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This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 150

The snowflakes didn't drift over to Matthew's side of the hill, yet the decay and demise lingered, making him uncomfortable at every moment.

Taking a glance, indeed, the snowflakes drifted from the sky above that tree. However, the haze above the treetop, combined with the mossy hill's characteristic mist, obscured the sky.

Redirecting his attention, Matthew swiftly cast two spells towards Reiga's direction.

"Frosty Path!" "Withering Grasp!"

One blue and one gray debuff magic quickly spread, accurately enveloping the nearby mountain wolves around Reiga, slowing their speed by more than half!

Observing, Matthew noticed Reiga's fighting style. His swordsmanship was expansive, tireless, a style that could make one sweat over their life if hit.

Yet against agile enemies, this style seemed less effective. Most mountain wolves were slain by Afei, with Reiga primarily acting as a provocateur.

"Stabilizing aggro isn't a bad talent," Matthew thought. Amidst this, he suddenly noticed a few wolves diverting towards his direction while others persistently hassled Reiga.

The wolves maintained a distance from Reiga, ensuring they wouldn't be cut down by a single stroke. But with Afei around, their demise was only a matter of time.

Matthew's gaze returned from Reiga. Not far away, a slender wolf had stealthily maneuvered behind a mound.

He intended to use a spell against it when a sudden thought struck him. He issued an order to Lysanna: "Go, intercept that wolf for me!"

Despite some resistance, it was instinctive for her to shield her master against incoming threats. Holding the Emerald Breeze, she met the wolf.

When the wolf charged within 3 meters, Lysanna jumped three times successively, displaying incredible burst, creating a 9-meter gap.

Snap! An arrow from Lysanna pierced the bewildered wolf's skull, passing through its chest.

However, two more wolves swiftly approached her. As she intended to shoot, Matthew's command intervened again: "Move forward! Block them!"

The undead's contract transmitted resentful emotions, but Lysanna complied, diverting their attention, drawing them in.

Again, within a 3-meter distance, Lysanna's sudden burst allowed her to simultaneously backpedal and draw her bow!

Swoosh! The first arrow flew as she landed, then the second.

Two arrows precisely pierced the wolves' skulls.

Matthew sensed Lysanna's triumphant emotion through the contract.

The system notification: "Lysanna's 'Melee Ineptitude' keyword activated. She utilized 'Sequential Back Leap'! She employed the basic skill 'Rapid Shots'! Successfully avoiding close combat twice, Lysanna's 'Melee Ineptitude' is strengthened!"

"Melee Ineptitude (Gray): Your summoned entity refuses any form of close combat, trying every possible way to evade it! Added: Lysanna's escape probability received a slight increase."

"Such agility that even wolves can't catch up?" Matthew marveled at Lysanna's terrifying escape abilities, contemplating the practicality of the 'Melee Ineptitude' keyword.

"Maybe this is the right way to employ 'Melee Ineptitude'! If she keeps this up, she'll be the best meat shield!"

A meat shield needn't foolishly absorb damage; maximizing evasive capabilities while drawing attention also fits the role!

Matthew was eager to further experiment but found the wolf count quickly dwindling. These LV11 monsters might pose some trouble for an ordinary team, yet with Reiga, Afei, himself, and Lysanna, the wolves were soon dispatched.

With a hint of regret, Matthew began clearing the battlefield. Soon, Reiga approached, wiping the blood and oil from his sword with linen.

Contemplating, Reiga looked at Afei and remarked, "Your summoned entity is indeed exceptional. I just counted; together, we took down 38 wolves."

Glancing at the data log, Afei had slain 34 while Reiga had taken down 4. It was a fair assessment.

"Your taunting ability is also remarkable," Matthew complimented.

Unexpectedly, Reiga exclaimed, "I haven't even used my taunt ability!"

Matthew fell silent. Reiga continued:

"These wolves are peculiar. Haven't you noticed?"

"What's wrong with them?" Matthew inquired.

"They're all female," Reiga stated.

Examining the wolf carcasses confirmed Reiga's observation: all 38 slain wolves were females, including the larger ones—an extremely rare occurrence!

"How did you notice?" Matthew asked in surprise.

With a bit of pride, Reiga pinched his nose: "Just a bit of experience from seasoned adventurers."

"You still have things to learn, kid!" Reiga teased.

Matthew contemplated where the male wolves might have gone.

"Shall we continue forward?" After a moment, Reiga, with a serious expression, gazed towards the snowflakes not far away.

Matthew pondered: "We're about to enter the Withering ritual's domain. I plan to summon some underlings, but with the heavy snow near the Mystical Tree, perhaps waiting might calm it."

Reiga reminded him: "We must quickly dispose of these bodies; their blood might attract more creatures."

"No need. If it draws more monsters, it's good for me. I can summon more undead," Matthew countered.

"That's sinister, even for a necromancer!" Reiga exclaimed.

