……

Matthew didn't hesitate to choose OK!

If the other party is a serious necromancer, demigod or lich, he may still be afraid of it.

A banshee who died ......

Instead, it exposes the weakness of this tomb!

Sure enough.

The next second, a smile appeared on Matthew's face.

……

"Hint: You see through the 'intimidation' and 'deterrence' of the Banshee!

Banshee Brianta has rejected your realm duel!

She chose to run away!

You will use the Tomb Realm to infiltrate the tomb in front of you.

Up to twenty hours later.

This tomb will be transformed into a temporary realm for you!"

……

"Sure enough, he's pretending to be a ghost."

Matthew silently sensed the changes around him.

With the death of the banshee retreated without a fight.

The grass and trees nearby seemed to become more kind and gentle.

This is the field effect.

That is, Matthew only has a beginner level of exploration in the grave realm.

The corresponding field has a smaller range and a slower penetration rate.

If it were replaced by an oak, an undead or a minotaur, it would only take an hour, and a radius of several kilometers would become its own temporary domain!

Matthew closed his eyes and perused.

He could sense that with the friction between himself and Brianta this time, the whole tomb seemed to be partially alive!

It was a sign that the cemetery guards were all in action.

But Matthew wasn't worried.

At that moment, he was facing the grave realm and quietly used the Earth Movement Technique!

This spell, with the blessing of the Grave Realm, allows Matthew to understand all the information about the Tomb in the shortest possible time.

Soon.

A lot of information poured into Matthew's mind.

As he had previously judged, the tomb was not of a high threat level.

Its owner, Prince Philip, was not a keen fan of necromantic magic, so there was no similar ritual ground in his tomb.

And in the natural conditions of the main material realm.

It is very difficult to form a very dangerous grave.

Matthew glanced at the information quickly.

It was confirmed that the Eternal Underground Palace nominally had three floors, corresponding to the burial places of Prince Philip and his two brothers.

Prince Philip himself is buried on the third floor, where there is a large collection of funerary goods and priceless treasures.

The counterpart is more dangerous traps and traps.

"The number of traps in the third layer has reached this level?"

"If you are not careful, the entire underground palace will collapse and annihilate together?"

Matthew frowned.

It seems that you must be very careful when entering the third floor.

In addition to traps and traps, there are only three types of monsters that can pose a threat to the future: Zombies, Bone Trolls, and Serpentine Vines.

Among these three types of monsters, the first two are undead units, and the snake vine is a plant-based monster that is not of a high level and is not difficult to deal with.

After reading it, Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Carmela, who was looking around—

The red-robed priest didn't lie, this tomb was indeed a relatively safe place for newcomers like himself to practice.

In Aiindor, especially in the main material realm.

The grave does not become more dangerous the older it goes.

The more important decisive factor is whether there is an external force and the tilt of the negative energy plane.

If this is a place run by a lich or corpse witch for many years, then it will be very dangerous, if it is not old enough;

If there is no external force involved, and there is no intersection with the plane of negative energy, then even if the undead form themselves in this tomb, these undead will consume themselves for a long time.

The undead also have a lifespan.

They just look more like immortals than living people.

Especially a tomb like the Eternal Underground Palace.

Due to the lack of a time scale in the history of the world of Aiindor, you can't be sure if the Troll Empire was active thousands of years ago or tens of thousands of years ago.

Such a long time is enough to destroy the vast majority of the undead in the dungeon who are self-born and have their own spiritual intelligence.

The rest is unlikely to be a world-shattering powerhouse.

This is the cruelty of time.

In the face of time.

There is no real immortality.

After thoroughly figuring out the bottom of the Eternal Underground Palace, Matthew decided to improve the efficiency of his actions.

It's not the same as usual.

This time, there are two legends pressing the formation, and they are the graves that they know the roots, so naturally there is no need to drag the mud and water too much.

Present.

Matthew took out Ursul's rebuke and opened the realm of the undead.

Under the action of the field agitation.

He was once again given the temporary state "Kingly Manners".

At this time, he stood between the two realms of the grave and the undead, holding a long whip that could be called the necromancer, no matter what kind of tomb guards he encountered, he was enough to crush the past!

It just so happened to be at this time.

Matthew sensed that the teleportation tombstone that had been placed earlier had also stabilized.

It's time to summon more men!

Shout!

Suddenly there was a sound of wind overhead.

