……

"You know my name?"

Matthew looked curiously and cautiously at the face that appeared on the tree wall.

The latter said honestly:

"Oh, of course, the wind of nature blowing from the main material realm sings your name, and they say that there is a necromancer who wants to reshape the soul of the oak tree in the main material realm on his own, and such courage is certainly impressive."

Reinventing the soul of the oak tree?

Why use the word reinvention?

Matthew's heart moved, could it be that this is the root of the way of nature to issue tasks to himself.

Between thoughts.

The Poison Giant Tree asked:

"Is the man next to you, a friend of you, Mr. Matthew?"

Matthew nodded:

"Yes, what's wrong, Mr. Giant Tree?"

"Oh roar, I have a name Matthew, just call me Solinka."

The giant tree introduced itself politely.

At this time, Lawrence, who was entangled in a large number of roots, somehow burst out with a huge force.

He came out of it, showed a head and shouted hoarsely:

"Make no mistake! Solinka, I summoned you! It's me! Not him! ”

Solinka quickly took on an apologetic expression.

He dragged Lawrence down and explained to Matthew:

"I originally wanted to eat this poet in one bite, after all, such a fresh demigod is rare, I haven't eaten such a delicacy in hundreds of years, but for your sake, I am willing to hold back this little appetite."

Matthew was stunned for a moment, and then thanked him:

"Really, thank you so much."

Solinka was flattered and said:

"No, no, no, I am the one who should be thanked, and I can let Mr. Matthew, who is favored by the future Oak Tree, the Soul of the Rainforest, and Lady Althea, accept a favor, and it is not in vain that I use my clone to go to the main material world."

Lorain pursed her lips, but remained silent.

Matthew just wanted to ask a few more questions.

As a result, Lawrence's guy actually came out of the vine pile again:

"Solinka, you idiot! I have summoned you! Kill those two! Kill them! ”

Syllable!

A hard slap of vine smacked him in the face.

Followed by.

Countless vines tied around Lawrence's waist and lifted him high.

His mouth was so stuffed with hundreds of vines that he couldn't make a sound, and he could only watch Matthew talk and laugh with the giant tree of the poison world.

"If you have the opportunity, welcome to the drug world, we are actually not as bad as the outside world rumores, you come here, you only need to report my name to the giant frog of the drug world, and no one will dare to hurt you. Of course, you have to strengthen your physique before you come, otherwise you will inevitably suffer some flesh and skin. ”

Solinka said mildly.

As he spoke, he also revealed a spell coordinate on the tree wall, saying that as long as he followed the index of this coordinate, he could find the entrance to the poison realm through the interdimensional teleportation technique.

Solinka seemed very enthusiastic, and Matthew wanted to talk to him more.

However, the current situation is really special.

Solinka's doppelganger continued to skyrocket, and soon, the Southern Theater could no longer accommodate it.

At Matthew's request, Solinka made them stand on one of her vines, and the vine rose as the giant tree grew.

Soon.

They came to a distance of three or four hundred meters in the air.

The view below is unobstructed.

On the square in front of the theater.

Two giants about six meters tall were moving forward slowly.

Their movements were slow, but their pace was enormous, and they soon began to pound the doors of the theater.

And in the sky.

Meteors flashed.

Matthew saw it really.

Those meteors are impressively drop pods with metal shells!

"Has the cloud elves reached this level of technology?"

Matthew was a little incredulous.

Lorraine nodded:

"Cloud Elves are a race that is both cursed and blessed at the same time, they usually can't easily touch the ground, they can only live in the clouds, but their level of technology is second only to Cyberdragon."

Between words.

A rumbling sound came.

southeast in the sky.

A huge float boat cleared the way, followed by countless small planes.

"Cyberdragon?"

Matthew asked.

Loren shrugged:

"Not only them, but due to the brief fluctuation of the godhead in the demigod ritual, the aura is enough to attract all the powerhouses and forces in the vicinity. Lo and behold, the soles of our feet have been surrounded, and that is the power of several local temples in Zeshui City. ”

Matthew looked at Loren with a headache:

"You'd better have a way out."

