……

Matthew gave a quick glance and continued to use the method of elimination.

"Bodybuilding form" was definitely the first to be ruled out.

Matthew doesn't need to attract the opposite sex, let alone the same sex.

His charisma is no longer like that of a mage.

There is no need to expand further in this area.

And the beautiful muscles are nothing but good-looking, which is worthless to Matthew, who has always been pragmatic.

The ability of "night owl" is actually very good.

It is naturally suitable for necromancers who often work overnight.

And the judgment on enhancing physical fitness is also a very domineering effect.

The same is true for "strong absorption".

This ability can give Matthew a chance to recover quickly.

In a protracted war.

This ability may come in handy.

Swap it out for something else.

Both options have the potential to be picked by Matthew.

But when he saw the last item.

The first two solid abilities were quickly left behind by him.

Because "Tree Transformation" is an even rarer and more precious ability!

For the druids.

Wilderness forms abound, but the vast majority of wilderness forms exist in animal form, and plants are extremely rare.

On the one hand, turning into a plant really doesn't help much in battle.

And in terms of life, I'm afraid not many druids are willing to experience the life of plants.

After all, compared to the excitement of the animal world.

The plant world is much more lonely and lonely.

Therefore, similar abilities are not only rare, but also chicken ribs in the eyes of most people.

And Matthew is different.

He is determined to take the road of life and death.

And plants are the majority in nature!

This is an easy point to overlook.

Because trees and grass don't make their own sounds.

Matthew decisively won this ability!

After that, he can become a real oak tree and experience the life of a plant.

This process will help him to explore and progress in the field of nature.

Take 10,000 steps back.

Even the experience of turning into a plant is not beneficial to Matthew's practice.

Then he could at least produce some oak seeds himself.

Brainstorming.

If you can't leave offspring on this planet in animal form.

Then it is not impossible to leave some offspring of plants.

Matthew's thinking gradually diverged a little.

Soon, though.

His attention was once again focused on the data bar.

"The physique has really gotten stronger......"

Matthew was pleasantly surprised.

Riddled with diseases is really a very rebellious time-limited ability!

No matter how dangerous its process is, it can directly improve the physique, which is a dream opportunity for most people!

After all, it is not easy to improve the 6 major attributes.

Especially non-professionally related.

Take Matthew, for example.

It is easier for his intelligence and perception to improve.

But the enhancement of other attributes is very difficult.

under normal channels.

or spend blood to take the route of a kryptonite warrior like Margaret, and pull up his own attributes through various enchantments;

Either you have to exercise consistently, the key is that this kind of exercise may not be able to really improve to the attributes, and sometimes it is even just a psychological comfort.

And a person like Matthew who only needs a hospital gown to stimulate the growth of his physique is a shortcut to heaven!

But he also knew it.

The reason why this ability seems so powerful is because of the concern of the spores in his body.

If there is no Hasman to share his spore field.

Matthew would never dare to take poison so unscrupulously.

Tarand is also not a vegetarian.

The poison sacs she created were so poisonous that even high-ranking druids had to be treated with caution, and only Matthew, who had received the blessing of the spores, could mess around like this.

"So sometimes I still have to go out for a walk, make more weird friends, and there is always a time to borrow strength."

Matthew thought to himself.

His current physique is 13 points, far beyond ordinary people, inferior to warriors of the same level, but he is already extremely strong among mages.

What's more, he also has negative energy transformation and life energy that can be released at any time.

This makes Matthew's physique a warrior among mages!

If I continue to improve.

When the time comes, he will be dressed as a warrior, and those who don't know may really mistake him for a warrior!

Think of it.

Matthew couldn't help but shake his mind.

"Plague rats and poison sacs are the source of infection for plague and toxins respectively, as long as they are all cut off, Taland's final counterattack will also fail!"

He said to Ai Lan categorically.

Ai Lan was still immersed in surprise.

She stammered a little and asked Matthew:

"Y-Are you alright?"

"Did you just use a trick? No, I can feel that you really ate that poison sac! ”

"Could it be the antidote you prepared beforehand?"

Winter Moon's eyes were full of curiosity.

