002 Necromantic Summoning: Bone Dragon
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Following.
Matthew got up early in the morning.
Today is Saturday.
He didn't need to go to Seaver during the day.
Just in time to complete the final task indicators.
He hurried out the door with a few bags of saplings from the greenhouse.
Peggy is really meticulous.
In addition to everything she needed to plant, she also kept lunch boxes and water bags on the shelves next to the sapling bags - which meant that not only did she guess that Matthew was going to do a big job today, but she also guessed that he would most likely forget to get food from the kitchen.
This care is a miracle for an undead creature of a low rank.
Sometimes Matthew feels that it is not impossible to let Peggy plant trees instead of him.
But he also just thinks about it.
Rolling Stones isn't a remote place where magic is extinct, and necromancers aren't in the world of Aindor to the point where everyone shouts at them, but a walking skeleton always attracts a lot of strange looks.
Not to mention that Peggy is still a rare skeleton transformed from a dead minotaur.
Fantasy like 'skeletons planting trees' is bound to attract all kinds of criticism in a small place like Rolling Stone.
It's troublesome to think about.
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Oak Grove North.
Matthew walked steadily through the land ahead.
He's looking for a site for the saplings.
Planting trees is never an easy thing to do β
Selection;
Germination;
base soil configuration;
greenhouse planting;
tree pit site selection;
transplantation and conservation;
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This series of steps has been well known to Matthew over the past three years.
But at the practical level, there are always all kinds of troubles that need to be solved.
For example, now, Matthew has prepared the saplings and tools, but the construction has been delayed due to the difficulty of selecting a site.
"Rolling Rock isn't a great place to plant trees."
Look at the billowing black smoke drifting from the west.
Matthew was so emotional.
The Gold Prospector Basin is known for its variety of pits, and the land has been dug back and forth several times by humans and kobolds, both above and below ground, and most of the land is unsuitable for plants.
Man-made pollution is just that.
What's even more terrifying is the big scar in the north!
Matthew stood high on a mound and looked north.
"It's getting closer again."
He looked at the black scar that spread from the north with a complicated expression.
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"Traces of the Dead"
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It was a natural disaster that scarred the earth many years ago.
It stretches from Gem Bay to the east, through the Jade Court and the Yongge Forest, and ends in the Dukedom and Gold Prospector Basin of the Human Kingdom.
Near the Marks of the Dead.
Extinction.
Even undead creatures struggle to survive.
It was the purest and most violent force of extermination.
Mortals are unmatched.
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"There are many similarities between this world and the game world, but there are also many differences; There's no trace of the dead in the game world, and I haven't heard of Rolling Stone or Jade Court - maybe a universe, but not on one plane? β
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Retract your gaze.
Matthew walked down the hill.
Behind him was a growing oak forest, in front of him was a barren and barren land, and behind the oak forest was the red-topped and yellow-brick Rolling Stone Town.
The three areas are distinct.
Sometimes Matthew thinks that the tasks released by the system may be related to the Traces of the Dead.
For the more he looked at the oak forest, the more it looked like a shield against the marks of the dead.
Pity.
"A single oak forest alone will not stop the scars of the dead from spreading."
He thought nonchalantly.
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Matthew made a big circle down the hillside.
Finally found a few suitable pit spots.
It was beyond his plans, but it was still some way from the Traces of the Dead, and the oak saplings planted would not fail to survive.
Limited by his physique and strength, Matthew's work is not vigorous, but he is better than his experience.
He maintains a certain rhythm and pace.
Until the sun rises high in the heavens.
The saplings in the sacks have made their homes down the hillside.
Matthew wiped his sweat, took a bottle of green liquor from his bosom, and sprinkled it on the oak saplings one by one.
This is the "growing green liquor" that he bought from the druids of the Overwatch Heights at a high price, which has catalytic and consolidation effects on plants, and can withstand the natural growth of 20 years a year after long-term watering.
It's a pity that this is the last bottle Matthew has on hand.
These three years.
Matthew put almost all of his savings into a vigorous tree planting project.
Now it's finally harvest time.
His hands trembled slightly.
Burst.
Drops of green liquor fall.
The little sapling, which was still wilting just now, instantly stood up!
That moment.
Matthew's eyes lit up.
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"Having successfully planted 5 oak trees, your natural affinity has been slightly improved
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Cumulative number of planted and live oak trees: 1001
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You have completed the primary objective of 'Main Quest: Planting Trees'.
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You've been rewarded with 'Necromancy (Bone Dragon)' &'Lots of XP'!"
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"Your level has been raised to level 8!
(You can't continue to upgrade, the remaining XP has been balanced, please advance as soon as possible)
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Your Necromancy spell level has been increased to level 8 and a contract slot has been added!
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+1 for your Intelligence
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Your perception is +1
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You've gained a new ability, 'Instant Summoning'!
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You've gained a new ability, 'Fixed Point Fall'!
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Your ability 'Rotten Cyst Mastery' has been upgraded to 'Rotten Skill'!
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You can learn more advanced spells!
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Dense information drifted through Matthew's eyes.
A great sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
The increase in attributes and abilities did not surprise Matthew.
However, in terms of experience, there is still a surplus of 3 levels in a row, which can be said to be very rich!
That's a lot more experience than he's gained every day through necromancy meditation!
But.
Matthew's most important thing is to summon a bone dragon!
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Necromantic Summoning (Bone Dragon): You can summon a bone dragon to your service at any time.
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Note: This skullsaur is no more than level 15.
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Contract Status: Contracted"
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"It's actually in the state of a contract, and it saved me a contract slot!"
Matthew was satisfied.
Necromancer summoning is a necromancer's mastery that increases with your level.
And for every two class levels raised, there will be an additional 'contract slot'.
This is for the purpose of concluding a specific summon.
Necromancers consume less mana when summoning a contract target.
The tacit understanding between the two sides is also higher.
It's been a long time.
Some necromancers will even develop feelings for their own contracts.
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Kobold Pit.
In a hidden underground cave.
Matthew wields the Deadwood Staff and tries to summon a bone dragon for the first time.
The sound of a spell sounded.
With the support of the new ability "Instant Summoning".
As soon as the first syllable came out of Matthew's mouth, the dark cavern flickered with an inverse six-pointed star circle pointing to the negative energy plane, and gray bone powder and green phosphorus fire floated from the void like snowflakes.
Matthew stared intently.
A skeletal beast, mostly submerged in darkness, was vigilantly entrenched there.
"Boil~"
A dark blue soul fire lit up from within the bone dragon's skull.
It stared at Matthew indifferently.
Matthew was a little nervous by his eyes.
There was a constant 'boiling' sound in the air like a cave leaking.
One man and one dragon are so deadlocked.
Matthew's muscles tightened unusually tightly.
This is the first time he has faced a monster that is nearly twice his level!
The contract he had made was enough for him to be immune to the faint dragon might.
But the fear of the enormous pressure and terrifying image of the body cannot be erased.
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"It's no wonder that people in the world are always prejudiced against necromancers, things in the necromantic realm are more terrifying than one another, and how many people can look directly at this fear?"
Matthew adjusts his mindset.
He waved his staff of deadwood and commanded the bone dragon:
"Bow your head."
The movements of the bone dragon are slow but determined.
Its long neck slowly bypassed the rocks and ceiling of the cave.
Then landed firmly on the ground in front of Matthew.
Its mandible is close to the ground.
The dark blue soul fire jumped and jumped.
Somehow.
Matthew actually felt a trace of nervousness from the spiritual fire of the behemoth in front of him.
Matthew was immediately happy.
The bone dragon is nervous, and he is not nervous.
He had the audacity to step on the bone dragon's head.
The latter made a 'whine' sound and appeared very docile.
Matthew was settled.
He bent down and stroked the bones of the bone dragon.
Dry.
It's still very rough.
At first glance, it is not a precious bone.
"When we have money, we will definitely change you with a good bone."
Matthew couldn't help but say.
"Boiling ......"
The bone dragon groaned.
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"Philorius (Bone Dragon)'s loyalty to you has been increased to 85!"
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Matthew Ichae.
"So easy to satisfy? After that, I painted a few more pies. β
The bone dragon slowly raised its head.
It has a small amplitude.
Matthew was able to look down on the cave from a higher angleβ
Originally a paradise for gold prospectors, the land was depleted of minerals and left unused by a kobold tribe.
After the Blood Banner family took charge of Rolling Stone, the local lords issued several kobold expulsion orders one after another, and under the hunting of the surrounding adventurers and mercenaries, this area gradually became completely silent.
As far as Matthew knows.
There are many similar caves in the Gold Digger Basin.
These caves are intricate.
Rumor has it that some of the caves are even connected to the wider underworld.
That's also where the kobolds really evacuated.
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Matthew rarely sets foot in these areas.
But the size of the bone dragon is so large that even this underground cavern can barely hold it, and you can imagine how much trouble it would cause if it appeared on the surface.
He is a low-key and pragmatic man.
He had never intended to hide his identity as a necromancer.
But I don't want to get into trouble for no reason.
"It's better to play in the hole in the future."
Think so.
Matthew carefully examined the body of the bone dragon.
By the way, I also checked its data.
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"Name: Philorius
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Race: Bone Dragon (LV15)
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Attributes: Strength 24 / Agility 10 / Constitution 17 / Intelligence 4 / Will 10 / Charisma 14
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Traits: Blind (60 feet) / Immune Acid / Immune to Cold / Sensitive Senses / Undead
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Ability: Flattery/First Strike/Necromantic Dragon/Dash/Sweep ......"
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"Flattery?"
Matthew realized it later.
"Was he currying favor with me just now?"
As if to confirm Matthew's thoughts.
There was a sound of the bone dragon 'boiling' under his feet, and with the emotions transmitted by the dancing soul fire, it seemed to be a bit flattering.
The image of a macho man that had just been established in Matthew's mind because of the tall and powerful bone dragon suddenly disappeared.
He couldn't help but stomp his foot:
"Your name is so hard to pronounce."
"I'll call you 'Xiao Boil' in the future!"
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Pharoleus was stunned for a moment.
Immediately, the fire of its soul shook violently.
Bursts of joy flowed down the contract.
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"Thanks to the grace of the name, Philorius (Bone Dragon) has increased his loyalty to you to 90!"
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Maybe it's too happy.
Xiao Boil's head shook too much.
Matthew almost got dumped by it!
Fortunately, his perception and agility are good.
A dashing little jump.
Matthew landed steadily in the shadows of the cave.
But in that moment.
He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Turn around and look in the direction where the strange sensation on the soles of your feet came from.
He stepped on a bloodstained garment.
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