This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 1823 - 506_2

Logically speaking,

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Matthew had to exert significant effort to summon undead from the material world or the negative energy plane to Storluk Planet.

At least, there was absolutely no time for him to set up the Star Realm Portal just after the battle had ended.

But Matthew had the Sampan Plane in his hands!

This plane was like a sampan that could travel back and forth between the material world and the astral world!

After the Great Tear,

the Sampan Plane was not damaged but instead became even more "soulful" after losing its restraints.

Matthew was able to greatly control the direction of the Sampan Plane through the Eight Extreme Celestial Instrument and the Wings of Wind.

This was precisely why.

He used that plane as a super springboard to transport military forces from the material world to the astral world.

In one fell swoop, he gathered over fifty thousand undead!

As soon as these undead landed, they scattered across the surface of Storluk Planet under the command of their respective leaders.

Matthew’s instruction to them was to occupy the bases that Storluk Industries had evacuated.

As for how many objectives could be achieved,

he did not know.

Anyway, capturing one was better than none!

"Undead?"

The general’s voice carried a hint of taunting,

"No matter how many undead you have, they’re just cannon fodder."

Matthew’s response was quite calm,

"Cannon fodder or not, why don’t you come and find out for yourself?"

"You don’t think this is all the military strength I have, do you?"

"I can honestly tell you, if I wish, I could cover the entire Storluk planet with undead and negative energy!"

Matthew was not boasting with this statement.

In the past six months,

the number of deaths across the Multiverse had surged.

He had also secretly accumulated a large number of dormant soldiers,

Compared to that,

the increase in the number of undead from the Fear of Death Graveyard was actually the smallest.

The majority came from Philolius’s territory in the Six Ring Lands—

At least 60% of this temporarily summoned Undead Army came from Philolius’s territory.

After becoming legendary, the latter had not slackened

but kept expanding his territory. Now, he was the unquestionable king in the Six Ring Lands and had over a hundred thousand undead under his command.

Even so,

Phily’s loyalty to Matthew remained as strong as ever.

With just one command from Matthew,

not only did he lead the charge, but he also sent his elite bone dragon army and the newly formed Feathered Dragon Army to the front lines!

Watching the bone dragon army on the ground forming a black line,

and the negative energy feathered dragons swiftly soaring through the sky,

the general and Glacia, after their initial astonishment, finally took Matthew’s intentions to interfere with this planet seriously!

"As long as there is death, I will not lack loyal soldiers."

"As long as I am here, this planet will no longer be at your mercy."

Matthew arrogantly declared Storluk’s sovereignty to both parties:

"From now on,"

"this is my planet!"

Glacia smirked with rage:

"Very well,"

"then prepare for war!"

The general coldly said,

"Your madness is truly astonishing."

"A mere small mage, not yet legendary, with the strength surpassing that of his peers due to various adventures, actually fancies that he can conquer a planet all by himself?"

Matthew straightforwardly retorted,

"Who said I was going to conquer this planet all by myself?"

He then looked towards Lutisia:

"I think the Suki Kingdom would be more than happy to join my camp."

Lutisia had already returned to her normal form, but faint yellow spots still remained on her cheeks.

Hearing this,

she replied without hesitation,

"Of course."

"As long as I can turn part of Storluk into the territory of the Tenth Purgatory, I would be glad to do so!"

Sif didn’t speak,

but her eyes shone with bright starlight as she looked at Matthew.

"The allies you’ve found are already on a downward spiral..."

Glacia’s taunt was not yet finished,

when Matthew smiled and said,

"Aside from the Suki Kingdom and Alistair, I have other allies."

"Don’t forget,"

"I am still a member of the Seven Saint Alliance!"

As soon as his words fell,

a fleet of strange spaceships suddenly appeared in the distant sky!

The design of those spaceships was different from the popular models in the astral world, but they were much faster!

Very soon,

one of the spaceships arrived at the negotiation site.

A spellcaster of elegant demeanor made his way down from above.

Before he came close,

the general and Glacia had recognized the identity of the newcomer—

"Black Gold pirate?"

"Devil Butcher?"

And Matthew, with a smile on his face, stepped forward for an enthusiastic embrace:

"I just knew you would be interested in this deal."

"It’s been a while."

"Mr. Alexander."

The man in question was the former warden of Black Suo Mount, who now, in both the astral world and purgatory, had gained quite a reputation as the leader of the Black Gold Unit.

Under his command, the unit had been taking over territory after territory in the outer planes, and by now, it had grown a hundredfold in size.

Even though the majority of his subordinates were of mixed quality,

Alexander’s management skills were exceptional, and as long as he was present, the Black Gold Unit never descended into chaos.

"You should have gotten in touch with me sooner."

"I’ve gathered quite a few good things in the past half year, perfect for a trial run on a new battlefield."

Alexander, with a smile on his face, half-complained:

"So, purgatory or ironclads, where do we start?"

"I’ll say this now, if my unit earns more credit in the fight, I want a bigger share of the profits from the development of this planet!"

Matthew agreed, laughing.

Alexander’s arrival had bolstered his forces, and their previous collaborations had always been enjoyable—Matthew, of course, knew how to reciprocate.

In this age where outer planes were frequently collapsing,

a comparatively stable planet like Stuluck was an exceedingly rare and cherished resource.

As long as one could firmly keep hold of it,

it would be an endless source of benefits.

For Matthew, who was currently positioned, a little more or a little less wasn’t so important.

"Black Gold pirates, undead army, and the Suki Kingdom..."

"It doesn’t seem so much like a rabble after all."

Glacia’s tone became much more serious:

"I admit you have more chips for negotiation..."

Seeing the change in the other party’s tone,

Matthew cut her off directly:

"I told you, I’m not here for negotiations; this is my planet."

"If you’re not happy with that, then let’s fight!"

"If only death and destruction can wake you up, then I’m more than happy to accompany you on your journey."

Glacia’s voice utterly transformed:

"Very well!"

"I will make you regret uttering those words!"

"Within three days, I’ll rip out your soul and have you begging at my feet!"

After her words fell,

the black cat with goat horns exploded with a bang, turning into segments of blood-drenched intestines.

And the golem on the other side broke off all connections.

Alexander’s smile quickly faded from his face.

Lutisia, too, looked as though she was bracing for a formidable enemy.

Everyone knew

the real battle was on a hair trigger.

Nervousness was inevitable.

Only Matthew’s face remained calm, his mood unperturbed.

He had, in fact, been long prepared to face a war—

The Chaos Storm that had disrupted Canning City was still not quite enough for Matthew.

He yearned for a more intense Chaos Storm.

And then to end it with his own hands!

He had come to a clear conclusion.

Every legendary necromancer was forged atop a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

If the Undead Calamity on the Sampan Plane was a prelude,

then this protracted war on Stuluck would be the climax of his ascent to the pinnacle with his undead army!

Only from within death

could one find the Path of Undying that transcended all creation!

War.

Chaos.

Death.

Order.

Those things that seemed ethereal and elusive at times, yet followed a certain pattern, cycling endlessly.

That was his Legendary Path!

"Down south, towards Barthor Purgatory, a large number of demons have appeared!"

"Wait!"

"Why are they retreating again?"

A hint of confusion flickered in Alexander’s eyes.

It was at that moment

that Matthew suddenly saw a middle-aged spellcaster appear beside Alistair.

His pupils contracted slightly.

That was—

"Holy Mage Link?"

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