A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Hood was instantly stunned.

" Besides, we can't possibly have all the geniuses move out at once, right? That would be too eye-catching. Perhaps bringing Hibbert along would only make the powerful existences in the outer planes even more eager to take action!"

Matthew sighed.

Hood thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Matthew added,

" You've been in Jiliu City for a long time. I know you must be very good at dealing with wood elves.

"A few questions shouldn't be difficult for you.

" But if you run into any trouble, you can ask for help from Alan when necessary. She's trustworthy."

Hood nodded seriously.

"I understand."

While the two of them were talking.

Hood's Golem Troop and Tarani's Windchasers had officially entered Windward Valley.

Amidst the screams of the elves.

A huge net was slowly descending.

A few golems surrounded a group of wood elves who were naked and dragged them to the side for interrogation.

"Do you know Lance?"

"You don't know him? Hehe, Lance stayed in the city for so long and was widely welcomed by the elves. As a member of the Jade Court, you actually said that you don't know Lance. You must be lying!"

"Bring him back!"

"Do you know Lance?"

"You know him? Very good, bring the Evil Art Master's accomplices back first!"

The arrogant attitude of the Vajra Golem troops and the low-level mages that Hood had brought to handle matters created great chaos in Windward Valley, instantly arousing strong resistance.

Facing the elves who wanted to fight the golems to the death.

One of the Intermediate Mages tore open a red scroll.

"Evil Detection!"

In the next second.

All the elves that were scanned by the spell began to glow red!

Just as the elves were shocked and furious.

The bystanders suddenly noticed that a faint blue mark had lit up on their necks!

And that mark was a strange cotton!

"That's the mark of Evil Art Master Lance!"

" I've heard that Evil Art Masters are very good at playing around. They are good at controlling people's minds. They have to conquer their target from the body, mind, and soul."

" Branding your neck is a ritual of final submission…"

Hood said with a sigh,

" This kind of magic imprint is quite hidden. Ordinary evil identification scrolls might not be able to detect it. It seems that the Alliance has given you the best stuff!"

Matthew was also stunned.

This group of elves was not on Tarani's list at all. It just so happened that Hood had chosen them as targets to test the scrolls.

Matthew still planned to be careful and let them live for now.

He didn't expect that a random group of elves in Windward Valley would all be Lance's slaves!

If not for the fact that the red light scroll had the effect of color enhancement.

They would really get away!

This was a lucky hit.

" Have your men guard the place strictly. Use the scroll to examine every elf's neck!

"I'll be leaving first."

Matthew and Hood said goodbye to each other, then conjured a mirror image of himself and set it on the treehouse's platform to look down at Windward Valley.

This way…

It could slightly confuse the enemy's line of sight.

It would buy him time for his next move.

A moment later.

Matthew's real body arrived at the Fanged Cave in the northwest of Windward Valley using the teleportation spell.

The cave's surroundings were covered in a deathly white colour. It was the teeth of countless giant demons.

There were more than ten Elven guards lying at the entrance.

The legendary mage Mulan stood there alone, waiting for Matthew.

"I thought you didn't know any spells other than defensive spells."

Matthew smiled and asked,

"Then how did you knock them out?"

Mulan sighed and took out a hammer from behind him.

" It's quite troublesome. I can only cast a defensive spell and knock them out one by one. Fortunately, they can't hurt me…"

Matthew looked at the hammer, then at Mulan's muscular body, and then shook his head.

He knew that Mulan was joking with him.

These elven guards were obviously knocked out by a counter-attack spell. However, since the other party could easily carry such a large hammer, his physical strength must be extraordinary!

As expected.

None of the Legendary mages who could hold important positions in the Alliance were fake!

"Let's go in."

Matthew said.

The two of them stepped into the Fanged Cavern and passed through an underground passage. They arrived at the Troll Corridor.

"I know this place."

Mulan looked at the surrounding rock walls.

"This place gives people the feeling that there is hot lava flowing all the time.

" But as far as I know, the Troll Corridor is relatively safe. Only the Amniotic Lake is more dangerous."

Matthew nodded.

" Powerful people should be afraid of the Amniotic Lake, especially mages."

Mulan smiled confidently.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I'm not afraid.

" Even if I only use Tier 1 spells, no one can break my defence.

"You know what? When I was in the academy, they all called me a turtle, which made me very angry!"

Matthew muttered,

"It's indeed a little insulting."

Mulan said proudly,

"That's right.

"How can a turtle take a beating like me?

"In the domain of defence, I am the strongest mage in Aindor!

"Even my teacher is slightly inferior."

Matthew asked curiously,

"Who is your teacher?"

Mulan smiled.

" Turtle shell mage, Garcia."

Matthew thought for a moment.

"The creator of Garcia's armour?"