A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1573: 434 Soul Siphon and Dark Servant_2

“No matter what Sun God Gerrard and Death God Yeager are up to, it has nothing to do with me now!”

Matthew gasped heavily.

As this thought solidified, his eyes regained their color.

The illusion of his soul being torn apart was also suppressed.

Matthew continually repeated this suggestion to himself.

Gradually.

The feeling of losing control of his strength completely vanished.

Minutes later.

A sweaty Matthew sat on the cold floor, breathing weakly.

“That was close…”

A sense of dread filled the depths of his heart.

At that instant.

His self-awareness faltered—this would cause a severe storm of chaos at the domain level!

This was also one of the hidden worries brought about by having numerous domains.

If you cannot hold firm in your belief and will.

Your soul might at any time shift dramatically due to the imperceptible influence of a domain.

Different parts of the soul would drift in different directions.

Under the effects of multiple domains.

The eventual result is the tearing apart of the soul, complete breakdown!

This is why the majority of the powers in the Multiverse have a steadfast will and strong self-assurance.

This point is extremely important.

Even if the direction you firmly believe in is wrong, you can ensure stability at the domain level through belief itself.

This is also why.

Most deities tend to be paranoid and megalomaniacal.

In history.

Gods who were not paranoid or arrogant enough have already fallen!

“Right, I’m an Earthling, I crossed over while playing a game.”

“These memories will never be wrong.”

“They’ll become my most treasured asset, the anchor for balancing everything and domains!”

Matthew stood up with unwavering determination.

As his thoughts realigned, the surrounding scenery finally began to fade slowly.

Matthew felt his body become much heavier.

The next second.

He opened his eyes, and the illusion completely disappeared; he was back in the side hall where they had set up camp earlier.

However, what made him nervous was.

There was no one in the side hall, and the camp set up by the God of Travelers had vanished cleanly!

Only the campfire was still crackling.

There were some messy footprints nearby.

“Is it morning?”

Matthew was startled, initially thinking he was still in that illusionary space.

But soon, he realized that the time he “left” the camp might have been much longer than what he felt.

The night at Blood-Drinking Mountain only lasted four hours.

At this moment, some light shone through the window, roughly at dawn.

Just then.

Sener suddenly came around from the corridor in the direction of the main hall.

Sseeing Matthew, he asked,

“Where have you been just now?”

Instead of answering, Matthew retorted,

“Where are the others?”

Sener shrugged:

“It’s daylight, we noticed you were missing and just thought to look around when some noises came from outside, they all went to check, leaving me here to see if I could find you…”

Matthew nodded:

“Is that so?”

Sener urged:

“Come on, let’s go, everyone’s waiting for you.”

Matthew agreed and hurried to follow.

Just as he was about to walk shoulder to shoulder with Sener, Matthew suddenly gripped the Yeager Blade hidden in his sleeve and then thrust it towards Sener’s back—

“Ah!”

Taken by surprise, Sener let out a miserable scream.

Matthew’s dagger pierced Sener’s heart with precision, Sener’s head flung back, he struggled violently, and then his body surface began to undergo an astonishing transformation!

“You, you, why?”

“Sener” turned into a Fishman, looking bewilderedly at Matthew.

Matthew pursed his lips:

“Just trying a stab.”

“If you were the real Sener, then I definitely wouldn’t have been able to stab you.”

“Step back ten thousand steps, Sener isn’t exactly a saint himself, killing him would be a total win; of course, you definitely don’t understand what I’m talking about…”

The Fishman’s eyes instantly filled with blood veins.

He struggled out of Matthew’s embrace, still having the strength to fight back!

However, just as he was about to use his weapon,

Matthew had already moved several steps back, chanting the Undead Summoning spell aloud!

Bang!

Bang!

Two figures descended from the sky.

Using her precise landing skills, Peggy successfully smashed the Fishman’s head into mush.

Then came Soldier A, whose landing was much more graceful.

His straw cape even rolled up automatically, shielding him from the splashing blood and brain matter.

“Matthew, you really frustrated me this time, you’ll have to compensate me!”

Peggy came charging with a complaint.

Matthew with a smile:

“Special circumstance, understand.”

“I’ll give you a raise when we get back.”

Peggy crossed her arms:

“Huh.”

“Do you think I’m still the naïve girl from before, believing everything you say?”

“Damn necromancer, always bullying us Tauren!”

Matthew sternly said:

“No second words.”

“I can write it into the supplemental contract right now.”

Saying so, he also looked towards Soldier A:

“You’ll get a portion too.”

Soldier A bowed slightly, a smile of genuine joy spreading across his face—

He had to admit it.

The constitution remade from bamboo jade creatures made Soldier A an impeccably handsome man.

Just that recent smile was enough to distract an enemy for several seconds!

Compared to the Dual Blade Sage’s restraint,

Peggy’s excitement was much more exuberant.

She first cheered on the spot for a while, then suddenly thought of something:

“Matthew, are you secretly making a fortune?”