A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Sif's Second Form and the Abyss Priesthood Fragments

"Forehead…"

Facing Biana's complicated and surprised look, Sif hesitated for a while before slowly answering:

“Matthew brought me to Rapid City to deal with some matters, mainly at the official level, remember? I wrote to you before and told you that he is now a registered mage in Rolling Stone Town.”

Biana was silent for a moment, then replied in a subtle tone:

“But you didn't write to tell me that your relationship with him is so good now.”

Sif's face turned red:

 “I was about to write…”

 A crisp sound interrupted Sif's words.

But when Biana suddenly pulled out the elf rapier at her waist, the sword glowed with a blue light.

 Sif was startled:

　　　　䱱,What are you doing?”

“You're not going to stab me with a sword, are you?”

Beanna replied indifferently:

 “Why do you think so?”

“I just need the sword of the elves to resist the corrosive power in the blood pool. Don't you feel the corrupting power?”

 She pointed the tip of her sword at the sticky blood at the feet of the two of them.

Beanna wears Wind Chaser short boots and deerskin trousers, with rubber bands at the ankles that can be tightened. This is to facilitate walking in the jungle and prevent mosquitoes and snakes from getting into it.

  She quickly bent over and tightened her trousers.

 But some of the blood in the pool of pus and blood still seeped into it, which made her, who had a slight mysophobia, feel very uncomfortable.

However, Sif opposite her didn't seem to have such concerns.

Sif looked down at the blood and shook her head:

 “I don't feel anything.”

Biana was stunned for a moment, and then showed a strange look in her eyes:

"really envy you."

"What?"

Sif is a little confused.

Biana's tone became slightly excited:

 “You don't feel anything because of your blood.”

“Your bloodline naturally possesses all kinds of incredible resistance. Even the evil power of the abyss cannot infect your body. And your family background and origin, aren't these things worthy of the envy of others?”

Sif lowered her head slightly with apologetic eyes:

"Feel sorry."

Biana's tone became sharper:

 “Why do you say sorry?”

 “You haven't sorry to anyone.”

Her eyes were fixed on Sif, as if she was questioning something.

However, Sif shook her head and did not continue to explain.

 She changed the subject and said:

 “So, who did you come with?”

 “Aren't you supposed to be in Jade Cangting?”

Biana said with a hint of worry:

“I came here with General Terrani of the Wind Chaser. He said he wanted to take me to see the world and come here to hunt down some remnants of the Silver Frost Brotherhood. But we got separated as soon as we entered the manor.”

"Although I have a way to contact her, under the influence of this maze, all the wood elf spells I have failed. What about you? Can you find Matthew?"

 Sif shook her head.

She said with some worry:

“I didn't expect to be separated from him suddenly. This place gave me a very dangerous feeling. I couldn't even tell whether it was reality or fiction.”

“What should we do next? Wait for Matthew or Terrani to rescue us?”

 In Sif's impression.

Beanna in the past would definitely agree with her opinion.

After all, in this maze and blood pool of unknown origin, he and she were too weak. Waiting for rescue was the most rational choice with the highest survival rate.

But the next second.

 She saw Biana raising the rapier in her hand and striding towards her direction!

 Sif felt panicked.

 “Stop standing there stupidly!”

 “Get out of the way!”

Biana suddenly showed a rather strong figure. She accelerated and rushed to Sif's right side. She pushed the latter's shoulder away with her left hand, and then stabbed the shadow that quietly appeared behind Sif with a bang!

boom!

 Sparks flew.

The elf rapier struck the shadow monk's glove, and the blade was almost curled to 90 degrees.

Beanna took a step back to throw the sword away, and at the same time, she also removed the monk's extremely powerful fist!

“We have to find our own way out of this **** pool of pus and blood. Don't you realize that this pool is a bit too big?”

Beanna said with a slight gasp.

 Until this moment.

Sif turned around hastily and noticed that the blood pool she was in was several times larger than the ones around her.

