This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 201

Chapter 201: "World Peace" and the Breaker of Formations

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The cloud elf's deployment pod approached with great momentum, and Matthew quickly awakened the Oak Guardian, preparing for confrontation.

However, when it was about 500 meters above the ground, the descent speed of the pod suddenly slowed down.

A faint azure light lit up from the bottom of the deployment pod.

Matthew could recognize it as the emblem of Feather Fall Spell.

Under the blessing of Feather Fall Spell,

the deployment pod didn't crash violently into the oak forest.

Instead, it landed lightly in an open space north of the oak forest.

Matthew hurriedly approached,

followed by Obeest and the others.

When they reached the edge of the landing pod, the door had already opened, and a very slender humanoid creature walked out.

She was wearing a seemingly thin armor that reflected a fish-scale-like luster.

Her figure was even more slender and delicate than a dusk elf.

From the side,

she looked as thin as a sheet of paper, as if she could be blown away by the wind.

Undoubtedly,

she was a cloud elf.

"I am Amelia, the captain of the 13th squad of the World's Sorrow, entrusted by Ms. Popo Wilkins to come here. I presume you are Mr. Matthew."

The voice of the cloud elf was ethereal, and her tone was sweet, creating a noticeable contrast with her capable appearance.

"I am."

Matthew nodded, using his gaze to inquire about Amelia's background.

Amelia walked gracefully to Matthew and extended a hand.

Matthew shook hands with her, feeling that her hand was extremely cold, as if she had just come out of an ice cave.

When the cloud elf moved, her body differed from normal beings; she seemed to be walking or floating.

Gravity seemed to have no effect on them.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Matthew."

Amelia said with a smile,

"Ms. Popo highly values your assistance. Unfortunately, due to the war decree of the Seven Saints Alliance being officially announced, and some subsidiary agreements attached to this decree, our World's Sorrow forces cannot directly participate in surface wars. Therefore, after discussing with Ms. Popo, I decided to come here in a personal capacity to assist you in completing certain combat missions."

World's Sorrow?

Perhaps noticing the doubt in Matthew's eyes,

Amelia enthusiastically explained:

"World's Sorrow is the most powerful aerial force in Cloud City. Based on the deployment of many aerial bases and outer space orbits by the cloud elves above the Aendu sky, members of World's Sorrow can descend to any corner of this world at the first moment.

This force is a key cooperation project between Cyber Dragons and Cloud City.

Unfortunately, since the incident in the Cloud Ruins, conflicts have arisen between Cyber Dragons and Cloud City, and cooperation projects between the two sides have been terminated one by one.

Although World's Sorrow still maintains independence, many projects within the force have been forced to disband.

Otherwise, if Ms. Popo nods, I can mobilize at least three sky squads to assist in battle."

Matthew clicked his tongue inwardly.

He had known that Cloud City's civilization was extraordinary—previously, the cloud elves had displayed incredible technological prowess when chasing after Lorand.

But he didn't expect that in just a few days,

Popo had become an important figure in Cloud City?

Curious, Matthew asked,

"Isn't Popo a Cyber Dragon mechanic? Why did she join your Cloud City?"

Amelia explained:

"As I just mentioned, World's Sorrow is a cooperative project between Cyber Dragons and Cloud City.

Ms. Popo has not become a member of Cloud City; she is only working for World's Sorrow.

And the current deputy commander of World's Sorrow is Lady Holkins, the president of the Holkin Sisters Association.

Back then, Ms. Popo entered Cyber Dragons under the arrangement of Lady Holkins.

Now, she has returned to Lady Holkins' side."

Matthew nodded and didn't continue to pry.

Regardless of whether what the other party said was true, at least the attitude of this cloud elf was very good.

There was no reason for Matthew to shut her out.

And the next moment,

when the cloud elf took out a pitch-black suitcase from the deployment pod and handed it to Matthew,

he almost believed Amelia's words.

The suitcase was heavy,

and a huge sense of crisis emanated from the inside.

In that instant,

Matthew's hairs stood on end.

"This is 'World Peace' No. 1, the latest work of Ms. Popo."

"It is equivalent to the effect of ten Level 5 Plasmic Energy spells stacked and exploded. This is the remote control; please be sure to keep it safe."

"Oh, by the way, this World Peace comes with an additional voice-activated spell. The moment you press the remote control, please be sure to shout the word 'World Peace.' Otherwise, this bomb may become unstable."

Feeling the familiar taste in silence,

Matthew's arm couldn't help but tremble.

He had many complaints in his heart, so he couldn't help but ask:

"What do you mean by an unstable situation? Won't the bomb explode?"

Amelia cautiously replied:

"I'm not sure, but based on my understanding of mechanics, this may cause the bomb's power to strictly exceed the limits—meaning it will explode even more powerfully."

In Matthew's mind, it made sense for World Peace to have the power to restrain the bomb.

