Chapter 1710 - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1710: 465 Has anyone ever told you that you always spoil the atmosphere?_2 Weining looked at the prisoners who had their skulls cracked open at the back and were now rioting like zombies, a deep horror flickering in his eyes: “How is this possible!” “When the staff evacuated during the day, all the prisoners were healthy!” “Wait, if someone took their brains after the staff left, why are these small doors all locked?” He noticed something was off. A look of disbelief flashed in the young man’s eyes. ... But Matthew quickly dispelled his misconception: “Of course it wasn’t your city lords, he’s not that insane.” “Didn’t you see their fingernails are all unusually long, sharp, and stained with blood?” “Most likely, they dug out their own brains and offered them to some Evil God as a sacrifice…” “Ha, I smell a familiar scent…” No sooner had he finished speaking. A fierce yellow wind blew from the depths of the corridor. The wind carried white petals tinged with yellow. Those petals were of a shape that felt familiar to Matthew. A few seconds later. By the time he reached the end of the corridor, a section of incredibly thick rhizome had broken through the soil! It was a giant yellow plant. It had grown up from underground, piercing through the rooftop of the surface buildings of Black River Prison in a matter of moments, and instantly countless white and yellow lotus petals were swirling through the air! In that moment. All the prisoners seemed to be endowed with an immense Strength. They roared as they exhibited divine power, twisting the iron doors and railings out of shape! “Roar!” The prisoners rushed out. Some of them even charged towards Matthew and Weining! “Mr. Matthew!” In a moment of urgency. Weining turned into a Fire Element with flames roaring all over its body! Whirring. The storm of flames stirred up by the Fire Element blocked all the monstrous prisoners who were lunging at them, efficiently and dominantly. However, when he turned to look, Matthew had already rushed to the spot where the giant plant’s rhizomes had emerged! “Get the Butterfly ready to clear a large number of The Withered Disciples.” “Look after yourself, and don’t follow me anymore!” Having dropped these two lines, Matthew picked up a shovel and chopped at the base of the giant lotus! The tree-planting shovel was certainly sharp, but the rhizome was extremely tough and durable. It took Matthew more than a dozen chops to sever that exposed part of the lotus. After doing all this, Matthew looked around. He found that the entire Black River Prison had been burst open by a number of colossal lotuses. In that instant, it was as if he were in the middle of a lotus pond. And he could not be more familiar with this type of lotus—it was the Broodmother Lotus that he had encountered during the catastrophe in Cross City! Only, this model was much smaller. But many more in number. “Broodmother Lotus, Weaver of All Things Tarand…” “No wonder there was a super leprosy virus pandemic previously, there must have been a Plague Demigod acting in secrecy.” Looking at the lotuses, Matthew’s mind teemed with thoughts. What he had killed in Cross City was only Tarand’s doppelganger or projection, while the true body was hiding somewhere. After the fall of Heavenly Family Palace, gods like Tarand, Icanos the Destroyer (the Withered King who died at Hibbert’s hands), and other divine beings truly bid farewell to the era when gods were high above. They were minor divine powers to begin with, and bailing out was easy at the time, but afterward, they didn’t have much power left. Initially intimidated by Isabelle’s thunderous tactics, they did not stir trouble for a long time. Half a year later, they finally dared to show up! “Tarand is almost like a Plague Demigod, Icanos is a Ruined Demigod, add to that the God of Murder’s progeny causing a storm which will inevitably result in a Murder Demigod, and there’s also the suspected existence of Queen Zerg…” “These beings gathered together can’t be up to anything good.” The enemy is probably not few, but Matthew was not intimidated. Because he estimated that these weak gods currently had an approximate Level 1 Demigod Power with their Main Domain. Such low-level figures, even if several came at once, wouldn’t be enough for Matthew to handle alone! “The Zerg race need to be watched out for.” “If there’s a connection to the Zergs’ nest under this land, and there is a mature queen in the nest, this would indeed be a severe catastrophe for the ordinary residents of Order City.” “Elemental Life don’t fear parasitism, but humans will have a hard time avoiding it…” Looking at the Zerg Larva continuously burrowing out of the underground rifts, A sudden revelation dawned on Matthew: “The Butterfly entrusted these creatures to me, could it have already been aware of the Zerg race’s existence?” He pondered for a while, to deal with the current situation where both Plague and a swarm of insects were simultaneously invading, detonating the Ether Star Core was indeed the most efficient and effortless method. Once the star core explodes, The entire Old Theater District will be leveled, and a massive sinkhole will be blasted into the underground world as well. It didn’t matter what demigods were beneath, Most couldn’t withstand a Machinist blowing them up like that. Afterwards, anyone thinking of causing trouble in Order City would have to weigh whether they could withstand the power of a star core explosion. But Matthew felt it hadn’t come to that point yet. In any case, detonating a super-legendary bomb like Ether Star Core in an area populated by humans would have a profound impact. Not to mention the natural disasters of earthquakes and collapses caused by the violent turbulence. Power of that legendary magnitude often results in severe planar rifts—