 In the blood pool, except for myself and Beanna.

 There are other shadows approaching!

 In front of Beanna were two shadow monks wearing black metal gloves.

 Further.

 Two flying units are also slowly approaching.

 Their shadows give people an extremely terrifying oppressive force.

that moment.

Sif felt her heart pounding.

The blood vessels all over his body are about to explode!

"No…"

"I do not want…"

 She suddenly squatted on the ground holding her head in great pain!

 On the battlefield ahead.

Biana was already entangled with the two monks.

As a newly promoted Elf Swordsman.

Her dancing skills can be said to be exquisite, but her swordsmanship can only be said to be barely passable.

 If it's one-to-one.

Biana is confident that she can stab the Shadow Monk to death in up to fifteen turns.

 After all, the monks who appeared in front of her were not the top ones.

 Based on her immature experience.

 The opponent's strength is probably around level three.

 But the problem is one to two.

And there are frightening units approaching not far away!

That is most likely a terrifying existence of the fourth or even fifth level!

 “Sif, what are you doing?”

 She struggled to resist the attack of the Shadow Monk on her own.

 Just four or five rounds.

 Biana's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

 Her wrist holding the elf rapier couldn't help but become weak and trembling.

Her face was quite pale, her breathing became faster and faster, and her steps to dodge enemy attacks became slower and slower.

 She understands.

 This is a sign of excessive physical exertion.

 She is still just a novice sword chanter after all, and suddenly faced with such a high-intensity actual combat, she cannot control the distribution of her physical strength at all!

 Since the day I left Rolling Stone Town.

She then understood that many things in her future life would have to be done by herself.

 In those days in the Jade Cangting.

 She learned a lot.

 Although it did not include how to fight demons, the experience was enough to give her a clearer mind to face the current predicament.

 She did not continue to seek help from the silent Sif.

 But suddenly switch from defense to offense.

 Stab it!

 「Secret Skill of Sword Chanting: Breaking the Wind」!

 In an instant.

 The thin shadow of the sword penetrated all obstacles like flying willow leaves.

 Under the explosion of secret skills.

 This speed is suddenly more than three times faster.

 This sword.

 She went straight for the heart of the shadow monk on the left!

The monk who was locked by this sword was slightly panicked. He tried to retreat to avoid Biana's newly learned killing move.

But this plays into Béanna's hands—

There is a proverb among the wood elves that you cannot escape from the sword that breaks the wind.

Every person who tries to avoid the Wind-Breaking Sword will become a dead soul under the sword!

  Swish.

 The tip of the sword advanced rapidly and moved forward a few inches.

  Half a second later.

The rapier successfully pierced the shadow monk's heart. Following the latter's shrill howl, Banna twisted the hilt of the sword as she had practiced thousands of times, and the sword tip rotated more than 90 degrees at the monk's heart.

 A lot of blood came out.

 Some of it splashed onto her fair face and slender eyelashes.

 She blinked subconsciously, trying to make the next evasive action.

 But it was at that moment.

The empty door she exposed in pursuit of a quick kill was captured by another monk.

 The latter approached without politeness.

  A series of combination punches aimed at Beanna's lower back and back!

Snapped!

 Poof!

prick!

The vicious and sharp fist pierced the Wind Chaser's soft armor firmly.

The severe pain coming from her waist made Beanna couldn't help but moan.

That moment.

 She felt like her entire spine had been broken!

 There was even crushing pain in the lower back!

  What's more terrible is.

Every punch struck by the Shadow Monk is filled with qi that has a shocking and paralyzing effect.

 Those three punches go down.

Biana just felt that her whole body was soft and she couldn't exert any strength at all!

Snapped!

She stumbled and fell into the pool of blood. Suffering from nerve pain, her right hand even lost the strength to grasp the soft sword.

 “Hey hey hey…”

The ugly-looking monk came to her with his gloves raised high.

 “Go to hell, bitch!”

The monk bent down suddenly and punched down.

 At this critical moment.

