A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 106: I Had Already Guessed That You Were a Fellow Cultivator!

Translator: Lonelytree

[Undead who work for free is too cute!]

[With this method, you can promise a sky-high salary. Since they’ll forget about it, why not make it as preposterous as you can?] [I’m really a genius! Praise me, praise me!]

[Sigh, even if you praise me, I won’t be able to hear it. J

[I’m an idiot.]

[Ferlog is completely unwilling to talk to me.]

[I’m really an idiot.]

[I’m leaving. The legend of the Winged Serpent God is indeed fake. I’m really stupid. After the ascension of the Heavenly Palace, how can there be a true god in the secular world? If I want to secure some divinity, I might as well go to the outer planes to find demons!]

[Perhaps I can try to become a god myself, but if I become a god now, will I be exiled by the laws left behind by the Calamity Mage?]

[Sigh, if only I had connections with the Calamity Mage.]

[I left some interesting things in the swamp. If you have any companions, you can go and get them, but I can’t guarantee that you won’t die.]

– -Your forever Spirit Girl, Dania.]

After reading it, Matthew had a curious expression.

It seemed that the legendary necromancer in the depths of the swamp was a woman. Some clues from before made Matthew think of Ursul, but Ursul had died long ago.

Dania should be another powerful necromancer.

The secret message she left on the nameplate was cheerful, which seemed to be inconsistent with the gloomy image of a necromancer, but Matthew knew that this was the norm.

It was precisely because they had to deal with gloomy undead that they would be so lively when dealing with other necromancers.

He was somewhat interested in the things that Dania had left behind, but he still had to deal with the Soul of the Rainforest, who was furious.

Matthew put away the nameplate, then found the corpse of the black-backed gnoll and began to summon the zombies.

There was no point in leaving now. No matter where they went, they would be attacked by the strongest beasts recruited by the Soul of the Rainforest.

If that were the case, Matthew would definitely choose the stronger zombies instead of the skeletons to prepare a defensive counterattack.

Moonlight shone down as he chanted.

Under the strange gazes of Old Lucky and Lorraine, the Silver Moon, Blackback Gnolls, and Zombie stood up one by one.

The Tree Skin Spell and Holy Moon Armor on their bodies were dazzling.

However, neither Old Lucky nor Lorraine asked.

They just silently accompanied Matthew, waiting for the next wave of ferocious beasts to attack.

The night passed quickly.

The expected full-scale encirclement did not come. Matthew only encountered a few sporadic attacks. He did not need to do anything. Soldier alone could resolve them.

In the morning.

The rainforest was gradually covered with dark clouds.

The dull sound of thunder came from the sky as if thousands of people were beating drums in the clouds.

The atmosphere on the ground became more and more oppressive.

Matthew knew that the Soul of the Rainforest was exerting pressure on him by controlling the environment.

The real attack had yet to arrive.

It wanted to use all kinds of methods to make him bow his head.

Unfortunately, Matthew had already figured out The Soul of Rainforest’s temper.

It was impossible for him to lower his head.

The only thing he could do now was to fight until the soul of the rainforest submitted its will!

In the afternoon.

More and more ferocious beasts gathered around the highland.

Most of the ferocious beasts were still watching.

However, there were also a few who could not hold back and had conflicts with Matthew.

After a few rounds of fierce battle.

The beasts suffered heavy losses, but Matthew became more and more courageous as he fought. He had just come to the rainforest and was already lacking material. With creatures throwing themselves at him, the number of undead he ruled grew.

That’s why.

For the entire afternoon, the chanting on the high ground did not stop.

At dusk.

He looked at the densely packed undead figures at the edge of the highland.

The surrounding ferocious beasts all stopped.

[Hint: You have summoned a Silvermoon Zombie Tiger with the Undead

Summoning Spell!]

[Current Zombies: 56/Skeletons: 22]

Matthew was actually not very satisfied with this number. He still had mana and negative energy left, so he could summon more.

However, the beasts that lived in the rainforest all year round were not fools.

After seeing the first wave become the necromancers’ puppets, these tigers, leopards, crocodiles, and snakes did not dare to approach.

However, they did not go far. Instead, they hid nearby as if waiting for an opportunity.

Matthew was also very calm.

He would seize every interval between the ferocious beasts’ attacks to rest.

For example, now.

Crackling!

The bonfire in the middle of the highland was emitting black smoke.

The rainforest had a humid climate, and this was the scene of wet firewood burning.

Originally, Old Lucky did not allow them to start a fire in the forest, saying that doing so would attract real ferocious beasts, but now it clearly did not matter.

Looking at the dense crowd of undead around them, the two of them had a clear understanding of Matthew’s strength.

“So, if I want to deal with a necromancer like you, do I have to kill you in one fell swoop? If we just send people to encircle and suppress you, would we be providing you with help instead?”

Beside the fire, Lorraine was holding his booklet. He would occasionally glance at it and occasionally chat with Matthew.

Matthew nodded. “As long as they don’t exceed the necromancers’ threshold, then the necromancers are the least afraid of human wave tactics. The more powerful the necromancer is, the more so.”

“I will remember your words and write them into my works in the future.. Yes,

Braveheart Matthew once said that necromancers are fearless!”