A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 2036: 591 “Legendary Ability: Burial”_3

He poured all his Focus into the legendary Pale Hand.

In a mere five seconds.

Another life ring shattered.

Fury surged in Demmo’s eyes.

He extended his hand toward Matthew again:

“Ignorant fool!”

“Mutual destruction is only my last resort.”

“Do you really think I would fear a junior who just became a legend?”

As his words fell.

Demmo tossed out a full nine bottles in one go.

His Pale Hand instantly crushed all nine bottles.

The bottles emitted mournful wails and surges of spirituality.

Demmo’s Pale Hand swept through the air.

All spirituality, materials, and mediums within the bottles flowed into his palm.

In the next moment.

The base of that Pale Hand’s palm suddenly grew nine identical Pale Hands!

“Tenfold Pale Hand”!

Ten palms grasped Matthew’s neck from different angles.

Both simultaneously exploded with full force at that moment.

The negative energy domain gained overwhelming dominance in this space.

Alongside the high influx of negative energy and the powerful squeeze from Edmond’s previously arranged ceremonial field.

An unprecedented phenomenon appeared—

Endless negative energy could only accumulate beneath the feet of Matthew and Demmo.

Gradually.

The negative energy partially materialized into a liquid.

Under the ultra-high pressure of ether from all directions.

The endless negative energy transformed into interwoven fountains.

The fountains converged, ultimately forming an unprecedented gigantic fountain.

The super-sized negative energy fountain relentlessly surged upward beneath them, elevating.

Gradually.

Their positions were continuously pushed higher.

Within the blink of an eye.

Matthew and Demmo reached the clouds!

Above them were thick, dark clouds.

Beneath were the raging, seemingly infinite negative energy fountains.

Just twenty meters ahead.

Stood the legendary necromancer engaged in their destined duel.

In that moment.

Matthew’s gaze abruptly lost focus.

In his peripheral vision, he sensed myriad glances filled with admiration.

He became aware.

The phenomenon resulting from his confrontation with Demmo had already drawn the attention of all creatures in the Arcane Wilderness.

Not only that.

Many powerful beings deep within the astral world probably observed too.

As their desperate clash continued.

Even more magnificent phenomena were gradually taking shape—

Countless white bones violently churned within the dark clouds, forming legions of undead.

These undead were born and immediately rushed into the embrace of Matthew and Demmo.

Then, the camps of skeletal beings fiercely battled each other at the cloud level.

Where Demmo stood.

Apart from those life rings from the ancient god.

Matthew also saw strands of eerily long, black hair dangling like seaweed.

The hair was fine, black, and instilled a natural sense of fear.

In the tangle of hair.

Fleeting glimmers of pale blue occasionally flashed.

Matthew knew.

That was the unpredictable spirit of the Boneyard!

It was providing Demmo his final protection!

This scene confirmed Matthew’s suspicion.

Demmo’s Ember Blood Crystal in his body might be different from Dania’s and others, allowing him to evade the eyes of Alliance’s Heavenly Mages.

His resurrection ability might be quite limited.

Possibly even with a count limit in the short term.

Thus, the other party revealed this information to add uncertainties to Matthew’s mind, buying more time.

Unfortunately.

Matthew saw through it all.

Though life rings were extraordinary.

The full-force Pale Hand unleashed by Matthew was something ordinary semi-divine or divine artefacts could withstand for only so long.

With the massive influx of negative energy.

The life rings shattered one after another.

Even the spirit of Boneyard displayed a noticeable lack of confidence.

As for Matthew’s side.

Demmo’s tenfold Pale Hand did cause some trouble for him.

But it was merely some trouble—

Colorful points of light slowly floated around Matthew’s body.

These were the divinity he had accumulated over these years.

Sufficient to provide Matthew with layers of exemptions and resistances.

Above Matthew’s head hovered a golden, shining Palace in the Clouds.

It was the Lost Paradise’s manifestation in the material world.

The domain of Boneyard was surprisingly high.

But it could not surpass the Lost Paradise bound to Matthew’s soul.

Moreover, the opponent was merely a spirit.

While Matthew possessed all of the Lost Paradise!

To his right.

The five Nature Souls manifested as apparitions, constantly infusing vitality into Matthew, exempting or offsetting the damage from the tenfold Pale Hand.

To his left.

A formidable apparition was also coldly observing everything.

Threads of warm protective power firmly flowed into Matthew’s limbs and bones.

Contributing significantly to resisting Demmo’s instant death spells.

It was Isabelle’s Patronus.

All of this combined.

Was why Matthew dared to gamble his life against Demmo!

Baiyan City’s foundation may not be weak.

But Matthew…

Apologies.

His foundation is at an “astounding” level!

This fact.

Is evident in the astonished expressions that Demmo continuously exhibits.

Perhaps at this moment Demmo truly realized.

In this escalating intensity life gamble.

Matthew was not the one ignorant of the vast sky and earth.

On the contrary.