 Biana used her last strength to dodge the punch.

 However, after doing all this, she became even more desperate.

As far as her eye could see, it was almost all bad news—

 The pain in my mind continues to intensify.

 His physical strength has been completely exhausted.

 After the final roll, she was further away from her weapon.

  What's more terrible is.

The two winged monsters also flew to her side!

 Her eyeballs began to bleed.

Everything he saw before his eyes was filled with a despairing scarlet color.

 “It's a fallen angel…”

 She vaguely saw the appearance of the flying monster, which was very similar to the illustrations she saw in Sword Song's compulsory monster class.

“The teacher once said that the fallen angels were once the most holy and glorious creatures. If you were in despair and begged them for a one-on-one duel, there would be a certain chance of getting permission..."

 Such a thought came to Beanna's mind.

  She suddenly saw even more despair.

There are actually a large group of little demons behind those two fallen angels!

The number of these demons is so terrifying.

 Completely beyond the scope of what she could handle.

 Even under normal circumstances, she has absolutely no guarantee of winning.

 Let alone being seriously injured now!

 “Am I going to die…”

Biana's mind went blank.

With her peripheral vision, she watched desperately as the shadow of the shadow monk in the blood pool kept getting closer to her.

 Last moment.

Her hands on the ground clenched tightly, trying to fight the Shadow Monk to the death.

 But at this time.

 A burst of shrill howls full of pain erupted from the group of little demons!

 Stab it!

Biana seemed to hear the sound of the air being torn apart.

next moment.

 She was horrified to see the shadow monk who planned to attack her fall to the ground in pain!

 At the moment of death.

 He was still covering his neck helplessly.

 Until he dies and releases his hands.

 Beanna just saw a blood hole as thick as a finger on his neck!

 Hssssssssssssssss!

 The blood pool became chaotic.

The demons who were so oppressive just now suddenly turned into a flock of panicked sheep!

 They looked around in horror.

Biana also widened her eyes.

 But she couldn't see the existence that made the demons panic!

 She could only hear the sound of the air being ripped apart again and again.

 At every sound.

 There were several demons lying on the ground covering their necks or hearts!

 Swish swish!

 A blood shadow flickered among the demons like a ghost, ruthlessly harvesting their lives.

 Two minutes later.

　　When the two strongest fallen angels also fell to the ground helplessly, covering their hearts.

 Those frightening reflections finally appeared in the blood pool.

 In Biana's horrified eyes.

The reflection suddenly disappeared in place.

 Follow. The familiar sound of breaking through the air sounded again!

An unprecedented tremor of death filled every nerve in Biana's body.

That moment.

She could only scream at the top of her lungs according to instinct:

 “Sif—!”

 Poof!

 A slight sound sounded.

 Biana was shaking all over and raising her neck as much as possible.

 She turned her eyes downward, looked over her chin, and saw a slender, slender, and rather beautiful tail.

　　At the moment when I shouted.

 The triangular tip of this tail has already touched her pharynx.

 Send another half inch inward.

 She will die here!

Biana was covered in cold sweat.

She looked nervously at the owner of the tail, whose blood-red pupils struggled fiercely. It took more than ten seconds before she reluctantly took the fatal tail away from Beanna's neck.

Biana was gasping for air after surviving the disaster.

 “Sif…”

 She did not dare to look up.

 Only dared to lower his head and look at Sif's current appearance through the reflection in the blood pool——

 Her appearance is 90% similar to before, except that a small horn with silver light has grown on her forehead.

Her hair was tangled behind her back like a cloud of fire, defying gravity.

Each hair tip is burning with bright red flames.

 The clothes on her body had already exploded.

Replaced by a pair of tight-fitting soft armor made of leather jacket and leather trousers.

 Soft armor is jet black.

 Only the key parts of the upper body are covered.

 The waist reveals a small red waist and a cute belly button.

 Below is a black leather skirt of the same material.

 The leather skirt only covers the thighs.

Healthy and strong legs extend from the bottom of the skirt.

