders and kept taking out a piece of bloody flesh and blood organ from a large flesh-colored woven bag.

Matthew noticed.

There is an organ similar to gills on the side of the Blood Angel's visor. It is through this organ that little Ingram continuously feeds Ulmas the blood food used for sacrifices.

At first, little Ingram sacrificed the flesh and blood of pigs, cattle and sheep.

But this was met with an unpleasant rebuke from Ulmas:

“Too bland!”

"Blood food without spirituality and tribute without brains are not qualified to be called sacrifices!"

Ingram Jr. didn't hesitate.

He replaced the flesh-colored woven bag with a body bag, and then threw the corpses into the "gills" of the Blood Angels.

However, Ulmas is still dissatisfied:

"Awful!"

"Even if a corpse that has been dead for too long can be resurrected as an undead, it will be useless without a soul as a condiment!"

Ingram Jr. hesitated for a moment.

Finally he gritted his teeth.

Then, he took off the shroud on his body and waved it on the spot.

Then, as if by magic, cages covered by red velvet cloth appeared.

Expresslessly, he pushed the cages into the slits of the parotid glands.

Along with this process.

Ulmas suddenly started chewing with great relish, and his mood became much more stable than before.

Although Matthew couldn't see clearly what was in the cage, words from Common Language emerged from the faint screams.

No matter what.

At least it wasn't a monkey that Ingram Jr. was sacrificing.

This also made Matthew further feel the terror of the Stigmata Angel.

These monsters from ancient times really treat other intelligent species as their natural meal!

Exactly.

Their power looks so powerful!

The sky is getting brighter.

Matthew poured himself a bottle of energy potion, then stepped on the tombstones and headed towards the strange building in the center of the market area.

After entering the market area.

The bamboo stick lost its direction, and Matthew had to find another way.

quickly.

The knowledge of Blood Drinking Mountain given to him by Margaret came in handy.

Matthew remembered that in the market area of ​​Krafa City, there was a guardian NPC controlled by an artificer.

This is also the only one among the five guardians who can enter and leave the ancient city of Krafa.

It's just that this guardian has a weird temperament.

The body was shared by a couple of artificers, and its appearance was said to be that of a long-tailed raccoon with a steel tail.

That raccoon has powerful spellcasting abilities.

Matthew wanted to ask him for help.

However, he was disappointed.

After arriving at a location where long-tailed raccoons may be active, they searched for it.

He found no trace of the Artificer.

on the contrary.

The well-fed Blood Angel and the silent Wuken had already caught up.

It would be fine if these two people didn't take action.

The first move is a big move——

Uken locked the force field in the space around Matthew, making his movements difficult;

Blood Angel, on the other hand, used the pressure from the LV25 strongman to firmly lock Matthew.

In this way.

He completed the suppression of Matthew's mental power, making it much more difficult for the latter to cast spells than usual!

"Stop wandering around, little one."

"Give me your stuff and I'll give you a good time."

Blood Angel Ulmas stood two streets away, lowering his head arrogantly, his eyes not even focusing on Matthew, and his tone was quite casual.

Little Ingram stood on his shoulder, with a playful look on his face, as if he was watching a dying rat.

Before Matthew could speak.

Wuken, who came from the other side, made a dull sound:

"Give me the tickets."

"I won't hurt you. You are a friend of Blood Drinking Mountain. In the future, you will also become my friend..."

Matthew's heart moved.

Indeed, he did not sense any clear malice from Wuken.

From the perspective of the camp, the latter is a patrolman of the ancient city, and he has chosen a friend in the Blood Drinking Mountain. In theory, if he gives the ticket to the other party, his safety should be more guaranteed.

But at this moment.

Blood Angel sneered:

"Why do you think he is still alive today?"

"It's because all his friends are dead!"

"Hehehe..."

"Stop having illusions, little human being. To us, you are just a piece of dispensable dust."

"I never like to talk too much nonsense to imbecile creatures like you, but in order to expose the hypocrisy of this undead troll, I am happy to say a few more words——

Once you give him the golden ticket.

He can successfully remove himself from the status of guardian.

Since then, he is no longer bound by the rules previously established by Blood Drinking Mountain or the ancient city of Krafa.

Do you think he will still keep you when the time comes? "

Speaking of which.

Ulmas licked his lips, undisguised anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes:

"I'm more honest. I said I'd give you a good time, so I won't make you suffer for too long."

"Come on, little one, give me the ticket, come into my mouth yourself, let me have a taste of you..."

That moment.

Matthew's whole body went limp, and a strong sense of numbness spread throughout his spine. Then he couldn't help but take half a step forward, and then he became immune to the opponent's command technique!

Wuken looked at Matthew slowly:

"You make your own decision."

