A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 1756 - : 478 Undead Starburst and Law of Death_3
Chapter 1756: 478 Undead Starburst and Law of Death_3
After the initial trepidation and excitement of traversing the early stages had faded, the landscapes, one could see upon entering the astral world, were actually quite monotonous.
Matthew quickly got used to it.
Not long after.
The Octopus Boat passed near the Eternal Barrier during an Aspect Transition.
Matthew happened to see a large group of Star Realm Alien Species crouched on the shattered barrier, violently striking at the breaches with tools resembling battering rams.
And not far away, in other places.
Nearly every breach in the Eternal Barrier was swarmed with a vast number of astral creatures.
They were desperate to break through the barrier and enter the Aindor Continent!
Seeing this scene.
Matthew did not intervene.
Instead, he felt a heaviness in his heart.
Although most of the astral creatures were fiercely evil, not every individual was filled with malice.
Among them were the old, weak, women, and children, as well as creatures of mild temperament.
The reason they were so eager to enter the material world.
Was likely just in search of a more stable habitat.
This was further confirmed after Matthew ventured deeper into the astral world aboard the Octopus Boat.
The impact of the great tears was revolutionary.
But compared to the catastrophe in the astral world.
The disasters in the material world were child’s play.
Directly entering the astral world, Matthew had seen countless outer worlds either breaking apart or already turned into cold ruins.
“During the great tears, almost 90% of the astral habitations were destroyed…”
“The turmoil in the material world signifies the collapse of the outer planes.”
“These astral creatures are simply looking for a way out.”
Such thoughts lingered in Matthew’s mind.
Setting aside the reflecting power of the Original World.
The most immediate problem facing Aindor was actually that the environment and resources could not sustain the burgeoning population!
Hence the conflicts arose.
“Perhaps, this is also a form of self-purification by the Plane Will…”
Matthew thought to himself.
The number of intelligent beings cannot climb infinitely; when it reaches a certain pinnacle, the deep-seated factors buried within the Multiverse are disturbed.
Environmental changes, resource depletion, the advent of disasters…
All these are mechanisms of self-purification and adjustment by the Universe’s Will.
Yet it is all these things that, in the rise and fall of the Multiverse, produce a significant amount of heat.
And heat was precisely the fire of life coveted by the giant beasts.
“So what the giant beasts, or even higher-dimensional existences in the void, are really after, are the immense noise and disturbances generated between the birth and quietus of life…”
Bursts of enlightenment flooded into Matthew’s mind.
During that seemingly endless flight, he pondered a great deal.
The Matthew of today.
Had delved deeply into the domains of nature and life.
Only on the subjects of the undying and death, he knew very little.
His intuition told him.
That the final link of his Legendary Path was closely related to the fire of life coveted by the beasts.
The sensation was delicate and irresistible.
It was as if the answer that could unveil all mysteries was almost within reach, yet obscured by a hazy fog that made it indistinct and seem so near yet so far.
He did not know how much time had passed.
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Matthew’s thoughts gradually converged.
But in this process, as he looked out at the pitch-black starry sky outside the glass dome, his emotions slowly turned to desolation and solitude:
“Domains, some can be realized through sudden enlightenment, some can be imparted by others, but there’s also a small part that may need the accumulation of months and years…”
“I’m already very lucky to be able to control so many domains.”
“Only the Path of Undying, something I practice day and night, yet I still can’t find the entry to it.”
“Could it be that this path requires a long accumulation?”
Matthew was not averse to accumulation.
But the highly volatile environment of Aindor simply did not afford him the opportunity to settle.
Thinking this.
He felt an additional weight of negative emotions.
“No, that’s not right.”
“I just saved Canning City, my mood shouldn’t be this low.”
Matthew’s mind was like a clear mirror, immediately realizing there was a problem.
Just then.
Little Landmine came over, her crystal board displaying a big, even somewhat comical, smile:
“Mr. Matthew!”
“Look at me!”
“Look look!”
Matthew smiled wryly:
“Is there something you need?”
Little Landmine’s voice suddenly turned into a sweet, delicate female voice:
“Is this your first time entering the astral world?”
“Most people are initially overwhelmed by the vast and beautiful starry sky, but soon they will feel small compared to the vastness of the stars, and then a lot of unnecessary negative emotions emerge.”
“The Machinists call this phenomenon ‘Astral Syndrome’.”
“Astral Syndrome varies from person to person, some mild and some severe, with the worst leading to sudden suicide, so to prevent this, I hope you’ll look at my smiling face more and enjoy my sweet voice.”
“If you need, you can turn up my humor index, not too much, just back to 25% of the normal level.”
“That way I can tell you a few high-level jokes to offset the negative effects of the Astral Syndrome!”
Matthew thought it over.
He still declined Little Landmine’s suggestion—
Before departure, Martin had cautioned him never to set Little Landmine’s humor index above zero, or it might cause trouble.
“Little Landmine really hopes to be of help to you!”
The expression on the golem’s crystal board turned pitifully sad:
