Chapter 1975 - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1975: 566 Return and Dividing the Spoils … Matthew checked. The Blood River Will was actually quite reliable, giving every reward promised without omission. The title “Purgatory Honored Devil” was conferred on Matthew the moment he successfully stole the Dimension Anchor, and became effective immediately after he escaped from the torn plane. From then on. Whenever Matthew entered purgatory, he would enjoy exceedingly high prestige in devil society, such that even typical Purgatory Lords would hesitate to confront him. After all, harming Matthew meant losing major points with the Blood River Will. Such a scenario was unbearable for any ambitious devil, renowned for adhering to rules superficially while harboring grand ambitions in secret. Thus, this title was undeniably useful. Next comes a large amount of purgatory-specific XP. This stuff is used to upgrade levels in all professions related to purgatory. Matthew had no immediate use for t. But, should he decide to take on another purgatory profession one day, this XP would ensure he becomes an expert in that field in no time. Following that were the opportunities to acquire the Evil Root Nature and enter the Purgatory Sea. Both these items had to be claimed in person after returning to purgatory and making contact with the Blood River Will. Matthew wasn’t worried about the Blood River Will playing tricks. But he indeed had no plans to return to purgatory anytime soon. After all, there were more urgent matters. With this thought. He involuntarily looked down at his right hand, and got quite a shock— His right hand, filled with negative energy, had turned into a charred stump! The elbow area also showed significant burns and carbonization signs. “Ouch… that hurts!” The delayed onset of pain hit Matthew’s nerves. He reacted swiftly, channeling more negative energy into his entire arm to alleviate the intense pain. But injecting negative energy was only a temporary fix. “I should use a large amount of natural energy to heal my right hand, maybe even need a Limb Regeneration Scroll…” He silently assessed his injuries. Not bad. Quite optimistic. As long as body parts haven’t entirely necrotized, it was no big deal for the current Matthew. Especially with top-tier priests like Camela around. Just a powerful healing touch! In thought. Matthew quickly refocused on the divine sword Morocoti, nearly integrated with his charred right hand. The current state of the divine sword looked nearly the same as Matthew’s right hand. Compared to its previous powerful display. Morocoti had even shortened significantly! Its blade featured numerous notches and rolled edges, its overall aura exuding a wilted vibe. “All that abnormal energy, gone…” Matthew mused. That nearly uncontrolled power was too fearsome, beyond something Matthew or even Beckman could handle. He suspected. It was the wrath of Tong Luo Gods. But the realm of Aindor where they resided was too far away, and such a colossal power transfer would likely face delays. It just happened to catch that delay point. Matthew, thanks to the unreasonable power of the Tauren Domain, managed to obtain the divine sword. Thus resulting in that fluke! “Maybe it was the power Beckman prayed for from the Tong Luo Gods.” “Maybe… if I hadn’t just stolen his sword, that strike might have been aimed at us, or towards purgatory…” Matthew speculated. After all, Galan had been driven away by Isabelle. If Beckman still wanted to implant the Dimension Anchor into the Purgatory Blood River, he must break through the dimensional limitations forcefully, tearing a huge gap between the torn plane and the purgatory world, then drop in the Dimension Anchor. But all these plans were completely disrupted by Matthew. Beckman not only lost the Dimension Anchor but even the Tong Luo God Sword! “This time I’ve made a big enemy…” “But why does it feel so exhilarating?” Watching the Tong Luo God Sword and Dimension Anchor suppressed in Lost Paradise, along with the recent influx of gifts from Glacia. Matthew’s heart couldn’t help but bloom with joy. The only regret was not stripping off Glacia’s War Armor… But no rush. There would be plenty of future confrontations. The moment Matthew set off to rob the Treasure Chest Plane, he had been prepared for a fight to the end! “One detail still puzzles me.” “If it was the power Beckman prayed for from the Tong Luo Gods, why could I manage that sword?” “Although handling the power felt strenuous, the sword itself was very compliant—was this because of the Tauren Domain, or, as Kesha suggested, does my soul relate to the Tong Luo Gods from before my crossing?” This minor doubt lingered in Matthew’s mind. But it didn’t hinder him from happily escaping. After sending a message to the devil Bu Ye like, “Torn plane has collapsed, Glacia might come to aid at any moment.” Matthew signaled Vivien to initiate the group teleport spell once more. They hurried directly to Rolling Stone City! Two hours later. In the undercity secret chamber of the erstwhile liege’s mansion of Rolling Stone City. The originally dim space was filled with countless candles and numerous Bright Light Scrolls for illumination. Making it brighter underground than the daylight above. In the central coffin of the chamber. The previous ceremonial field was removed, and amidst a series of stable, deep chanting, faint green lights continuously illuminated.