A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees Chapter 75

  Chapter 75 Night of the Dead

  Finding that his people were being beaten, Lumiere rushed over like a mad dog.

this moment.

  It was only then that Matthew realized how terrifying this guy's physical body was.

   But seeing Lumiere rushing into the jungle at the speed of a bullet, he slapped the nearest member of the bandit group.

   Poof!

  The neck of the latter was torn apart in an instant, and a large amount of blood poured out, spraying the nearby bushes everywhere.

   "No! No! No!"

  The thief stared, covered his neck, and staggered to the ground.

   Lumière ignored him, growled and rushed towards the others.

   Lumière in the fighting state was completely different from usual, as if the polite, embarrassed and smiling boy disappeared as soon as he smelled blood.

   Instead, a real rainforest killing machine!

  He is like a dexterous cheetah, and like a violent tiger, he may pounce or bite, or grab or slap, no one in the bandit group can resist his move!

   Twenty seconds later.

   Blood pools all over the ground.

  The thieves group of more than 20 people were all wiped out!

   Lumiere grinned and raised his head from a corpse. The lower half of his face was covered with blood plasma. Not to mention Matthew, even the other Jangos felt their scalps go numb.

   "This guy may really become the king of the rainforest, or even an even more remarkable person!"

   In addition to being terrified, Matthew also appreciated it.

   For a moment.

  He saw the shadow of Su Ya from Lumiere. The wild and violent killing posture was definitely not staged, but Lumiere's heartfelt desire for blood and hard-trained hunting instinct.

   What is even more rare is that after he has the potential to become the king of the rainforest, he has always maintained an approachable attitude and is full of curiosity about the outside world.

  This is rare in conservative indigenous tribes.

  In the direction of the battlefield, Lumiere has already negotiated with his clansmen.

  Matthew didn't walk over, he didn't want to cause trouble for Lumière.

  So he looked away, just in time to see Bobo taking the bomb out of his backpack, and he hurriedly pressed down on Bobo's helmet!

"What are you doing?!"

  Matthew noticed that his actions directly caused the antennas on both sides of the helmet to stand up, and a faint red light was lit on the top!

   "Help break the fight!"

  Bobo asked confidently:

   "You can't just persuade one side, can you? That's so unfair!"

  Matthew realized that she probably didn't understand the word "clan", so he hurriedly explained the relationship between Lumiere and the Jango people.

  Bobo then resentfully stuffed the bomb back.

  She adjusts the shoulder straps of her backpack reluctantly:

   "Is that so? If I knew I would have thrown a small brick earlier, hey, why are you two so fast?"

  Matthew touched her head gently:

   "The next time you want to use a bomb, can you discuss it with me in advance? I am timid and afraid of sudden noises."

  Bobo gave him a white look impatiently:

   "So long-winded!"

  However, the light bulbs on the antennas on both sides suddenly changed from red light to blue light that flickered from time to time.

   After a while.

  Matthew heard her whisper:

   "Got it, coward."

   After a while, the Jangos withdrew, and Lumière returned to tell the situation:

"The group of people who called themselves the Wind Thieves just now seems to be somewhat related to one of the two groups of people by the lake, but they are not the same. My family members discovered them who accidentally broke into the rainforest during their daily hunting. At that time, they seemed to be We were searching for something, and the two sides started fighting if there was a disagreement. Fortunately, I came in time, and the bandit group had an advantage in numbers, and people from my tribe might not be able to fight."

  Matthew nodded.

  Bobo suddenly interjected:

"The ones who died in your hands were the Wind Thieves, and the ones who died by the lake were the Sand Thieves and the Calamity Cult. The Feng and the Sand were originally a group, but civil strife broke out recently, and they have been stabbing each other. .”

   Lumière showed surprise:

   "This is very unusual. In fact, I don't care about their internal struggles. I only care about them appearing in the rainforest? This place is very dangerous for them. If there is not enough interest, these people will not take risks."

   As he spoke, he looked at Matthew with an apologetic face:

   "I'm afraid I have to go back to the tribe first to check the situation. There are so many outsiders in the rainforest at once, and I always feel that something is wrong."

  Matthew agreed:

   "You's analysis is correct, don't worry about us, you go first."

   Lumiere was also very decisive. After bidding farewell to the two, he disappeared into the depths of the jungle after a few flashes.

  And Matthew looked around.

  He sensed the abnormality of the jungle just like Lumière.

  If it is said that he was attracted most of the attention by the Balance Messenger before, then now, Matthew has realized that the extent of this abnormality may have exceeded his estimation!

  Because he hasn't seen any little flying squirrel since he entered the rainforest!

   It is impossible for Lumière to replace Little Momonga as Su Ya's eyeliner, he is not the favored person of the soul of the rainforest.

  All signs indicate that Su Ya has no intention of paying attention to Matthew at all.

  What is Suya doing?

  Things are probably not that simple.

  So Matthew tried to communicate with the Black Banyan Dreamland. With the recognition he had obtained, as long as he was in the rainforest, he should have been able to easily break into the Black Banyan Dreamland.

