This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 48
Added 2023-10-29 11:18:06 +0000 UTCEven when the wild boar-man warrior could feel the overflowing negative energy in the pale hand, he remained undaunted.
The criteria for determining the death below Legendary-level spells were quite stringent.
This was also one of the significant reasons why few intermediate and low-level necromancers chose instant-death spells as their primary focus.
Wild boar-men took pride in their robust bodies, easily shrugging off such attacks.
So, he ignored Martin's actions, placed his hands on the ground, intending to get up and retrieve his axe.
Ghostly form did not mean immunity to all harm, and many enchanted weapons could cause damage to apparitions. His axe happened to be one such weapon.
"You're finished, necromancer!"
The wild boar-man warrior growled, attempting to move to the side.
However, Martin clung to him like a stubborn sore.
The wild boar-man's neck was thick, and the pale hand could only grasp a small portion of it. No matter how hard Martin tried, he couldn't leave a mark on the wild boar-man's neck.
Only the terrifying negative energy kept pouring into the enemy's body.
Every minute, every second.
The wild boar-man warrior endured the instant death judgment from the realm of death.
But his physique was indeed extremely strong.
Martin had been holding on for several seconds without any harm.
"I told you, you're finished!"
The wild boar-man warrior's movements were very rough.
He continued dragging Martin to the side.
If it weren't for Martin's current state, which was either a ghost or a reanimated corpse, he would have been torn to pieces.
But Martin was determined.
He clung to the wild boar-man warrior's body.
All his strength was concentrated in the pale hand!
Amidst the chaos, the wild boar-man stubbornly dragged Martin about seven to eight meters and was about to reach his axe when suddenly, an eerie scream came from the pale hand.
"Wait!"
The wild boar-man warrior seemed to have sensed something and let out a chilling scream.
At that moment, the wild boar-man's unstoppable charge abruptly halted.
His eyes widened, and his entire body visibly withered at an alarming rate, exuding a strong aura of death.
Boom!
His strong, sturdy body collapsed.
His entire face had turned a stiff, bluish-gray color, and a large amount of negative energy involuntarily escaped from it.
Martin gasped heavily as he lay on the corpse.
He couldn't help but look at his right hand.
In the pale hand, it seemed that something had awakened!
"Hint: Due to your luck, the instant death judgment of the pale hand is in effect!
You have killed 'Wild Boar-Man Warrior Banwen.'
The pale hand has killed and captured a high-quality soul (LV14), and its effects are increasing:
Attack range +1 meter
Slight improvement in the effect of instant death judgment."
The pale hand's effects can still be improved?
Martin, who had survived a disaster, was first surprised and then suddenly struck by intense pain. The effect of his immortality had ended, and he still had many external injuries from being dragged by the wild boar-man.
If it weren't for the soothing paste on his forehead.
His willpower and concentration would have sharply declined by now.
"It hurts... Thank goodness I still have immortality and the pale hand!"
Martin managed to stand up from the wild boar-man warrior's corpse.
He saw Elara flying towards him in haste, and Peggy was also rapidly coming to support.
Just at this moment.
In the frontline of the undead's position.
A sorrowful and enraged voice resounded:
"No!"
The half-dragon cursed swordmaster displayed a mournful expression.
The next moment.
He charged towards Martin's position like a madman.
His speed was unimaginable.
He crossed several undead lines of defense, but the half-dragon's figure suddenly trembled violently.
His figure disappeared from the spot.
Several seconds later.
He appeared near an oak tree, as if teleporting.
The charge of the half-dragon seemed elegant but was equally unstoppable. As he passed by the oak tree, his body slammed into it without deviation, directly snapping the three-meter-tall oak tree in half!
Boom!
The oak tree fell.
The half-dragon swiftly approached Martin.
But at that moment, he also saw the change in Martin's expression—
Originally, there was a grimace and a hint of caution on Martin's face. However, as the half-dragon collided with the oak tree, all expressions disappeared from Martin's face.
In their place,
there was only terrifying indifference and a strong sense of murderous intent!
"Dare to crash into my tree!?"
Martin was furious.
His thoughts quickly dispersed, and then he charged towards the half-dragon cursed swordmaster!
Seeing the death mage heading towards him,
the first reaction of the half-dragon was bewilderment.
But then he ecstatically raised the magic sword in his hand—
In the blink of an eye,
a chilling wind swept over him from behind.
The half-dragon, who had focused all his attention on Martin due to the tragic death of his comrade, had no idea that a cunning and massive presence had sneaked up behind him.
Boom!
The massive claw of the bone dragon mercilessly slapped the back of the half-dragon.
He stumbled, couldn't hold onto the magic sword, and the lower half of his body was pinned down by the bone dragon.
As he tried to endure the pain and reach for his magic sword,
the death mage had already rushed to his side!
The half-dragon struggled violently.
But the opponent had already bent over, covering his head with that terrifying hand!
"Unforgivable."
This was the last thing the half-dragon heard before dying.
...
"Hint: The pale hand has killed and captured a high-quality soul (LV14), and its effects are increasing:
Attack range +1.5 meters (current attack range 2.5 meters)
Slight improvement in the effect of instant death judgment
Gained a small amount of life drain effect."
After killing the half-dragon, Martin's anger subsided.
He quickly sheathed his magic sword, picked up his battle flag and giant axe, and then had two zombies drag away the bodies.
The backup defense team members, who witnessed this scene, were left speechless.