So he couldn't help but ask a second question:

"With such a bomb, do you dare to approach the ground directly by using a deployment pod? What if the deceleration effect of the pod is not as expected?"

Amelia smiled slightly:

"We cloud elves have always been bold and adventurous, liking risks and excitement. If there is a fifty percent chance of success in something, even if it contains a lot of risks, we are willing to try it."

"If I were really that unlucky and failed during the descent, it must be the will of the heavens. I would gladly accept the outcome."

The will of the heavens, my foot!

Matthew muttered to himself, wiping away a bead of sweat. Fortunately, the scenario he envisioned didn't unfold. Otherwise, at least a large oak forest would be affected after the explosion of world peace.

Then, he chatted with Emilia for a while. Matthew found that the Cloud Elf was not as difficult to get along with as he had imagined. However, some of Emilia's expressed beliefs were truly hard to accept. The Cloud Elves seemed to be a race that enjoyed tempting fate, surviving only through futuristic technology detached from the era. This sharply contrasted with the conservative nature of other elves. No wonder they had a fifty-fifty chance against the Cyber Dragon in the sky.

After a casual conversation, Emilia entrusted Matthew to help stow the drop pod. She then climbed a oak tree, spread her hands like a bird, and soared into the sky. In the clouds, she found a cloud layer and disappeared into it.

"During this time, I will stay in Rolling Stone Town to assist you. If you need me, just call my name loudly," Emilia's ethereal voice descended from the heavens.

Curiously, Matthew looked up at the cloud in the sky. After a while, a somewhat embarrassed voice echoed in his mind, "Could you please stop staring, Mr. Matthew?"

Matthew hastily looked down, carrying the World Peace, and left the surface.

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Although Bobo didn't come in person, the weighty world peace still conveyed her sincerity to Matthew. With this bomb, Matthew gained another trump card.

As for how much Emilia, the Cloud Elf, could contribute in the war, Matthew had no expectations. However, to his surprise, for the next week, there was no word from the other five except for Bobo. This left Matthew somewhat disappointed.

Fortunately, during this period, Li Weiqi returned to Rolling Stone Town from the Highleaf region according to the plan. Upon learning about the Black Dragon Lord's attack on Rolling Stone Town, this powerful monk immediately expressed his intention to help out.

In the following two days, the battle application and operation plan formulated by Reaga and Zeller quickly took shape. Matthew also participated in these discussions, but he focused more on preparations related to dragon slaying.

Time passed to the late July. The final draft of Rolling Stone Town's battle application list was underway, causing Reaga a headache. The town's military forces showed a severe imbalance—one side had exceptionally skilled cavalry, while the other consisted of infantry members with little combat experience.

No need to mention the cavalry; each one had been seasoned in Eskana. However, the weakness of the infantry was not good news for a battle primarily relying on frontal assaults.

After much discussion among the three, they decided to bring in a renowned mercenary group to compensate for the lack of strength on the front lines.

This mercenary group, called the Breakers, arrived in Rolling Stone Town on the afternoon of July 22nd. They were previously active north of the Helen Mountains and had reportedly fought with the Troll Kingdom several times. After receiving some information, their captain believed that the southern battlefield would be more profitable. Thus, they sailed south and arrived on the east coast.

Coincidentally, this captain had an acquaintance with Reaga's father. Through various connections, they established a relationship.

On the morning of July 23rd, in front of the Lord's Manor, stood a column of heavily armored, thick-bearded warriors from the northern regions.

However, the most eye-catching was the mammoth that almost made the entire street incredibly crowded!

It was Captain Donovan's mount, also the rarest asset of this mercenary group specializing in town defense and local wars.

At this moment,

The heavily armored warriors from the Breakers Mercenary Group blocked the way to the Lord's Hall.

Clearly, they were outsiders.

Yet, the aura of death on them surpassed that of the town's inexperienced guards.

Subtly,

They seemed to have an air of taking charge.

And just about ten meters from the entrance in the reception hall,

Reaga, with an unfriendly expression, looked at the situation outside the corridor:

"Donovan, what do you mean by this?"

Donovan, the Breaker, looked rugged, a Northern man.

But at this moment, his small eyes revealed a cunning glint:

"Oh, little Reaga, don't misunderstand. My people are used to blood and sand. Sometimes, it's hard to contain that tension. But rest assured, I'm here for business. They respect you, no hidden agenda."

"After all, I'm an old friend of your father's. I even held you when you were a child."

Despite being over sixty, he had a lively voice and vigorous movements, looking like he was still in his prime.

Matthew speculated that Donovan probably had Barbarian blood.

Hearing this condescending tone,

Matthew and Zeller exchanged a glance.

Both realizing this guy was here to exploit the situation.

Of course,

Mercenary groups were meant for profiting from wars.

People like them not knocking on Reaga's door at a time like this would be strange.

Indeed,

Reaga frowned and negotiated with Donovan for a while.

Donovan quickly rejected the previously agreed-upon price.

And on top of that, he tripled it!

