A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees
Chapter 589 - : Legendary Flight
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Chapter 589: Legendary Flight
Translator: Lonelytree
The success rate would not be too high at first, and the immobilizing time would not be too long.
There might even be an awkward situation where the effect ended in a few seconds.
In order to make it last longer.
Matthew planned to seek resources from the Alliance.
He wanted to see if he could find a place to practice the Dragon Immobilizing spell.
After all, it was in Matthewâs plan.
This spell was extremely important.
As long as he could freeze the enemy for a moment, even if it were only for three seconds, he had a chance to send them into a near-death state.
Once the surrounding arrangements were completed.
Slaying a dragon was definitely not a foolâs dream.
Apart from learning spells and deducing the Dragon Slaying Plan, Matthew was still organizing the undead in the cemetery and practising micro-control and command to a certain extent in a state of war.
Because the upper limit of the undead he could control had increased again.
As a result, some of the dead who had just been buried in the grave were transformed into skeletons and zombies.
In this way.
The number of skeletons and zombies in the cemetery had reached 360.
When they lined up together, they gave off a terrifying feeling of being so densely packed that one could not see the end.
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Matthew finally realized the concept of numbers.
A few hundred of the Undead had the pressure of an ocean.
If there were thousands of themâŚ
It was probably even more terrifying.
However, Matthew still encountered some obstacles in controlling the undead.
It was mainly because there were too many people.
He was not a professional general.
It was fine if they fought small-scale battles.
In a large-scale battle, Matthew estimated that they would only rush forward, wait for orders from fools, and retreat quickly. More detailed operations were difficult for him.
He was a mage.
He couldnât possibly study the art of war at the last minute.
Even if it was necessary.
It seemed like he didnât have enough time.
What made Matthew even more helpless was that..
None of the Contract Undead under him was a general.
Soldier was a lone wolf who only knew how to fight alone and spread the hip-twisting virus.
Renesme had a certain level of leadership ability, but the number could not exceed 20.
Phily indeed had the ability of a general, but once the battle started, he would appear more often by Matthewâs side as a personal guard or mount.
As for PeggyâŚ
The dishes she cooked were very good.
Meanwhile, in a few high-level units in the cemetery.
Dark Warrior Argus was a true talent for generals.
However, this guy couldnât leave the cemetery too far away.
Elite Specter Ali was not bad either.
Helplessly, he could only command his own kind.
As for the new Mother of SlavesâŚ
This fellow was purely a talent for internal affairs. She could handle zombie construction teams, but fighting was a joke.
In this way.
Matthewâs predicament of having so many soldiers was exposed.
He thought for a long time about the candidates.
He suddenly thought of someone.
That was the Centaur Obast!
As a Tree Herder, Obast actually had considerable commanding abilities.
However, the creatures he commanded were usually nature creatures, such as tree spirits.
Isnât it inappropriate to let a centaur who loves nature command the evil undead army?â
Matthew hesitantly went to find Obast.
He revealed his thoughts.
As expected.
Mr. Centaur was shocked.
âYou want me to command those dirtyâŚUndead?â
Matthew smiled.
âIâm just here to discuss this with you. You donât have to be so nervous.â Obast hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.
âIâm sorry, Mr. Matthew. I know Iâm not qualified to reject you, but I really canât convince myself to mix with a group of zombies or skeletons, even if theyâre no longer as disgusting as they were at first. Iâm sorry.â
Matthew got the answer he expected, but he was not particularly disappointed.
He patted Obastâs shoulder and turned to leave.
On the other hand, Obster looked at Matthewâs back with a complicated expression. There was dissatisfaction, discomfort, and a trace of shame.
At this moment.
A white light flashed beside him.
A lively and cute little light fairy came out from the inner layer.
âDang dang!
âLittle Pineapple has arrived!
Dear Mr. Obast, Little Pineapple sends his regards to you on behalf of everyone in the Myriad World Tree Ocean!â
The little Light Fairy flew onto Obastâs shoulder.
âEveryone is very concerned about the progress of the migration. How is the situation here?â
Obastâs face tensed up. He sighed and said,
Hello, Little Pineapple. Iâm afraid this isnât a suitable place to move to. Iâve communicated with the lord here. A few days ago, a giant dragon attacked a small town near the forest. This place will soon be involved in the war. If you come now, youâll probably be affected by the war.â Little Pineapple widened his eyes and said,
âIs there a war here?
But over at the forest, weâve already been dragged into the war.
âThe ancient basin that we used to avoid danger has been flooded with a large number of distorted astral creatures.
âMany people were injured because of this.
âThose astral creatures are too powerful. Is this place more dangerous than the Primordial Basin?â
Aubert became even more nervous.
He quickly asked,
âHow is everyone? Why are there astral creatures invading the sea of trees?â Little Pineapple sighed and said,
â Little Pineapple doesnât know either. Everyoneâs situation is getting worse by the day. Everyone wants to leave the Primordial Basin. Currently, the only one supporting everyone to continue fighting is Lord Obast..â