This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 79

The Wind Spirit Wyvern soared through the air, and as it passed over the Black Gate, a sudden gust of wind swept through, nearly blowing several of the Dragon Worship cultists who were about to enter the gate out of their way.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Centered around the teleportation gate, a small crowd of people tumbled away from the Black Gate.

Matthew wasted no time when he saw this. His wings flapped wildly, and a terrifying airflow created a massive vortex near the Black Gate.

Ferocious winds!

The Dragon Worship cultists fell like dominoes.

The scene below became chaotic, resembling a bubbling cauldron.

Matthew was about to start reaping the fallen when, at that moment, several cultists who had fallen to the ground cried out in surprise, "Oh!" followed by a series of thuds.

Matthew took a closer look and saw that these cultists had turned into mist, helplessly sprinkled across the ground.

As the size of the hurricane continued to expand, more cultists were swept into it, and the water puddles on the ground grew in number.

Matthew finally realized where this vast horde of Dragon Worship cultists had come from.

"The Water Mirrors (Marching Edition)!"

This was a spell of at least the 4th tier, and only those with the ability to specialize in "Marching Magic" had a chance to cast it.

Matthew's estimation of the power of Black Robe Brinken rose once again.

"He can instantly kill with 'Law of Death,' and he has a group spell specialized in 'Marching Magic.' This is at least a hero template."

In fact, the Law of Death spell sounded terrifying but could be easily blocked by a ruthless person who just grabbed a nearby living creature.

You see, this was a 5th-tier spell!

This was the embarrassment of instant-death spells.

What Matthew was more concerned about was Brinken's mastery of Marching Magic. This was not something anyone would be willing to study individually, as it was time-consuming and troublesome, unless he had a well-trained army under his command!

After the mirages were dispelled one by one, Matthew estimated that there were probably fewer than 100 Dragon Worship cultists attacking the Black Banyan Dreamland.

Because at this point, there were only 12 of them left who were staying behind.

From their panicked expressions, they probably didn't even know that their companions were just illusions!

And they were nothing more than cannon fodder.

"So, Brinken never intended to conquer the Black Banyan Dreamland from the beginning. His real target is probably the 'Verdant Branch' that Suya mentioned."

Matthew understood.

After losing the protection of the mirages, those 12 Dragon Worship cultists quickly became the target of the Wind Spirit Wyvern's swooping practice.

After a series of screams, the Black Gate slowly disappeared.

The ground was stained with more and more "tomato sauce."

And in the air, Matthew, who was still hovering, wasn't satisfied.

He conducted a thorough scan and soon found two groups of Fire Dragons still setting fires in the eastern part of the throne.

And Bobo was launching a heavy assault on them!

The next moment, the Wind Spirit Wyvern let out a joyful roar and rushed towards them through the gust of wind.

"Bobo, hold on, I'm coming!"

On the distant throne, Suya was gazing into the distance.

"It seems like he really hates these Dragon Worship cultists. Hehe, is it because he cares about me?"

She occasionally showed a smug look in her eyes.

Unaware of her surroundings, Lysanna, covered in blood, was observing the Rainforest Spirit, who was close by, and the Wind Spirit Wyvern, far away on the horizon, with a very complex look in her eyes.

His expression was twisted: there was confusion, displeasure, and, most importantly, deep perplexity.

In the end, all the emotions were suppressed.

Lysanna nodded thoughtfully.

At that moment, it was as if he had understood something.

...

"Notification: You have killed 12 Dragon Worship cultists, resolving the crisis in the Black Banyan Dreamland.

You have killed 28 Earthfire Dragons, extinguishing the fire crisis in the Banyan Forest.

You have acquired the spells 'Water Creation' and 'Food Purification.'

Water Creation (Drought Edition): You can create up to 4 liters of water in an open container or disperse an equivalent amount of water evenly over an area of up to 10 cubic meters in a very light rain-like manner, which can be used to extinguish fires and irrigate plants.