Solinka said thoughtfully:

"It turns out that they are here to encircle and suppress you, I thought that the material world now hates me so much, I just sent a clone to leave a mark, and they sent such a big battle."

"Uh, do you need my help? I can roll you up with vines and throw them so hard that I can throw them for about a dozen kilometers. ”

Luo Lan hurriedly refused:

"Thank you, no need, I'm afraid that if you roll it up, I'll be like that poor worm underneath, and I can't say anything with my mouth full of vines."

As he spoke, he took out a turquoise "Eagle Eye Jewel" and placed it in front of his left eye.

Then he quickly opened a door with a teleportation staff.

The two of them got inside.

The portal quickly disappears.

Matthew finds himself at the door of the Jungle Dance Inn!

"After tonight, we may be the big celebrities in the South!"

Lorraine smirked:

"Of course, they may have mistaken the giant tree for our summoning."

Matthew's face darkened.

"So run away early before they can determine your identity."

Loren whistled.

More than ten seconds later.

A giant albatross appeared in front of the two.

Lorraine expertly rolled over and climbed onto the albatross's back, then grabbed it by the neck, and said to Matthew:

"This chase is not over so soon, their goal is me, so you'd better not go with me, and leave Zeshui City as soon as possible."

"Goodbye Matthew, if you're still willing to see me again."

As he spoke, he winked at Matthew, and the albatross under him flapped its wings abruptly and soared into the sky!

Matthew silently stared at his back above the sky.

Suddenly.

He pulled the rich book from his bag.

But as soon as I took it out, the cover color of this yellow-skinned villain book continued to fade, and soon faded to pink and white.

The title of the book on the cover also became-

618 Makeup Techniques: Makeup Techniques for Men.

"Sure enough."

Matthew smiled silently.

He quickly returned to his room to find Leila, and the two of them left the city overnight.

I don't know if the movement in the direction of the theater attracted too much attention, and nothing happened along the way.

It wasn't until they left Zeshui City and came to the mountainside where they had a short rest before that the two of them took a short rest.

Matthew stood on the same cliff as when he came, looking at Zeshui City.

I saw that the crown of the giant tree that went straight into the clouds had already been wiped out by unknown injuries from all sides.

There was still a large amount of unknown magical light shining above the city of Korze.

That moment.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

"Let's go."

He greeted Lyra, who had always been expressionless.

After walking out for a long time, Leila suddenly asked:

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Matthew thought for a moment, looked north and said:

"It's nothing, maybe it's just a little homesick."

Leila heard this.

There was a deep look of envy in his eyes.

……

Two weeks later.

An unpretentious carriage drove down a bumpy cobblestone road, passing through the southern checkpoint of the Red Soil Mountains, through the golden wilderness, and finally slowly driving into the territory of Rolling Stone.

Matthew sat in the carriage, quietly feeling the changes in the power of the realm in his body.

He held a white porcelain vase in his hand, but the contents were empty.

Due to the peculiarities of the field of plague.

Matthew carefully chose to absorb only a little bit every day.

Half a month down.

Finally safely grasped the power of this hard-won field.

……

"Based on an unexpected bonus, you have successfully ventured into the sub-realm of death, the Plague.

In return for being involved in the field, you can pick one of the following three abilities –

1. Rotten sac evolution (your corrupt sac will have the ability to spread the plague quickly)

2. Plague Necrons (Your undead will have the ability to spread the plague quickly)

3. Symptom Enhancement (you can use this ability on a single target, after which you can choose up to two of the underlying diseases or symptoms on the target, causing them to worsen dramatically in a very short period of time)

You've chosen "Symptom Enhancement"!"

……

There is really nothing to choose from these three.

Matthew didn't want to be a walking plague spreader at all, but his ability to exacerbate the target disease was extremely useful.

Most of the occupations in these years are sub-healthy.

Who hasn't had a headache with brain fever occupational disease?

Don't talk about it, the mage is sick all the year round.

Even if a soldier doesn't have old injuries, he always has joint strain, right?

The bard aside, laryngitis is a high probability.

The druids look very healthy, often eat raw food and mess around in the wild, and most likely have gastroenteritis, or anal polyps or something.