On the frontlines,
losing the unstoppable duo had the underground coalition quickly crumbling into defeat.
No need for others to intervene.
The silver moon zombies occasionally emitting the light of decay were enough to drive away the goblins and gnolls.
But Martin didn't let his guard down.
He tidied up, climbed onto the back of the bone dragon, and found a comfortable spot to stand.
"Go!"
Under Martin's command,
Little Boil charged into the front lines with overwhelming momentum.
Wherever the dragon's aura reached,
the underground creatures scattered and fled.
However, most of them were ruthlessly slaughtered by the bone dragon.
The lucky few who escaped were
also slain by Martin's pale hand.
He stood on the bone dragon's back, extending his right hand down.
And a constant stream of kill notifications came his way.
This way,
the dragon and the man were like a reaper on the battlefield.
A large number of underground creatures died.
The battle gradually lost its suspense.
...
On the eastern front,
"Sivak, Lyla, what the hell are you doing!?"
Evil sorcerer Edson, who was being held back by Bradley and others, almost lost his mind when he saw the situation on the frontlines. He angrily used his nail hammer to push Bradley aside and let out a furious and unintelligible roar.
But what made his blood pressure explode
was the sight that, on the other side of the tunnel, the ogre Sivak was still sleeping soundly.
And the Zeller warrior Lyla was nowhere to be found.
"Damn it! Useless idiots!"
Edson almost went crazy, swinging his nail hammer wildly.
Bradley and the others were awed by his madness and stepped back, even the gnolls behind Edson's, their leader gone berserk, dared not approach him.
Just at that moment,
a mountain-sized shadow charged from the frontlines.
Little Boil carried Martin and disrupted the formation of the underground creatures, then charged towards Edson's direction.
The dragon's might!
As soon as it approached,
Little Boil voluntarily released the dragon's might.
Edson had strong resistance,
but he still showed a slight stiffness against the targeted dragon's might.
At a critical moment,
Zeller also provided assistance—he cast a powerful paralysis spell from a distance.
Edson's muscles began to tremble.
Taking advantage of this opportunity,
Little Boil directly pressed its massive body onto him.
Rumble!
The bone dragon's body crushed the gnoll evil sorcerer like Mount Tai.
In the chaos of bones.
Only Edson's head remained poking out.
Martin took a swift stride towards him.
From a distance of two meters, he triggered the Pale Hand.
A gray-brown negative energy hand extended from Martin's right hand, firmly gripping Edson's head.
Under the thick aura of death,
he instinctively shivered.
Then he burst into uncontrollable laughter:
"I am immortal!"
Hearing this, Martin remained unfazed. He asked with a playful expression:
"Oh, really?"
As the words fell,
in the terrified eyes of Edson,
a faint, intoxicating white light pierced through the eastern sky.
"No, this can't be!"
Edson struggled violently, but the bone dragon's weight was substantial, and no matter how hard he tried, he only managed to lift his knees slightly.
"No one knows the time of sunrise in Rolling Stone Town better than me. You've come too late."
Martin smiled faintly.
"After all, the definition of midnight is too strict."
With that,
his right hand pressed down entirely on Edson's head!
"No—!"
Edson screamed loudly.
The scream lasted for about a dozen seconds.
The despairing fear on Edson's face gradually transformed into uncertainty.
The smile on Martin's face appeared somewhat stiff.
"I can resist instant death!"
Edson rejoiced madly.
At this moment, Zeller's paralysis spell was about to wear off.
The gnoll evil sorcerer once again displayed his nearly monstrous physique.
"Boom!"
Edson managed to stand up with the bone dragon on his back!
"I, can, resist!"
Edson abruptly turned his head, trying to break free from the grasp of the Pale Hand.
Martin's heart skipped a beat.
He instantly prepared to retreat.
At a critical moment, the Pale Hand convulsed violently once again.
In the blink of an eye, it drained Edson's vigorous vitality!
The hope that Edson had just barely risen with finally shattered, and he knelt down, unable to face death.
At the same time,
on the eastern horizon, the faint light of dawn finally broke through the darkness and pierced the earthly realm.
A clear and melodious song also came from that direction.
Vaguely, everyone could see
a giant eagle seemingly flying from the sun.
And on its back, there was a shadow of a bald figure.
...
Just a few kilometers from the battlefield,
a well-trained cavalry unit was rapidly traversing the oak forest.
At the forefront was the Lord, filled with a surge of battle spirit.
"Our comrades are desperately delaying ahead, our families are threatened by malevolent creatures, and our territory is being trampled upon!
The Bloodflag family will never abandon any of our citizens, nor will we spare any enemies.
After too much peace, they might have forgotten the excellent warriors we have.
It doesn't matter because tonight, we are about to unleash a massacre!
We want the world to understand, let those ignorant underground creatures know—what the consequences will be when they provoke an enemy they shouldn't!
In this land,
we are the people they can't afford to mess with!
Now, the enemy is right before us.
Everyone, charge with me!
Glory belongs to the Bloodflag!"
With each of Rega's rousing shouts,
the knights charged out of the oak forest with high morale.
"Kill!"
Rega led the way.
But in the next moment,
his movements suddenly began to slow down.
Because the battlefield before him
seemed different from what he had imagined! There was no sign of a massive enemy force.
He only saw scattered undead creatures on the vast wasteland.
And at the forefront of the undead,
a tall and slender figure was riding a bone dragon, relentlessly pursuing and killing the remaining underground creatures!
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