A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1845: 512 Ten-Day Pursuit and Legendary Trial_2

Sener coldly said:

"Those Gray Dwarves have opened a route to the surface and have been trafficking surface people all along."

"Not only that, their factories continuously produce a special poison effective only on surface humans, and they've killed countless surface people with it."

"The Gray Dwarves themselves are a Race full of sins; as a surface person who destroyed a dungeon, am I wrong?"

Matthew then said:

"Windmill Town, Junma Village, human skin kites."

This was also widely believed to be a massacre perpetrated by Sener.

Sener calmly stated:

"That was done by a necromancer from Baiyan City. I just happened to be wandering the East Coast at that time and got into a fight with someone, so he conveniently blamed it on me."

Matthew disbelieved:

"Which necromancer?"

Sener didn't hesitate:

"Don't know, but I guess it's the current city lord of Baiyan City, Ritz."

Matthew further asked:

"What about that village in the Northland?"

"Are the common people in the village also deserving of their fate?"

Sener indifferently said:

"While the ordinary people in the village did nothing, their village head secretly colluded with the barbarians. He secretly sent the stray children near the Death Triangle to the barbarians as sacrifices in exchange for a non-invasion promise."

"Many innocent young men and maidens were killed."

"I discovered this, grew furious, and spontaneously slaughtered them; any problem?"

Matthew scoffed:

"Just because their village head colluded with barbarians, the entire village had to die?"

Sener calmly said:

"What else?"

"If you ask me, those so-called ordinary people who pretended not to see the village head's evil actions are even more despicable!"

"They all were beneficiaries of the village head's collusion with the barbarians."

"They clearly knew what the village head was doing, yet they did nothing to stop him, instead helping to cover for him while telling themselves they were innocent."

"These disgusting fellows, don't they deserve to die?!"

Although his expression was calm,

his tone could not help but become agitated:

"I also killed many wood elves."

"You've been to the Jade Court and dealt with wood elves, and you want to tell me they didn't deserve to die?"

"Do you think I am full of sin?"

"Maybe ..."

"But I was just acting according to the laws taught by this world!"

"I killed only those who deserved to die!"

"I am not wrong!"

Sener's tone was righteous and stern, if he were dressed differently and had a different face, Matthew might even think he was a paladin!

Snap snap snap!

Matthew gently clapped for him:

"You are the most confident I've seen in whitewashing your own sins."

"Your skill in rhetoric and sophistry is also worth learning."

"No point in arguing with you about how just because someone made a mistake doesn't mean they have to die."

"After all, the world has already become so terrible that, for survival, all sense of right and wrong can be set aside..."

Hearing this,

Sener's expression looked a bit better.

However, the next second,

he heard Matthew calmly say:

"But this doesn't mean I still think you are fraught with sin."

"I don't intend to convince you."

"And you can't convince me."

"Between us, there can only be a pure exchange of interests, understand?"

"Either you give up all your possessions, and I provide you protection..."

"Or, I give you one last option."

Saying this,

under Sener's complex gaze,

Matthew leisurely said:

"Give me some spirituality and a Horcrux."

"I will place it in Lost Paradise, so that if Galan kills you, I can also be aware and resurrect you in Lost Paradise."

"Of course, the cost of doing this is that after being resurrected, you will always become my subordinate; you should know what that means."

Sener shivered at his words, then regarded Matthew with a complex gaze:

"Lost Paradise is indeed still in your possession."

"But if I give the Horcrux to you, what if you just take it and threaten me?"

"You are a necromancer, in terms of soul mastery, I am definitely no match for you."

Matthew shrugged:

"That's why I suggest you choose the first option."

"After all, wealth is an external possession; with your abilities, as long as you survive a great catastrophe, are you afraid you can't earn it back?"

Sener remained silent.

Another two minutes passed, seeing he still couldn't make a decision, Matthew got tired of wasting words.

He tossed him a Scroll then issued a dismissal:

"Think it over and you can activate this Scroll to find me."

"Now, please leave."

While he seemed casual about these actions, he secretly placed a mental power worm on the hem of Sener's pants while Sener was focused on the Scroll—

Having absorbed part of Giza's mental power,

Matthew's mental power had become outrageously strong, almost equivalent to that of a Superior Legend.

Sener didn't notice it for a moment.

He cautiously accepted the Scroll and then reluctantly left the cemetery.

Matthew closed his eyes.

A few minutes later,

a smile appeared on his lips:

"He did indeed discard the Scroll, afraid of being tracked?"

"But the worm is still on him; I can sense wherever he goes!"

Then Matthew fell into a slight dilemma:

"Should I take advantage of Sener fighting with Galan to pick up something?"

"Or..."

"Is this possibly a double act being played by Galan and Sener?"

Matthew thought it over.

In the end, he decided it was safer—

He wouldn't actively interfere in the matters between Sener and Galan.