 A fiery serpent spitting out letters was wrapped around her right thigh.

A mysterious and ancient tattoo appears on the inner side of his left leg.

Her ankles were wrapped in armor made of the same material as soft armor, forming a pair of jet black leather short boots.

However, the most attractive thing about her body is the black tail.

 The tip of the tail is triangular in shape.

From time to time, it flashes with dazzling silver light.

 It gives people a mysterious and elegant feeling.

that moment.

Biana's mind came to mind about the legend of the devil's blood circulating in Rolling Stone.

 Is this Sif's second form?

 She thought with great envy.

 “Have you seen enough?”

 Sif's voice had a hint of charm and heat that she had never seen before.

Biana swallowed subconsciously.

 “You'd better not see anything today.”

“Or I will strip you naked and hang them on the wall of the Jade Cangting.”

Sif said coldly.

Biana nodded honestly.

"But…"

 She was about to speak but stopped.

 “But what?”

Sif impatiently wrapped her tail around Biana's waist and picked him up from the blood pool. The two faced each other, and their noses were almost touching.

 “But you look so handsome now!”

 Beanna said seriously.

Xif was obviously stunned for a moment.

 Half a while.

 She used her tail to hold Biana upright before letting her go.

 “But I don't like it.”

 Sif said calmly.

Biana was also stunned for a moment, and then she said something mysteriously:

 “Maybe Matthew likes it too.”

Sif looked at her reflection in the blood pool with disgust:

"I do not believe."

 “How could Matthew like such a perverted thing?”

"I hate killing, but my body now seems to be the most exquisite killing machine. I don't want to be like that..."

 Her voice became quieter and quieter.

 Because of the next moment.

More monsters were heard from the depths of the blood pool.

 A large number of shadows came over.

 Sif turned to face them.

 The anger accumulated in his eyes finally erupted like a volcano:

 “Why are you forcing me!?”

"Why!?"

 Poof!

The heart-wrenching sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

 A killing feast in the pool of blood.

 It seems as if the curtain has just been lifted.

 Bloodmare Labyrinth.

 The core area.

Matthew's eyes passed through the towering wall in front of him and looked directly at the strange thing wrapped in the twelve abyss stone pillars.

 It is difficult for you to describe this thing in ordinary words.

That is a huge lump of meat.

The meat dumplings have distinct layers and clear textures. These distinctions divide it into small pieces of meat dumplings.

 His surface forms mouth-like organs.

These mouths are biting and devouring each other.

　　So the little lumps of meat were either being eaten or eating lumps of meat.

 The whole process is like eating yourself like crazy.

 He looks like a meaningless being.

 But Matthew knew.

 He is not only alive.

 And has extremely high wisdom!

 Otherwise, this demon named Blood Nightmare would not be able to escape the control of other demon lords and ascend to become one of them.

 “Fortunately it's just a projection…”

This is good news.

If, like Babasha, a blood nightmare descending container appears here, Matthew will face much greater trouble.

  But even so.

The blood nightmare projection brought unprecedented pressure to Matthew.

If it were not for the super high resistance provided by two copies of divinity.

 At this time, Matthew has probably lost control of his body just like when he looked directly at the **** of evil!

 At present, he is only 30 meters away from the abyss stone pillar.

 But he did not dare to take even one step forward easily!

Too dangerous.

"Even if you hold two copies of divinity, you may be dizzy if you continue to go deeper. Even just a projection has such a profound influence...Who said that demons are easy to deal with?"

Matthew never forgets to relieve the pressure he faces by complaining.

 He has to find a way to kill this projection.

Only in this way.

 Only he can completely destroy the ceremonial ground of Blood Nightmare Labyrinth.

 In an instant.

Countless plans flashed through his mind, and he seriously considered the feasibility of these plans.

  It can be used in the next second.

Matthew overturned all these plans.

 Because a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of him.

 The other party is dressed very expensively.

 “It's disgusting, right?”

