Outside the Crescent Mountain, on the shore of Mogu Lake.

The terrifying fireball slowly dissipated, leaving only a large number of sparks bouncing on the surface of the remaining lake.

The terrifying heat ignited the air, and the flow of heat stirred up the nearby air currents.

Matthew walked on the surface of the lake with the brilliance of the jewels all over his body.

Even if you have to take a breath.

There was a slight burning sensation in the lungs.

"Is this really still a fireball technique?"

Sigh of emotion.

Matthew finds a huge skeleton that has emerged on the surface of the dry lake.

The skeleton appeared to be a massive monster with nine heads, but by this time almost all of her flesh had been wiped out except for the bones.

In fact.

If she hadn't taken refuge in the lake before she died, it is likely that there would not have been even these bones left.

Matthew's gaze wandered over the skeleton.

Not much.

He found what he was looking for—

It was under the ribs of the nine-headed monster, and Matthew reached out and pinpointed the bug with the color of the starry sky and the appearance of a silkworm baby.

"I have long heard that evil spirits have two lives, and when I saw it today, it was indeed so."

Matthew smiled faintly, ignoring the trembling and pleading of the bug, and stuffed her directly into a glass bottle, and then expertly sealed the mouth of the bottle.

This is the ghost worm of Gulshati.

It is also called a natal worm.

This is the essence of the evil spirit, and the nine-headed monster on the lake is just a parasite of her.

Each evil spirit will have a different parasite, and some powerful evil spirits will even have multiple parasites.

Unlike other parasites.

The relationship between the nature of the evil spirit and the parasite is much closer, and once the parasite is killed, its body will become very weak.

For example, this ghost worm of Gulshati.

Even with her bare hands, Matthew doesn't have much ability to resist, so she can only be manipulated by others.

Unless she can absorb enough spectral energy to find the next suitable parasite, she will never be able to turn over!

Matthew is still quite interested in evil spirits.

This ghost worm has just been caught and can be used for research.

"It's a pity that Hodges was allowed to run away."

Matthew couldn't help but glance at the water's edge, where there was still a gray area, one of the few places near Mogu Lake that had not been burned by the flames.

At the moment when Matthew threw the card of Eurolin, a gray shield suddenly appeared on the body of Hodges, the evil lord, and it was that shield that ate most of Eurolin's damage.

At that moment, Matthew also learned that the power came from the evil spirit lord Omadoki that he had offended!

Even so.

Hodges was also badly injured and eventually fled in disarray.

Matthew wasn't worried about him returning to Crescent Mountain.

Instead, I was worried that he wouldn't go back.

That would probably have one less demon object to study.

"Matthew, I've been sleeping hard lately, and as we agreed before, I'm going to have a big sleep after hitting this fireball!"

Eurolin made a confused sound, as if she could fall down at any moment:

"I'm really sleepy right now!"

Matthew smiled:

"Need I give you a pick-me-up?"

Eurolin smiled:

"My love of sleep is innate, eternal and indestructible, and no matter what you do, it's impossible to refresh me!"

Matthew blinked:

"Why don't we fit together?"

Eurolin was suddenly shocked, and then he realized that Matthew was joking, and couldn't help but complain:

"Don't tell ghost stories before you go to bed, Matthew!"

"I treat you as a friend, you can't always covet my body, it's weird!"

Matthew reassured a few words.

This calmed down Eurolin.

But this guy was probably really sleepy, he borrowed a shovel from Matthew on the spot, and then dug a pit for himself by the lake!

Then he pushed the coffin into the pit, then got into it himself, and closed the lid from the inside!

"Please bury me!"

"When you leave this plane, remember to take me with you."

"I really need a good night's sleep, please, please!"

Eurolin pleaded for it.

Matthew naturally couldn't help but give face, and at that moment he took matters into his own hands, filling in the pit by dividing it by two, and even piled a small dirt bag on it, and a chrysanthemum brought from the jade garden was inserted on the dirt bag.

He stood on top of the dirt bag.

Looking back at the battle record just now.

"This little lich brother of yours is a little too powerful, isn't he?"

The voice of Mullan, the shield of the Jewel Mountain, sounded in Matthew's ears.

