Chapter 243 The Necromancer with Bleeding Orifices

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Matthew took a quick glance and used the elimination method as usual.

"Body shape" is definitely the first one to be eliminated.

Matthew didn’t need to attract the opposite sex, much less the same sex.

His charisma is already so high that he no longer looks like a mage.

There is no need to expand further in this area.

Moreover, the beautiful muscles have nothing but good looks, which is of no value to Matthew, who has always been pragmatic.

The ability "Night Owl" is actually very good.

It is naturally suitable for Necromancers who often work all night.

It also has a very overbearing effect in terms of enhancing physical fitness.

The same goes for "powerful absorption".

This ability can give Matthew a chance to recover quickly.

In a protracted war.

This ability may come in handy.

In any other case.

Both options are likely to be selected by Matthew.

But when he saw the last item.

The first two solid abilities were quickly forgotten by him.

Because "Tree Transformation" is a rarer and more precious ability!

For druids.

Wilderness forms abound, but most wilderness forms exist in the form of animals, and plants are extremely rare.

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

In terms of life, I am afraid that not many druids are willing to experience the life of plants.

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

The plant world seems a lot deserted and lonely.

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

Unlike Matthew.

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

And plants are the majority in nature!

This is something that is easily overlooked.

Because neither trees nor grass can make sounds on their own.

Matthew decisively acquired this ability!

Thereafter he can transform into a real oak tree and experience plant life.

This process will facilitate his exploration and progress in the natural realm.

Take ten thousand steps back.

Even the experience of turning into a plant was of no benefit to Matthew's spiritual practice.

Then he could at least produce some acorn seeds himself.

Expand your imagination.

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

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

Matthew's thinking gradually became somewhat divergent.

But soon.

His attention was once again focused on the data column.

"My physique has really become stronger..."

Matthew was pleasantly surprised.

Being riddled with all kinds of diseases is really a time-limited ability that is incredible!

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

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

Especially non-professional related ones.

Take Matthew for example.

It is easier to improve his intelligence and perception.

But enhancing other attributes is very laborious.

under normal channels.

Either spend money to follow the route of a krypton gold warrior like Margaret, and improve your own attributes through various enchantments;

Either you have to exercise consistently. The key is that this kind of exercise may not really improve your attributes. Sometimes it is just a kind of psychological comfort.

And like Matthew, he only needs hospital clothes to stimulate physical growth, which is a shortcut to heaven!

But he also knew it very well.

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

Without Hussmann sharing the spore field to himself.

Matthew would never dare to take poison so unscrupulously.

Talland is not a vegetarian either.

The poisonous sacs she created are so toxic that even advanced druids must treat them with caution. Only Matthew, who has received the spore blessing, can act so randomly.

"So sometimes I have to go out more and make more weird friends. There will always be times when I can borrow some strength."

Matthew thought to himself.

His current physical fitness is 13 points, which is far superior to ordinary people and inferior to warriors of the same level, but he is already considered to be 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 it continues to improve.

When the time comes to change into a warrior's attire, people who don't know may really mistake him for a warrior!

Just think of this.

Matthew couldn't help but feel shaken.

"Plague rats and poison sacs are the sources of infection for plague and toxin respectively. As long as they are cut off, Talander's final counterattack will fail!"

He said categorically to Ai Lan.

Ai Lan was still immersed in surprise.

She stuttered a little and asked Matthew:

"Are you okay?"

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

"Did you prepare the antidote in advance?"

Winter Moon's eyes were full of curiosity.

Matthew smiled and made a joke:

"Maybe it's because our necromancers have a better appetite."

"I'll leave this to you first. I'll be responsible for cutting off the new source of infection!"

Said.

He immediately transformed into a raven, flew into the air, and searched frantically!

Poison sacs are easy to find.

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

Its shape is a bit like an ivy.

However, there are no small white flowers on their bodies, only the tips or upper ends are dotted with poisonous sacs of various sizes.

The poison sac will self-expand.

When it expands to a certain extent, it will automatically explode, polluting the nearby air and water sources, and making this space full of poison.

Take a little longer.

The entire Cross City may become a city of poison and plague!

Naturally, Matthew would not sit idly by.

The raven flew over the wall, trying his best to find the poison sacs. Every time he saw one, he flew directly over and took a mouthful of it!

Bang!

Stab!

The sounds of chewing poison sacs and raven tearing were heard constantly.

One poison sac after another was swallowed by Matthew.

Gradually.

It was as if a fire was burning in his belly.

Waves of heat flowed wildly through his body.

Matthew could sense it.

During this process, the spores became more active, and the spore field was also growing slowly.

