A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 420: Raven Pavilion Demonic Domain and Graveyard Domain

Translator: Lonelytree

Oiling was a laborious and delicate job.

The entire process could not be replaced by others, and the necromancer had to do it himself.

Immediately, the five corpses were laid out side by side on a thick blanket.

The Dark Divine Oil that he had painstakingly refined was placed in a small bucket at the side.

There were three types of brushes in the bucket.

Matthew picked up the largest brush and fiddled with the small bucket a few times to make the grease and the negative energy residue fully fuse. Then, he carried the small bucket to the first corpse.

From top to bottom.

He brushed it three times seriously.

After that, the second corpse, the third corpse…Until the fifth corpse.

“Renesme, flip it over.”

Matthew dipped the brush into the oil barrel and ordered Miss Zombie to help.

Renesme was drooling as she turned the corpse over.

Matthew walked to the front and used the same method to roughly brush the back of the five corpses.

Dark Divine Oil with a hint of dark green soaked the surface of the corpse. The clothes and skin of the corpse softened at the same time. Occasionally, Death Serum would come out from under the skin, making sizzling sounds.

At this moment, the dark warrior was no longer as stinky as before.

After being smeared with a layer of Dark Divine Oil, the surface of the corpse emitted a faint floral fragrance.

Matthew first used a large brush to brush both sides.

Then, he took out a medium-sized brush and applied more oil.

This step was the most tiring.

Not only did he have to take care of every part of the body, he even had to stuff some oil into the mouth and anus.

The Dark Divine Oil was of great significance to the Dark Warriors.

At the same time, it also affected the success rate of the third step of the ‘ Unbinding ” ritual.

Matthew didn’t dare to be negligent.

Even with Renesme and Soldier’s help, he was still sweating profusely after the second round.

In the final round.

When he used a small brush to check the corpses for any spots he had missed with the oil, he felt that his arm was no longer his.

“Done!”

An hour later.

Matthew rubbed his sore hands and ordered Renesme and Soldier to hang the five corpses upside down.

This was also part of the ritual.

After the divine oil dried, it could shrink the Death Serum that was soaked in the first step into the corpse.

Along with it was the remnant spirituality in the corpse.

This was also the reason why the Dark Knight had to be clothed when oil was applied. The clothes of the dead carried a certain spirituality, and this spirituality had a decisive influence on the ritual of the Dark Knight’s true formation.

He looked at the future dark warriors who were hung like dried meat.

Matthew couldn’t help but feel satisfied.

” After that, I need to put them down and brush them with oil every three days. After 21 days, I can start the unbinding ritual.

If I make a few more dark warriors, I’m afraid I can become a barbecue master.”

Matthew laughed at himself.

Then, he began to prepare the incantation needed for the unbinding ritual.

Although the content was a little complicated, it was nothing to Matthew. He had all kinds of materials on the production of dark warriors exchanged from the Alliance. Under the guidance of various famous experts, he quickly understood the core of the unbinding ritual.

” Therefore, in the process of unbinding, the most important thing is for the necromancer to ‘awaken’ instead of ‘command’.

” The remaining spirituality must be allowed to gather freely.

Matthew was engrossed in his research in the small study next to the workshop.

At this moment.

There was a sudden commotion outside the cemetery.

Matthew put down the documents, walked out of the stone house, and quickly rushed to the place where the commotion had occurred.

At the edge of the cemetery, not far away, outside a row of sparse black locust trees, a group of ghosts looked at the undead creatures in the cemetery.

In the cemetery.

A dozen zombies and even more skeleton soldiers were pointing at them.

Matthew walked over without batting an eyelid.

Sensing the arrival of the Lord of the Graveyard, the Black Locust Tree immediately moved to the sides, and a temporary passage was instantly opened.

“Respected Lord of the Graveyard, Great Necromancer, we are the Undead from Zandar.

“Our cemetery was destroyed by the Dragon Calamity. In order to avoid the evil red dragon, we had to come to the surface, but there was no place for my people on the surface.

“We drifted around, chased away by others. In our despair, we felt the calling of this place.

“I’m the representative of the clan. You can call me Ali. “May I ask if my clansmen and I are qualified to serve you?”

A spectre that was emitting white light asked sincerely.

Matthew noticed that there were about thirty ghosts behind him. They were all in a bad state. They were all muddleheaded as if they would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

Ali was the only one who was solid in his ghost form. There was a little golden light in the white light. He was indeed an elite ghost. He would probably be able to survive for a long time even if all his clansmen died.

Matthew listened to Ali’s story and couldn’t help but ask, “Were you the ones who caused trouble at the south trading station of Rolling Stone Town?” Ali looked ashamed.

” Yes, it was an emergency at that time. Many of our clansmen were in a very dangerous state. If they didn’t absorb the energy of humans, they would have completely dissipated.

” We had no choice but to do this, but I assure you that the spirits of the Zandar family are very principled. We only absorbed a little of their energy through scary methods, which is barely enough for us to survive..”