Matthew explains:

"He's not my little brother, he's my friend."

"Actually, I don't know much about his strength."

"He seems to only be good at fireballs, but his fireballs are ...... It's a bit off the beaten path. ”

Mullan's monster shouted:

"If you don't say it's a fireball, I'll think it's extreme. The sun is blazing! ”

"But I've just identified a feature of his fireball, which seems to have an instant kill effect on units below the legendary level."

"But for units above the legendary, his fireball can only hit them to serious injuries at most, and this kind of serious injuries are the kind that do not discriminate, about percentage damage?"

Matthew nodded slightly.

Mullan was a legendary mage specializing in the field of protection, and he could analyze so much at a glance at Eurolin's fireball.

"You mean, his fireballs aren't that dangerous to units of Legends and above?"

"But just now that female evil spirit didn't resist ......"

Matthew asked, confused.

Mullan replied:

"The fireball originally had a great restraint on the evil spirit, and the power of that female evil spirit was not pure, probably a parallel legend promoted through some kind of forbidden secret method."

"That Hodges is different, he really has some strength, even without Omadoki's shield, he should be able to survive, of course, only survive."

"I don't think his fireball technique is ineffective against legends, in fact, being able to steadily hit legendary units into serious damage is already a rather terrifying skill."

"I just wanted to remind you that if you're relying on his fireball skills to deal with units above the legendary level, you'll have to be prepared to make up for it most of the time."

Matthew nodded slightly.

Mu Lan's combat experience is undoubtedly extremely rich, he has said so, and he should be prepared with more hands.

If you think about it, too.

Eurolin's moves rarely seem to be able to inflict serious damage on Legends, but rarely have a direct life-ending effect.

This doesn't match the power of his fireball.

"I see!"

Matthew clapped his hands:

"He's not equipped!"

That's the crux of the matter!

Although Eurolin is very fierce, he doesn't have a single piece of equipment with attributes on his body!

Not even a staff!

This is already a serious violation of the common sense of mage warfare!

"What you said makes sense, if he can have a piece of equipment that provides legendary resistance penetration, maybe even ordinary legends will be killed by him in one move!"

"It's a pity that legendary penetration is a very precious attribute ......"

Mullan agrees with Matthew's statement and gives his own conjecture.

Matthew didn't say anything.

But his heart had already turned:

"Except for mending knives."

"I can also give Eurolin a boost!"

"Shattered Moon-Moonlight can provide 15% legendary penetration, not to mention that the necromancer also has "Lost Mind" and "Dead End", two spells that specialize in reducing resistance!"

The more Matthew thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Lost Mind" and "Dead End" are both fifth-order spells in the Necromantic Realm, both of which reduce resistance and provide some legendary penetration.

But these two spells are very unpopular.

Because they are used to fight beyond the level at first glance, and the necromancer almost never fights beyond the level.

They are only good at bullying the small with the big and the small with the more.

Even to the realm of legends.

Legendary necromancers also rarely come head-on with enemies of their level.

Most of the time they are hiding behind their backs.

And Matthew is different.

Compared to traditional necromancers.

He seems to be a little more talented at head-on charges and spell duels.

"Looks like we'll have to learn when we go back."

"Strive to be a good support for Brother Eurolin."

"If the two of us run in, we might be able to become legendary killers!"

Matthew laughed to himself.

The negotiations on the shore of Mogu Lake ended unhappily.

Matthew led people straight to Crescent Mountain.

At this time, in the Crescent Moon Mountain, little grimaces were scurrying around with the balls of the dead plague.

These little grimaces have the ability to pierce through walls, which is perfect for dropping blightballs.

When Matthew arrived.

Peggy and Xiao Boiling had already arrived in the city with a considerable part of the necromantic army.

This is Matthew's greatest advantage as a necromancer-

As an immortal king.

Philorius naturally had the ability to lead troops;

Peggy is a hero unit and can also bring a certain amount of troops;

The two of them were able to share the strategic pressure for Matthew, and it was precisely because of their presence that Matthew's two-way plan was successful.

Matthew deliberately dragged the evil couple in Mogu Lake.

When they're fishing.

