A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 269 - 269: Strike First



Chapter 269 - 269: Strike First

A vigorous figure suddenly jumped out of the shadows. He quickly crossed the Scar of the Dead as if he was shot by a slingshot. He quickly grabbed the crystal and disappeared from the material world again.

In the blink of an eye.

Soldier appeared beside Matthew.

He respectfully handed the crystal to Matthew.

[Hint: Your summoned creature Renesme has killed the Ashen Warrior!] Continuous loyalty effect.

[Your summoned creature Soldier has picked up the Soul Crystal dropped by the Ashen Warrior!]

Soul Crystals?

The Ashen Warriors would drop Soul Crystals?

Matthew’s eyes suddenly lit up.

He held the Soul Crystal in his hand and examined it carefully. He found that it was almost the same as the one he had condensed. In fact, its purity was even higher!

Matthew knew very well what a high-purity Soul Crystal meant to the undead.

If the Soul-Fire of the Undying was the source of their lifespan and power, then the ordinary Soul Crystals were the things that could prolong the burning time of the Soul-Fire, and the high-purity Soul Crystals were the treasures that had the chance to transform their life form!

Under such circumstances, Soldier could still endure and diligently complete his work.

This made Matthew very happy.

He was very short of Soul Crystals.

Not just now, but in the foreseeable future, there would be a shortage of Soul

Crystals. As Matthew had more and more undead under him, the shortage of Soul Crystals would definitely become a problem that would trouble him in the near future.

It was too slow to rely on their own production.

Matthew’s meditation time and efficiency were limited.

However, the undead had endless needs.

Blindly reducing their salary would only lead to diminishing effectiveness.

Of course, Matthew understood this point. He had always been troubled by the lack of a stable channel to obtain Soul Crystals. Now, he had discovered a treasure like the Ash Creature.

Of course, he wouldn’t miss it!

If they had the ability, who wouldn’t want to feed their undead subordinates to become strong?

Matthew immediately formulated a strategy.

Renesme was in charge of shooting.

Soldier was in charge of picking them up.

The two of them were in a cooperative state, and each of them would get 10% of the Soul Crystals that were eventually seized.

Although Renesme was still a fool and her mind was probably less than three to five years old, Matthew felt that it was only fair for him to treat the other undead as he did Soldier.

As long as they worked hard, he was willing to give up a small profit.

In the blink of an eye, four to five hours passed.

Matthew concluded the current pattern of the Scar of the Dead.

Without any additional stimulation.

Currently, only Ashen Pawns and Ashen Warriors would spawn.

The former refreshed every three minutes and rushed out after the refresh. They were completely fearless. Of course, they could revive after they died.

The latter would respawn once every half an hour, and after respawning, it would be planted at the end of the Scar of the Dead. The meaning of this Ash Lifeform was probably to accelerate the expansion of the Scar of the Dead.

Fortunately, Renesme’s archery skills were extremely stable. Even if she changed to the white-feathered arrows used by the Lord’s Guards, she would only be able to kill the Ashen Warrior with three arrows at most.

Matthew couldn’t help but think that Ashes’ life was as fragile as a piece of paper.

Renesme and Soldier worked together.

In addition, there were a large number of zombies and skeletons guarding them.

Not only was the oak forest safe and sound.

The Ash Creatures could not even leave their homes!

The only regrettable thing was…

Not every Ashen Warrior dropped Soul Crystals.

Matthew also thought greedily,

“Should I let the Scar of the Dead absorb more life essence and produce more Ashen Warriors?”

Then, he was shocked by his own thought, and the temperance domain automatically activated.

Matthew clearly understood that the Ash Creatures were definitely not that simple. This was only the first batch sent by the Lord of Ash. There was a high chance that the later ones would become stronger and stronger.

It was very dangerous to throw more life essence at the enemy in order to farm Soul Crystals.

Any action that treated the enemy as an idiot might end up making him look even more like an idiot.

Matthew calmed down completely.

At this moment.

Old Fallon also walked over in a relaxed manner. He smiled and complimented him,

“Looks like you can protect Rolling Stone Town alone. You’re really young and promising.”

Matthew was secretly shocked when he saw the old fox’s smile.

Renesme’s infatuation with the Jade Trade Wind was deeply observed by Old Fallon.

In this situation, Matthew couldn’t take back the Jade Trade Wind, so he could only bite the bullet and ask,

“How much to rent the bow?”

The value of this elven longbow was obviously higher than Soldier’s pair of short knives.

He didn’t even consider buying it.

Before Old Fallon could speak, Rheagar, who had already jumped down from the tree, complained,

“When this old man was young, he was still a flirtatious, handsome man. Now, he has become a vampire who only cares about money. Time is indeed the greatest murderer of a man.”

Old Fallon looked at Rheagar angrily.

“If your sword were as tough as your mouth, you would have killed that viper with one strike. I wouldn’t have to worry about money all day.”

Hearing this, the smile on Rheagar’s face instantly disappeared.

“You’re right. It’s my fault. I should have killed it with a sword.”

Old Fallon looked at Rheagar’s expression and felt guilty.”

” No, I was wrong. I was the one who was closer to it, so I should have been the one to kill it. It’s just that I don’t know why, but all my courage was sucked out of me at that time. I actually took a few steps back, and as a result, that beast spat out poison..”


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