This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 76: Banishment Letter

At the entrance of the mine.

Quinna watched in disbelief as Matthew stepped on Anderson’s head.

Of course, she knew that there was a strange necromancer living in the oak forest, and she suspected that he was the one who had the ability to summon bone dragons. However, she did not expect Anderson to be defeated so quickly.

He was the Southern Patriarch of the Order of Calamity, a genuine Tier 4 Evil Arts Master, the organizer of the three organizations’ expedition, and the strongest among them!

This scene also shocked the other members.

Their originally unstable fighting spirit instantly melted away like melting snow.

Many people subconsciously retreated, wanting to hide behind the others. In the end, they realized that everyone had retreated.

After Anderson’s head fell to the ground.

The situation on the battlefield also became clear.

The originally fearless Kobolds all covered their heads and scurried towards the entrance of the cave.

However, their escape route was blocked by Eli.

The sabre-toothed tiger showed off its might as he dealt with the escaping kobolds.

One slap, one kill. Soon, all the kobolds were eliminated.

The only fish that had escaped the net was the Susuva Demon Hound.

This demon’s vitality was shockingly tenacious.

Even though Peggy had punctured its skull and a small amount of brain matter was leaking out, it still managed to stumble away. This scene fell into Matthew’s eyes.

He frowned.

"The Susuva Demon Hound is a creature from another world. After the gnoll dies, it should not be able to maintain its existence in the prime material plane.” Almost at the same time.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from under his feet.

Matthew reacted quickly.

He lifted his leg and launched a heavy kick.

Bang!

Anderson’s head exploded in the air, turning into a strange blood mist.

Matthew saw it clearly.

There were human faces, bugs, brain grooves, and clusters of extremely evil runes in the blood mist!

At the same time.

The badge of the Goddess of Moonlight on his chest began to tremble violently.

"Retreat!”

Matthew growled.

Under cover of the skeletons, they quickly left the blood mist and the headless corpse.

The blood mist wrapped the gnoll’s corpse like an octopus.

In the next moment.

A solemn voice came from the blood mist.

That person’s words were extremely rigid and clear.

It was as if it was echoing in the hearts of everyone present:

"I’ll grant you an undying body. Wherever the night goes, you’ll live endlessly and be indestructible!”

As soon as he finished speaking.

The headless corpse of the gnoll slowly stood up from the ground.

Unknowingly.

A smooth neck grew out from the undamaged head.

Everyone was stunned by this strange scene.

Even for the members of the evil organization, such a scene of resurrection was extremely rare!

"Hehehe, I’m immortal.”

Anderson shook his neck from side to side as if he was trying to get used to this new head.

His eyes were evil and unscrupulous as he locked onto Matthew as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

The blood mist still hadn’t disnersed.

It was like a protective halo that enveloped the gnoll.

Matthew sensed a strong domain from the blood mist.

At this moment.

A message formed by moonlight suddenly appeared on the constantly vibrating badge.

” The God of the gnoll Anderson is the evil demon Trier of the Ancient Land, and Trier is actually the incarnation of the God of Midnight. The blessing of the God of Midnight is only effective at midnight. If it is delayed until dawn, his undying blessing will be broken.

– -Assia Moonlight.”

The Midnight God?

Was this matter actually related to the Heavenly Palace?

Matthew didn’t doubt the authenticity of this information.

After all, this was in line with the Goddess of Moonlight’s many attempts to curry favour with him. Even if she had any designs on him, it would be something else.

However, whether it was Assia or the God of Midnight who had transformed a man into an evil spirit, it meant that the exiled gods had started to make their move.

This was not good news for this world that was lagging behind in development.

This thought flashed through Matthew’s mind.

He suddenly pulled out a crossbow and aimed it at Anderson, who was in the blood mist.

"Come on. You can’t kill me!”

Anderson shouted crazily.

Matthew judged that he was still in a temporary state of paralysis after being resurrected, so he no longer hesitated. An arrow shot out from the pile of skeleton soldiers and hit Aderson in the chest!

The arrow pierced the gnoll’s chest, and the gnoll pulled it out as if it did not feel pain. It then twisted the arrow in half in front of Matthew.

However, Matthew did not stop.

He raised his hand and swiftly took out another loaded crossbow from his Magical Bag and aimed it at Anderson.

Whoosh!

Another arrow. Anderson glared angrily.

"You’re doing useless work!”

He had just pulled out the second arrow from his chest when the third arrow flew over. However, Matthew missed this time, and the arrow pierced the gnoll’s knee.

The three consecutive arrows made him furious.

The blood mist began to move slowly toward Matthew.

However, Matthew, who had missed his three shots, sneakily retreated towards the oak forest.

He met up with Eli.

With the Silvermoon Zombies and Skeleton Soldiers as protection, they retreated in an orderly manner.

Only Soldier was ordered by Matthew to harass the Evil Art Masters in the blood mist. free(w)ebnov(e)l

After receiving the order, Soldier immediately limped towards Anderson.

His dance steps were sometimes stiff and sometimes smooth.

Everyone saw the skeleton that was always twisting its hips around the blood mist in a probing manner.

From time to time, he would strike.

The short knife could easily tear open the skin of the gnoll, leaving a mark on his body that was neither deep nor shallow.

However, the effect was limited.

The blood mist seemed to have given Anderson an insufferably vibrant life force.

No matter how Soldier added wounds to his body.

He could always recover quickly, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"This gnoll’s close combat ability is too strong.” said Eli fearfully.