Peggy was already directing Grimace to throw the Plague Ball into Crescent Mountain.

Xiao Boiling even secretly led a wave of men and horses to rush through the wooden walls of Crescent Mountain.

When Matthew arrives with the Death Canopy and a large army.

The situation at Crescent Hill is a foregone conclusion.

It only took half a day.

The Death Canopy floated over Crescent Mountain, and almost all of the area was occupied by the undead!

In fact.

Matthew took the town much faster and more smoothly than Tyrannosaurus Town.

After all, compared to the highly resistant dragonmen, the three main forces of Crescent Mountain, the evil spirits, the astral humans, and the boar people, were extremely weak in front of the death canopy.

Most importantly.

When the army of the undead raided Crescent Mountain, the latter was missing a backbone.

As Matthew expected.

The Evil Spirit Lord Hodges was so frightened by Eurolin's fireballs that he didn't dare to flee back to Crescent Mountain, but fled elsewhere.

And because of that.

The defenders of Crescent Mountain failed to put up even a decent resistance, and they were scattered under the charge of the Bone Dragon Legion.

The rest of the rabble naturally couldn't resist the constant judgment of summarization.

When the black clouds are overwhelming.

It is the day when the city is destroyed and people die!

In the thick leaden gray clouds, Matthew stood on the edge of the magic carpet, looking down condescendingly to the east.

Now.

A large number of people are fleeing the city.

These figures rushed out of the eastern gate of Crescent Mountain like a tidal wave, fleeing for their lives along both sides of the road.

Previously in Tyrannosaurus Town.

About two-fifths of the inhabitants managed to escape.

And this time at Crescent Mountain.

The number of people who fled was even higher.

Matthew estimates that 4/5 of the town's population actually fled.

On the one hand, it has to do with the fact that they barely put up resistance.

On the other hand, it is also the result of Matthew's deliberate creation.

He told Xiao Boiling and Peggy that this attack on Crescent Mountain was mainly to spread fear and expel the population.

In fact.

In the absence of the Evil Spirit Lord, the defenders of Crescent Mountain are indeed scattered.

Matthew's strategy was quite successful.

Instead of killing everyone in the city, he watched them flee to the East.

And right at the end of this road.

On that plain, invisible to the naked eye, sits the last large gathering place of the sampan plane—

City of Night Angels.

It is said that the business and population there are extremely developed, not only with a floating dock leading to the Star Plane, but also many large and small mercenary groups from the Star Plane.

It is also the deepest territory of the Midnight God and the Scourge Order.

The difficulty of attacking the City of Night Angels is obviously several times that of Tyrannosaurus Town and Crescent Mountain.

Matthew is ready for a fierce battle.

But before that.

He was going to give a gift to the defenders of the City of Night Angels—

That's this group of astral refugees who have fled......

And the more than 2,000 poisons and the source of the epidemic mixed in this group of refugees!

Because the attack on Crescent Mountain was too smooth.

Before the Plague Ball could take effect, the city had already been taken by Matthew.

As a result, he temporarily suppressed the mass attack of the Dead Plague Ball.

The cuties carrying the poison and plague will mingle in the crowd and travel with them to their next destination.

This is undoubtedly a gift of extreme cruelty.

"War Makes Man Evil......"

Matthew shook his head with emotion.

Before I knew it, I had so much blood on my hands.

But he doesn't have much psychological burden because of this-

When war is about its own survival, it becomes ridiculous to discuss whether it is unrighteous or not.

Especially when the Astral Forces see Aindo as a meal on their plate.

Matthew is well aware that his actions also represent the will of the Alliance.

Since it was decided to go out and bite them.

You have to take a big bite!

……

"Hint: Your soldiers are sweeping through Crescent Mountain, and the intensity of the Undead Scourge has been greatly increased!

Your title "Despicable Matthew" has spread even further!

The astral creatures are in awe of you!

Current number of undead under the control of the Death Canopy: 39,471 (including one Legendary unit)

Your Undead Scourge has triggered the Ritual of Death, and you are about to automatically summon a second "Death Projection"!"

……

Well?

Another Grim Reaper projection?

Matthew looked up.

The second Grim Reaper projection descended suddenly.