"I believe you will make a rational judgment and be able to distinguish clearly who is your enemy and who is your friend."

Matthew's body trembled again, after relying on his four divinities to be immune to Wuken's "mind control technique".

A relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Of course I know who is the enemy and who is the friend."

next moment.

The bamboo stick held under his arm suddenly glowed with emerald green light, then buzzed and trembled.

not far away.

Where Matthew was looking, a tall, thin, and nimble figure calmly climbed over a four-story building, then tapped his toes on the platform outside the building, floating over as lightly as a dragonfly touching the water.

At the same time.

There was another complex shadow rushing over from the same direction.

They came one after the other, as if they were side by side, but kept a safe distance from each other.

Matthew rushed towards the first figure.

"I have the things in hand. What benefits do you want to give me? Think about it later!"

He quickly came to Terrast and handed over the golden ticket without hesitation.

Terrast hesitated.

But in the end, he stretched out his firm and powerful hand and accepted the golden ticket given by Matthew.

A few seconds later.

Another shadow also came over.

Matthew then noticed that the one who appeared with Terrast was actually the Eye Demon Sword Saint, one of the four giants of the ancient land!

"It's you?"

Matthew suddenly realized:

"Could it be that you two had a fight in the north of the magic zone yesterday?"

"No wonder..."

Matthew was surprised when he listened to Mosong's report last night. There is no doubt that Terrast is strong, and the one who can fight with him must be a well-known figure.

If it is the Eye Demon Sword Saint.

It makes sense.

The tone of the Eye Demon Sword Saint is as gentle and modest as always:

"It's you, Matthew."

"Hehe, we did have a fight, Mr. Terrast's swordsmanship is much better than mine."

Terast glanced at the Demon Sword Saint:

"Your swordsmanship is also very good."

"If we are not in the enemy camp, maybe we can become friends."

The Eye Demon Sword Saint said leisurely:

"The camp is far-fetched. I personally don't particularly yearn to become a god, and I don't want to hinder the ambitions of others. The reason I came here is half because of the duty of the guardian of the ancient land, and the other half is because I want to seek the true meaning of swordsmanship."

Speaking of this,

He said to Terrast seriously:

"I didn't have enough fun yesterday."

"I want to fight with you again."

Terast shook his head:

"I'm not interested."

The Eye Demon Sword Saint said politely:

"It's okay, I can wait for you."

"When you are interested, let's fight again."

Then.

He took the initiative to step aside, and in the process, he nodded to Matthew.

As for the golden ticket in Terrast's hand, he didn't even take the initiative to take a look!

Terast held the ticket in his hand tightly, looking at Matthew with complicated eyes:

"You know the value of this thing, right?"

Matthew nodded:

"Of course."

Terast asked:

"Then why give it to me?"

Matthew thought for a while:

"Maybe I am willing to believe in your character?"

"Character?"

Terast showed a funny expression on his face, and even a hint of absurdity flashed in his eyes.

Matthew shrugged, but his tone was quite serious:

"I admit that your methods are indeed a bit extreme, and you have secretly done bad things without telling the alliance and me."

"But in comparison, I still think you are an old elf with a bottom line and good character."

"I don't like wood elves very much, but you can be regarded as one of the few exceptions."

Matthew didn't say much.

At this time, the rhetoric is not as good as the action.

I have already placed a bet.

Whether there will be any gains depends on the arrangement of fate.

But he believes.

I will not be wrong.

After listening, Terast was silent for two or three seconds, and then said with some emotion:

"Thank you."

He was obviously not thanking Matthew for giving him the golden ticket.

Matthew was relieved after hearing it.

Although what he just said was flattering, it was mostly sincere.

Terast is characterized by being old-fashioned and extreme, and has a slight tendency to lose control when dealing with the internal affairs of the wood elves.

And in most cases.

Matthew thought that this old elf was quite calm and was one of the few top-level strong men he could find in the ancient city with whom he could communicate, discuss, and even curry favor.

The most important thing was that Matthew knew him inside out.

Terast was indeed an elf supremacist, but his kind of elves were not the worst.

In Terast's world.

As long as the elves had an advantageous position, other races could still survive, but they were inferior in social status.

This was the style of the old-school elves.

Hood once told Matthew that Stormwind had faced several disasters caused by famine in history.

And during those famines.

The Jade Court did give them a lot of free assistance.

Although the wood elves had various shortcomings and were on the road to death.

But if they became the rulers of the world, in order to maintain that damn decency and tradition, the fate of humans would not be too bad.

The complexity of the wood elves was vividly reflected in Terast.

This was the key reason why Matthew made the final decision.

"But, you have doubted me, right?"

Teraste suddenly changed the subject:

"You have doubted me like others, and thought I was a lunatic, right?"