And in comparison.

The improvement in one's own toxin resistance is not that obvious!

"In order to improve the resistance to toxins, you must resist the toxins and withstand the damage. Only in this way can the attributes be greatly increased. But my current situation is that the poison sacs were decomposed and neutralized by the spores as soon as they were taken down. The body essentially did not withstand it. Toxin damage, so the corresponding resistance will naturally not increase. "

Matthew reasoned.

This is somewhat of a pity.

However, compared to the dual improvements in physical fitness and spore fields, the slow progress in poison resistance does not affect Matthew's enthusiasm for work.

He searched every corner of the city like a greedy little raccoon.

Soon.

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

And when passing by a street corner.

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

They attack roadside shops and try to bite pedestrians.

Their movements are extremely arrogant.

Many people who were close to or bitten by plague rats developed varying degrees of plague symptoms.

Matthew hesitated.

The next second.

The raven flapped its wings and flew past at top speed.

puff!

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

Snapped!

The raven swallowed the plague rat alive!

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"Tip: If you swallow a plague rat, your body will be infected with the plague!

Your blessing "Spore's Care" is in effect.

You decomposed the plague on the plague rat!

Fighting both poison and plague, the spores Husman gave you become more active.

The effect of your temporary status "Suffering from All Diseases" has been improved——

Over the next hour.

Every poison sac or plague rat you eat can bring you double benefits (including poison resistance, plague resistance and physical fitness improvement).

special.

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

But these negative reactions will not affect your life safety.

It is just the stress response produced by the living organism when it encounters traumatic signals. "

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"Double profit?"

Matthew's eyes lit up.

The nauseating discomfort I felt just now from swallowing the plague rat alive disappeared instantly.

He looked around the city with red eyes.

Not only the stationary poison sacs, but also the tyrannical plague rats, he was not going to let go of one!

"Everyone, go catch me mice!"

Matthew gave the order harshly through the undead contract.

As soon as this statement came out.

All the units on Undead Street were moved.

Skeletons and zombies are still slowly looking for the cunning plague rat on every street corner.

And the ghosts roared out in a swarm, like well-trained pastoral cats, and started arresting mice everywhere!

for a while.

The scene became chaotic and somewhat comical.

People were surprised to see rats with red lights breaking into their homes, and even more surprised to see ghosts coming through the walls and taking away the rats by force.

And above the sky.

There is always a raven circling.

Every time a new poison sac appears.

The raven will fly down and snatch it away.

Gradually.

The earlier panic became less severe.

The entire city's influence from the plague and toxin realm has also begun to decrease significantly.

In the sky.

Winter Moon Ai Lan watched all this silently, with a thoughtful light in his eyes.

Then she concentrated.

Complete the space sealing technique.

"It should get better next, right?"

She glanced uncertainly in the direction of the Holly Oak.

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Hollyoaks.

Inside the sword and fire barrier.

Outside the underground temple.

A group of druids gathered around a cesspool that was emitting light green gas. Everyone's expression was very serious, and some had anger written on their faces.

Ever since the two Archdruids entered the underground temple and suppressed the evil spirits left over from the Dark Ages.

Druids from both conservative and radical factions gathered around this pond to engage in fierce battles on more than one occasion.

This pool is called Mirror Moon Pond.

In addition to its basic viewing function, it can also reflect the situation of Cross City in the natural field.

In the Mirror Moon Pond right now, sewage is flowing across the pond and poisonous gas is rising.

obviously.

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

They even know it better than the residents who don't know what happened.

It's just for one reason or another.

They are trapped here.

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

"The child is still vomiting and diarrhea now!"

"Mirsin, Zilat, you really should go and see the child's vomit, what a terrible poison it is!"

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

A man wearing animal skins and with a sturdy back and waist is shouting at another group of people:

"Without our help, the civilians of Cross City will not survive this disaster!"

"I never expect you to have the most basic kindness, but can you fucking open the damn barrier and let us go out to help?"

He blushed and cursed.

Many people behind him also responded to his words.

"Open the barrier and let us go!"

Conservative druids protested one after another.

The leader of the radical druids was a man with thin eyebrows and eyes.

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

He said to the animal skin man calmly:

"Calm down, Delong."

"Where did you put the child?"

Delong said angrily:

"According to your order, I locked him in a tree cage after completing the basic treatment. You can rest assured that he can't escape!"

"Fuck you, Mirxin, you don't suspect that the child is a spy, do you?!"

Mirxin replied indifferently:

"This possibility cannot be ruled out, so you have to keep an eye on him."

