This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 2004 - 580 Matthew’s Potential_2

In the end,.

He had no choice but to reluctantly undo Coco’s Silence Technique, then rolled the Great Fairies into a scroll for easy carrying.

During the rolling process,.

Coco was still ranting:

"Don’t touch! No! That’s the place for peeing..."

Matthew shouted angrily:

"Do you pee with your mouth?"

"Is it your mouth?"

"Strange, why am I suddenly so sensitive..."

Coco’s eyes shifted:

"That chick just now was really impressive, I support you taking her down!"

"But honestly, you were too gentle and respectful facing her, sometimes you need to be tougher with women, understand?"

"You need to show your tough side, just like I did to Daredevil."

"Women, after all, are meant to be conquered."

Matthew retorted:

"Do you understand women?"

Coco shouted:

"I am a woman!"

"My words are persuasive, aren’t they?"

Matthew swiftly took out a red thread and tied the "Coco Scroll," casually hanging it at his waist:

"No, you’re a Banshee."

"And that lady just now is the Heavenly Mage closest to a calamity."

"The gap between you is even greater than the gap between us..."

After speaking.

The wall of wind ahead gradually dissipated.

Matthew advanced quickly, soon reaching the base of the Tower of Exile.

Standing on the hillside and gazing at the Tower of Exile.

An overwhelming feeling surged toward him.

Pale King Dickens and the Elite Soul of the Demon Dragon stood atop the tower platform.

They looked down at Matthew.

The youth-like Dickens had eyes full of disdain and disgust:

"Clearly a necromancer, yet content to be the Alliance’s dog!"

"Ridiculous! Fool!"

"Come on, I’ll be waiting at the top of the tower for you, if you want to kill me, it won’t be easy..."

Swoosh!

Three spirit blades formed by mental power shot down from the tower top.

The three blades formed a triangular formation.

Not only did they lock onto Matthew’s body, but they also blocked his retreat.

At the critical moment.

Matthew’s figure suddenly thrust forward half a step!

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Three spirit blades stabbed into the hillside behind him.

Piercing three bottomless small holes in the dirt!

Bang!

Matthew silently dropped a gravestone.

The next second.

In Dickens’ dissatisfied and surprised gaze.

Matthew decisively turned and walked away!

He flew towards another Tower of Exile!

"Come back!"

"Coward!"

Dickens on top of the tower shouted angrily.

The Demon Dragon beside him roared along.

Yet Matthew couldn’t be bothered to pay attention.

Under Dickens’ gaze, which seemed ready to swallow him alive, Matthew leisurely flew away.

This instantly left Dickens and the Demon Dragon’s accumulated momentum without a target.

"Ah!"

The decades-long anger and hostility could only turn into the lasting sound of roars and hisses.

Matthew’s figure gradually disappeared into the mist of the Bitter Water Swamp.

Dickens and the Demon Dragon were helpless.

After all.

This is the Alliance’s Sealing Ceremony Site.

They are ultimately just prisoners.

No matter how glorious they once were, the timing for choosing prisoners is still in Matthew’s hands.

"Hex once mentioned the side effects of the Ember Blood Crystal."

"It can indeed resurrect a person, granting immortality, but causes temporary memory loss after rebirth."

"According to Isabelle’s tone, Dania and Dickens here should have already consumed the Ember Blood Crystal."

"But Dickens clearly shows no signs of memory loss."

"This implies they have improved these side effects."

"Yet the Ember Blood Crystal should still have flaws; I can feel it amplifying the evil side of negative energy."

"As the former city lord of Baiyan City, Dickens, no matter how enraged, wouldn’t lack dignity like he does now; this must be an effect of the Blood Crystal."

"Moreover, after rebirth, Dickens’ aura is clearly restrained, yet his momentum is steadily increasing, suggesting some mechanism within; instead of confronting the enemy head-on in unknown circumstances, it’s better to gather intelligence first."

Matthew has never liked being led by the nose by the enemy.

Since the combat location can’t be changed.

At least the timing should be controlled by him.