Matthew nodded without hesitation.

Teraste smiled:

"Quite honest."

Matthew said sincerely:

"But now that I think about it, the biggest reason why I doubt you is actually because you are a wood elf and I am a human."

"If you were human, I might trust you a little more."

"Including now, what prompted me to hand over the ticket to you was not a high-sounding reason, but the need for survival and the game in the next Operation Lost Paradise."

"To put it bluntly, I not only think you are an old elf man with integrity and character, I am also betting on this..."

Said.

His eyes met Terraste's.

Terraste's expression was solemn and his back was straight. His expression was the same as when Matthew first saw him, and he looked like some old scholar who has not changed from the past:

"You made the right bet, kid."

"From beginning to end, I never deliberately deceived you."

"Some things happen out of necessity, and some things happen because of fate."

"I will remember this ticket and give you a suitable reward."

Speaking of which.

He paused slightly, and more humanity emerged in his eyes:

"Beanna, that child, I am quite optimistic about."

"She is a very gentle and kind child, but deep down, she has a kind of frightening madness and stubbornness."

"She is like the kind of person who always walks on the edge of a cliff. It is easy for her to make a mistake and turn into a terrifying devil."

"She is actually very talented. If she can practice diligently in the field of swordsmanship, it is not impossible to surpass me one day."

"The only thing she lacks is bloodline, but who can say for sure about bloodline?"

"One day, if she can make up for her shortcomings, she will become a very remarkable human being."

"I just want to tell you that I accepted her as my disciple out of my heart. It has nothing to do with you, and I don't want to take advantage of her."

Matthew nodded slightly.

at this time.

Patroller Uken and the Blood Angel Ulmas are close at hand.

Matthew asked:

"How are you going to deal with them?"

The old elf man raised his head calmly, looked at the two arrogant figures, and then walked forward towards them.

"Take good care of yourself."

Terraste dropped this sentence.

Just at this time.

The Beholder Sword Master came to Matthew's side lightly, and he said to Tyrast's back:

"I'll take good care of him."

"I promise you with my swordsmanship, if Matthew loses a hair, it will be a dereliction of duty on my part."

"You don't need to worry about anything, you can just give it a go and fight."

"I really want to know how strong your sword is."

Hear this.

Tyrast suddenly turned around and asked:

"May I have your name?"

The Beholder Sword Master tilted his head, hundreds of swords were gently rubbing under the control of the tentacles, and his tone became more cheerful:

"Big brain."

"Just call me Head."

Tyrast nodded slightly, and then strode towards the two ultra-limitless powerful men!

Matthew's pupils shrank.

Tyrast's posture seems to be a direct confrontation?

not far away.

Blood Angel Ulmas smashed his lips and commented:

"You understand at a young age that you can divert misfortunes to the east, but human beings are still as cunning and hateful as ever."

Inspector Wuken still persuaded in a dull voice:

"Elf, give me the ticket. I guarantee that he can't hurt you. We can become allies..."

However, his words were ruthlessly interrupted by Terraste:

"Stop talking so much nonsense."

"You two immortals, come on together!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Are you sure you want to provoke both of us at the same time?"

Ulmas' tone already contained murderous intent.

Terraste raised his head proudly:

"The dead angels, the lingering trolls, you are just parasites on this plane!"

"Even if I don't have this ticket, just to make this plane cleaner, I will kill you!"

The next second.

He slowly pulled out a bamboo sword behind him.

The bamboo sword made a clear and pleasant sound, as if cheering for the upcoming battle!

Matthew couldn't help but lower his head, and the bamboo stick in his palm could not help but tremble!

that moment.

He felt many emotions:

Pain, hesitation, confusion, uneasiness... and uncontrollable anger!

"These emotions all come from the depths of Terraste's heart..."

"It turns out that he was also so hesitant when dealing with those elves."

"He has accumulated so many emotions in his heart, but for various reasons, he has always been in control of himself. The previous loss of control was actually just a ripple in the huge waves..."

Matthew looked at Terraste's back solemnly, and the bamboo stick in his hand trembled even more——

Is this the true inner world of Terraste?

He hates everything that is supposed to be rotten!

He hates those mediocre people who occupy high positions!

He is angry at the shackles this world imposes on weak and innocent people!

He raised the bamboo sword.

His body shape and appearance seemed to have returned to the past under the magic of turning back time.

He swung his sword and slashed at the two behemoths.

In the bones.

He's still the rebellious and arrogant boy who goes around fighting injustices with a bamboo stick on his back!

Stab!

Teraste's figure disappeared on the spot.

The green light drowned everything.

Matthew couldn't see what happened.

But the Eye Demon Sword Saint sighed softly in his ears:

"So..."

"He kept so much..."

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