You can use Water Creation three times per day.

Food Purification: You can purify a non-magical food item, removing all toxins and diseases absorbed on it."

...

No wonder they say druids are the best class for transmigrators. Even if you come from nothing, you can forage for berries in the bushes when you're hungry, and with a bit of effort, you can create water. If you're worried about eating something dirty, you can purify it with 'Food Purification.' If you can't afford weapons, just pick up a small stick and use 'Stick Magic' to play around.

In your wilderness form, you can go into town to work or to be cute, and when you need to, you can withdraw into the wild to communicate with the animals.

It really is the best class for a guy with no money.

Even now, when Matthew saw these two spells, he didn't find them too redundant. If he had the 'Food Purification' spell in Zewu City, he might not have experienced what he did last night.

After dealing with all the Earthfire Dragons, Matthew led Bobo to meet Suya.

By this time, the area around the throne had returned to calm. The animals that had been summoned by Suya had left one by one, leaving behind a multitude of corpses on the ground.

Beams of white light emanated from the bodies, all merging into Suya's throne.

"Listen: they took the Verdant Branch."

"That man in the black robe, Brinken of the Dragon Worship, used the Blasphemous Book to weaken my power and forcibly open the door to the Black Banyan Dreamland.

He seized the perfect opportunity, for before this, I was preparing for the promotion ceremony of the 'War Beasts' and the ceremony had not yet succeeded. It drained me greatly, giving them a chance."

As she spoke, two circles of white light lit up on the altar in front of the throne.

Everyone focused on them and saw the shrunken shadows of the Dread Tyrant and the Wind Spirit Wyvern lying in the white light.

Matthew understood.

"War Beasts" were a transcendental form of Natural Spirits. Only Lord-level monsters that could tear apart all competitors and suppress their contemporaries in the natural world had the chance to become War Beasts.

For example, once promoted by Suya, Dread Tyrants would become the guardians of the Black Banyan Dreamland, living as long as the dreamland did. At the same time, War Beasts could preserve most of their power from their lifetime. They even had a chance to reshape their physical bodies, unlike most Natural Spirits that existed purely in the form of souls, which always had some drawbacks.

On the other hand, promoting War Beasts consumed a lot of energy from the one conducting the ceremony, especially if two were promoted at the same time.

Matthew gazed directly into Suya's eyes, and her expression remained unchanged.

But Matthew had already realized that Suya might have foreseen the impending crisis, which was why she let the Wind Spirit Wyvern and the Dread Tyrant, the two lords, die at the hands of himself and Lumière in succession.

Because only in this way would she have a chance to hold the promotion ceremony for the War Beasts.

In hindsight, this choice was not problematic at all. If Brinken could directly force open the door to the Black Banyan Dreamland, then all of this would have nothing to do with the ecological niche in the material world's rainforest.

It could only be said that Brinken had plotted for a long time and was very decisive, perfectly seizing the opportunity.

After some thought, just as Matthew was about to inquire about some details, he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the sole of his foot, as if someone had stomped on him heavily! But the force applied was controlled so perfectly that Matthew felt only a slight pain, not enough to make him cry out. After the pain subsided, he felt a faint tingling sensation.

Matthew furrowed his brow and stared at Suya.

The latter met his gaze calmly, her demeanor regal, like an idol receiving the adoration of her followers on a pilgrimage.

When Matthew saw this, he began to doubt if she had stepped on him!

But who else could it be in the Black Banyan Dreamland except her?

"What exactly is the 'Blasphemous Book'?" Thankfully, Bobo, a friend by Matthew's side, voiced the question that was on his mind.