Unlike the first image standing up to the sky, the second Grim Reaper projection is sitting cross-legged on the ground.

His gesture is as if he is meditating.

Even so.

His head was also pressed against the canopy of death, making it look even more majestic and shocking.

Matthew silently stared at the projections of the two Grim Reapers.

After talking to Keisha, the Plague Daughter.

Matthew's mindset towards the Grim Reaper also shifted slightly.

It was an inexplicable emotion.

It's hard for him to describe it exactly.

"Forget it, don't think so much, you can't use the mind of a mortal to try to understand the gods......"

Matthew shook his head.

In addition to the emotional changes, Matthew could also feel that there was some kind of powerful force hanging in the Grim Reaper projection.

"If I continue to capture more cities, will I be able to summon more Death Projections?"

"When I have three or four Grim Reaper projections, the effect of this thing can be qualitative......"

Matthew was clearly aware.

After the second Death Projection arrived, the first Death Projection became more vivid and clear.

In the dark.

It was as if there was a magic that drew Matthew.

He couldn't help but look at the two projections in a daze.

"I can't look any further, this may also be the subtle backlash of the undead natural disaster on the controller......"

Matthew quickly stabilized his will.

As the number of undead under his command grows larger.

He actually felt a pressure everywhere.

Even if Peggy and Xiao Boiling could help share it, he felt very uncomfortable.

He now feels like he is breathing with a mask, and the number of layers of the mask is still increasing......

"It seems that we still have to maintain the original plan, and we must solve it quickly!"

Right now.

Peggy walked over.

She exclaimed:

"Matthew Matthew!"

"Is there anything you can do to make me bigger?"

Matthew looked Peggy up and down, and finally replied:

"I think you're pretty big."

Peggy shook her head frantically:

"It's not big enough!"

"Every time I was the first to take the lead, and I also killed a lot of defenders, but everyone's eyes were on those stupid bone dragons, especially the big bone dragon, he really attracted the attention of others!"

"Why? It's not fair, and I want to be big! ”

Peggy looked indignant.

At this moment, Xiao Fei also happened to come to Matthew's side, he made a whining sound from his mouth, and then meekly lowered his head-

As always.

Xiao Boiling almost pressed his chin to the ground, rubbing his side cheek back and forth against Matthew's arm like a dog.

Peggy couldn't help but glare at him fiercely:

"Just got out of the limelight, and now you're still pretending to be aggrieved?"

Xiao Boiling didn't speak at all.

He just opened his mouth, and bang-

Mountains of treasure poured out of his belly!

Only for a moment.

Matthew's eyes are called a golden one!

He took a quick glance and saw that it was all the treasure and booty that Philorius had collected from the Crescent Mountain.

Most of them are precious metals and gemstones, and the rest are rare materials, standard equipment, and other items.

Attacked Tyrannosaurus Town before.

Since Matthew was personally supervising the field, most of the loot fell into his pocket.

And this time it was Xiao Boiling and Peggy who attacked.

Matthew didn't mention the distribution of the loot at all, but Xiao Boiling had the heart and directly sent the things in their original form.

This made Matthew feel so happy that he couldn't help but touch Philorius a few more times.

The latter burst into joyful cheers.

"If you can turn in a ...... like Xiao Boil"

Matthew turned his head as he spoke, only to find that Peggy was gone.

He couldn't help but smile dumbly.

He didn't really care that Peggy or Xiao Boiling had some treasures hidden from them.

He also knew that Peggy couldn't hide much, so he wouldn't bother with her.

And even on some levels.

Matthew also secretly encourages this behavior!

Present.

He directly drew a tenth of the rough from the pile of gold in front of him and gave it to Xiao Fei as a reward.

The latter happily accepted it.

The rest of the stuff Matthew naturally took it all in.

I have to admit it.

War and plunder are indeed the fastest means of getting money, and there are almost no of them!

He attacked the Sampan plane, and so far only captured Tyrannosaurus Town and Crescent Mountain.

And the wealth he had harvested from these two cities, when converted into alliance gold coins, had already exceeded eight million!

Among them, the cash of the alliance gold coins is more than one million.