"You brought him back, you must do this, otherwise if something happens, you can't bear the responsibility."

Delong looked fed up:

"I know that the underground temple is above everything else, where the natural souls of the Earth Society since its establishment live in the dying state..."

Mirxin interrupted :

"These natural souls have made great contributions to the Earth Society in history. They have given everything for us. Now they have become the target of the gods. We should protect them. This task takes priority over everything else. I think you should be able to figure it out."

Delong took a step forward:

"Don't use the natural souls to pressure me!"

"I believe that if those dying natural souls knew all this, they would support my choice."

"And I originally thought that it was against the way of nature to forcibly imprison the spirits that are about to return to nature in the form of dying in the underground temple!"

"If you are really worried that they will become the container of the reincarnation of the gods, why not let them go?"

"Let them leave and let them return to nature!"

Hearing this.

Everyone present was silent.

Because within the Earth Society, the topic of dying natural souls is a topic that cannot be mentioned.

And Delong obviously broke this taboo.

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

Mirsin's eyes became colder:

"Do you still want to continue talking about this topic?"

Delong seemed a little afraid.

He was silent for a while and shook his head:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to question the decision of the Spirit of the Earth."

"I just want to tell you that we should protect this city instead of letting it be destroyed."

"The wizards of the Seven Saints Alliance have arrived. They are fighting desperately to protect this city. What about us? We once made a vow to the earth. We should not abandon those mortals."

Mirsin said coldly:

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

"In the name of eliminating the withered believers, they secretly want to sneak into our temple to steal things..."

Delong also interrupted him :

"There is no evidence that the two mages from the evaporation team appeared near the temple to steal things."

Mirsin seemed to be angry and laughed:

"Really? Then they may be attached to the scenery of the temple."

Delong sighed:

"Mages are also a very complicated group. At least the group of mages who came today are very sincere. One of them is Ms. Ailan of Winter Moon. You should know her reputation."

Mirsin nodded slightly:

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

Delong said:

"There is also a necromancer who summoned a large number of undead to protect our civilians."

Hearing this.

All the druids complained a little:

"What? Necromancer?"

"When did the Cross City allow necromancers to enter?"

"Are you sure the undead he summoned are not taking advantage of the fire to rob?"

Faced with these rumors,

Delon responded angrily:

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

"Do you know why I am so angry? Because even a necromancer cares more about the lives of the residents of Cross City than us self-proclaimed kind druids!"

"That necromancer named Matthew is doing his best to save the city. Go out and see what they are doing, Mirsin!"

"Winter Moon Ailan used the space sealing technique to seal off the core area of ​​Taland's power, while the necromancer Matthew was commanding his skeleton soldiers to help those pursued by the Blight Cultists!"

"Yes, a damned necromancer is saving our Cross City, the holy city of druids!"

"Don't you feel a little ashamed?"

"Are we not even as good as a necromancer?"

He roared at the top of his lungs.

Facing Delong's impassioned question, Mirsin's eyes became a little complicated.

"I don't believe the Necromancer would be so kind."

he said persistently.

"Then let's go out and take a look, stand on the oak tree and take a look!"

"Use your eyes and see the outside world!"

Delong said loudly:

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

Mirsin narrowed his eyes:

"good."

"Let's go to the lookout."

The next second.

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

The other druids also turned into various flying animals and flew towards the top of the sacred oak tree.

Only Delong said to himself angrily:

"Damn it, you bullied me again for not having the flying animal transformation!"

While talking.

He turned into a black bear.

boom!

He jumped to the tree, his thick limbs clinging to the surface of the holly oak, and then climbed up with difficulty!

A group of druids came to the high point observation deck of Holy Oak.

from this angle.

They could overlook the whole city, and with just one glance, they could see the miserable scene in Cross City.

Many druids showed unbearable expressions.

Some people couldn't help but clenched their fists.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Not long after, Delong, who transformed into a black bear, climbed up with great effort. He transformed into a human again and asked breathlessly:

"Did you see it?!"

"No, I'm still looking."

Mirsin squinted his eyes and looked down:

"It's poison sacs, and rats that can transmit plague. It's strange. If it's Talander, he shouldn't need such an outdated medium to spread his territory, right?"

Delong said coldly:

"Outdated, but effective. If these things are not dealt with as soon as possible, then most of the residents of Cross City will be poisoned or caught up with the plague, and the city will disappear and become a dead city!"

Mirsin said nothing.

He considered the situation carefully.

suddenly.

Someone shouted:

"There seems to be someone there? Hey, it's strange. He should be a mage, but why did he turn into a raven?"