Matthew laughed and made a joke:

"Maybe our necromancers have a better appetite."

"I'll leave it to you first, and I'll be in charge of cutting off the new wave of infection!"

said.

He immediately turned into a raven and flew into the air, frantically searching!

Poison sacs are easy to find.

Most of these plants grow on the walls of streets and alleys.

Its form is somewhat like a creeper.

It's just that there are no small white flowers on their bodies, only large and small poison sacs on the tips or tops.

The sac expands itself.

When it expands to a certain extent, it will automatically explode, contaminating the nearby air and water, and making the space highly toxic.

It's a little longer.

The entire Cross City is about to become a city of poison and plague!

Matthew, naturally, won't sit idly by.

The raven flew over the wall, trying his best to find the poison sac, and every time he saw one, he flew straight over and took a sip!

Quack!

Sting!

The chewing of poison sacs and the tearing of ravens kept ringing.

One poison sac after another was swallowed into Matthew's abdomen.

Gradually.

There was a burning fire in his belly.

Streams of heat frantically scurried through his body.

Matthew could sense it.

In the process, the spores became more active, and the spore field was slowly growing.

And comparatively.

The increase in autotoxin resistance is not so obvious!

"The improvement of toxin resistance must be hard antitoxin to withstand damage, only in this way can the attribute be greatly increased, but my current situation is that the poison sac has just been decomposed and neutralized by the spores, and the body has not suffered the damage of the toxin in essence, so the corresponding resistance has naturally not increased."

Matthew reasoned.

It's a bit of a pity.

However, compared to the double improvement in the field of physique and spores, the slower progress of poison resistance did not affect Matthew's enthusiasm for work.

Like a greedy raccoon, he frantically searches all corners of the city.

Soon.

The poison sacs in the wolverine area were eaten clean by Matthew!

And while passing by a street corner.

He suddenly noticed a row of plague rats swaggering through the market.

They storm roadside shops and try to bite pedestrians.

Their actions are arrogant.

Many people who have been near or bitten by plague rats have developed symptoms of plague to varying degrees.

Matthew hesitated.

The next second.

The raven flapped its wings and swept past at great speed.

Burst!

His powerful claws easily grabbed a plague rat and threw it into the air, then tilted his head up!

Syllable!

The raven swallowed the plague rat alive!

……

"Hint: You've devoured a plague rat, and you're about to be infected with the plague!

Your blessing "Spore Care" is in effect.

You have broken down the plague on the plague rats!

Fighting both toxins and plagues, the spores that Hasman has given you become more active.

Your temporary status "Plagued with Diseases" effect has been increased-

For the next hour.

Each poison sac or plague rat you consume gives you double the benefits (including Toxin Resistance, Plague Resistance, and Constitution Boost).

Special.

You may experience varying degrees of negative reactions during this time.

But these negative reactions will not affect your life.

It's just a stress response from the organism when it encounters a traumatic signal."

……

"Double the gains?"

Matthew's eyes lit up.

The discomfort of being a little nauseous just now because of swallowing the plague rat disappeared in an instant.

He looked into the city with red-eyed eyes.

It's not just a static poison sac, but even the rampant and domineering plague rat he doesn't plan to let go of one!

"Everyone, go catch rats for me!"

Matthew gave a ruthless order through the necromantic contract.

As soon as this statement came out.

All units on the street of the undead moved.

Skeletons and zombies are still slowly wandering around the street corners looking for cunning plague rats.

The ghosts, on the other hand, swarmed out and began to hunt for rats like well-trained pastoral cats!

Time.

The scene became chaotic and a little funny.

People were surprised to see the red-glowing rats break into their homes, and even more surprised to see ghosts come through the walls and forcibly take the rats.

And above the sky.

There's always a raven circling.

Whenever a new poison sac appears.

The raven would fly down and take it away.

Gradually.

The previous panic has become less severe.

The impact of plague and toxin on the entire city has also begun to decrease dramatically.

In the sky.

Winter Moon Ai Lan watched all this silently, with a thoughtful glint in her eyes.

Then she focused.

Complete the space closure operation.

