This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 2000 - 578 Dimension Shift_2

Coco clapped her hands and said:

"Welcome to the Arcane Wilderness!"

Matthew looked down at his reflection in the lake water, seeing a smiling face.

The smile was really too silly, wasn’t it?

He hurriedly patted his face.

But the smile at the corner of his mouth remained constant.

"The silly grin and madness of the fairies are indeed contagious..."

Matthew mused to himself.

The two continued forward.

Before long.

They discovered another group of red-crowned werewolves deep in the swamp.

This group had even more in number.

They were moving bodies one after another onto a large ship.

The ship was badly worn, the sides of the hull had obvious rot, and makeshift repairs on the bottom and sides made it look precarious.

"It seems they intend to transport all the bodies from the grassland to the other side using this ship."

After Matthew’s stern warning.

Coco finally knew to lower her voice:

"I told you long ago these werewolves are up to no good, they like stealing corpses!"

"Anyone who likes to toy with corpses is absolutely a villain!"

"Even we fairies know to avoid the dead when playing tricks!"

Matthew silently looked at her.

Then he shifted his gaze away.

He wasn’t concerned about the ship or the red-crowned werewolves themselves.

But rather that astonishing number of corpses.

"Those bodies clearly seem to have died recently, yet they lack spirituality, with only some residual branding, which is obviously not the mark of natural death..."

"These people... seem familiar?"

A flash of insight struck Matthew’s mind:

"Were they the ones killed by the Snake Mountain Sect?"

"Their souls were captured by Netherworld Soldiers, and their bodies were transported here by the red-crowned werewolves?"

"Is this a regular collaboration between them?"

"Or merely a coincidence?"

He even suddenly thought of more:

"The spellcaster organization created by Edmond is called the Snake Mountain Sect."

"The territory of the funeral snake is called the Demon Domain of Snake Mountain."

"Could these two also be in cahoots?"

If that were true.

Matthew could only turn around and flee.

If it were an ordinary legendary, Matthew felt he could handle it.

But if they were a legendary of the Alliance, he’d have to reconsider.

By the time it reaches Edmond’s level.

Maybe I’d better go back and plant trees for another few hundred years...

On the lakeshore.

The group of red-crowned werewolves didn’t take long to toss all the bodies into the ship’s hold.

They called out to each other as they pushed the ship away from the shore.

Though the ship looked tattered.

Once it entered the water, it was quite stable, floating peacefully on the lake’s surface.

Matthew and Coco sneaked into the unattended lower hold during the chaos.

Though magic could barely be used here.

He could still rely on some quickly effective enchanted items to evade the werewolves’ gaze.

After about thirty minutes.

The large ship bumped and jostled as it approached the shore.

Matthew and Coco took leave of the main group first, heading toward what seemed to be the nearby Tower of Exile.

"This tower is so tall, it’s so far away."

"Even though it looks almost in front of us, we’ve walked so long and there’s still quite a distance!"

On the way.

Coco complained while wiping sweat:

"I feel like I’m barely able to stay lively."

"This environment feels too oppressive."

"Oh no, am I going to be the first fairy to get depression!?"

She looked pitifully at Matthew.

However, Matthew remained unmoved.

He was simply focused and staring into the distance.

Due to being too engrossed in his gaze, Matthew’s flight paused, and he barely hovered in mid-air.

Coco was puzzled.

She followed Matthew’s gaze.

Suddenly.

She narrowed her eyes.

On the top of the tower, on a raised platform, she unexpectedly saw the figure of a frail elderly person wearing a long robe!

"Someone?"

Her big mouth was instantly covered by Matthew’s Pale Hand.

"Be quiet."

Matthew mouthed silently to her.

He quietly watched the frail old man.

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The wind blew fiercely.

The old man’s traditional robe was in tatters and clearly ill-fitting.

He didn’t seem to notice Matthew and Lulu.

He walked alone to the edge of the platform.

A few seconds later.

Matthew and Coco’s pupils couldn’t help but contract.

They saw the old man leap directly off the edge of the platform—

The old man’s body was as heavy as a boulder.