Mirsin moved his gaze:

"Magics always like to copy the abilities of the natural realm. Maybe they are substitute spells for the wild form that they copied from us."

While talking.

All the druids' eyes were fixed on the raven.

But he passed a wall.

When encountering a poison sac.

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

"ah?!"

Everyone on the observation deck exclaimed.

"Why is he eating the poison sac?"

"Isn't he afraid of death?"

A druid exclaimed.

After a while.

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

The raven did not hesitate, opened its mouth and clicked twice, swallowing all the plague rats into its stomach!

See this scene.

There was silence on the observation deck.

The brains of all the druids seemed to have shut down. Some people were rubbing their eyes vigorously, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

After a while.

The raven returned to human form.

His face looked very bad, with a faint cyan color under his fair complexion, which was obviously a sign of excessive poisoning!

"What is he doing? He will poison himself to death if he does this!"

This is the doubt that all druids have in mind.

"He needs treatment!"

Mirsin said coldly.

But at this time.

Everyone was surprised to see a tauren skeleton coming over holding a handful of ivy-like vines.

Those vines are covered with poisonous sacs, large and small.

These poison sacs are expanding rapidly, and if not controlled, they may explode soon, polluting the nearby air.

Matthew saw this.

He stuffed all these poison sacs into his mouth without hesitation!

that moment.

A stream of heat shot out of his nose.

My eyes also turned red!

I can even feel something hot in my cochlea!

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone at the observation deck.

They could clearly see that the mage was bleeding from all his orifices!

"The toxins he has ingested have far exceeded what normal humans can tolerate. Even if he has taken an antidote in advance or has an amazing resistance to toxins, he will die if he is not treated!"

Mirsin's voice could not help but contain a wave of fluctuation.

at this time.

They suddenly noticed that the mage with bleeding from his seven orifices was saying something to the tauren skeleton next to him.

"What is he talking about? Please translate!"

Mirsin ordered a druid beside him who knew lip reading.

The man stared at Matthew and his voice came out:

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"I'm fine, bring them all here, I have to hurry and eat them all!"

After these two sentences were said.

The druid in charge of translation had red eyes instantly.

Delong roared with tears in his eyes:

"Did you see it?!"

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

"He is even afraid that more people will be hurt because he eats too slowly and the toxins spread too quickly!"

"Why does he do this? Is he stupid? No, it's because the mages don't have better purification methods!"

"If the necromancer can do this, what about us?"

"Are we just going to watch him bleed from all seven orifices and continue to use this stupid method to save the city!?"

He stared at the radical druids angrily.

Many people turned their heads away in shame.

Mirsin took a deep look at Matthew who was still "eliminating" poison sacs and plague rats everywhere.

He finally spoke:

"Then I'll ask you to lead the team yourself and activate the purification ritual prepared in the city."

"But be careful, don't bring anyone in when entering or leaving the barrier, understand?"

Derlong got Mirsin's permission, and his face was immediately ecstatic.

He turned around and was about to prepare.

But he was pulled by Mirsin.

He quietly handed a bulging bag of things to Delong:

"Give it to that wizard, as a little respect for him."

"Don't let him die."

Derlong looked at Mirsin in surprise:

""Creation Potion"? Only the Archdruid can..."

Mirin made a gesture to keep silent.

"Go."

He narrowed his eyes coldly:

"I have to go back to see the child you locked in the tree cage."

"To be honest, I'm not at all reassured about what you did."

Derlong angrily gave him a middle finger:

"Fortunately, I broke up with you, otherwise I would be driven crazy by your nervous style sooner or later! "

Said.

He led some druids to prepare for going out.

And Mirsin looked at Delong helplessly.

Then he walked silently towards the tree cage.

A few minutes later.

Mirsin looked at the guard sleeping beside him and the empty tree cage.

The vertical pupils suddenly shrank.

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"Tip: You have been stimulated by a large amount of toxins and plagues within an hour, and your physique has made great progress!

All kinds of diseases: Your physique is permanently +3!

You have obtained the ability "Strong physique" in the physique field.

Strong physique: When you are hurt, you will gain an extra point of temporary toughness and temporary concentration."

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"Hurry up, faster!"

"The double benefit time will expire soon..."

In the city.

Matthew is doing his best to find the increasingly scarce poison sacs and plague rats.

But at this time.

He suddenly noticed a huge change in breath.

"Huh?"

"Druids opened the knife fire barrier? What do they want to do?"

Matthew looked alert.

At the same time. An unexpected good news also came on his data bar.

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"Hint: Your partner Hibbert accidentally killed the King of Withering!

Your mission "Self-destruction" has been completed!

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

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