  However, this time, he was rejected!

  「Reminder: You are temporarily unable to enter the Black Banyan Dreamland due to unknown interference!」

   Matthew's heart sank.

   It would be fine if Su Ya was playing hard to get, but if something happened in the rainforest recently that required the closure of the Black Banyan Dreamland, it would be dangerous.

  Matthew didn't have a particularly good impression of Su Ya.

  But she is a serious and natural soul, and her attitude towards herself is okay.

  Su Ya is happy to see this rainforest under his control.

   But if other people want to get involved.

  Matthew has to consider whether to interfere.

  However, it is not yet possible to fully conclude that something has happened to the rainforest.

   "Wait for Lumiere to come back, he should be able to figure out the truth of the matter."

  Matthew calmed down and turned his attention to Miss Zombie in the reeds.

  Ever since he took part-time job as a Balance Envoy, he discovered that he could easily distinguish the gender of the undead by observation.

  For example, A Bing was indeed a male during his lifetime.

  For example, the two zombies in front are both women. This is not because the remaining secondary sexual characteristics betrayed them, but because Matthew can more accurately perceive the percentage of fat on their bodies, as well as a series of other details.

   After a few casual glances, Matthew sat down in an open space next to him, silently waiting for the dark.

  Bobo also followed over. She came to Matthew, and took out two small foldable benches from the backpack behind her like a magic trick. She sat on one and motioned for Matthew to sit on the other.

   This moved Matthew very much.

  He sat on it, only feeling the warmth on his buttocks.

   "Yo, it also has a heating function. It would be so happy in winter."

   He stretched his waist and praised.

  Bobo smiled, and the light bulb above his head glowed yellow.

   Matthew reminded:

   "I'm going to perform a ceremony called Night of the Necromancer in a while. As a springboard for me to become a senior necromancer, there may be many strange undead coming. Do you want to avoid it?"

  Bobo immediately shook his head like a rattle:

   "I haven't seen a necromancer advanced yet. Although it's disgusting to imagine, seeing is believing how disgusting it is."

  Matthew didn't mind, he just smiled lightly:

   "Actually, the more you see it, the less disgusting it will be. Speaking of which, why did you leave Cybertron?"

  Bobo said happily:

"Finally someone asked me this question! My original purpose of leaving Cybertron was to find a book called "Mechanics, Dragons and Titans", which is a very great work, left by a legendary artificer. The next masterpiece.

  It is said that as long as you find it, you will be able to open a unique road to the artificer.

  In Cyberron, I am just an inconspicuous little craftsman, and my inventions are ridiculous and not worth mentioning in the eyes of other artificers.

  Every time the chief assigns me work, it is the most leisurely and simplest.

   Moreover, Cyberron has very strict control over artificers, even the share of bombs made every year is controlled, I really can't stand it!

   Then I heard that as long as I could find Mechs, Dragons, and Titans, I could make unlimited bombs on Cyberron, so I sneaked into the sewers and got out of there.

  I wanted to go straight to the book, but found that I had no clue.

   Fortunately, before I became an artificer, I was a member of the "Huo Sisters". The purpose of this organization is to help women in trouble to overcome their difficulties and live out themselves.

  In fact, I was able to enter Cyberron and become an artificer because of the recommendation of the "Huo Sisters".

  So after leaving Cyberron, I also want to find them and ask them for help.

  Unfortunately, when I returned to the headquarters, I found that the Sisterhood had moved away without leaving any reminders.

  I can only try to find them based on some fragmentary clues.

   It turned out that in Cordo City, I met Lily, who claimed to be a peripheral member of the sorority, and I fell for it.

   In fact, she is not at all, just someone who has been in contact with the sorority. "

   Finish these in one breath.

  Bobo's eyes were also a little confused:

   "So I don't know where to go next, do you have any good suggestions?"

  Seeing what she said, Matthew guessed that Bobo probably didn't have many relatives in this world, so he asked softly:

   "So your dream is to find that book?"

  Bobo shook his head, his eyes were extremely firm:

"My dream is to become the most powerful artificer in the world, control a super titan that can cover the sky and ocean, and then inject my own magic power into the Tianlun Palace to see if it will explode !"

   Blow up Tianlun Palace?

   The corner of Matthew's mouth twitched:

   “This idea is very creative.”

  Bobo laughed and said:

   "You think so too? A sage once said that the meaning of an artificer is to make the gods tremble. I think she is right, so this sentence has become my motto."

  Matthew curiously said:

   "Which saint is it?"

  Bobo's face turned red, and the orange light on his forehead flickered:

   "Not telling you."

   Matthew chuckled, and said to himself that if you can really blow up the Tianlun Palace, it is not impossible to call a saint Bobo.

  The two continued to chat.

  Bobo is obviously the kind of person who looks cold at first, but becomes extremely talkative after getting acquainted.

   She dragged Matthew and chattered non-stop.

  Matthew also learned some gossip about Cybertron, a legendary city built on the clouds.

   can be gradually.

  Matthew's answer tends to be perfunctory.

  Bobo didn't pay attention at first, but later noticed it.