A swarm of bony bats flew out of a fist-sized gap.

They have a fierce glint in their eyes and go straight to Matthew!

But Matthew was undaunted.

He chanted the Necromancy Summoning Spell as he whipped the whip in his hand at the bats!

Bang Bang Bang!

Ursul's scolding swayed rapidly.

Although Matthew was not proficient in whiplash.

The necromancy dispel effect of this weapon alone is enough to sweep away this group of bats that don't have long eyes.

A few seconds later.

A large, dark purple portal quickly took shape on the ceiling.

Followed by.

A faint dragon power came from behind the door.

A huge claw appeared out of thin air!

"Master!"

Philorius was still so respectful.

"Please give the order!"

Matthew smiled:

"Before I give the order, I'll show you something good."

As he spoke, he led Xiao Fei to the pit, where the bone beast summoned by the banshee had collapsed, and the bones fell back into the pit.

Bones that have not turned into bone meal for tens of thousands of years.

Naturally, it is of the highest quality.

"I'm here today to make good on my promise."

"I know you're a king now, and you don't necessarily like these bones, but they're yours!"

"Not only these, all the bones in this tomb belong to you!"

Matthew said with a smile.

The soul fire in Xiao Boil's huge skull shook rapidly.

There was also a strong joy in his voice:

"I, I didn't expect you to be ...... No, I've always believed that there will be this day. ”

"Thanks!"

The next second.

The bone dragon pounced directly into the pit, but when he saw him roll on the spot, a large number of bones automatically adhered to his appearance!

A faint blue light erupted from Philorius's body.

He rolled on the ground several times.

A few winks.

His body was much more bloated than before!

And in the pit, there was only a pile of bone meal left.

Xiao Boiling opened his mouth and sucked hard, and in the surprised eyes of a group of people in Gem Bay, the bone meal also disappeared cleanly!

Followed by.

He respectfully approached Matthew and bowed his head again.

Smack.

Two things spit out of the bone dragon's mouth:

"Thank you, master, for the gift, this is a little bit of my heart."

Matthew looked down.

The first thing was a small brown bottle, a spatial item filled with high-grade bone meal.

This thing is a treasure after ordinary bone powder has been refined by a high-level undead unit of the skeleton system.

Matthew did the math.

It was worth more than the bone meal that Philorius had swallowed.

However, Matthew was not polite to him and put it away directly.

If you don't accept it, the main reason is that you are afraid of small boiling.

The second item is a coin-sized bone.

Matthew rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and it got bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it was the size of a palm.

It looks like a small shield.

It didn't take long for Matthew to figure out what the item was used for -

It's usually the size of a coin, so it's very easy to carry.

After injecting a small amount of negative energy.

It will become a shield.

Depending on the amount of negative energy injected, the size of the shield can be adjusted.

The maximum can form a tower shield more than two meters high!

The armor level of the shield can only be described as excellent.

But the advantage is that it doesn't require a weapon mastery to use, so it's easy to use and flexible.

For mages, it can be controlled directly through mental power, and theoretically it can resist a lot of physical attacks.

"You've got a heart."

Matthew smiled and gently stroked the outermost bone armor of the ghost bone dragon.

He could feel Xiao Boil's strength improve again.

There is no shortcut to improving the strength of skeleton creatures, which is to find more and better bones or bone meal.

If only all the bones in this tomb could be put on Xiao Boil.

His foundation as a bone dragon will be stronger.

This also laid the foundation for the re-evolution of the Ghost Bone Dragon.

"Please let me do something for you."

Xiao Fei firmly pressed his chin to the floor, and the golden-colored bone needle on his chin was quickly retracted, forming a very powerful hidden weapon.

"There's no hurry."

Matthew continues to call his own people.

The second is Peggy.

"Matthew? I just wanted to find you! ”

"I've been bored every day since Seve left...... Who are you going to fight against? ”

"Did they provoke you?"

As he spoke, the minotaur skeleton drew its golden bone blade and looked around with fierce eyes.

The faces of the overseas group of gems tightened.

Matthew reluctantly reassured:

"Calm down, I'm just here to rob the tomb."

"I'm not here to demolish the house!"

"They are not enemies."

Peggy scrambled and put the knife away.

Soon.

Death Knight 47, A Bing, the mother of coolies Miao Saqi and others also appeared beside Matthew one after another.

Meanwhile.