Thieves with the best skills in their hands have tenosynovitis and arthritis if they can't keep it even.

Nine times out of ten, the professionals of the Northland have a cold disease.

Adventurers who live near the sea are prone to gout.

How can there be so many perfectly healthy people coming and going?

Only the warrior monk has the protection of qi, and it is relatively healthier.

Matthew felt that this ability was very useful below the legendary.

Legend above reshapes the golden body, then another story.

……

"You have completed your initiation in the Plague realm, and your current status is: Beginner.

You have gained a permanent state, "Health Origin".

Health Origin: You have +10 Sickness Resistance and +15 Plague Resistance

You have gained a limited-time status "Riddled with Ills".

Afflicted: You can activate this status at any time for the next three years, and then turn it into a temporary state for 60 days.

During these 60 days, you can stimulate your physical growth by contracting diseases, plagues, and even toxins.

Be careful, please face up to your own resistance, overinfection may lead to death!"

……

Status-wise.

The Health Origin provides a good base resistance, which gives Matthew more confidence when he comes into contact with the relevant elements of the plague field in the future.

And the limited-time status looks tempting.

After all, no one would refuse this attribute of physique.

It's just that Matthew always thinks it's easy to kill himself.

The good news is that this state can be turned on at any time in the next three years.

Matthew still felt that before using this ability, he had to raise his resistance higher.

After sorting out the power of the realm.

Matthew's attention returned to the outside.

After entering Rolling Stone's territory, the road conditions were noticeably better, and the carriage was less bumpy when driving.

Matthew stretched comfortably, feeling a little excited.

But suddenly.

A dark shadow swept over him.

The coachman soothed the horses in panic, and Leila quickly lifted the door and asked:

"What's wrong?"

The coachman said:

"A big strange bird has come and blocked our way."

Leila just wanted to get out.

Matthew had lifted the curtain and walked out:

"Don't be nervous, it should be coming for me."

Carriage ahead.

An albatross tall enough to be two meters tall stood there stunned.

See Matthew.

He walked awkwardly like a penguin, and after handing a letter to Matthew, he flapped his wings and flew away.

Whew!

It's a lot of air.

Matthew covered his mouth and nose and passed through the dust and returned to the carriage, and said to the coachman:

"Let's keep walking."

The carriage moved slowly.

Leila glanced at the pink letter:

"Girls?"

Matthew smiled:

"No, a very angry man."

said.

He opened the letter.

……

"Dear Matthew,

See the words as they are.

I was lying on the soft bedding of the female captain of the Big Wave, watching the seagulls and nerd-headed whales frolicking outside the porthole.

The cabin was not comfortable at all, and the environment here was like a seafood market in the south in June, stuffy and hot.

But who told me to take a whaling ship downwind?

It's been half a month since we parted, so forgive me for writing to you at this time.

Probably because I am not used to it, I turn the pen a thousand times every time, and in the end I can only leave a few words on the paper.

But today, I decided to write you a letter anyway.

Because in the morning Captain Halimah brought me a jar of canned tangerines - a sweet and spicy food which I don't usually like to eat at all.

But sweets give you courage.

I opened the can, set it aside, and wrote as I ate, and ate the can when I wrote where my heart was weak, so that I would probably have a chance to finish the letter.

That's right.

The reason why I am reluctant to write to you is a lack of courage.

Although they have only been dating for a short period of ten days.

I am really touched and embarrassed by your sincerity, kindness and trust.

Every time I remember that I deceived you several times to achieve my goals, even the taste of canned tangerines seems to turn bitter.

Where to start?

Let's scribble.

……

About five years ago.

Cloud Elves and Sky Giants have discovered the ruins of a divine war in the ruins of the clouds.

They found more than four collapsed places in the ruins caused by the fall of the gods.

At first, the two joined forces to explore the first Collapsed Land, and it was soon determined that the Fallen God that formed the Fallen Land came from a male deity named "Flynn".

What's more, they soon discovered Flynn's peeling godhead in the Collapsed Lands!

Although the divine power and divinity in it have long since disappeared, with this godhead, both forces have the opportunity to cultivate a demigod.

It is also not known who was the first to tear up the agreement.