There are about 1.2 million Astral Gold Orbs left that are equivalent to 1.2 million Alliance Gold Coins - this is one of the hard currencies of the Astral Forces.

The rest of the gems, blueprints, materials, equipment, items, and other materials add up to nearly six million.

And that's not even counting the real estate in Tyrannosaurus Town and Crescent Mountain!

Of course.

Where the undead have been swept by natural disasters, whether real estate such as houses still have value is also a matter of two words.

But even so.

Matthew's harvest is also amazing enough.

Of course, this excess return is also built on one of the few highlight moments of the necromancer-

The soldiers recruited by the Scourge do not need rations, do not require wages, and are completely obedient to Matthew's words.

This is a subordinate that other mages can't envy.

If you use other means to complete this war, the benefits may not be so great, and even if it doesn't go well, you may lose money!

And in the harvest of these two cities.

The most gratifying thing for Matthew is the successful capture of a large amount of standard equipment.

Don't look at the attributes of these standard equipment alone, which are very inconspicuous.

However, the improvement of a single immortal bit by bit, taken together, is a huge blessing to the undead army!

Matthew had a headache with his younger brothers' equipment before.

And this battle is over.

He couldn't be short of equipment.

Even better.

The equipment captured from these two towns is a perfect match for Matthew's undead.

After all.

A lot of it was their equipment when they were alive......

Matthew took a moment to clean up the loot that Xiao Boiling and the others had gathered.

After a while.

Peggy reappears as if nothing happened:

"Matthew Matthew, I called Miao Saqi, let's continue to build the cemetery?"

Matthew shook his head:

"No, don't repair it, send a few undead thunderbirds to follow those who have fled, and confirm how many of them have entered the City of Night Angels."

"Keep an eye on the last group of people to leave Crescent Mountain."

"The undead army will be dispatched in a moment, and we will follow them!"

said.

He looked at Vasnov, who had been hanging up beside him:

"Did you find it?"

The latter nodded slightly:

"Found it."

"Before you do it, you have to practice the Sea Elf Meditation Technique more proficiently."

"We only have one chance, and when he reacts, we have to evacuate, otherwise it may be dangerous."

Matthew asked, somewhat puzzled:

"In the space of evil thoughts, can he really do anything to us?"

Vasnov shook his head:

"Normally, he doesn't have much to do with us."

"But if he goes mad, it is still possible to banish himself to the Void World with us."

"You don't want to meet the Void Lord right now, do you?"

"I don't want to."

"So let's take a bite, um, a small bite."

Matthew nodded.

Soon after.

The canopy of death slowly moved away from the Crescent Mountain.

The tireless army of the undead also followed the road all the way east.

"Why are you suddenly in such a hurry to attack again?"

"I thought you'd settle it down."

On the way, Peggy asked, puzzled.

Matthew smiled silently:

"There aren't many corpses in Crescent Mountain at all, and there is no need for precipitation."

"When I deliberately let them go, I was ready for now."

"I set up a gate at the intersection to ask them to leave, but unfortunately they didn't appreciate it."

"Since you have rejected the mercy of the necromancer."

"Then we can only ask them to taste the cruelty of the necromancer."

Between words.

The canopy of death and the army of the undead gradually became a single line.

The darkness of heaven and earth is oppressive.

The projection of the two Grim Reapers, like the end of the world, overlooks the plane.

In the air filled with a terrifying aura of slaughter and ripples of negative energy.

Even the grass and trees on the side of the road quickly withered, and then let out a low mournful sound.

……

City of Night Angels.

Midnight Cathedral, the top of the Sacred Tower.

Archbishop and Lord Underwood sat solemnly on the Holy Seat.

As one of only four archbishops in the Church of the Midnight God, Underwood has undisputed supremacy in the city.

Now.

There were no other clergy of the Midnight God in the hall in front of the Holy See.

Instead, there are two sorcerers from the Scourge Order.

"Mr. Tyrone, when this time you tell me you want to leave?"

"Isn't that a little too irresponsible?"

Underwood reprimanded the blonde man in front of him in a very unceremonious tone.

The blonde man named Tyrone smiled calmly:

"This is Lance's territory, not mine."

