A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 1587 - : 437 Elemental Mark and Aspect Hound_4
Chapter 1587: 437 Elemental Mark and Aspect Hound_4
What’s more,
Matthew could control these little creatures through the Death Plague Sphere.
When he’d scouted earlier, he had placed some rats nearby to attract the attention of the patrollers, never expecting them to actually come in handy.
And now,
he planned to remotely gather information through surveillance spells and these little creatures.
This method was actually more efficient.
It was just that without the validation of Equalized Perception, the quality of the information collected would be somewhat discounted.
“No matter, let’s first scout the entire Magic Zone…”
With this thought in mind,
Matthew, through the surveillance spell, along with the connection between the Death Plague Sphere and the rats, sent out more than twenty rats at once to find targets nearby.
With his current intense Focus,
he could actually send out even more.
But Matthew was quite fond of these little creatures; not only could they be used to make powerful items like the Death Plague Sphere, but they could also serve for scouting, contagion, and other functions.
The life of a rat is still a life.
As a pragmatist who advocates for conservation,
Matthew would make every effort to ensure that each rat returned safely.
And that required him to provide more Focus for finer control.
For a time,
the cellar went quiet.
The rats began their operation in the city.
This process was not novel to Matthew, and soon, he got the hang of a good scouting rhythm.
Time ticked away, minute by minute.
Two hours passed.
The elemental marks in the eastern part of the Magic Zone had all been recorded by Matthew.
There were a total of one hundred and forty-nine marks.
According to Matthew’s observations,
elemental lives were moving westward.
Following this trend,
more and more buildings were marked with elemental signs.
To discern these marks,
Matthew could be said to be mentally drained and physically exhausted.
It was indeed a colossal undertaking.
But the effort was not without its rewards.
At the very least, he had obtained the information he wanted without running into a conflict with Ingram and the others.
Besides that,
he had unexpectedly found something valuable—
In a basement two streets over, there were two small wooden chests, filled with gold bars;
and in another building resembling a storeroom,
Matthew discovered more than a dozen sets of heavy armor untouched by the ravages of time. Simply from the metal’s luster reflected on the armor, one could tell these armors were highly valuable.
There were also other relics left behind by the residents of the Ancient City.
Some small items the rats could help carry back.
For more, Matthew would have to go himself.
He silently noted these treasure locations in his mind, and the process brought him satisfaction.
The only thing that puzzled Matthew was,
from the beginning to the end,
he had not seen Ingram or Mother of Black Dragon Audacia in the streets of the Magic Zone.
They had disappeared as if they had vanished.
But Matthew was not fooled by this surface-level phenomenon.
Since the Four Elemental Elders were nearby,
it meant that Ingram, the Summoner himself, must also be there.
Perhaps, like him, the other was hidden in some cellar,
waiting for the fish to bite.
“It’s about time to meet up with them at the Slant Tower.”
“I wonder if Sener has found their trail.”
Matthew slowly stood up.
He rubbed his temples, downed a bottle of Energy Serum, and then collected all the returning rats into a bamboo tube.
“It seems one is missing…”
Matthew steadied his mind.
He pinpointed the last rat’s location through the Death Plague Sphere—
It appeared to be in the corner of a very small room.
A window was cut into the wall of the room,
sunlight pouring in from outside, seeming somewhat dazzling in the dark space.
Matthew instinctively sensed that something was off.
The next second,
a large hand suddenly reached over and grabbed at the rat. The rat struggled fiercely, yet how could it possibly escape?
Matthew’s breath caught.
Through the shared vision of the rat, he saw an extremely haughty face!
“I’ve caught you!”
“Little rat!”
the person said with a sneer.
Slap!
Afterward, he mercilessly crushed the mouse’s head. Just before the effect of the spells faded, Matthew caught a glimpse of the mouse’s eyes spinning on the floor. It was in that moment he saw the full view of the room—
The proud young hunter was dressed in boots and skin-tight leather armor around his waist, all of which shone with a strange luster, likely crafted from the body of a Winged Dragon Wind God.
He carried three bows on his back, four quivers at his waist, and at his feet were a dozen bald Aspect Hounds!
“Is it him?”
“The archer who ambushed me outside the city!”
“Is his name Dawn Star Leon?”
In the basement.
Matthew’s expression was somewhat unsightly.
He quickly gathered his things, preparing to flee.
At the same time,
a rage was smoldering within him.
To shoot me is one thing, but to kill my rat…
“Do you really think a necromancer is some kind of gentle and kind profession?”
Matthew silently left the spot.
…
In the middle of the Magic Zone.
Leon swaggered with his Aspect Hounds from a small side room into the building’s main hall.
“Didn’t I tell you not to show yourself?”
“What were you up to?”
In the shadows of the hall, the displeased voice of little Ingram sounded.
Leon said casually,
“Bored.”
“Are you going to punish me for squashing a rat?”
Little Ingram was silent for a moment.
His tone softened a bit:
“I have no intention of punishing you.”
“Besides, we’re companions, not superior and subordinate. I have no right to punish you.”
“I just want to remind you that at this time, it’s important to keep your cool…”
His words were interrupted by Leon:
“I found that necromancer.”
Little Ingram was slightly taken aback, then replied coldly:
“And then?”
Leon asked in surprise:
“He’s hiding near us, don’t you want revenge?”
“If I recall correctly, you’ve bowed before him a few times, haven’t you?”
Little Ingram stepped out of the shadows, his face looking rather displeased:
“So what?”
“To me, those are trivial matters. Only finding Lost Paradise is the real deal.”
Leon chuckled oddly:
“You’re quite adaptable.”
Little Ingram coldly stated:
“Just weighing the pros and cons, any rational adult would make the same choice as me.”
“Once I get Lost Paradise and do what I want, there’ll be plenty of time to deal with that necromancer later. Trust me, I’ll dig out his kneecaps and skull, make him beg for life and long for death!”
“As for now, it’s the same old saying, it’s not time for us to make an appearance, understand?”
However, Leon merely yawned:
“Sorry.”
“I’m not interested in your fantasies of making enemies beg for life and death.”
“Compared to distant fantasies, I prefer real action—”
“Please tell Audacia I’ve found her staff. By tomorrow sunset at the latest, her possession will be returned to its rightful owner…”
Saying so, he walked leisurely toward the exit.
Little Ingram’s face turned livid with rage:
“In order to please Audacia, you plan to act alone?”
Leon didn’t look back as he replied:
“A starter is needed before the main course.”
“You don’t have to be jealous, little Ingram, I just want to trade the Purification Staff for some Black Dragon Babies from Audacia.”
“Though, to be honest, I haven’t ridden a Black Dragon yet…”
“The Mother of Black Dragon, that sounds interesting too?”
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“Hahaha…”
Leon’s voice grew distant.
Little Ingram’s expression of anger vanished in an instant.
He simply spat low in the direction Leon had gone:
“Idiot!”
The next moment.
A holy white light suddenly appeared in the shadows where he had stood before.
Several figures flew through the white light.
Their posture…
resembled that of angels!
…