Matthew also did not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of gold coins, directly using the teleportation tombstone as the base point, and activated several group teleportation techniques.

Time.

The first burial chamber became crowded.

Hundreds of creeper zombies are on the lookout.

"Xiao Boil, go to the second burial chamber, the one on the left!"

"Peggy, you take a team to the third burial chamber!"

"47 and Ah Bing, each of you will take a team to the fourth burial chamber!"

"Lady Miao Saqi, please let your zombies cooperate with them and bring back all the valuable things they see!"

"You can move back if you have nothing to do!"

"Move well!"

"Be careful, don't make mistakes!"

"Mr. Stanley, if you are willing to cooperate with my undead and eliminate some traps on non-main roads, I am willing to share with you 10% of the harvest of this trip."

Matthew turned to Jewel Bay and the group.

At this time, there was not much surprise on the faces of these peers.

Only deep numbness remains.

Stanley scratched his head.

He looked at the zombies who were working hard and carrying stones, and he always felt that his worldview had been smashed hard.

He had never seen such a wild method of tomb robbing!

Didn't wait for Stanley to speak.

Behind him, Lyndon whispered again.

This time, though, his voice was quiet:

"It's a crime, it's destroying cultural relics!"

"It's destroying cultural relics......"

Matthew smiled and walked up to him.

Lyndon was startled, he wanted to hide back, but the back was densely packed with zombies, and he couldn't hide.

In the face of this superb.

Matthew was also quite speechless:

"Troll artifacts, what's the matter with me as a human?"

"I do need your favor though."

"Of course, as for whether this favor is to help or depends on your own opinion, I am different from Carmela, I am more talkative, and I am not very threatening, I can't threaten you by turning you into an immortal."

Lyndon shuddered:

"I'll help me!"

"Just say what you want me to do."

Matthew pointed to the little boiling Peggy and the others at the front and said:

"I want you to help them distinguish between valuable artifacts and ordinary stones that can be recycled."

"Of course I will preserve valuable things, in fact, this magic array leads to my cemetery, the cemetery is rich in negative energy, it is the closest environment to the tomb, there is no place more suitable for preserving cultural relics than my cemetery!"

"What do you think?"

Lyndon looked a little angry, but he didn't dare to look at Matthew, so he could only say weakly:

"I'll just help."

"But do this kind of thing...... Aren't you afraid that they will get up from the coffin? ”

He still couldn't help but say more.

Matthew looked at Lyndon's gaze suspiciously.

The latter looked at the three coffins that were placed in the middle.

Matthew's eyes lit up.

He slapped his thigh and said:

"Thanks to your reminder, I almost forgot!"

"The three of them can get up and work!"

The next moment.

In Lyndon's gaze of shock and remorse.

Matthew chanted the universal Necromancy again.

More than ten seconds later.

……

"Hint: You've summoned a new undead 'Troll Zombie'!

If a newborn troll zombie is detected as a family of three, does it make them maintain their relationship?

The contract is being modified, and the maintenance is successful!

You have acquired a new Undead Cluster unit "Troll Family (Zombie)"

……

Matthew looked at the three troll zombies crawling out of the coffin in front of him with interest.

They didn't wear a lot of funerary goods, because of the custom of trolls, who had to be naked after being in the coffin.

But their bodies are still intact.

Its status speaks for itself.

"You three, carry your respective coffins back to the cemetery first!"

"Then go to the mother of coolies to find work!"

Matthew gave the order quickly.

The three troll zombies looked at each other, and soon with the help of the other zombies, they each carried a sarcophagus and bent over towards the portal.

"Mr. Linden?"

"I don't know what else I can't do well?"

"You can just remind me!"

Matthew looked at Lyndon with a smile.

Linden fled.

After a few steps, he was picked up by 47 and disappeared into the zombie horde.

Matthew looked at Lyndon's back, his eyes gradually getting cold.

He always felt that something wasn't quite right with this Lyndon.

"I'm going to help clear the trap first!"

Stanley went to work with interest.

The rest of the people followed.

Matthew's gaze swept over the group of people in Jewel Bay one by one.

Suddenly.

He noticed the back of the superbly well-built.

"This woman...... It seems strange too. ”

Matthew stared at Daisy intently.

At this time, it happened that Luo Lan came over with a piccolo in his mouth, a pen and paper, and a sad face.

He followed Matthew's gaze:

"You like this genre?"

"It's true that a woman like Daisy is too old for me, but it's just right for you."

