A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 450: Matthew’s Mount

Translator: Lonelytree

Matthew had never heard of such a strange request.

Hence, he agreed.

Then, with a thought.

In an instant.

The undead creatures in the cemetery swarmed forward. Some of the skeletons and zombies hugged Argus’ legs, and some pressed on his feet. Some attacked from the front, and others from the back.

The ghosts floated above Argus’ body, howling crazily and greedily absorbing his energy.

Meanwhile, the Dark Priest led his three servants and slowly began to chant a group spell.

Dark Matrix.

Their chants were hoarse and strange. They did not come from their throats but from the vibrations of their souls!

A few seconds later.

The space around Argus was enveloped by a huge ball of darkness.

He could not help but feel his knees go soft, and he knelt on one knee!

‘Wait!

“No, it’s like this!”

Argus said with difficulty,

“If you do this, you won’t get my approval.

“You have to use your own strength to defeat me. Only then can you convince me.”

Matthew looked at him in confusion.

“They are part of my own strength.

Don’t tell me you didn’t take the summoned creatures into account when you calculated the combat power of the necromancer?”

Argus thought for a moment. “Yes.”

Matthew said matter-of-factly, “Then, you’re wrong. They are part of me.”

However, Argus still shook his head.

In the next moment.

His body suddenly burst out with a piercing black light.

Immediately after.

All the low-level undead retreated at the same time.

An empty space appeared beside him.

Other than the Dark Priest’s chanting that was not interrupted, the other undead’s movements were forced to stop! “You have to show me your strength.”

Argus stood up.

Matthew narrowed his eyes.

He ordered the Dark Priest to stop the chanting of the Dark Matrix.

Matthew pondered and looked at Argus.

“You mean, you want to see the power of my body? But I’m a necromancer.

How do you plan to measure it?”

Argus said blankly, “I don’t know.

“I’m not smart. But you, must, show me.”

Got it.

It seemed like he was a stubborn person.

However, this kind of baby was Matthew’s favourite. He was meaty and did not like to use his brain. When they fought, he would be the one to charge forward. Matthew thought for a moment and asked,

“If you really want me to show off my strength, let’s arm-wrestle, shall we?”

Argus replied without hesitation,

“Sure.”

However, in the next second.

A Moon Bear appeared in front of him.

“You, you, you…”

Argus looked very shocked.

“Aren’t you a necromancer? Am I in the wrong place? Isn’t this a cemetery?”

Matthew couldn’t help but urge,

“I’m a necromancer.

‘ No one said that necromancers can’t turn into bears, right?

“Come, come.”

As he spoke.

He led Argus to a stone table.

The two of them sat on both sides of the table.

Matthew stretched out a thick bear paw and pressed it against Argus’ equally thick palm.

The Moon Bear’s Strength was 16.

In order to increase his strength.

Matthew took out Ainderson’s mace and held it in his left hand. The data panel showed that he had lost two points of agility and gained four points of strength.

In theory, the shapeshifting form could not enjoy the buff of Weapon Mastery.

However, Matthew had inadvertently tested out that this mace could provide the wielder with the effect of transmuting agility into strength.

He guessed that this effect was not a special effect of the weapon but a curse on the mace.

After all, this thing was called the ” Cursed Mace.”

All in all.

Matthew’s current strength had reached 20 points, which was the limit of the strength that mortals could have.

Once this limit was broken, one would obtain extraordinary power.

Usually, only legendary professionals and a small number of people could have such attributes.

Matthew felt that in his current state, even if he could not defeat Argus, he could at least fight to a draw.

However, after shouting one, two, three…

Both sides exerted their strength.

Matthew sensed the terror of Argus!

His strength was obviously higher than Matthew’s.

He had the upper hand in arm-wrestling.

The Moon Bear’s paw sank in the direction of failure.

“What terrifying power!”

Matthew couldn’t help but glance at the data panel.

[Hint: You have detected that Dark Warrior Argus has supernatural power. Their specific attribute is at least 22 points!]

Transcendence Limit Breaking.

This was a special case where a mortal possessed power comparable to a

Legend.

Matthew gritted his teeth.

Losing to such a fierce man wasn’t shameful. After all, he was a mage.

However, out of respect for the Dark Knight, Matthew decided to go all out.

He immediately poured all his strength into his right hand. During this process, he could not help but raise his left hand.

Inadvertently.

The huge mace swung in front of the dark warrior.

Argus was expressionless.

However, his right hand, which had been frantically exerting strength, suddenly became much softer.

The Moonbear took the opportunity to push back.

The two sides were evenly matched again.

It was a stalemate for a while.

He saw the mace swinging back and forth on his forehead.

Argus finally said slowly, “Why don’t we, let’s, draw? ‘ Your strength has won my respect.” There was a hint of fear in his tone..