"I was disgusted when I first saw his shape, but let me tell you a secret. Although the Blood Nightmare penetrates its influence through the perception of other creatures, the sense of smell is actually the first medium. But he handles his smell very well, and many people don't notice this at the first time.”

Kratos smiled as if meeting an old friend and said:

“So with just one bubble spell, you can greatly alleviate the pressure caused by the blood nightmare. Try it?”

 Matthew noticed.

This guy also has a layer of microscopic bubbles on his body surface.

 He cast a bubble spell on himself doubtfully.

 As a result, the influence of that big lump of meat on him suddenly dropped by half!

“Look, as long as you find the right method, the so-called Abyss Lord is nothing more than a large slime.”

Kratos walked in the direction of the abyss stone pillar with relaxed steps.

Matthew walked side by side with him at a certain distance.

 He stared at Kratos coldly:

 “You deliberately attracted me here, for what purpose?”

Kratos smiled slightly:

 “Of course I'm here to make friends with you.”

Matthew shook his head decisively:

"I do not believe."

"I know who you are!"

"You are Setrunk, the Thousand Changers, and the boss of the Silver Frost Brotherhood. As far as I know, you are a complete executioner and madman."

 “You can never be my friend.”

 Kratos was not angry when he heard this.

 He smiled and pointed at the big lump of meat that was getting closer and said:

 “It doesn't matter that you don't want to be my friend.”

“But between interrogating me and dealing with this monster, you have to prioritize, right?”

“Why don't you join forces with me to kill this monster first?”

 He seemed confident.

At this time, the two of them were less than three meters away from the abyss stone pillar.

The big meat lump in the center of the stone pillar sensed their presence and began to slowly move closer.

 It's just that his speed is rather clumsy and slow.

 Even if it is only a few meters away.

It takes several minutes to climb up these pieces of flesh that are holding each other back.

“Don't be careless. Although Blood Nightmare's greatest abilities are shock, confusion and control, it will take a lot of effort to kill him, even if the two of us work together.”

  Kratos reminded him kindly:

"Even if you want to talk to me, you have to kill him completely..."

 Yet as he spoke.

Matthew suddenly ran in the direction of the big meat lump.

 Follow.

 Under Kratos's extremely shocked eyes, he seemed to be looking at a dead man.

Matthew passed through the stone pillar and punched the surface of the big lump of meat!

　　Boom!

 An extremely terrifying energy storm erupted between the pieces of meat.

That moment.

Kratos saw a golden light shining on Matthew.

 The punch he threw.

It also seems to become radiant!

 Poof!

　　After a soft sound.

 All the pieces of meat were turned into powder during the violent energy distortion.

 The 12 abyss stone pillars also broke together!

The depressing and disgusting power that originally shrouded this space has completely disappeared!

 In that unknown space.

 There was a faint roar of extremely angry but helpless roar!

Matthew was on the spot, rubbing his intact fist.

 On the data column.

 Hint: You used the ability "Chen's Diamond Fist!" "Killed the projection of the Abyss Lord Blood Nightmare!

  The aftermath of the Diamond Fist successfully destroyed the Abyss Stone Pillar and the ritual site "Blood Nightmare Labyrinth"!

 The power from the abyss is slowly fading...

 Your legend +1 (Abyss)

 Your hatred +1 (49th floor of the abyss/blood nightmare lord)

 Based on the improvement of your legend level, your ability of "screaming back" from the celebrity field is further strengthened.

 Your "Shout Back" has the additional effect of "Piss On".

Enemies pushed back by you will have a certain probability to completely lose their will to fight and flee from your location in a pile of piss.

 You have obtained the loot from the Blood Nightmare Projection—

  1.Abyss Priesthood Fragments*5

  2.Divinity*1》

Matthew quickly glanced at the data column.

 Then use the pure lead box prepared in advance to collect the fragments of divinity and priesthood.

Then he turned and looked at Kratos, who was still in a daze:

"Now."

 “We can talk now.

 (End of this chapter)

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