This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1606: 443 Door of Thought and Golden Ticket

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In the gloomy, dark buildings,

Matthew moved quickly by himself.

A boy who dashed past was shrouded in a mysterious aura.

Matthew realized he could hardly mark him using insight or mental power.

He could only identify his presence and movements with his eyes.

In Matthew’s perception,

The boy was entirely “empty,” he had no hint of spirituality, yet he possessed qualities akin to life.

Despite the danger, he had to take a risk.

But the Ancient City of Klarafa at night was indeed fraught with crises.

Matthew had just walked a section of the road when a large group of vengeful spirits of the Trolls suddenly appeared around the corner.

They blocked the intersection, making it difficult to pass.

Even from a distance of about fifty meters,

Matthew could sense the changes in these spirits at night.

Their speed had increased a lot.

Beyond that,

A black substance appeared on the surface of the spirits.

Any living being that came close to that substance would feel their mobility severely decreased.

It was an Aura that sapped movement!

Facing one or two spirits was manageable,

But encountering a group head-on, one wouldn’t last three seconds before being paralyzed!

And once mobility was lost,

Being surrounded by a mob of frenzied spirits would have predictable consequences.

Matthew didn’t hesitate; he immediately chose another path.

His gravestone, as if an extension of his arm, deftly turned a corner and slipped into a side alley, breaking free before the spirits could enclose him.

However, all this was just a prelude.

Soon,

Matthew discovered there were far too many spirits in this area!

Probably the disturbances near the Magic Tower had attracted too many guardians.

With the arrival of the Ancient City Patrol, the area became incredibly lively.

Matthew did his utmost to avoid the spirits on the main road, but sometimes he was still caught by spirits bursting out of the walls.

He tried using Ursul’s Reprimand to deal with them,

But it was of little effect.

Ordinary necromancer techniques were useless in the Ancient City of Klarafa.

The spirits, after eons of strengthening, were tightly bound to the ancient city.

This city was their ceremonial field.

As long as they were in the ceremonial field, and as long as the ritual operated normally, they would receive significant strengthening.

Moreover,

These spirits seemed to share some collective consciousness.

As soon as one spirit engaged in combat with an enemy, the rest would immediately abandon whatever they were doing and swarm over.

In such circumstances,

Killing any spirit was unwise—it would bring a deluge of hatred!

"Keep calm! Think of a solution

Matthew, riding his gravestone, raced through the dark city.

The figure of the boy ahead flickered in and out of sight, hard to catch.

Looking back,

The number of pursuing spirits behind him could fill several train cars!

Ordinary people would have probably wet their pants at this sight.

Matthew’s scalp tingled too.

At the same time,

He could feel his speed slowing!

"No, this can’t continue

Just then,

Matthew lost sight of the boy.

He didn’t hesitate.

He immediately took a left at the next intersection, inadvertently dragging another group of troll spirits from across the street into the fray!

Matthew charged up and down the streets,

With spirits trailing behind him like a long dragon.

It was only because the gravestone’s speed was indeed fast that he wasn’t torn to pieces by those spirits!

"Go!”

Seeing the moment was right, Matthew turned and fled.

Just like that,

The crazily pursuing troll spirits, enough to stretch half a mile, chased after Matthew’s gravestone and ghost fire.

They circled around the Magic Tower for a bit,

Then charged in the direction of the Magic Tower again!

Near the Magic Tower,

It had now become eerily quiet,

Except for little Ingram and his summoned creature army, almost everyone else had sought refuge.

When Matthew appeared,

Elemental lives were ardently fighting the nearby troll spirits.

The next second,

A huge gravestone, carrying a massive amount of ghost fire, plunged into their midst!

"Help, the locals are a bit too unfriendly

Matthew greeted Ingram from a distance,

Who, looking at the number of spirits trailing behind Matthew,

Turned almost liver-colored!

"Stop him!”

Ingram ordered.

But Matthew was too cunning, just brushing past the edge of Ingram’s elemental army before making a detour.

Matthew knew courtesy, knew to detour,

But the spirits didn’t understand that principle.

In a moment,

The tidal-wave-like spirits slammed into the defensive line of the elemental army,

Immediately sapping the mobility of four or five sturdy elemental lives.

A bit later,

Their struggles became futile, and they soon perished miserably in the hostile sea!

Seeing the defensive line faltering,

Ingram, even if boiling with rage, had no spare energy to focus on Matthew.

He took out a book with a light green cover and started spellcasting rapidly, using the synergy of the Four Elements to construct a barrier as formidable as a natural moat.

By then, Matthew, riding his gravestone, had once again increased his distance from the Magic Tower.

With Ingram’s wholehearted help,

The streets became much quieter.

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