In short, the two sides fought directly in the collapsed place.

In this way, the Cloud Elves and Sky Giants struck from the Collapsed Land to the Divine War Ruins, and then to the Cloud Ruins.

The temptation to become a demigod is just too great.

Skirmishes quickly escalated into large-scale protracted wars.

In the protracted war, neither the cloud elves nor the sky giants could withstand each other's attrition and began to pull in foreign aid.

I happened to be in Cloud City at the time, and because I had a good relationship with the Cloud Elves, I was soon invited by them to join the war.

Out of curiosity about the ruins on the clouds, I agreed.

Unfortunately, however.

The Sky Giant also called for foreign help—

They brought in Cyberdragon's fleet of floatboats.

Unbelievable!

These Sky Giants who are kicked by donkeys every day are counting on the Mechanics to win this war for them!

As soon as I landed on the ruins in the clouds, the grapevine told me about the movements of the Cyberdragon float, and I immediately fled.

My decision turned out to be quite wise.

Don't go near the Wizard Mechanic, you'll get unlucky!

That night, the ruins on the clouds were very lively, and the wizards didn't know what they were doing, but in short, they blew up a quarter of the relics of the Divine War at once!

The remaining three-quarters have also been severely damaged, which has inspired the barrier of self-preservation, and has become inaccessible.

That night, the Cloud Elves and Sky Giants suffered numerous casualties.

I don't know about the situation on the Cyber Dragon's side, and I don't dare to care about it.

All I know is that because of the explosion, Flynn's collapsed ground fell to the world.

Many forces have seen this.

Countless hands fought openly and secretly against Flynn's godhead.

Luckily for me.

I finally got it.

However, it is impossible to get the Cloud Elves, Sky Giants, and Cyberdragons to give up their godheads.

They kept an eye on Flynn's breath.

In order to avoid extraneous branches.

I took my Godhead and flew away, and disappeared.

For a long time, I put my Godhead in a lead box and didn't even dare to look at it more.

……

Years later.

They gradually loosened their grip on the Godhead.

And I finally had the opportunity to learn about this treasure.

Soon.

I found out that there were two problems with this treasure.

First, Flynn's field is not pure, he is mainly acting, and he has even annexed some plagues.

If I want to be promoted to a demigod in this way, I will inevitably be affected by the plague.

I hate plagues, and in my path of legend, plagues are an option that absolutely must be erased.

This must be overcome, there is no doubt about it.

Second, Flynn's godhead seemed to have been tainted by something, and there was a hint of madness.

I traced the traces of the imprint and found it to be related to a dusk creature named "Asitana".

He rules the dark realms of voodoo, destruction, trickery, sudden death, and sudden death.

If it were to merge directly, I would inevitably be contaminated by Ashitana.

Even if you successfully become a demigod, your mental condition will become a hidden worry after that.

Again, this is a problem that needs to be overcome.

Next.

It took me three months to come up with a plan.

In this project, I need to find an unlucky guy who can find a way for me, wade through the water for me, and confront the pollution of Asitana for me.

At the same time, I can also smoothly strip away the plague realm contained in the god grid when I plundered the demigod fruit.

In order to keep my plans from being noticed in advance, I came to Zeshui City a long time ago.

After a year and a half of observation.

I found a near-perfect option.

That was Lawrence of the Southern Drama Theatre.

When we first met, this young man made a good impression on me.

He was always so enthusiastic and cheerful, even if others sarcastically mocked him, he didn't seem to mind, but he silently endured the pain by himself, and then gave back a smile and funny to the audience.

But soon, I discovered the dark side of Lawrence.

In the circus, he often secretly abused animals as a way to vent his anger.

Outside of the theater, he would pretend to be the theater top Brandon to date the girls, and often slander Brandon after they had big bellies.

Poor Brandon may have too many women, he can't remember who is who, and he thinks that every woman who comes to the door thinks he did it himself.

At first, he was willing to pay some money, but then it was quickly hollowed out, and he changed his appearance.

Brandon's ugliness was seen by Lawrence.

He was so complacent about it that he intensified it until he was almost discovered by a girl he was dating, and he stopped in time.