"Next, it should be okay, right?"

She glanced uncertainly, in the direction where the holy oak was.

……

St. Oak District.

Inside the Sword and Fire Enchantment.

Outside the Underground Sanctuary.

A group of druids gathered around a steaming cesspool, each with a serious expression on their faces, while some had anger written on their faces.

Ever since the two Grand Druids entered the Underground Sanctuary to suppress the demons left behind by the Dark Ages.

Druids from both conservative and radical factions gathered around this pond on more than one occasion for fierce fights.

This pond is called Jingyue Pond.

In addition to its basic ornamental function, it also reflects the natural realm of the Cross City.

In the Jingyue Pond right now, sewage is flowing sideways, and poisonous gases are going up.

Obviously.

The druids were not ignorant of the terrible situation in the Cross City.

Even they knew it all better than the inhabitants who didn't know what was going on.

Just for one reason or another.

They're stuck here.

Because no one can convince anyone, the daily arguments seem to have become a repeat of the same old tune.

"That kid is still vomiting and diarrhea!"

"Mirsing, Zirat, you ought to go and see that child's vomit, what a horrible poison!"

"We can use the power of healing to heal the wounds on his body, but to expel the toxins and plagues from his body, we must use a large purification enchantment!"

A man dressed in animal skins and with a tiger's back yelling at another group of people:

"Without our help, the civilians of Cross City would not have survived this disaster!"

"I never expected you to have the most basic kindness, but what the hell is it okay to open the damn barrier and let us go out and help?"

His face was red and his ears were red, and his mouth exploded.

There were also many people behind him who echoed his rhetoric.

"Open the barrier, let's go!"

Conservative druids protested.

The leader of the radical druids is a man with slender eyebrows and eyes.

His expression looked a little cold, and his eyes were vertical, looking like a cold-blooded viper.

He said calmly to the man in the fur:

"Calm down, Delon."

"Where did you put him, boy?"

DeLong said angrily:

"According to your orders, I will put him in a cage after completing the basic treatment, you can rest assured, he will not escape!"

"Fuck you Mising, you don't suspect that kid is a spy, do you?!"

Mirsing replied nonchalantly:

"I can't rule it out, so you'll have to keep an eye on him."

"You brought him back, and you have to do it, or if something happens, you can't afford that responsibility."

Delong had a fed up look on his face:

"I know that the Underground Sanctuary is above all else, and that the remnants of the souls of nature since the founding of the Earth Society inhabit it......"

Mirsing interrupted:

"These souls of nature have done a great job for the Earth Society throughout history, they have given everything for us, and now they have become the target of the gods, and we are supposed to protect them, this task is higher than everything else, I thought you should be able to figure it out."

De'Longhi takes a step forward:

"Don't press me with the soul of nature!"

"I'm sure those souls of nature who have survived if they knew all of this would have supported my choice."

"And I originally thought that forcibly detaining the spirit that was about to return to nature in a dying state in the Underground Sanctuary was a violation of the way of nature!"

"If there's a real fear that they'll become containers for the reincarnation of the gods, why not let them go?"

"Let them go, let them go back to nature!"

Hear this.

Everyone present was silent.

This is because within the Earth Society, the soul of nature that is not to be brought up is a topic that cannot be mentioned.

And De'Longhi apparently broke this taboo.

"Even if you are a Maple Leaf Druid, you are not qualified to break the taboo."

Mirsin's eyes were even colder:

"Do you want to continue talking about it?"

Delong also seemed a little jealous.

He was silent for a moment and shook his head:

"I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to question the Earth Spirit's decision."

"I just want to tell you that we should protect this city, not let it be destroyed."

"The mages of the Seven Holy Alliances have arrived, and they are fighting to protect this city, but what about us? We have made an oath to the earth, and we should not abandon those mortals. ”

Mirsing said coldly:

"After the last incident, do you still have hope for the mages of the Seven Holy Alliance?"

"In the name of exterminating the Blight, they secretly want to sneak into our temple and steal things......"

Delon also interrupted him:

"There is no evidence that the two Vapor Squad mages were present near the Sanctuary to steal."