What’s more, the Bitter Water Swamp holds another prisoner, Dania.

Matthew had once received a small favor from her—

The magic book that could instigate the Feast Sect Lodge to defect was left to him by Dania.

Matthew still held some affection for the former necromancer girl.

It wouldn’t hurt to go over and see her first.

If communication could be established, all the better.

With this thought in mind,

Matthew quickly flew towards another Tower of Exile with a Coco scroll in hand.

From the outside,

the two tall towers could be called the Twin Towers, visible simultaneously from outside the swamp, seemingly not far apart.

But in reality, there is quite a distance between these two towers.

Luckily, the flight speed of the little fairies wasn’t slow.

After flying for over an hour,

another Tower of Exile seemed to be not far away.

Upon reaching here,

the landscape felt even more familiar to Matthew.

Besides the towering Mage Tower,

it was as if the swamp in the rainforest had been transposed here in scale.

Matthew could even see similar species from the rainforest crawling in the swamp.

And scattered all over, the stark white bones.

The only regret was the absence of the faintly visible Jango people in the woods on the edge of the swamp.

Otherwise, it would truly give him a feeling of a dream returning to those days.

"This place isn’t much different, still so dead and lifeless."

Coco complained all the way.

Matthew could understand her feelings; such a low-density ether environment was indeed suffocating for fairies.

But Matthew had gradually gotten used to it during the flight.

He gradually regained his spellcasting abilities—

The ether concentration in the environment was very low.

So it wouldn’t hurt to draw from other places.

The energy stored in his body was one aspect.

Energy stones, scrolls, Demiplanes, even the ether stored in Lost Paradise could also support Matthew’s spells.

He also had guild spells at his disposal, and a whole Magic Pool providing energy for these spells.

All of these granted Matthew the ability to cast spells at the ceremonial field.

Which was also why he dared to challenge the Baiyan City spellcaster with such confidence.

However, the spells cast through these means, being unable to leverage the ether in the environment, and lacking the enhancement of supermodel abilities, would lose significant power.

Moreover, these spells essentially were consumables.

Matthew had to choose their use wisely.

"Actually, it’s not necessarily required to use spells to deal with a necromancer."

"My shovel isn’t dull either..."

Amidst his thoughts,

Coco, who was tucked under Matthew’s arm, suddenly exclaimed excitedly:

"There’s a huge footprint ahead!"

"Looks like there’s a corpse in the footprint too!"

"Wow, it’s smashed into peanut butter!"

Matthew had likewise sensed the anomaly ahead.

A strong sense of danger emanated from that massive footprint.

He flew over cautiously.

It was a colossal footprint over twenty meters long!

The footprint left a huge pit on the swampy ground.

Matthew saw the corpse Coco mentioned.

In such a gigantic footprint,

it looked like an easily overlooked speck, lying forlornly at the edge of the forefoot.

Only the perceptive fairies noticed it.

Many races could be so drawn to the footprint itself that they might fail to notice the corpse at first glance.

"Three toes?"

"Doesn’t resemble a gigantic humanoid, more like some kind of enormous bird..."

Matthew flew above the footprint.

As he concentrated on examining the footprint itself,

a faint breeze brushed past his ear.

At that moment,

Matthew’s hairs stood on end.

An unprecedented sense of crisis hit him, a slight prickling sensation already felt like a thorn in his back—

"Using the footprint’s impact and danger signal to draw attention."

"While the main body hides nearby, waiting to finish the assassination?"

"This was the signature assassination technique of Shadow Prairie!"

These thoughts flashed through Matthew’s mind like lightning.

And his body had already responded instinctively.

Bam!

The little fairy form was cancelled.

Matthew revealed his human form.

A powerful negative energy domain instantly unfolded.

The Domain Aura filled with resistance force rippled out.

But the assassin’s blade found a bizarre and cunning angle, bypassing the repulsion path of the resistance aura, and in the next moment, the blade was at Matthew’s back!

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"Warning: You have been attacked by the legendary assassin ’Dammon’..."

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