Chapter 1894 - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1894: 529 Generous Conditions … Swish. Matthew’s figure disappeared into the carriage. Only leaving behind a piece of Cosmic Base Rock on the cushion as a temporary anchor in purgatory. Upon seeing this, Lorraine promptly picked up the fragment and jokingly said, “If we shove this stone into the belly of some demon or giant beast, what do you think will happen next?” Camela raised an eyebrow, “You could try it.” Lorraine smiled and put the fragment in his pocket, then guarded it closely. Suddenly, there was silence inside the carriage. In Lost Paradise, outside the warehouse that stored numerous treasures. As soon as Matthew landed, he saw Dark Peggy standing at the door, looking inside as if facing a great enemy. Even Sener and Vampire Moson were aware. They stood on the neighboring Cosmic Base Rock and looked around. Matthew waved his hand. The warehouse door opened. A few seconds later, a dark shadow suddenly leapt out— At this moment, the Purgatory Merchant bore no trace of petrification, only a small amount of stone dust clinging to his hair and shoes. His movements appeared very agile, no different from when he was in purgatory. This scene was somewhat beyond Matthew’s expectations. Besides the Medusa Priestess’s natural petrification, he had also permanently set the petrification laws of Lost Paradise on this fellow to reinforce the initial petrification effect. Unexpectedly, he managed to break free from it! “Worthy of a doppelganger that carries the Blood of Barthor…” Matthew’s eyes flashed. Purgatory Merchant even thought of attacking Matthew— He leaped toward Matthew, closing a lot of distance. At that moment, a giant fist descended from the sky and ruthlessly shattered the merchant’s dream of an attack! Boom! The stone smashed onto the Cosmic Base Rock. The body of the Purgatory Merchant was nearly smashed into pulp; even his soul almost separated on the spot into primitive spirituality! This punch was empowered with the Founder Authority. It was unmatched in Lost Paradise. Sener and Vampire Moson, watching nearby, saw even clearer— Just as the fist was about to land, the Purgatory Merchant had already escaped the hitting range through various secret techniques. But in that lightning-quick moment, the effect of “Unable to be Dodged within Lost Paradise” granted by the Founder Authority was triggered. Under some mysterious force, the merchant who had already escaped was “dragged” back, obediently lying under the stone, ultimately shattered by the punch! The effect of this punch was quite astonishing. Even the extremely sturdy Cosmic Base Rock showed slight cracks. Purgatory Merchant, no matter how special, could not escape a near-death shattered state! The next second, the fist slowly faded away. The flesh and blood powder on the base rock twitched, seemingly healing under some power. But this process was quite slow. Slow enough for Matthew to easily suppress the other’s resurrection ability using his authority! “Still thinking of attacking me?” “I’ll give you a chance to rephrase.” “If you can’t satisfy me, I will refine the Blood of Barthor out of you.” Matthew approached the base rock, his tone cold and swift, “Look around at the environment, understand your situation; you should know I have the ability to do this.” “No! No! No!” From the pool of blood, came the Purgatory Merchant’s desperate plea, “I admit my mistake.” “I didn’t mean to attack you; I just wanted to escape!” Matthew remained unmoved, “That’s your reason for trying to extort us with your curse ability?” The Purgatory Merchant hurriedly explained, “It’s my fault, my fault; I shouldn’t have been so greedy to approach you.” “But you must not refine me, it’s very important.” “As long as you don’t kill me, I can find you many treasures, or the things on me can all be given to you for free!” Matthew scoffed, “You might be overlooking the allure of the Blood of Barthor to others.” “Moreover, if I kill you, most of the things on you will still be mine. What’s the difference?” The Purgatory Merchant said incoherently, “No!” “Cannot!” “Wait… refining me would definitely be more detrimental than beneficial!” “Since you know about the Blood of Barthor, you should realize it’s actually one of the brandings left by the Lord of the Nine Hells, Barthor, in purgatory.” “Those three brandings are mostly dormant, but once all three are activated and meet, Barthor will climb up from beneath the Bridge of All Life, bringing his hatred for purgatory and the Calamity Mage, and completely destroy this world!” “I heard someone has already accumulated two drops of the Blood of Barthor; this means the brandings will soon be activated. Adding the one in me would mean the arrival of doomsday!” “You don’t understand, the current Barthor is no longer the Lord of the Nine Hells of the past.” “He’s trapped beneath the Bridge of All Life, his heart filled with hate.” “He received the support of the Captain, bringing other Twilight Creatures into his ranks as well.” “I’ve always been avoiding Barthor’s call and the locations of the other two drops of Blood of Barthor. Only by keeping me alive can all of that be prevented. It’s true!” His tone indeed sounded very anxious. Matthew appeared calm on the surface but took this very seriously inside, “Who told you about Barthor beneath the Bridge of All Life just now?” The merchant immediately said, “Blood River Will.” “It constantly urges me to stay away from the other two drops of Blood of Barthor.”