In an instant, he plummeted down.

Bang!

A faint sound was heard.

Matthew quickly ascended, gazing into the distance.

Vaguely.

He saw a blur of flesh and blood in a crimson area at the base of the tower.

That thing seemed to be the result of the elder jumping off the tower.

What concerned Matthew was.

He sensed a strong kinship from that blur of flesh and blood!

That was the domain of death!

That was the domain of negative energy!

That was...

The domain of the necromancer!

"What is that—"

Matthew’s eyelid twitched.

He saw a red crystal suddenly protruding above the flesh and blood.

The crystal didn’t look large, yet it exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Matthew slowly flew over.

But in less than twenty seconds.

The crystal suddenly sank down, and with a muffled sound, the crystal disappeared, and a baby covered in blood and filth crawled out from the viscera!

After the baby was born, it crawled towards the tower’s gate without looking back.

What was terrifying was.

The baby crawled at an alarming speed.

In the blink of an eye.

He vanished into the shadows at the base of the tower!

"Such terrifying malice, such pure negative energy."

"The ether here has been suppressed to the extreme, there’s almost no ether left in the air, so the negative energy must come from his body."

"Such a high-level negative energy entity, it even surpasses most Liches!"

Matthew was filled with vigilance.

He wanted to further observe the tower.

But at that moment.

A hysterical roar suddenly came from inside the tower.

Immediately following.

A massive suction surged out of the tower, drawing a large volume of air into it, causing intense high winds to rise around the tower.

Matthew was nearly swept away by that gale!

At the critical moment.

He was about to transform back into the Winded Dragon Wind God or Silver Dragon to stabilize himself.

But then.

Twelve beams of light suddenly flared up around the tower, shooting skyward.

Pale blue pillars pierced the sky, linking with each other to form a closed barrier.

This gradually calmed the wind.

But the roars within the tower were unabated!

The furious howls, filled with oppressed desperation and frustration at being unable to attain satisfaction!

Vaguely.

Matthew saw a shadow within the tower, resembling a dragon’s head!

"What on earth is that?"

Matthew couldn’t help but murmur to himself.

He hadn’t expected anyone to answer.

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from behind:

"It’s the Elite Soul of the ’Great Demon Dragon’, Dickens’s pet, once the ruler above the sky."

"The Twin Towers of Exile have sealed all spirituality and ether, which is a deadly torment for the highly addicted Great Demon Dragon. Even though it has become an Elite Soul, it cannot free itself from the infatuation with ether."

"Every few decades, spellcasters lured by various legends die under the greedy sucking of the Great Demon Dragon."

"Even though that little ether is just a drop in the bucket for it."

"It craves more... from a spellcaster like you."

Matthew immediately turned and bowed in greeting:

"Teacher."

Isabelle blinked and walked forward swiftly.

Matthew kept pace with her.

They came to the outside of the pale blue barrier.

"So the elder I just saw jumping off the tower was the previous city lord of Baiyan City, Dickens Ritz."

Matthew asked curiously:

"And farther in that tower, the one imprisoned must be Dania, The Nightmare, right?"

Isabelle nodded gently:

"This is their punishment for violating the taboo."

"Back then, they thought they could rest easy by shifting all the blame regarding the ’Ember Blood Crystal’ onto Hex..."

"They were too naive..."

Matthew was just about to ask more.

But Coco suddenly jumped out:

"Wow wow wow, is this pretty lady your lover?"

Before the words finished.

Isabelle’s hand already descended swiftly.

Smack!

The Great Fairy, half as tall as a human, was smacked flat like a paper!

"Amazing, how did I become flat?"

Coco, now a paper figure, marveled.

Isabelle looked at the equally astonished Matthew and asked:

"Want to learn?"

"I can teach you."

Matthew hesitated for a moment, then coughed and said:

"I already learned."

...

"Hint: Isabelle used ’Dimension Shift’ on Coco!

Your ’Extraordinary Wisdom’ is in effect!

You have partially learned ’Dimension Shift (Spell)’!"

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