  She was a little embarrassed:

   "What's wrong Matthew? Are you tired? I'm talking too much."

  Matthew shook his head with a smile, and pointed to the sky casually:

"it's getting dark."

  「Reminder: You have lit the "Censer of the Dead (High imitation, your advanced ritual: Night of the Dead has begun!"

   On the clearing.

  A faint scent of incense overflows from the small incense burner.

  Matthew sat on a small bench, and a lot of things were spread out in front of him like a stall:

  Lucky rabbit feet, cursed monkey paws, bat teeth, boar umbilical cords, goat placenta, buffalo horns, human liver stones, lemurs' eyeballs...

  The fuel in the censer is a mixed ointment containing rhino horn, ghoul liver fat, and a small amount of butter.

  This ointment can make the living groggy, make the undead conscious, and even some undead can recover the wisdom and memory of their lives for a short time.

  It can attract the nearby undead to come to this party belonging to the dead.

  Matthew sat there with a mint leaf in his mouth and a handful of chili peppers in his left hand, ready to physically keep himself awake at any time.

   Fortunately, his will is high, and the impact of the incense burner on him is very low.

   Chilli should not come in handy.

   Soon, some undead were attracted, and the first ones came over were the two zombie ladies who were originally trapped in the reeds.

  Attracted by the incense, they struggled to climb out of the mud pit and walked to Matthew.

  Matthew silently put on a boxing glove-like device on his right hand, and there was a short stick and a pole on the ground.

  During the night of the dead, he could not use spells or abilities, and could only rely on eloquence or force to make friendly contact with these undead.

  Even though Matthew asked himself to be amazingly charismatic, it is not ruled out that there will be undead who are full of malice towards him.

   Gloves, clubs and poles are for them.

  Matthew can't hurt them, he can only send them away.

   This may be the biggest difficulty in the ritual of Night of the Dead.

   Under Matthew's slightly nervous eyes, Miss Zombie slowly approached.

  A faint stench hit.

  Matthew's spirit is highly concentrated, this is the first time he has such close contact with an undead not controlled by him.

   This feeling reminded him of the scene when he first came into contact with the undead.

  I'm afraid that's how ordinary people feel when they see undead.

  Dangerous, dead, out of control... These labels are stacked together, it is really hard not to panic.

  The incense is rising.

   Another two zombies and a skeleton were found here.

  They stood in a row in front of Matthew's booth, as if they were all looking at the things on the ground.

"is there anything you like?"

  Matthew said calmly:

   "Everyone can choose one, but only one."

  The two zombie ladies picked out the lucky rabbit's foot and boar's umbilical cord respectively.

  The skeleton took the placenta of the goat in a daze.

   Of the remaining two zombies, one grabbed the lemure's eyeball and ran away.

The other one jumped in front of Matthew, his hands firmly grasped Matthew's shoulders, his rotten eyeballs were almost stuck on Matthew's face - a mouth full of yellow teeth, a mouth full of pus, a pungent smell, All these made Matthew couldn't help but explode.

   "I want to choose you! Hehehe!"

  The zombie is drooling and about to kiss Matthew.

   "Matthew, run! I'll blow him up for you!"

  Beside Bobo has already raised the red brick in his hand angrily.

  Matthew hurriedly turned back to stop:

"no!"

  Bobo's eyes widened in disbelief:

   "Then you will give him a kiss?"

   Matthew didn't have time to explain, he turned around and landed a sharp right hook on the zombie's jaw.

   However, the latter's head was as heavy as lead, and Matthew's punch only deflected the zombie's head a little.

  Matthew hurriedly picked up the short stick from the ground, and put it firmly on the zombie's stomach, so as to keep a certain distance from it.

  However, the strength of the zombie is too great, and Matthew will soon be exhausted.

   As soon as the zombie's belly hit, Matthew almost staggered and fell to the ground.

   "Hey hey hey! You can choose whatever you want!"

  The zombie threw the short stick aside, and rushed over with a strange smile.

  Seeing this, Matthew hurriedly yelled at the other undead who took his things:

   "This guy is ruining the reputation of you undead, are you just watching him make trouble?"

  The undead were stunned for a moment, as if they were thinking about what "the reputation of the undead" was.

  But soon, the two zombie ladies who came over first grabbed the perverted zombie by the neck.

  The two of them worked together to drag the perverted zombie out.

  Matthew wiped his sweat.

  Luckily, some undead were willing to help, otherwise he probably would have played hide-and-seek with that perverted zombie all night.

   But at this time.

   Matthew's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

   Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a huge figure slowly walking from the depths of the swamp.

  At that moment, Matthew's nerves were tense to the extreme.

because.

   That's an abomination!

I don't know what I ate to break my stomach. I have been running to the toilet in the morning. This chapter has a little less words, but there are 4700 words. Many readers are asking about adding more things. In fact, I have been updating 12,130 every day recently. , which is equivalent to the fourth update of 3K, don't just look at the number of chapters. In the evening, I will write the advanced content in one go, thank you for your support.

  (end of this chapter)

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