Matthew shook his head:

"No, I just think Daisy is a little too ordinary."

"She doesn't seem to fit in with this place."

Loren complained:

"Everyone looks out of place in front of your grave robbery methods, okay?"

"And where is she ordinary?"

"The chest is obviously very big and outstanding!"

Matthew was silent:

"You really don't have any other feelings for her?"

Luo Lan said decisively:

"Yes!"

"Didn't you notice that her temperament resembles that of a bald god?"

The bald priest is, of course, Carmela, the red-robed priest.

Matthew suddenly realized.

He'd felt something similar before, but it might have been hard for him to realize it without Loraine's clarity.

This shows that Daisy is not an ordinary person either!

"She's also an ancient?"

Matthew asked.

Lorain shook his head:

"Not necessarily, it's hard to say about temperament, and it may just be an illusion between you and me."

"Besides, there is a god stick, and she didn't say anything, so why bother?"

"You've asked me so many questions, and you have to answer me too!"

Matthew looked at the pen and paper in his hand, nodded and said:

"Yes, you ask."

Lorraine said without thinking:

"You're flying...... Do you prefer to use your left or right hand when planting trees? ”

Matthew looked at each other strangely.

What is the problem?

He said casually:

"I'm not sure, sometimes left-handed and sometimes right-handed."

"Sometimes you can use both hands."

"Why are you asking this?"

Luo Lan smiled slightly:

"Write an origin story for your weapon!"

"You have to add enough detail to make it look more realistic!"

Is that so?

Matthew thought for a moment and added:

"Actually, I didn't come all of them on my own."

"Sometimes I'll ask zombies to help me get it."

Loraine's eyes lit up, grabbed the pen and paper and ran away.

Looking at his departing back.

Matthew's brow furrowed slightly.

I always feel like something is wrong.

But now is the time to work, and he doesn't have time to waste on Loraine.

"I just dug so many rocks, I need to replenish my stamina!"

Think so.

Matthew took a glass of milk out of his bag and drank it with a clatter.

"The taste of milk is still average."

"If you go to Floating City another day, you must remember to find Fei Liwen to learn the milk tea technique!"

Think so.

He picked up his shovel again.

Walked in the direction of the stone wall of the next burial chamber.

……

Six hours later.

In the fourth chamber on the second floor, the zombies are diligently transporting all the loot to it.

There is Miao Thatch in charge of scheduling.

There are Xiao Boiling Peggy and others sweeping away monsters.

Matthew's job is much simpler.

He just needs to maintain the field, and then it's time to count the loot!

The sweep of the front two floors was smooth.

Matthew barely met with decent resistance.

The only accident was when a zombie stumbled upon a sulfuric acid trap while moving rocks.

The ultra-high concentration of strong acid corroded part of the zombie's body.

But that's about it.

It is true that negative energy is not as corrosive as strong acid in the short term, but it is more effective on longer time scales.

As a result, most undead are highly resistant to strong acids.

If it is replaced by a big living person.

I'm afraid it's already a puddle of sour water by now.

As for the tomb guards.

Even the eldest sister who took the lead and killed the banshee fled.

The remaining stinky fish and rotten shrimp naturally cannot be the enemy of the bone dragon.

Got these factors done.

Matthew has the advantage of being outnumbered.

Sweeping is naturally brisk.

At that moment, he made a preliminary inventory, and he had harvested a large number of stones and cultural relics on the first two floors, as well as priceless funerary goods.

The funerary goods were mainly composed of precious stones, ceramics, gold and silver.

This part is worth more than three million gold coins.

This is also due to the fact that Prince Philip's other brother, who is buried on the second basement floor, is relatively poor.

It can only be said that tomb robbery does come quickly!

Necromancer is the most suitable class for tomb robbing.

Of course, the average necromancer can't shake hundreds of zombies in one go like Matthew.

The cost is simply too high.

They can't afford it.

The next harvest was more than thirty zombies.

Matthew had had these things carefully transported to the cemetery, and to him, it was the Undead Blind Box.

Although most of the zombies are banshee-type units.

However, the sub-categories and functions are different.

Matthew is looking forward to it.

In addition, there are some spellbooks from the Troll Empire, as well as well-preserved spell items.

Matthew took a cursory look at a few spellbooks.

And then unsurprisingly disappointed.

As he had recognized, trolls' spellbooks were crude, their spellcasting systems were inadequate, and their power was not comparable to that of modern spells.