"My people came all the way from the North to support the development of Rolling Stone Town's territory. Though we have old ties, let me be clear, you will pay them handsomely, or my brothers below won't understand."

Donovan's tone was gentle.

He casually sat in front of Reaga, as if he were the owner of the place.

Reaga bluntly responded:

"You're taking advantage of the situation!"

"You know my strength, Donovan. Don't play with fire!"

Donovan nonchalantly said:

"I know your people are strong. Your barracks are next door, filled with powerful knights; I also know there's a legendary thief, a high-ranking sorcerer, and a necromancer in this town, right?"

"I admit your strength is formidable.

But you must also admit—

You need me.

You need us.

121 members of the Breakers Mercenary Group—

70 heavy armored warriors, 29 archers, 11 scouts, 6 shield defenders, 2 mages, 2 priests.

And me.

King of the Breakers, Donovan, and my good friend, the Mammoth King, Harley.

If you want to face the neighboring territory in battle, you'll need my people to hold the front line for you.

Especially since we're about to face a Black Dragon!

I've fought with a dragon.

Know how tricky they are.

How many mercenary groups in the south are willing to face a dragon?

Reaga,

You must admit this.

The extra amount above the previously agreed price is a reward for our courage!"

Reaga's face turned iron blue:

"The price I offered is already three times the normal rate!"

Donovan lazily said:

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary prices. Honestly, besides you, we've received invitations from other territories."

"If you're not willing to pay this price, my people will leave quickly. Rest assured, I'm here for business, not to make a mess."

"I just hope you can make a relatively rational decision, considering my strength is apparent to you."

"Saying it bluntly, my people are guarding the entrance now. Besides that legendary thief, who else can break in?"

Donovan's arrogance angered the crowd.

Matthew and Zeller exchanged glances, planning to teach him a lesson.

But at that moment,

A commotion suddenly came from the entrance.

Everyone looked outside.

Seemingly, two people wanted to enter the Lord's Mansion but were stopped by the heavy-armored warriors of the mercenary group.

And that mammoth stubbornly blocked the entrance, refusing to budge.

The two people blocked looked very displeased.

Donovan showed a satisfied smile.

Even took the initiative to wave towards Reaga.

However, the next moment,

A low chant suddenly came from the entrance.

One of the druids emitted a faint green light.

The light gently fell on the mammoth.

It staggered back a few steps.

Its eyelids seemed to become as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Unexpectedly, in a few seconds, they closed completely!

Two heavy-armored warriors immediately approached, intending to capture the druid.

But at that moment,

A burst of pure white sword light erupted from beside them.

Onlookers barely saw what happened.

Only heard a series of clanging sounds!

And when the dust settled.

Everyone was astonished to find that the two heavy-armored warriors' leg armor had all been chopped off and lay on the ground!

Their lower halves instantly went from fully armed to completely bare.

Leaving only underwear and a dense leg hair shaking in the air.

In the horrified eyes of the heavily armored warriors,

The orc sword saint slowly sheathed his weapon on his back.

Slight chaos erupted at the entrance.

Taking advantage of this,

The two swiftly crossed the guarded entrance and entered the reception hall.

The members of the guard were about to intervene, and Matthew stood up:

"They're here for me."

"Long time no see, Samantha, Craig."

He greeted the two women warmly.

Samantha nodded faintly.

But Craig showed genuine joy:

"Heard you were in trouble. Samantha and I just finished a job and rushed over immediately."

"Hmm? Is he your enemy?"

Craig stared at Donovan on the chair, her eyes gradually turning unfriendly.

Donovan looked at Craig with a solemn expression:

"Sword Saint's path?"

Craig immediately put on a frosty expression.

She didn't answer.

Taking advantage of the situation, Matthew arranged the two women to wait on the side.

During this process,

Donovan looked at Matthew suspiciously.

Finally,

He frowned and said:

"Successor of the Sword Saint, Moonlight Druid, I admit your friends have some strength, but it doesn't affect our negotiation. I always believe my people and I are worth that much money."

As soon as he finished speaking,

A loud trumpeting sound erupted from the entrance.

Everyone hurriedly looked outside again.

Among the heavy-armored warriors, a strong young man appeared.

He squeezed through to the mammoth's side, seeming to want to enter the door.

"Lumiere?"

Matthew exclaimed.

The future king of the rainforest didn't look much different from before, just much darker skin!

Seeing Matthew, he exclaimed excitedly: "Matthew! Why is there an elephant at your door? Can I move it away? He's blocking me from getting in!"

Donovan, upon seeing this, sneered: "Young man, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I'll have Harley stay in place. If you can move ten steps... damn!"

Donovan's words weren't finished.

In the horrified gaze of everyone, The coal-black-haired guy unexpectedly pushed the mammoth in the opposite direction.

Then, He lifted the mammoth at its waist, holding it in place.

"Make way, make way!"

In the urgent calls, Lumiere ran out of town with the mammoth.

In a flash, he disappeared from sight.

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