And what really prompted me to choose him as the unlucky guy was because during an investigation I found out that Lawrence had killed people at a very young age!

It happened when he was about eight or nine years old, when one night a circus tiger suddenly ran out of its cage and ate someone.

Afterwards, there were different opinions, and no one knew how the tiger escaped from the cage, and according to the previous rules, when the tiger was not trained, it would be fed every day, so that it would not attack and eat people at night.

In the end, there was no conclusion to this matter.

But we can be sure of two things -

First, it was Lawrence who was in charge of feeding the tiger meat that night.

Second, the person who died was Jace, the deputy regimental commander who had the worst attitude towards Lawrence in the regiment and beat and scolded and whipped at every turn.

Presumably out of trust in the child, no one believed that Lawrence would kill Jace.

Only his wife, with a woman's intuition, decided that Lawrence was the murderer of Jace.

But at the request of the regiment commander, she couldn't do anything, at most she could only squeeze Lawrence verbally on a daily basis.

Of course, the abuse that Lawrence received in those years was due to Jace and his wife.

And after I learned what was going on through spells and special abilities, I went into action.

I gave Lawrence a godhead that I had remodeled after an accidental fall.

I have been blessed with the knowledge and rituals necessary to become a demigod.

Of course, I hid an important part of it, and I also did something with the Godhead.

By these means, I can ensure that he is promoted to demigod on the day I want.

Of course, I also gave Lawrence a chance to be good, and if he was pure enough to refuse to be the Lord of the Plague, things wouldn't have gotten to the next step.

You can laugh at me for being hypocritical, and I do have bad intentions, but I never wanted to kill him.

Even if he loses his Godhead, the minstrel of the bard that I have attached to the Godhead will be enough to bring him back to life.

It's a pity that once people's desires are amplified, they can't go back, right?

Well, I'll admit, I'm really a bad seed from that point of view.

In short, after luring Lawrence to the path of the Plague King's show.

I started looking for my main character.

That's right.

Lawrence has his demigod rituals.

I have mine too.

You saw me easily take away his godhead that day, not only because my realm and power were above him, but also because of my performance.

Sorry Matthew.

You are the protagonist and audience I finally chosen.

From the first glance we met.

The ritual of my promotion to demigod began.

(This damn canned tangerine is so sweet!) Captain Halimah came and asked me if I needed water, of course I did, I was dying of thirst! I'll go over now and come back and continue writing)

(It's already dark when I come back, that damn girl's physical strength is amazing, who knew that the water she said wasn't literal, I'm thirstier now, forget it, take a sip of sugar water and continue writing)

- Speaking of acting, don't you still think I'm a super rich second generation, right?

That's a lie!

Think about it carefully, in the days I have been with you, what are some of the aspects that make you think I am particularly rich?

Actually, it's only the first face, right?

A few cheap bottles of holy water, some forged charms and scrolls, just the right performance and an arrogant temperament, and a simple and crude line.

You're convinced, aren't you?

It's not your fault.

I've used this trick on a lot of people, and I've tried it almost a lot.

Every time this process comes down, everyone thinks from the bottom of their hearts that I am a rich second generation.

That's where the "Law of Showing: First Impressions" comes in!

With this preconceived impression.

Even if I then pick and choose in the market and bargain with others, you will only think that I am a smart rich second generation, and you will not realize that I am a false appearance.

Later, when I entered the rainforest, I didn't need to deliberately perform, just do a few details, and you will make up the rest yourself, am I right?

Sorry, Matthew.

This is the first place where I deceived you, and here I also completed the first step of the ritual -

"Identity fraud".

And then there's the second step.

"Cognitive fraud".

During your travels in the Rainforest and the city of Cordo, you must have heard the news of some bohemian poet who single-handedly broke through the Naga Palace?

The news spread both at sea and on land.

I know you'll be adoring and envious of me after hearing this.

I want to laugh when I think about that scene.

Sorry, Matthew.

It was the result of six or seven fellow bards who had been spreading rumors around the coastline day and night.

I didn't really lie to you this time, it only takes six or seven bards to exert their efforts at the same time, and it can form a stormy news effect in a certain area.

