A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

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In the Death Curtain.

An indomitable phantom suddenly took shape. It was a slender figure covered in a black cloak.

His face had a beak that resembled a crow's, and his eyes were sometimes dark green and sometimes scarlet.

His upper body was above the greyish-black clouds, and he would slowly walk around the Death Curtain from time to time.

His eyes were extremely cold, giving off a domineering aura.

"Is this the projection of the Grim Reaper?"

Matthew tried to communicate with the projection, but he could not get any feedback.

Soon, he realized.

This projection only had a very small amount of spirituality. It could not represent the consciousness of the Death God. It was probably just that the Undead Calamity had triggered some laws in the Death Domain, thus triggering the resonance of the Death God's will.

This kind of projection was similar to a phenomenon. Its effects were limited, but it was excellent in terms of intimidation.

Matthew glanced at the data panel.

The arrival of the God of Death's projection increased the probability of instant death by about 1%.

At the same time.

It also greatly increased the frequency of instant death.

The creatures in the Death Curtain had to undergo an instant death check every half a minute.

Once the exemption failed, one could be deprived of life and turn into an undead.

And now.

This frequency was increased to once every 20 seconds, three times a minute.

This was actually a very terrifying increase.

The accumulation of instant death judgment could easily lead to a qualitative change.

Matthew judged.

With the current strength of the Death Curtain, even a strong warrior would find it difficult to withstand it!

In comparison.

The Drakonid Lord Cossack was indeed worthy of the title of Elite Legend.

This guy's combat strength was actually very strong.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

If it were any other necromancer, they would have been killed by him.

One had to know that the other party was fighting Matthew with the Death Curtain.

At the final moment.

He even withstood the Death Curtain, Reaper's Curse, Moonfire, Pale Hand, and Death God's Touch for more than 20 seconds!

If it wasn't for Orse's sword that was filled with negative energy piercing through his heart, Cossack might be able to stall for a while longer!

This was enough to show how strong his physique was!

In fact.

Matthew also knew very well that it was Orse's sword that had crushed the last straw in Cossack's heart.

It was difficult to maintain one's rationality in a crisis.

Not to mention that Cossack had been blessed with the Angel's Hymn at that time, so he was in a relatively reckless state.

The moment he saw the tip of the sword was not the moment when Cossack was at his most desperate.

What truly destroyed his belief in survival was still Orse's apathetic face.

The deaths and rebellions of acquaintances often created greater fear.

When the accumulated fear exceeded the threshold that he could bear.

His faith would collapse.

And faith.

It was the most important weapon against necromancers!

"Only the spark of hope and undying hot blood are the only ways to fight against death…"

Matthew stood there quietly.

The death of Cossack made him feel a little emotional.

He did not need to look at the data panel to know.

He had already grasped a trace of the elements of death. As long as he followed the clues, he would have a chance to enter this domain!

Unfortunately, that feeling was fleeting.

Very quickly.

A loud clamour rang in his ears.

With the sneak attack of the bone dragon army and the full pressure of the undead, the temporary front line of the southern market completely collapsed.

The Astral Drakonids, who had some fighting spirit, lost all will to resist after Cossack's death and the descent of the projection of the Grim Reaper.

Everyone fled to the north like crazy.

Before the undead army could even attack.

A large-scale stampede and collision occurred at the entrance of the market.

The Drakonids that Rose had sent out earlier had just recruited some soldiers from the north as reinforcements.

However, before they could enter the market, they collided with a large number of deserters who rushed out from the entrance.

When the fear began to erupt.

No one could tell what exactly happened inside.

Everyone could only see the chaos and despair in front of them.

It was as if they were being carried away by a black torrent, and they were involuntarily pushed into an unknown distance.

They opened their mouths wide and wanted to shout, but they found it difficult to even breathe.

In the dark world, the starlight was completely blocked.

Only the black and white coloured blocks painted everything on the ground.

Brutal Dragon Town seemed to be playing a noisy pantomime.

Everyone was fleeing.

They were like panicking beasts, finding a direction, exerting all their strength, and then losing their will in confusion.

Immediately after.

They calmed down.

Or rather…

They obtained eternal peace.

Matthew stood above the Death Curtain and looked down at the entire Brutal Dragon Town.

The Undead Calamity had already washed away one-third of the town like a flood.

It was only a matter of time.

He closed his eyes patiently.

Three hours later.

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[Hint: You have destroyed Brutal Dragon Town!]

You have killed 24789 astral creatures!

Your Undead Calamity has controlled 11473 Undead!

The remaining corpses were still slowly transforming…

Because you created an Undead Calamity and destroyed a small town, your Legend Rating +3 (Sampan Plane/Astral World)

The astral creatures who escaped from Brutal Dragon Town are spreading the news of the evil crimes you have committed.

Very quickly.

The sampan plane and even the entire astral world will know of your actions!

You have obtained a new title: " Despicable Matthew "!

[Despicable Matthew: This is a high praise from the astral creatures. When you walk in the astral world, you will gain more respect.]