A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Lorraine smiled.

" Writing the origin story for your weapon!

"I have to add enough details to make it look more real!"

Is that so?

Matthew thought about it and added,

"Actually, I didn't come all by myself.

"Sometimes, I'll ask the zombies to help."

Lorraine's eyes lit up, and he ran away with a pen and paper.

Matthew looked at his back as he left.

Matthew frowned slightly.

He felt that something was wrong.

However, it was time to work, so he did not have time to waste on Lorraine.

"I just dug up so many stones. I need to replenish my strength!"

He thought about it.

Matthew took out a glass of milk from his luggage and gulped it down.

"The taste of the milk is still average.

" When I go to the Floating City, remember to learn the Milk Tea Technique from Vivien!"

He thought about it.

He picked up the shovel again.

He walked towards the stone wall of the next tomb.

..

Six hours later.

In the fourth chamber on the second floor, the zombies were diligently transporting all the spoils of war up.

Myosacci was in charge of dispatching.

Phily, Peggy and the others were clearing the monsters.

Matthew's job was much simpler.

He only needed to maintain the domain and then count the spoils of war!

The first two levels were swept smoothly.

Matthew barely encountered any decent resistance.

The only accident was when a zombie accidentally ran into a sulfuric acid trap while moving rocks.

The extremely high concentration of acid corroded part of the zombie's body.

But that was all.

The corrosiveness of negative energy was indeed not as good as strong acid in the short term, but it was better on a longer time scale.

Therefore, most of the undead had a strong resistance to strong acid.

If it was a living person.

They had probably turned into a pool of sour water by now.

As for the tomb guards…

Even the female monster who led the group fled.

The remaining stinky fish and rotten prawns were naturally not a match for the skeletal dragon.

After settling these factors.

Matthew also had the advantage of numbers.

Naturally, it was extremely easy when sweeping.

He did a preliminary inventory. He had obtained a large number of stone materials and cultural relics on the first two floors, as well as priceless burial items.

The funerary objects were mainly made of gemstones, porcelain, and gold and silver.

This portion was worth more than three million gold coins.

This was because Prince Philip's other brother, who was buried in the second basement, was relatively poor.

It could only be said that tomb raiding was indeed a quick way to earn money!

Necromancers were the most suitable job for grave robbers.

Of course, the average necromancer couldn't summon hundreds of zombies at once like Matthew.

The cost was too high.

They couldn't afford it.

The next harvest was more than 30 spirit figurines.

Matthew had already asked someone to carefully transport these things to the cemetery. To him, this was the Undead Blind Box.

Although most of the spirit figurines were banshee-type units, the classification and functionality were different.

Matthew was looking forward to it.

Other than that, there were some magic books from the Troll Empire, as well as well-preserved magic tools.

Matthew skimmed through a few magic books.

Then, as expected, he was disappointed.

Just like what he knew, the magic books of the trolls were rather crude, and their spellcasting system was not perfect enough. In terms of power, they could not be compared to modern spells.

In the world of Aindor.

Ancient magic was far inferior to modern magic. The spells of the Goddess of Magic's era were inferior to the current Union spells, not to mention the ancient Troll spells.

After all, the spells of the Seven Saint Alliance were unleashed under the pressure of the gods.

In terms of quality, it was better than the old era in all aspects.

Take Fireball as an example.

If the power of Fireball in the Troll era was 1.0, in Isabelle's knowledge base, the fireballs that had been deduced to the extreme were all above 6.5 in power.

This did not even take into account the corresponding Supreme Magical Ability.

This world was constantly evolving.

Not just mages.

Even Warlocks, who were famous for their bloodline inheritance, were the same.

There were mages in the Alliance who had done research on this. The results showed that the power coefficient of the fireball spell of the kobold warlocks in the Age of Gods 'Enlightenment was about 1.1.

Meanwhile, the power of the fireballs of the self-awakened Kobold Warlocks was usually above 3.6.

This meant that the changes in the environment were also pushing the bloodline inheritors to adapt.

During the process of bloodline inheritance.

The power of a Warlock was also constantly being optimized and accumulated.

At least in the field of magic.

The phenomenon of Aindor's ancient and modern times was quite obvious.

These magic books could only be used as a historical reference, and their learning value was almost zero.

Matthew planned to donate it to a magic academy in the Alliance.

He would treat it as an increase in his reputation.

Other than that.

There were also four interesting items.

The first item was called " Deity Armor ". It was a full body armour made of a mysterious black metal.

This set of armour requires a Troll bloodline to wear.

Other than its outstanding basic attributes, the wearer could also burn his blood essence to enter the so-called " God State."

It was said that in the God state, the wearer could invite the God of God Poole's battle will to possess him, thereby obtaining invincible power.

Matthew thought that this thing might be useful when dealing with the trolls, so he put it away properly.

The second item was an inconspicuous and even somewhat dirty goblet.

This item was called the Holy Grail of Tainted Blood.

To be honest, after listening to Linden's introduction, Matthew was already a little sensitive to the word Holy Grail.

However, this cup should be more normal and have its own characteristics.

As long as you pour water into the cup.

In less than five minutes.

The water in the glass would turn into wine.

The taste of this wine was slightly sour, but it could enhance a small amount of spiritual power after consumption, which was quite rare!

After all, spiritual power determined the focus attribute.

Matthew planned to go back and dig a pool, fill it with clean water, and then throw the Holy Grail of Tainted Blood into it to see if he could mass produce this wine.

If possible.

This might become another way for him to make money.

After all, which mage didn't need mental strength?

The third item was the formula for the " Divine Potion ".

The main function of the Spirit Potion was to enhance the ability to move.

Matthew felt that it was useless.

But to be safe, he still kept it well.

The fourth item was called " Tamirun's Herbal Secrets ".

It looked like a book on herbs.

However, Matthew felt a wonderful power from it, and its nature was inclined towards evil.

..

[Hint: You have obtained Tamirun's Herbal Secrets. This is an enlightenment book from the Realm of Solitude.]

You can enter the domain of voodoo by reading this book in depth. Do you want to read it in depth?"

..

Only spellbooks required in-depth reading.

This book was obviously unusual.

Matthew did not open it for a long time, not because the voodoo domain had a bad reputation.

He was already a necromancer.

Naturally, he wasn't worried about adding insult to injury.

He could only sense that there was a very evil power in this book.

"To be safe, let's get Camela to appraise it first."

Matthew looked up.

At this moment.

His perception suddenly moved.

The Undead Contract told him that the Undead who was leading the charge had encountered someone!

Matthew immediately rushed over.

Two minutes later.

Outside a narrow room at the entrance of the third floor.

Matthew saw a group of mercenaries.

It was his colleagues from Swordwinter.

They seemed to have had an argument with someone.

The reason was that they wanted to enter the room, but a tall figure stood at the door of the room and stopped them.

"If you want to go in, you have to answer one question of mine.

"If the answer is correct, you can get what you want.

"If your answer is wrong, you will be killed by me.

"For you, retreating now is the best choice."

The tall figure with the sphinx's face stopped the tomb raiders of Sword Winter and said indifferently.

Matthew's interest was piqued.

Isn't this the Sphinx?

Shouldn't this guy be working in his cemetery?

Why do you still have time to come here to work part-time?

..