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nChapter 106: I Had Already Guessed That You Were a Fellow Cultivator!

nTranslator: Lonelytree

nUndead who work for free is too cute!

nWith this method, you can promise a sky-high salary. Since they’ll forget about it, why not make it as preposterous as you can? I’m really a genius! Praise me, praise me!

nSigh, even if you praise me, I won’t be able to hear it. J

nI’m an idiot.

nFerlog is completely unwilling to talk to me.

nI’m really an idiot.

nI’m leaving. The legend of the Winged Serpent God is indeed fake. I’m really stupid. After the ascension of the Heavenly Palace, how can there be a true god in the secular world? If I want to secure some divinity, I might as well go to the outer planes to find demons!

nPerhaps I can try to become a god myself, but if I become a god now, will I be exiled by the laws left behind by the Calamity Mage?

nSigh, if only I had connections with the Calamity Mage.

nI left some interesting things in the swamp. If you have any companions, you can go and get them, but I can’t guarantee that you won’t die.

n– -Your forever Spirit Girl, Dania.

nAfter reading it, Matthew had a curious expression.

nIt seemed that the legendary necromancer in the depths of the swamp was a woman. Some clues from before made Matthew think of Ursul, but Ursul had died long ago.

nDania should be another powerful necromancer.

nThe secret message she left on the nameplate was cheerful, which seemed to be inconsistent with the gloomy image of a necromancer, but Matthew knew that this was the norm.

nIt was precisely because they had to deal with gloomy undead that they would be so lively when dealing with other necromancers.

nHe was somewhat interested in the things that Dania had left behind, but he still had to deal with the Soul of the Rainforest, who was furious.

nMatthew put away the nameplate, then found the corpse of the black-backed gnoll and began to summon the zombies.

nThere was no point in leaving now. No matter where they went, they would be attacked by the strongest beasts recruited by the Soul of the Rainforest.

nIf that were the case, Matthew would definitely choose the stronger zombies instead of the skeletons to prepare a defensive counterattack.

nMoonlight shone down as he chanted.

nUnder the strange gazes of Old Lucky and Lorraine, the Silver Moon, Blackback Gnolls, and Zombie stood up one by one.

nThe Tree Skin Spell and Holy Moon Armor on their bodies were dazzling.

nHowever, neither Old Lucky nor Lorraine asked.

nThey just silently accompanied Matthew, waiting for the next wave of ferocious beasts to attack.

nThe night passed quickly.

nThe expected full-scale encirclement did not come. Matthew only encountered a few sporadic attacks. He did not need to do anything. Soldier alone could resolve them.

nIn the morning.

nThe rainforest was gradually covered with dark clouds.

nThe dull sound of thunder came from the sky as if thousands of people were beating drums in the clouds.

nThe atmosphere on the ground became more and more oppressive.

nMatthew knew that the Soul of the Rainforest was exerting pressure on him by controlling the environment.

nThe real attack had yet to arrive.

nIt wanted to use all kinds of methods to make him bow his head.

nUnfortunately, Matthew had already figured out The Soul of Rainforest’s temper.

nIt was impossible for him to lower his head.

nThe only thing he could do now was to fight until the soul of the rainforest submitted its will!

nIn the afternoon.

nMore and more ferocious beasts gathered around the highland.

nMost of the ferocious beasts were still watching.

nHowever, there were also a few who could not hold back and had conflicts with Matthew.

nAfter a few rounds of fierce battle.

nThe beasts suffered heavy losses, but Matthew became more and more courageous as he fought. He had just come to the rainforest and was already lacking material. With creatures throwing themselves at him, the number of undead he ruled grew.

nThat’s why.

nFor the entire afternoon, the chanting on the high ground did not stop.

nAt dusk.

nHe looked at the densely packed undead figures at the edge of the highland.

nThe surrounding ferocious beasts all stopped.

nHint: You have summoned a Silvermoon Zombie Tiger with the Undead

nSummoning Spell!

nCurrent Zombies: 56

/Skeletons: 22

nMatthew was actually not very satisfied with this number. He still had mana and negative energy left, so he could summon more.

nHowever, the beasts that lived in the rainforest all year round were not fools.

nAfter seeing the first wave become the necromancers’ puppets, these tigers, leopards, crocodiles, and snakes did not dare to approach.

nHowever, they did not go far. Instead, they hid nearby as if waiting for an opportunity.

nMatthew was also very calm.

nHe would seize every interval between the ferocious beasts’ attacks to rest.

nFor example, now.

nCrackling!

nThe bonfire in the middle of the highland was emitting black smoke.

nThe rainforest had a humid climate, and this was the scene of wet firewood burning.

nOriginally, Old Lucky did not allow them to start a fire in the forest, saying that doing so would attract real ferocious beasts, but now it clearly did not matter.

nLooking at the dense crowd of undead around them, the two of them had a clear understanding of Matthew’s strength.

n“So, if I want to deal with a necromancer like you, do I have to kill you in one fell swoop? If we just send people to encircle and suppress you, would we be providing you with help instead?”

nBeside the fire, Lorraine was holding his booklet. He would occasionally glance at it and occasionally chat with Matthew.

nMatthew nodded. “As long as they don’t exceed the necromancers’ threshold, then the necromancers are the least afraid of human wave tactics. The more powerful the necromancer is, the more so.”

n“I will remember your words and write them into my works in the future.. Yes,

nBraveheart Matthew once said that necromancers are fearless!”

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