A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1851: 513 Bu Ye Devil and Demon Dragon Huang Chen_4

"What premonition?"

Lorraine said solemnly,

"I feel that Lady Xue will fall into Eli's hands."

Matthew looked puzzled.

"Don't believe it?"

"This self-righteous, scheming woman sometimes just needs a man who is sufficiently sincere, even a bit foolish to subdue her."

Lorraine said proudly,

"When she is using Eli, she also gives him a chance to enter her heart."

"If reality were a script, it would most likely go in the direction I mentioned. Just wait and see!"

Matthew snorted,

"The premise is that Eli doesn't die prematurely at the hands of Bu Ye or his mount."

Lorraine nodded,

"Yes, but don't underestimate Eli. Lady Xue is extremely formidable when it comes to inspiring men's potential."

"He has already reached the peak of Tier 5 and has mastered several types of lost ancient transformation techniques."

"If there's no external intervention, the Demon Dragon Huang Chen might not necessarily be a match for Eli."

Matthew said with a smile,

"Usually, when someone says that, external forces are bound to intervene."

Lorraine sipped his drink,

"Who knows?"

The two fell silent for a while.

Matthew discreetly set up a soundproof barrier before speaking seriously,

"Are we engaging in the planet defense battle?"

He quickly described the situation on Storluk Star.

Lorraine hesitated for only two seconds, then slapped the table,

"I wouldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"But let's get things straight; I'm only in charge of logistics, and if things look bad, I'll slip away early. After all, I'm just a bard..."

Matthew nodded with a smile.

Then he added,

"I also need you to help me contact Camela."

"After we parted last time, her whereabouts have been erratic, sometimes in the material world, sometimes in the Secondary Planes. I've even lost her rough location recently..."

Lorraine patted his chest,

"No problem."

"Give me three days—as long as she's not hiding in some tomb, I'll bring her to you!"

Seeing Lorraine's decisive answer,

Matthew also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Contact me after you find her."

"Then get ready; I'll take you to Storluk."

He temporarily withheld his thoughts about the Purgatory Trip.

Lorraine nodded, then asked,

"So, how do you plan to handle Eli's situation?"

"Are you going to kill Lady Xue or Bu Ye?"

Matthew complained,

"Do you really see me as such a violent person?"

Lorraine smirked,

"Then it's to kill them all."

"Typical of the evil necromancer..."

Matthew blinked,

"Bu Ye is in the Abyss; I have no time to deal with him."

"But his mount, I am indeed interested in learning more about..."

An hour later.

Southwest border of the Kingdom of Thousands of Lakes.

The sand in the sky lifted sporadically, then cascaded down again.

The water vapor of the lakes was obscured by the yellow sand.

The air turned dry.

There was a faint, coarse heat.

Following Lorraine's guidance, Matthew flew at high speed over the barren lands of the southwest.

Before long,

He successfully captured the aura of the Demon Dragon Huang Chen.

"Hmm?"

"Is someone conducting some kind of ritual?"

Matthew approached invisibly in a magic ball.

Outside a low hillside cave,

A group of spellcasters clad in yellow and black garments were dancing around three bonfires, performing movements of high difficulty.

On top of the hill,

A demon dragon, leaner yet longer than an average Winged Dragon Wind God, lazily lay sprawled there.

Its vertically slit pupils, facing the sacrifice scene, occasionally narrowed, exuding a sense of boredom and weariness.

The next second,

The demon dragon's claws suddenly twitched, and the aura of magic burst forth.

The group of warlocks who were dancing suddenly let out a collective shriek.

Their clothes vanished instantly!

Tap, tap, tap.

The dance continued.

A few female mages' movements slightly deformed.

In an instant,

a terrifying oppression emanated from the Demon Dragon.

The warlocks' faces showed sheer terror.

They tried to correct their dance moves so they wouldn't deform, but under such immense pressure, every bit of effort they exerted drained their stamina significantly.

Finally,

within two minutes,

a pale-faced female mage staggered and fell to the ground.

Without the Demon Dragon acting,

a man serving beside the Demon Dragon suddenly stepped forward, his black whip lashing violently.

Crack, crack, crack!

The barbed leather whip quickly flayed the female mage's fair skin open.

"You're supposed to practice properly, always trying to cheat and slack off!"

"How dare you slack in the presence of Lord Huang Chen?!"

"I'll beat you to death, you wretch!"

The man cursed viciously.

Seeing this scene,

the Demon Dragon's pupils slowly relaxed, a look of contentment clearly visible.

"Forget it, forget it."

A deep voice came from the neck of the Demon Dragon:

"I'm not some merciless dragon, though there was negligence, a slight punishment will suffice."

"Hmm, just whip her a thousand times, everyone stop and watch him do it."

Hearing this, everyone present gasped in shock.

Just looking at the woman's condition,

let alone a thousand times,

even a dozen more might kill her!

But none present dared to resist.

They could only stand by meekly, watching the near-fainted female mage with numb eyes.

The man holding the black whip, however, showed no mercy.

He chuckled coldly as he walked forward.

However, at that moment,

a shadow suddenly flickered before the man's eyes.

Next,

the crowd was surprised to see an extra man in a traditional robe by the fallen woman's side.

The man was quite handsome.

Judging just by his Charm, he seemed to be a spellcaster too.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you intrude on the great Demon Dragon's sacrificing ritual?"

The man with the whip glared fiercely at Matthew.

Matthew looked around.

His gaze locked directly onto the languid Demon Dragon.

"So you're Huang Chen?"

He spoke calmly.

Seeing himself being ignored,

the man roared in fury and swung his whip towards Matthew!

But just then,

a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from behind him:

"Stop!"

Instantly,

a force more terrifying than before slammed onto the man from Draconic Might.

The man was caught off guard, got struck on the back, felt a sharp pain, and blacked out!

This turn of events stunned the others.

However, right after that,

an even more bizarre scene unfolded—

The Demon Dragon awkwardly rolled and crawled down from the top of the hill.

His Draconic Might vanished without a trace.

Boom, boom, boom!

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd,

the Abyss Demon Dragon, in a manner of a scampering little dog, rushed up to Matthew, then bowed and scraped:

"It's me, it's me!"

"Just call me Little Huang!"

"Are you the Master of the King—

the great Star Tamer, Destroyer, Nature Guardian, super Genius Mage, Lord Matthew?"

"I've always greatly admired you…"

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