"I'm just coming over to see if I can help, but now, what I can do is very limited, it's better to take advantage of the fact that the passage from the sampan plane to the main material realm is still in effect, I hurry back to the material realm, I have my mission to complete, and it will not be so easy to smuggle in the future."

Underwood snorted heavily:

"You're expecting us to fail?"

Tyrone smiled modestly:

"No, I just don't want to bet."

"The Lord of the Void will bless you."

As he spoke, his figure slowly vanished, leaving only a shadow that continued to distort in place.

Underwood looked at the sorcerer Lance next to him with some dissatisfaction:

"You're going to let him go?"

"Aren't you afraid that he's going to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary?"

Lance shrugged indifferently:

"If he really has that kind of courage, maybe there really is hope for the Scourge Order."

"After all, he is the number one person in our Scourge Order, how can I, a marginal person, dare to point fingers at him?"

"And then again, didn't you stop Tyrone when he just left?"

Underwood was silent for a moment, then said:

"I just received news that Matthew has taken Crescent Mountain, and the evil spirit lord Hodges has fled without a fight."

"That kid exceeded our expectations, and his strength is amazing."

Mention Matthew.

Lance also put on a rare serious expression:

"yes, I know there's a fireball thrower under him, and that guy is pretty good."

"There is also a false god, I suspect that he is Vasnov, or related to him......"

Underwood suddenly came to the spirit:

"Are you sure it's the god of war?"

"I remember that Vasnov had an excellent relationship with the gods (the gods of midnight), and they were even called brothers with each other."

"If it's him, I might be able to ask God to drop a projection at the right time to convince Vasnov to turn against the water......"

Moonston has a strange look on his face:

"Judging from historical experience, the brothers of the god of war have nothing to do."

Underwood looked angry.

But after thinking about it, he changed his words and said:

"There is some truth in what you said, you can't pin your hopes on the subordinates who plot against the enemy."

"What did that Changeling imp say?"

Lance replied:

"He said he was ready, but as before, he could only do it on the astral plane."

"If we can't lure Matthew to the astral plane, then there's nothing he can do."

Underwood shook his head slowly:

"Matthew's style is difficult to figure out, and it's not so easy to lure him to the astral plane."

"And he's got a Patronus on him, and I don't believe that Changeling kid can kill him."

Lance snorted softly:

"If it weren't for the Patronus, I would have killed him long ago."

Underwood scoffed:

"Or your old way?"

"Turn the enemy into a woman first, and then win in the next three ways?"

Lance raised his head proudly:

"Or else?"

"That's how I survive, as long as a person is pregnant with my child, they will obey me."

Speaking of which.

He sighed a little helplessly:

"Even if he was a man, I could have made him pregnant."

"It's a pity that the damn evil queen Babasha actually used my method first, the other party will definitely take precautions against this, and after being fucked once, his body will also be immune, this method is already dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be dragged into the battle of the realm......"

"Speaking of which, there are a lot of strange realms on that kid's body, there is a minotaur realm who doesn't know where it comes from, in short, it's very weird!"

Underwood also nodded with emotion:

"A weirdo indeed."

"Let's take one step at a time, solve the current undead scourge first, and then find a way to banish him to the astral plane."

"As long as he enters the astral boundary, I don't know how many people can easily kill him!"

Lance's eyes narrowed:

"Have you found a way to deal with the undead scourge?"

Underwood said very calmly:

"It's just a bunch of skeletons, it's not worth mentioning at all."

said.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and there was an additional blue irregular faceted crystal on his white palm.

Lance's pupils shrank:

"Fragments of the Godhead of the Lord of the Storm and the Sea?"

"The god-level enchantment of the Eye of the Sea?"

"You're going to create a world-destroying tsunami on the sampan plane?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Of course, a tsunami can destroy the undead scourge, but what about your own people in this city?"

Archbishop Underwood bowed slightly, revealing a look of compassion, but his tone was extremely firm:

"God will bless them."

"Moreover, I heard that there has been a shortage of people in the kingdom of God recently......"

Speaking of the last sentence.

Underwood couldn't help but grin, his expression seemed a little mocking or cruel, but from another point of view, it seemed holy and reverent.

……

(End of chapter)