"Do you have a different standard for valuing the living?" Matthew chuckled. "Haven't you heard the joke about necromancers? No one cares about the living more than a necromancer. If all men and women in the world agreed never to have children, the first to object would be a necromancer."

Amused yet finding it a bit crude, Reiga cursed under his breath, "Damn necromancers," before suppressing a laugh.

Matthew began summoning the undead. He gathered materials from the corpses, using what he carried with him. But choosing which undead to summon plunged him into thought.

To him, both the methods he knew—zombie wolves and skeletal wolves—had flaws. Zombie wolves were inconvenient to reanimate as most had lost their heads, requiring individual reattachment, a time-consuming task. On the other hand, skeletal wolves were weak and unsuitable for their impending destination—the Sky Elf Inn.

"I've got it!" Matthew exclaimed, deciding to attempt summoning a third type of undead he hadn't tried before: "Ghost Wolves!"

Before joining the alliance, he had limited information about summoning ghosts. However, after gaining access to more knowledge, he realized this could be a great opportunity. He hadn't found any human corpses recently, crucial for summoning ghosts. Yet, these wolf corpses provided the perfect chance.

He retrieved various materials from his magical bag, carefully placing them on the wolf bodies, including a key ingredient he found missing. Seconds later, relief washed over him as he discovered the missing material.

"I must admit, the experiences of seasoned adventurers do come in handy," Matthew said, smiling at Reiga.

Seeing Reiga's reluctance and concern, Matthew chose to delay the secondary expansion of the Minotaur Domain for the time being.

Summoning the minions took precedence. Matthew placed his hand over the wolf corpses and cast the incantation: "Phantom Mirage!"

The ground trembled, the snowflakes paused mid-fall, and the earth reverberated with an eerie howl as the incantation completed.

Out of the wolf corpses emerged translucent, glowing figures—Ghost Wolves!

Reiga watched in awe, having never witnessed such a summoning ritual.

"They look majestic," Matthew muttered, his eyes following the Ghost Wolves as they began to hover around, examining their new forms.

A cold chill crept down Reiga's spine as the Ghost Wolves let out a harmonious yet haunting howl. The surrounding area felt dense with an otherworldly presence.

Matthew admired the Ghost Wolves' ethereal yet tangible forms. Despite their translucent appearance, they emitted a chilling aura, their eyes glowing a soft blue.

"I believe these will serve us well," Matthew stated with satisfaction.

"How did you know how to summon them?" Reiga asked, his curiosity piqued.

Matthew chuckled. "I simply read a lot."

As they prepared to continue their journey, the Ghost Wolves stood by, awaiting their master's command. Reiga kept a cautious eye on them, still visibly uneasy about these spectral beings.

"What will you name them?" Reiga inquired.

Matthew paused, thinking for a moment. "Let's call them the 'Frost Specters.'"

With that, they set out once more, the Frost Specters following closely behind, their presence creating an almost surreal atmosphere as they traversed the snowy landscape.

System Prompt: "You've acquired a new summon: 'Ghost Wolves,' 41 in total.

Description: Ghost Wolves are undead entities formed by pure soul energy and a bit of soul fire. They share traits with human spirits and possess unique abilities.

Traits:

- Aerial Prowess (Each Ghost Wolf permanently possesses a form of floating magic, allowing them to move as if on even ground in the air, though they can't fly for extended periods. Their flight is more akin to gliding.)

- Ability 1: Rend (The Ghost Wolf lunges at a target, clawing to rend, inflicting substantial physical damage.)

- Ability 2: Wolf Howl (The Ghost Wolves can produce a more eerie and terrifying howl compared to ordinary wolves. When multiple Ghost Wolves howl together, it induces a chilling effect.)

Group Abilities:

- Harassment (When a pack of Ghost Wolves acts together, they automatically use tactics to distract and shield each other while harassing enemies.)

- Gale Magic (When acting as a group, they can release a gale to shield themselves, disorienting others.)

Additionally, the leader of the Ghost Wolf pack gains an extra ability:

Group Ability: Solo Strike (When the Ghost Wolves utilize their group harassment ability, the leader can launch a surprise attack from a different angle, receiving several times the judgment bonus, making their assault extremely threatening.)"

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After reviewing the attributes, Matthew confirmed his judgment—the Ghost Wolves were undoubtedly the best undead units for this battle.

Undead capable of flight were rare, and the ethereal class dominated this category.

Considering various future scenarios, he even planned to bring these Ghost Wolves back to the cemetery, providing them a sanctuary.

The ritual for acknowledging him as their master was nearing its conclusion.

The Ghost Wolves rejoiced by Matthew's side, resembling a pack of obedient dogs.

Matthew opened the Undead Domain, expecting some surprises.

And indeed, the Necromantic Summoning (Ghost Wolves) triggered a reaction!

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System Prompt: "Your Ghost Wolves have received the bestowed blessing 'Pale Fang' from the Undead Domain.

