A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

In the beginning.

Matthew could only make one ball in a minute. Later on, he gradually adapted to the rhythm of cutting and kneading and could make one in half a minute.

Later on.

He could make one in almost fifteen seconds.

However, in order to increase the production efficiency of the Death Plague Sphere, Matthew still pulled all the free Contract Undead over to rub the balls with him.

Under the cover of the Death Canopy, these elite undead were brimming with soul fire and spiritual energy. They could be used as production assistants.

Matthew only taught them a little.

They learned it quickly.

What was even more amazing was that…

They were all dead spirits, so they were not afraid of the four pestilences and four poisons, so their efficiency was actually higher than Matthew's.

In the end.

Apart from Olorin, who was sleeping well, and Vasnov, who was searching for Lance's spiritual source, Matthew's underlings entered a team-building activity where all of them rubbed the balls together.

Under their collective efforts.

Matthew quickly obtained 1024 balls of the Death Plague!

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"Death Plague Sphere (Child-sphere): A creature that contains a poisonous frog, viper, wasp, scorpion, fly, rat, mosquito, cockroach, and any other negative energy.

You can place the Plague of Death in a specific area, causing pollution to the surrounding area and spreading toxins, plagues, and negative energy!

[Each Death Plague Sphere can affect an area with a diameter of 300 - 500 meters.]

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"Done."

Matthew walked out of the basement with his underlings and rubbed his sore shoulders. His face was flushed.

With this batch of Death Plague Balls.

Whether it was New Moon Mountain or Night Angel City, it was impossible for them to reach his undead army!

As expected.

No matter what he did, he had to consult an expert.

Coincidentally, Matthew received a letter from New Moon Mountain!

This letter was written in the name of the Evil Spirit Overlord of the New Moon Mountain, Orse. The handwriting was very elegant.

"Negotiate?

"The local evil spirits are quite polite…"

Matthew sneered after reading it.

No matter what, the poison he had previously poisoned had killed many people from New Moon Mountain. The grudge had already been formed, but the other party had not mentioned a word about it in the letter, as if this matter had never happened.

If Matthew was a Legendary mage…

There was a reason for the other party to do so. After all, the pressure and deterrence of the legendary necromancer was enough for the New Moon Mountain to swallow their anger.

But Matthew was not.

The other party's humble tone made it seem like they had ill intentions.

"The deception of the astral world seems to be a little too straightforward… Read latest chapters at empire

"Or are all evil spirits like this?"

Matthew was puzzled.

However, after thinking for a moment, he still agreed to the negotiation request in the letter.

Matthew and the lord of the New Moon Mountain had agreed to negotiate at the Ancient Demon Lake, which was the lakeside where Matthew had previously poisoned them.

The time was set for an hour after the next sunset.

Neither side could have more than five people present.

Matthew's train of thought was very simple.

He originally had to choose between New Moon Mountain and Night Angel City to strike first. Now that someone had taken the initiative to come to his door, it was equivalent to helping him avoid the trouble of choosing.

Although there were many astral humans on New Moon Mountain, Matthew did not have the slightest sympathy for them.

Since they had chosen to become dogs for the Evil Spirits and slaughter the natives of the Sampan Plane, it was reasonable for them to bear the hatred of the natives now.

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The next day.

By the Ancient Demon Lake.

The Evil Spirit Overlord Hodges and his favourite concubine Gulixiati stood side by side.

The two of them were wearing very ordinary casual clothes, but the various equipment and weapons under the casual clothes were already full.

Just as Matthew was puzzled.

The schemes of the astral plane were sometimes so straightforward.

It wasn't that Gulixiati couldn't come up with more complicated schemes, but sometimes, it was easier to get straight to the point!

At least from past experience.

Gulixiati's suggestions almost never failed.

But Hodges still looked hesitant.

"Isn't it too risky for us to do this?"

Gulixiati smiled.

"How is it risky?

"I believe that guy named Matthew must be an excellent necromancer, but there is some basic logic that a person can't change no matter how excellent he is.

" For us, Matthew's greatest reliance is nothing more than the Death Canopy and his summoned creatures. The negotiation location we chose was far away from the Death Canopy, and we also set a limit on the number of people we could negotiate with.

"Forgive me for being blunt, but if this can't do anything to Matthew, then it means that we can't win this war ourselves!"

Hodges nodded and muttered,Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"You're right.

"That makes sense."

But in the next second.

His eyes suddenly turned white!

Five seconds later.

Hodges gasped as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"No, no, let's go!"

Gulixiati looked at him in confusion.

"Why?

"Didn't you go to Father to pray for strength just now?"

Hodges 'face was as white as a sheet of paper. Evil Spirits did not sweat. If he could, he would probably be sweating profusely now.

"Father just rejected me!

"He told me to run!"

Gulixiati was stunned.

Hodges' father was the Evil Spirit Lord, Omadochi. He was a big shot in the astral world, the kind that was on equal footing with the God of Midnight.

Even he said to run away…

"Let's go!"

Gulixiati said decisively.

However, it was too late for them to escape.

Not far away.

A young man wearing a mage robe and a dust mask stepped on a tombstone and rushed over like lightning!