"The 'Blasphemous Book' is a genuine artifact. Theoretically, Brinken only possesses one-fifth of it, so it can only produce the effects of a demi-artifact. Fifty years ago, this demi-artifact was securely stored in a secret vault of the Seven Saints Alliance. However, at that time, Brinken was already one of the vault's guards. He had long coveted the remnants of the 'Blasphemous Book' and had meticulously designed a series of schemes. In the end, he managed to escape with the remnants and joined the Dragon Worship cult."

It was not Suya who answered the questions of the others, but a young man who slowly emerged from the shadows under the banyan tree.

He was quite slim, not very tall, had slightly dark skin, but very white teeth. He smiled shyly.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Hugh, and I'm from the Special Ops division of the Seven Saints Alliance. I'm an elite spy, and my job is to keep an eye on the Dragon Worship cult in the desert. Um, could you all please stop staring at me? I have a bit of a s-s-stutter, and I get nervous when a lot of people are looking at me. Thank you."

Hugh recited the lines like he was reading from a script.

Suya helped with the introduction. "I've known Hugh for many years. He was active on the desert side before the Dragon Worship cult's massive attack. He gave me warnings, but Brinken arrived too quickly, leaving me with less than an hour to react."

Hugh turned his head, not looking at anyone, and spoke fluently. "It's not your fault, Lady Suya. Brinken is the third most prominent figure in the Dragon Worship cult, with incredible power, and no one knows when he might suddenly go mad."

"Um, everyone, if you don't mind, could I introduce the background of the Dragon Worship cult first?"

The group of people was naturally curious, so they nodded one after another.

Only Matthew's nod was slightly delayed because just a moment ago, he felt someone's foot gently rubbing against his own.

This time, it wasn't a stomp, but it seemed even more tormenting!

"Is that Suya? What is this woman up to? She just lost the Verdant Branch. Could it be that she's still in the mood to flirt with me..."

Matthew's mind was a bit muddled. However, he quickly refocused and listened attentively.

...

"The Dragon Worship cult originated from the worship of the Dragon of the Deceased, Arenna. But in reality, Arenna detested them, and she once personally told the person responsible for negotiating with her on behalf of the Seven Saints Alliance:

'If possible, I would like to be the only Dragon Worship cultist in this world. I enjoy my solitude and have no desire for my own kind because having too many of them means competition. I would rather lie in my grave every day and count the flies than have a few more Dragon Worship cultists in the world.'

Although this statement was made by Arenna as she tried to disassociate herself from the Dragon Worship cult, we believe it carries some truth.

Arenna is merely a spiritual totem used by the Dragon Worship cult to attract followers.

The true mastermind behind them is a mage named Isabella.

Now, I have to expose some of our dirty laundry—Miss Isabella, as the former teacher of the current Southern Guardian, Mr. Rownan, was once a 'Transcendent Mage' of the previous generation of the Seven Saints Alliance. She had a level exceeding thirty, also known as a 'God-Mage.'

Yes, she is a traitor of the Seven Saints Alliance.

This is one of the reasons the Alliance has not been able to eliminate the Dragon Worship cult.

We do not know why the former Transcendent Mage and human guardian turned traitor.

Fortunately, Isabella, though insane, is not overly evil.

The Alliance had to make some sacrifices to prevent her from going astray.

After several difficult battles, we eliminated a significant portion of the Dragon Worship cult, and Isabella was persuaded to willingly confine herself.

There are people from the Alliance's high command accompanying her day and night. I have to say her mental condition is not too bad.

And now, the Dragon Worship cult we see is primarily manipulated in secret by two mages. Both were former favored students of Miss Isabella. Brinken, who I was monitoring, was mainly responsible for the cult's activities in the South.

He is very cunning, elusive, and escaped each time the Alliance attempted to capture him.

This time, I've tracked down his trail and had to lurk secretly, awaiting further orders from my superiors.

From my observations...

Before attacking the rainforest, Brinken spent most of his time in the desert. He conversed with a blue dragon every day, trying to persuade it to join the Dragon Worship cult after its life expired. However, the blue dragon was only interested in the cult's money and refused to sign a contract despite receiving payment multiple times. Brinken was growing increasingly frustrated with the stubborn blue dragon, but the dragon was also cautious and fearful. He was helpless.