Pale Fang: You can designate three Ghost Wolves as Pale Fangs, which will share attributes from your Pale Hand!

Current Pale Hand Attributes:

1. Attack range of 9.2 meters.

2. Attacks include instant-death judgment.

3. Attacks include life-steal effect.

4. Remaining time: 3 days and 14 hours."

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This was indeed a pleasant surprise.

Matthew promptly assigned the pack's alpha and two other sturdy Ghost Wolves as his Pale Fangs.

This trick would be perfect for chaotic skirmishes.

The biggest flaw of the Pale Hand remained its infrequent instant-death judgment triggers. However, with three wolves rotating in combat, the probability substantially increased.

Moreover, controlling the Pale Fangs to bite others was much safer than Matthew using the Pale Hand himself.

After sorting out the minions, the two resumed their journey.

Near the large tree, snow continued to fall.

Reiga pulled out a large black umbrella from his storage ring, and the two strolled under it across the desolate, snow-blanketed plains.

Surrounded by dense fog and snowflakes, the eerie silence was occasionally broken by the soft sound of snowflakes hitting the ground.

The light dwindled.

Thankfully, Reiga had natural night vision. Instead of lighting up, Matthew followed closely behind him.

They arrived at the tree's base without incident.

Oddly, there was less snow around the tree.

Reiga folded the black umbrella.

They circled the tree but found nothing remarkable. Matthew felt it was just a dead object—the green leaves on the branches looked fake, hollowed out by the withering force within.

He flew atop a magic carpet to inspect the treetop, finding no creeping vines.

A few minutes later, Matthew, finding nothing, activated the Balance Sensing.

In an instant, changes in the energy field within a few miles entered his sight.

"Found it! The entrance is underground."

Guiding Reiga, they reached the tree's rear. Ten steps away, they discovered a stairway leading underground.

Moving aside the stair's stone slab, they descended into a sealed underground chamber.

The environment was tomb-like, suffocatingly gloomy.

Matthew groped around the chamber and quickly found the concealed magic gate.

"Get ready for combat."

Matthew told Reiga before summoning the Ghost Wolves to his side.

He retrieved the Protective Verses and used the deciphering spell from the book to break the magical gate.

In a blink, a green-glowing magical portal appeared on the left wall.

Matthew and Afei stepped through.

The next moment, they appeared on an empty platform.

There were no railings around the platform's edges. It was pitch-black, with chilling winds rushing in, reminiscent of high-altitude gales.

In the center stood a woman covered in pockmarks.

Initially absent-minded, she sprang to her feet at the sight of Matthew. Digging into her pocket, she attempted to blow a copper whistle with force.

In a crucial moment, Matthew stepped forward, invoking the spell inscribed on the Red Powder Chapter—

Confusion!

A pink mist emitted from his mouth, momentarily freezing the woman in place, followed by a lecherous smile as she lunged towards Matthew.

"Hehehe..."

The sores on her face didn't affect Matthew's actions. He calmly sidestepped her pounce.

Reiga swiftly delivered a powerful chop to her neck, causing her to slump unconscious.

The next second, Reiga appeared between them, carrying a large sword.

"Did I miss something?"

Reiga glanced at the woman, now lying on the ground, her face concealed by the long black hair, showing off her decent figure.

"Nothing much, dealt with a lookout. To avoid raising suspicion, I plan to bind her first and gag her mouth."

Matthew wasn't sure if the withered ones had a method to determine the life or death of their companions. To be cautious, he opted not to kill her yet.

Reiga's eyes twinkled: "Pass me the rope."

"I must show you the eighteen binding techniques of the veteran adventurers. Let me tell you, there are—" Before he finished—

Afei had already tightly bound her and stuffed a cloth in her mouth.

"Looks like you youngsters are good at tying knots."

Reiga glanced meaningfully at Matthew.

Ignoring his gaze, Matthew picked up the copper whistle and put it away.

Then, he meticulously surveyed the surroundings.

The data bar displayed—

System Prompt: "You've arrived at the Sky Elf Inn - Observatory."

The Sky Elf Inn was a platform built high in the air, resembling a floating island.

It had a spindle-like shape overall, with the central platform being the widest. Going up and down, each layer's edges began to narrow.

They were currently on the bottommost observatory layer.

This area was only about fifteen square meters in size.

There were no railings around the observatory's edge. Looking down, even Matthew, without fear of heights, shuddered a few times.

To their left was a spiral staircase that also lacked railings but was attached to the center.

Matthew gestured to Reiga.

The two ascended the stairs steadily.

Soon, they reached the second to the last layer while still on the staircase.

Matthew heard heated arguing:

"Why do you always step into the room with your right foot first?"

"Why aren't

you using chili in your cooking anymore?"

It sounded like a middle-aged couple.

They were in the middle of a loud quarrel.

Matthew made a mental note.

Afei slowly disappeared into the shadows.

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