"I’m afraid that only Guardians of the same level can take him head-on. Ordinary Warriors can’t do anything to him.”

Matthew nodded lightly.

Peggy and Eli were both Tier 3 melee experts, but they were barely a match for Anderson. The pressure that this guy gave off on the battlefield was indeed too great.

He had seen through this, which was why he had chosen to lure the enemy in and cooperate with Soldier’s sneak attack.

However, who knew that an Evil Art Master actually had the protection of a true god? Even though the Heavenly Palace was far away and the God of Midnight could not directly interfere on the battlefield, the blessing he gave through his avatar was already troublesome enough.

"Eli, I need you to cooperate with my Skeleton Assassin and continue to pressure him. I’ll give you some support from behind.”

Matthew voiced his thoughts.

Eli didn’t refuse. He just asked curiously,

“He’s immortal now. What’s the use of your crossbow and our harassment?”

"I’m not thinking of killing him now. I’m just trying to weaken him as much as possible.” Matthew said calmly,

“Didn’t you notice that his movements are much slower than before?”

Eli was enlightened.

“Are you using poisoned arrows?”

Matthew nodded.

“It seems that his immortal body is not omnipotent. The effects of the powerful exhaustion ray and the negative armour debuff have been purified, but the poison on the crossbow will still slow him down. This is not enough to kill him. We are facing a protracted battle.”

Eli took a deep breath.

“I understand. You need me to force him to use his other abilities.”

Matthew’s eyes flashed with caution. “Yes, while the others are still hesitating, try your best to put pressure on him. I suspect that he still has a powerful killing move other than resurrection, so you have to be careful.’

Anderson was the strongest enemy Matthew had ever faced since he transmigrated.

Because it was an ambush, both sides were almost unprepared. The attack just now was the best decision Matthew made on the spot.

Things had come to this.

Matthew didn’t have many cards in his hand, and he definitely couldn’t use his trump card, Bone Dragon, for two reasons.

First, revealing his trump card meant that he had to be prepared to escape. Clearly, he had not reached that step yet.

Second, Matthew’s trump card was actually a non-secret.

The Order of Calamity was aware of the existence of the skeletal dragon, but they still dared to come and cause trouble. This meant that they had the means to fight the skeletal dragon. In such a situation, showing his cards first was equivalent to sending himself to his death.

Matthew had to rely on other methods to delay Anderson!

At this moment.

His gaze was locked onto the gnoll Evil Art Master.

His attention was unprecedentedly focused, and he did not want to miss a single detail.

Eli understood Matthew’s tactics. He switched from his wild form to a more agile jungle lynx, and he worked with Soldier to harass Anderson.

The injured Peggy was in charge of supporting them from further away.

Matthew, on the other hand, kept retreating at a moderate pace.

In the blood mist.

Anderson was pincered from both front and back.

Even though his recovery ability was amazing, he was still harassed tirelessly.

The spiked hammer in his hand was extremely lethal, but it just couldn’t hit Soldier and Eli. The former’s footsteps were strange. He was clearly a skeleton, but his movements were as slippery as an earthworm!

After the latter transformed into a lynx, his agility skyrocketed. Furthermore, Eli did not focus on attacking but on harassing. He didn’t give Anderson any chance to hurt him.

The group retreated while fighting.

They gradually approached the edge of the oak forest.

Finally.

Anderson also realized that his movements were a little too slow.

He cast Purification on himself to temporarily suppress the poison.

The blood mist dispersed bit by bit.

He seemed to have been completely freed from the Stun of Resurrection.

Suddenly.

He rushed forward and almost injured Eli, but Soldier, under Matthew’s command, pounced behind Anderson like a ghost!

Firefly and Brightmoon were about to repeat the same trick.

But this time, Anderson dodged at the last moment. The pair of daggers only tore through the gnoll’s scalp and did not decapitate it again.

Unable to succeed, Soldier quickly blended into the shadows.

Anderson’s face was flushed red from the tactic.

He finally couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Under Matthew’s scorching gaze.

The gnoll tore off a palm-sized piece of fur from its chest!

The back of the fur was filled with twisted words.

Anderson held the fur in his hand and glared in the direction where Soldier disappeared. He shouted,

‘You don’t belong here!”

As he spoke, that piece of fur actually started to burn out of thin air.

Soldier’s figure suddenly appeared.

His movements were a little stiff at first, and then a dark grey negative energy halo lit up under his feet.

"You don’t belong here!”

Anderson roared again.

The halo completely engulfed Soldier.

[Hint: The Evil Art Master Anderson has used the ” Banishment Letter ” on your summoned creature.

Soldier has been banished for a short period of time!]

Currently, Soldier is in the negative energy plane. Time limit before you can summon Soldier again: 4 hours

[Banishment Letter (Magic Contract Enhancement): An exile spell stained with the blood of the great demon Trier. It can banish any non-legendary creature from the material world for a short period of time. The duration depends on the level of the banished subject and the will of the summoner.]

Soldier was banished.

Anderson had completely regained his spirit, and his movements became faster and faster. The pressure on Eli instantly increased a lot.

Anderson used his hammer to force Eli back.

Then, he charged toward Matthew without any regard for anything else.

However, Matthew’s eyes flashed with indescribable excitement.

"So, the banishment document is your trump card against the bone dragon?”

He was not in a hurry to attack.

Instead, he ordered the skeleton soldiers and zombies to disperse.

He quickly ran towards the oak forest.

In the forest.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard.

Matthew ran with a smile on his face.

He knew.

He was definitely not fighting alone.

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