The most ridiculous thing is.

And not only the people on the shore believed this outrageous story.

Even the Naga of the sea believed it!

The Naga warriors, who were far away from the palace, thought that civil strife had really broken out, so they fought each other without saying a word.

When I left, they were still having fun.

I don't know the rest of the story, but the Nagas should stop.

Should.

And then there's the third step.

During the day on the night of the ceremony, when I took you to buy a ticket, I lied that I didn't have enough gold on me and borrowed a sum of money from you.

I'm sorry Matthew, but you're definitely not going to go back with this money.

This is also part of the ritual –

"Money fraud".

Up here.

Matthew, you've almost been cheated by me with money.

But there is still one last point that must be achieved in the ritual, and it is also the most difficult point on my demigod path-

That's "trust fraud"!

In the theater, when the good drama is staged.

I told you you you just had to be a spectator, but in fact you and I still had to be in the end.

I made you trust me, but I was already full of flaws.

I know you've noticed the anomaly by that time.

If you continue to get to the bottom of it, or walk away, then my ritual is doomed to fail.

But you don't.

I appreciate the trust you have placed in me.

I know it's not because of my acting skills or anything, it's because you genuinely consider me a friend.

That's what makes me feel the most guilty.

I left the plague realm to you afterwards, and it will make my little conscience feel better.

But like you said, friends should trust each other and not hurt each other.

I don't know if my actions hurt you.

I'm sorry if there is.

If you were to leave me from now on, I would have no complaints.

But if you think that I, a guy full of lies, can still be saved, and are willing to continue to be friends with me, then please write back to let me know (I am traveling far away at the moment, I have no fixed place, I will tell you as soon as I have a new address, if you want to reply, just write it and give it to Sweet Girl, it is the Albatross, it will come to you from time to time).

I swear.

I might cheat anyone later.

But it will not deceive you.

My friend.

Matthew.

- Your best friend.

Level 20 Bard > Level 1 Dusk Chant & Deceitful Demigod.

Musical Instrument Master > Weapon Master > Amateur Grave Robber & Smandy's Lie Operator > Honorary Citizen of Cloud City > Sword Singer of Deep Blue Harbor & 3rd of the Top 10 Most Popular Women Men on the East Coast in the New Decade.

At the age of 45, but he didn't think he was old at all. Ranch."

……

Close the stationery.

Matthew was filled with emotion.

Loren's account didn't go too far beyond his expectations.

While watching "a good play" in the theater, Matthew already sensed that something was wrong.

The choice after that can only be said to be a matter of opinion.

Now it seems that the results are not too bad?

Connections: +1 for Legendary Poets.

"If a trust can be exchanged for the friendship of a legendary and demigod poet, I guess many people will enthusiastically sign up, right?"

Matthew smiled.

He didn't reply immediately.

Instead, close your eyes and enjoy the tranquility that belongs to you on the way home.

But the tranquility didn't last long.

The carriage stopped.

The coachman and a few people outside chattered for a while.

A moment later.

A gentle young male voice came in:

"Hello, I'm a resident of Rolling Stone, and I'm going to rush to the South Trade Post on something important, but my carriage is broken down on the road, and it won't be repaired for a while."

"Can you take me all the way?"

Matthew lifted the curtain and found that the other party was a young man who was only a little worse than him.

He stood alone, not far away with a carriage parked on the side of the road, and the coachman was checking something under it.

The young man's expression looked a little anxious.

"Yes, come on."

It's all from Rolling Stone, and Matthew doesn't mind carrying him all the way.

"Thank you!"

The man said gratefully.

There wasn't a lot of space in this carriage.

As soon as the man got into the car, Leila squeezed in, ending up next to Matthew.

A faint fragrance entered Matthew's mouth and nose.

He quietly moved a few steps to the side, but instead moved closer to the strange man.

"Sorry for the trouble."

The man apologized.

Then he graciously held out his hand to Matthew:

"My name is Howard, Howard. Joels. I have local properties in Southside Trading Post and Rolling Stone, what do you call them? ”

Matthew subconsciously stretched out his hand.

But suddenly.

The name seemed familiar to him.

……

(End of chapter)