Mirsing seemed to be laughed at angrily:

"Yes, then they may be attached to the scenery of the Templar."

Delong sighed:

"Mages are also a very complex group, at least the group of mages who came today are very sincere, one of them is Lady Ai Lan of the Winter Moon, you should know her reputation."

Mirsing nodded slightly:

"Winter Moon can indeed be trusted, but what about the others?"

DeLong Says:

"There's also a necromancer, who has summoned a large number of undead to protect our civilians."

Hear this.

All the druids whined slightly:

"What?? Necromancer? ”

"When did the Necromancer be allowed in Cross City?"

"Are you sure the undead he summoned aren't taking advantage of the fire?"

In the face of these rumors.

DeLong angrily responded:

"At least people are saving people, and you can only sneer here!"

"Any idea why I'm so angry? Because even a necromancer cares more about the lives of the people of Crosstown than we professed good druids! ”

"That necromancer named Matthew, he's doing everything he can to save the city, go out and see what they've done, Mirsin!"

"Winter Moon Ran has used the Spatial Closure Technique to seal off the core area of Taland's power, while the necromancer Matthew is directing his skeleton soldiers to help those who are being pursued by the Blight!"

"Yes, a necromancer is saving our Cross City, the Holy City of Druids!"

"Don't you feel a little ashamed?"

"Aren't we even as good as a necromancer?"

He roared hoarsely.

In the face of Delon's impassioned questioning, Mirsing's eyes became a little complicated.

"I don't believe a necromancer would be so kind."

He said persistently.

"Then let's go out and have a look, and stand on top of the oak tree and see!"

"With your eyes, look at the outside world!"

DeLong said loudly:

"I please, I beg you, go see what that necromancer is doing, and then think about what we should do!"

Mirsing narrowed his eyes:

"Okay."

"Let's go to the lookout."

The next second.

He turned into a canary and spread his wings and flew high.

The rest of the druids also turned into various flying animals, flying towards the top of the holy oak tree.

Only Delong said to himself indignantly:

"Damn, bullied me again for not being a flying animal!"

Between words.

He turned into a black bear.

Bang!

He jumped up the tree, his thick limbs clutching the surface of the holy oak, and then struggled to climb up!

A group of druids descended to the high point of the Holy Oak Tree.

From this point of view.

They could look down on the whole city, and at a glance, they could see the miserable scene in the Cross City.

Many of the druids looked unbearable.

Some people couldn't help but clench their fists.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Not long after, Delon, who had turned into a black bear, struggled to climb up, he turned into a human form again, and asked breathlessly:

"Did you see that?!"

"No, I'm still looking."

Mirsing squinted and looked down:

"It's a poison sac, and rats that can infect the plague, strange, if it's Taland, there shouldn't be a need for this outdated medium to spread its own territory, right?"

DeLong said coldly:

"Outdated, but effective, if these things are not disposed of soon, then most of the inhabitants of Cross City will be poisoned or catch up with the plague, and the city will be reduced to nothing, a dead city completely!"

Mirsing did not speak.

He took a serious look at the situation.

Suddenly.

Someone shouted:

"Someone seems to be there? Hey, strange, he's supposed to be a mage, but how did he become a raven? ”

Mirsing looked away:

"Mages always like to copy abilities from the natural realm, and maybe they are replacing the wilderness forms they copied from us."

Between words.

All the druids' eyes were fixed on the raven.

But he skimmed over a wall.

When encountering a poison sac.

The latter actually opened his mouth and swallowed the poison sac in one gulp!

"Huh?!"

Everyone on the lookout exclaimed.

"Why is he eating poison sacs?"

"Isn't he afraid of death?"

A druid exclaimed.

A moment later.

They saw a few skeleton soldiers grabbing some plague rats and approaching them.

The raven didn't hesitate, opened its mouth and clicked twice, swallowing all the plague rats into its stomach!

See this scene.

There was silence on the lookout.

All the druids' brains seemed to be down, and some people rubbed their eyes vigorously, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

After another moment.

The raven reverted to its human form.

His face looked very bad, with a faint cyan underneath his fair complexion, which was obviously a sign of over-poisoning!

