A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 560: Emissary of the Underworld

Translator: Lonelytree

After lunch in the cemetery.

Matthew rode Oli and quietly flew south.

Pegasi had a unique stealth ability during the day.

This gave Matthew a great sense of security when he travelled.

Oli was very fast.

Not long after.

He saw the trading post near the southern border.

However, the current trading station was completely different from what Matthew had seen before.

The previous order was no longer there.

Matthew saw a large group of refugees around the trading station.

These people had built camps and tents around the trading post, and they surrounded it tightly.

No wonder, on the road slightly north, Matthew not only saw the temporary checkpoint but also many people from the garrison patrolling nearby.

It could only be said that the war had a huge impact on the surrounding territories.

Most of these refugees came from the golden fertile fields in the south. After the latter was ravaged by the Red Mountain army, it was said that it had become a purgatory on earth. The situation was unbearable.

No living person dared to stay on that land.

What was worth mentioning was…

Matthew had heard that Howard was the leader among the merchants who had businesses in the southern trading post. They had organized the construction of a refugee camp. It was said that they had asked the Council of Five for money for this camp.

Matthew looked down from the sky.

He found that the so-called refugee camp could only accommodate a small number of people. Most of the people were still gathered in the surrounding areas, and even the most basic survival needs could not be guaranteed.

Looking at the emaciated refugees, Matthew was filled with emotion.

He suddenly understood why Zeller had to work overtime overnight. ” The territory of Rolling Stone Town can’t support so many people.”

Matthew suddenly recalled what Little Patton had said.

A trace of gloom flashed across his heart.

He did not stay above the Southern Trade Station for too long.

Instead, he continued to fly south.

They entered the golden fertile field.

Matthew flew along the road, searching for villages or settlements that were originally inhabited.

However, there was only silence left on this land.

Red Mountain’s army was extremely brutal.

They only wanted food, not people.

As they plundered and slaughtered, a large portion of the population of the Golden Fertile Plains died under the blade of the Red Dragon Overlord.

Matthew and Oli landed in the square of a village.

Most of the buildings in the village had been burned down by the flames.

There were only hundreds of charred corpses left in the square.

These corpses were not completely burned. Most of them still had bones, and a few even had rotten flesh.

Matthew walked over.

A few carrion-eating birds were immediately scared away.

He looked at the unburied bones and shook his head silently.

After making a mark in the village.

Matthew continued to fly south.

At sunset.

Matthew had already found seven human settlements of various sizes.

None of these seven places were alive.

The corpses of three villagers were gathered together, and there were signs of burning.

The remaining four places were left to their own devices.

Corpses were strewn all over the village.

Many of them were already rotten beyond recognition.

Midsummer night.

Matthew was walking on the pier of Red River Town.

There were bloated corpses floating on the surface of the water.

The corpses on the shore were piled up like a mountain.

A nauseating rancid smell filled the air.

Matthew’s plague domain had sounded the alarm several times. He had no choice but to activate the domain to resist the disease that was spreading in the air.

In a corner of the pier.

Matthew saw a male corpse in a strange posture.

There was a spear stuck in his back, and his body was curled up like a lobster.

Matthew flipped him over.

Plop.

The male corpse rolled to the side, and the end of the spear supported his body in a triangle.

It also shook off the baby, who had been dead for many days in his arms.

At that moment.

Matthew shuddered.

He could feel a huge resentment brewing above the dock.

If it was not handled.

This place would definitely give birth to extremely terrifying and evil undead creatures.

However, no matter how strong these grievances were.

It would definitely not be able to threaten a Red Dragon that had been around for many years.

They might even become his ghost army.

Thinking of this.

Matthew no longer hesitated.

As he quickened his pace in the town, he began to scatter the negative energy stone powder in every corner.

In order to increase efficiency.

Matthew summoned Soldier and the others to help.

In some places, there were many dead people.

He would even throw down a whole piece of negative energy stone.

Very quickly.

Most of the area in the town was stirred up by a slight negative energy vortex.

Under Matthew’s guidance.

Some of the more intelligent corpses even showed signs of natural corpse transformation!

Matthew was not in a hurry.

He calmly summoned a group of zombies and placed tombstones in all directions of the town.

These tombstones had the aura of a cemetery.

To a certain extent, it could reduce the pressure on Matthew to cast spells.

After completing a series of preparations.

When he looked up, the sky was already filled with stars.

Matthew rode on the Golden Pegasus and galloped through the streets.

He began to chant loudly.

In order to increase the efficiency of his spellcasting, Matthew even used Suria’s incantation.

Even though his level was very average.

However, the chanting time of this ritual spell was more than 20 minutes. Overall, it could save a lot of time.

Along with Matthew’s chanting.

One by one, the corpses stood up in a daze under the support of the negative energy.

They didn’t have any soul fire on them.

This meant that they had not become undead.

However, under the effect of the ritual spell.

The corpses began to move.

Matthew rode Oli around Red River Town.

Under his chanting.

More and more corpses stood up and followed behind the Pegasus.

Two hours later.

The exhausted Matthew left Red River Town.

At this moment, behind him.

There was an army of corpses!

In the darkness.

The Golden Pegasus emitted a bright radiance.

It was like a bright lamp.

She guided the long, winding line of corpses slowly towards Rolling Stone Town.

[Hint: You have used the ritual spell ” Return in Cold Night ‘

The corpse that you have awakened will walk slowly until you reach your final destination.

During this period, some of the corpses may turn into zombies. Please handle them carefully.]

Return in Cold Night was the Necromancer’s version of the herding of the dead.

Matthew couldn’t turn these corpses into his own undead one by one.

But he couldn’t just watch them die in the wilderness.

Therefore, it was the best choice to send them to the cemetery first.

Matthew did not lack corpses now.

These corpses would be buried when they arrived at the cemetery, becoming the reserve of the undead.

Just Red River Town alone.

There were more than a thousand corpses.

This was something worth celebrating for any Necromancer.

Matthew sat on Oli’s back and looked back at the muddle-headed corpses.

It was as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart!

He headed north.

He walked slowly for 20 to 30 kilometres.

When they arrived at the next village.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead.

Matthew stopped in his tracks.

That person was covered in a pitch-black cloak.

He carried a huge sickle on his back.

He was like the legendary Grim Reaper.

“Hello, Mr. Matthew.

“We finally meet.

Let me introduce myself. I am Viscount Fan.”

A deep male voice came from the cloak.

[Warning: You have encountered Viscount Fan, the Emissary of the

Underworld (Legendary Creature)! ]