In the world of Aiindo.

Ancient magic is far inferior to modern spells, and the spells of the Goddess of Magic era are not as good as the current alliance spells, not to mention the ancient giant magic.

After all, the spells of the Seven Holy Alliances were frantically rolled out under the high pressure of the gods.

In terms of quality, it is an all-round hanging of the old era.

Take Fireball, for example.

If the power of the fireball spell in the Troll Age is 1.0.

Then the power of the fireball techniques in Isabel's knowledge base that has been deduced to the extreme is above 6.5.

And that's not even counting the super-magical abilities that go with it.

The world is constantly evolving.

More than just mages.

This is true even for warlocks who are known for their bloodline inheritance.

There have been mages in the alliance who have done relevant research, and the results show that the power coefficient of the kobold warlock in the age of the gods is about 1.1.

The fireball power of the current self-awakened kobold warlock is usually above 3.6.

This shows that changes in the general environment are also driving the adaptation of bloodline inheritors.

In the process of blood inheritance.

Warlocks' power is also being optimized and accumulated.

This shows that at least in the realm of magic.

The phenomenon of Ayndo's antiquity is quite obvious.

These magic books can only be used as historical references, and their learning value is almost zero.

Matthew plans to donate it to one of the Alliance's magic academies.

It's a bit of a prestige boost.

Besides.

There are also four items that are a little interesting.

The first is called "Celestial Armor", which is a set of full-body armor made of mysterious pitch-black metal.

This armor set requires troll blood to wear.

In addition to the basic attributes are relatively good.

The wearer can also burn essence blood to enter the so-called "Celestial State".

It is said that while in the state of the gods, it is possible for the wearer to be possessed by the will to fight of the god Poole, and thus gain invincible power.

Matthew figured that this thing might be useful when dealing with the trolls, and put it away.

The second piece is an inconspicuous and even somewhat dirty goblet.

This item is called the "Holy Grail of Blood".

To be honest, after listening to Lyndon's introduction, Matthew is already a little sensitive to the word Holy Grail.

But this cup should be relatively normal, and it has its own characteristics -

Just fill the cup with water.

Less than five minutes.

The water in the glass will turn into wine.

This wine has a slightly sour taste, but it can boost a small amount of mental strength after taking it, which is quite rare!

After all, mental power determines the concentration attribute.

Matthew plans to go back and dig a pool filled with clean water and toss the Blood Chalice into it to see if he can make this wine in bulk.

If you can.

This may become another way for him to make money.

After all, what mage doesn't have a need for mental power?

The third item is the recipe for the "Psychic Elixir".

The main effect of psychic agents is to enhance local exercise capacity.

Matthew didn't think it was useful.

But for the sake of safety, it was specially put away.

The fourth item is called "Tamiron's Secret Archive of Herbs".

It looks like a herbal book.

But Matthew sensed a wonderful power in it, and its nature was biased towards the evil side.

……

"Hint: You have obtained Tamiron's Secret Book of Herbs, an initiation book from the realm of voodoo.

You can enter the realm of voodoo by reading this book at a deeper level, do you want to read it at a deeper level?"

……

Only magic books require deep reading.

This book is clearly unusual.

Matthew hasn't opened it for a long time, not because of the bad reputation of the voodoo field-

They are already necromancers.

Naturally, I don't have to worry about making things worse.

He just sensed that there was a very evil force in the book.

"To be on the safe side, let's get Camella to identify it first."

Matthew looked up.

Right now.

His perception suddenly moved—

The necromantic pact tells him that the undead who are leading the way in front have met someone!

Matthew rushed over immediately.

Two minutes later.

Outside a narrow room at the entrance to the third floor.

Matthew saw a group of mercenaries dressed up.

It's the group of Sword Winterfell's peers.

They seem to have an argument with someone.

The reason was that they wanted to enter the room, but a tall figure stood at the door of the room, preventing them from doing so.

"If you want to go in, you'll have to answer my question."

"If you answer correctly, you can do what you want."

"If you get it wrong, you'll be killed by me."

"It's best for you to retreat now."

The tall sphinx-faced figure stopped the tomb robbers of Sword Winter City and said lightly.

Matthew was immediately interested.

Isn't this a Sphinx?

Isn't this guy supposed to work in his own cemetery?

Why do you still have time to work part-time here?

……

(End of chapter)