"What is he doing? He'd poison himself if he did! ”

This is the doubt in the hearts of all druids.

"He needs treatment!"

Mirsing said coldly.

But at this time.

Everyone was surprised to see a minotaur skeleton clutching a large handful of creeper-like rattans.

Those rattans were covered with poison sacs, large and small.

These sacs are rapidly expanding, and if left unchecked, they will soon explode and pollute the nearby air.

Matthew saw this.

Without hesitation, he stuffed all these poison sacs into his mouth!

That moment.

A stream of heat erupted from his nose.

My eyes are turning red, too!

The cochlea feels hot and hot!

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone at the lookout.

They could clearly see that the mage was bleeding!

"The toxins he ingested have far exceeded the standard that normal humans can bear, even if he has taken antidotes in advance or has amazing toxin resistance, he will die if he is not treated!"

Mirsin's voice involuntarily carried a ripple.

That's when it happened.

They suddenly noticed that the bleeding mage was saying something to the minotaur skeleton beside him.

"What is he talking about? Translate it quickly! ”

Mirsing commanded a lip-speaking druid beside him.

The man stared at Matthew, and his voice followed:

"Hurry, hurry."

"I'm fine, bring them all, I need to hurry up and eat them all!"

After these two sentences are spoken.

The druid's eyes turned red in an instant.

Delong roared with tears in his eyes:

"Did you see that?!"

"A necromancer, in order to save the civilians of Cross City, is racing against time to devour poison sacs and plague rats!"

"He is even afraid that more people will be harmed because he eats too slowly and the toxin spreads too quickly!"

"Why did he do this, was he stupid? No, it's because the mages don't have a better means of purification! ”

"Necromancers can do this, but what about us?"

"Shall we just watch him bleed and continue to use this stupid method to save the city!?"

He glared at the radical druids.

Many people turned their heads in shame.

Mirsing took a deep look at Matthew, who was still "exterminating" poison sacs and plague rats everywhere.

He finally spoke:

"Then please lead the team yourself and activate the purification ritual prepared in advance in the city."

"But be careful, don't bring anyone in when you're in and out of the barrier, understand?"

Deron got permission from Mirsing, and his face was ecstatic.

He turned around to prepare.

As a result, he was pulled by Mirsing.

He quietly put a bulging bag into Delon's hands:

"Bring it to the mage, it's a little respect I have for him."

"Don't let him die."

Delon looked at Mirsing in surprise:

""Bio-creation potion"? This is something that only a great druid can ......."

Mirsing made a silent gesture.

"Go ahead."

He narrowed his eyes coldly:

"I've got to go back and see the kid you're holding in a cage."

"To be honest, I'm not at all comfortable with what you're doing."

DeLong angrily gave him a middle finger:

"It's a good thing I've broken up with you, otherwise I'd have been driven crazy by your nervous style sooner or later!"

said.

He led some of the druids and began to plan for the outing.

Mirsing, on the other hand, glanced at Delon helplessly.

Then he silently walked in the direction of the tree cage.

A few minutes later.

Mirsing looked at the sleeping guards and the empty cages.

The vertical pupils shrank suddenly.

……

"Hint: You've been stimulated by a lot of toxins and plagues in a row for an hour, and your constitution has grown considerably!

Riddled with Diseases: Your Constitution is permanently +3!

You have gained the ability "Strong Physique" in the field of Physique.

Toughness: When you take damage, you'll gain an extra Temporary Strength and Temporary Focus."

……

"Faster, faster!"

"The double gain time is about to expire in a while......"

in the city.

Ma Xiu did his best to find the increasingly scarce poison sacs and plague rats.

But at this time.

He suddenly noticed a large movement in his breath.

"Huh?"

"The druids opened the sword and fire barrier? What do they want to do? ”

Matthew looked wary.

Meanwhile.

There was also an unexpected piece of good news from his data bar.

……

"Hint: Your companion Hibbert accidentally killed the Blight King!

Your quest "Self-Destruction" has been completed!

You've gained a lot of XP & Wild Form (Silver Dragon Transformation)!"

……

(End of chapter)