Brinken is indeed a capable person. While contending with the blue dragon in the desert, he did not forget to establish the cult's business in the city.

He's quite the entrepreneur, running everything that makes money – casinos, brothels, magic shops... whatever can turn a profit."

Under Brinken's management, the Dragon Worship cult's operations thrived. Many local strongmen in the cities along the Gold Coast attempted to cause them trouble, but it always ended without incident.

And most of Brinken's time was still spent in the desert, contending with the blue dragon.

This was truly admirable.

Matthew thought this situation would continue until one side, either the blue dragon or Brinken, took action.

But not long ago, I received an undercover message from the Dragon Worship cult. They told me that a cult member in Koldo City overheard a drunken man saying they had found a dragon's tomb in the rainforest and were about to get rich.

Afterward, that cult member verified that the drunkard was a senior figure in the Sandstorm Thieves' Guild.

Since that day, the Sandstorm Thieves' Guild began to fall into internal turmoil.

Afterward, Brinken inquired from multiple sources and somehow concluded that there was a dragon's tomb in the rainforest.

One must know that the 'Blasphemous Book' contains another terrifying method for creating Dragon Warlocks but requires a large number of deceased dragon skeletons.

The news of a dragon's tomb had a direct impact on Brinken.

He almost immediately ordered the temporary suspension of negotiations with the blue dragon, mobilized a considerable amount of resources, and headed to the edge of the rainforest.

He is now fervently cutting down trees and establishing factories.

It's probably because he expects to face resistance from rainforest creatures next, and he's ready to fight you to the end."

...

"A dragon's tomb?"

Matthew, Lumière, and Bobo exchanged puzzled glances, all finding this rather inexplicable.

Thinking back to the members of the Cataclysm Sect and the Sandstorm Thieves' Guild who had appeared by the Great Dragon Lake that day.

Matthew couldn't help but suspect whether Brinken had made a mistake.

"He wouldn't be mistaking King Mingtan's tomb for a dragon's tomb, would he? This would be an absurd error!"

Matthew contemplated, and the strange sensation on his shin came over again.

After trying to adjust his posture, moving back and forth to no avail, he had no choice but to use his willpower to forcibly endure the numbness on his shin.

On the throne.

Suya rested her cheek on one hand, her legs crossed, and her swaying left leg unconsciously pressed forward, squeezing her dainty little foot.

Her expression was innocent and sacred.

This left Matthew utterly speechless.

He didn't understand why Suya was doing this and could only silently endure her teasing.

"In any case, based on my intelligence, the Dragon Worship cult has temporarily united with the Cataclysm Sect, who came from the Dim Void Region, and the two sides have reached a certain agreement. It seems that the Cataclysm Sect is also interested in the legendary dragon's tomb."

Hugh continued earnestly, "As for the Sandstorm Thieves' Guild, I don't know the details."

Speaking of this, his expression and tone became extremely sincere, "Regardless, Brinken's actions must be stopped. Leaving aside what will happen when he finds the dragon's tomb, the safety of the rainforest creatures and the Black Banyan Dreamland is at significant risk."

"Normally, this matter should be handled by my superiors, but recently, something seems to have gone wrong with the Alliance. All communication devices are suddenly not working. I'm just a spy without combat capabilities. I have no choice but to seek help from others."

"Now, on behalf of the Seven Saints Alliance, I officially request your assistance. Can you help stop Brinken's actions? If you can kill him or capture him and bring him back, it would be even better. The Seven Saints Alliance has never been stingy with rewards in this regard. I can guarantee that after the mission is successful, you will receive at least one magic equipment or item rated L2 or above!" Matthew was about to agree.

But then, a soft voice sounded beside his ear, "Don't go!"

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