This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1666: 455 Destruction and Reincarnation (Scar of the Dead Final Chapter)_4

The sense of ease at the beginning did indeed feel very familiar.

But gradually,

Matthew began to feel somewhat powerless.

"I now only have the Power of Demigod, not a trace of divine power. If I want to activate the authority for a long period of time, I can only rely on mental power; stamina and mana have little effect

Matthew was somewhat worried.

He did not know how long the crack in front of him would take to disappear.

...

But he knew very well,

Rolling Stone City would suffer heavy casualties!

"I cannot retreat.”

"I cannot be negligent.”

"I must hold on!”

Matthew clenched his teeth.

This was the responsibility of a guardian, and it was also the root of his conviction.

Be it Rolling Stone City or Crimson Mountain,

Having chosen to protect, how could he easily give up?

Thus, Matthew tried his best to hold on.

Quickly,

A day passed.

The trend of the Sea of Star Realm flowing backward did not show the slightest sign of weakening.

Then came the second day, the third day.

By the fifth day,

The Sea of Star Realm finally stopped flowing backward.

But the crack showed no signs of healing; instead, many small meteorites crashed down from it!

Matthew could only continue to hold on with gritted teeth.

Then came the sixth and seventh days.

By the eighth day,

The meteorites had disappeared.

But numerous lightning balls came crashing down from the rift.

Matthew had no conditions for any relaxation.

He could only continue to hold firm!

His mental power had actually been on the brink of exhaustion around the fourth day.

Every day thereafter,

He was overstretching himself to hold on.

Strangely enough,

Every time his mental power was completely exhausted, as long as he endured a little longer, a small stream of “Living Water” would emerge from the depths of his spiritual source, allowing him to hold on a little longer.

It was these small but thirst-quenching streams of Living Water

That allowed Matthew to hold out until the tenth day of the disaster!

At this time,

Matthew’s consciousness was nearly blurring.

All he could do was maintain the Guardian Authority instinctively.

Fortunately, the Guardian Authority was quite reliable.

It acted like an indestructible protective umbrella, enveloping the entirety of the territories including the Eastern Forest and the Southern fields.

It was not only unaffected by the objects falling from the sky,

Even the earth appeared exceptionally solid under the effect of the Guardian Authority.

During the entire ten days,

Rolling Stone City experienced only three minor earthquakes.

In the torn and perforated material world, this was nothing short of a miracle!

And on the eleventh day,

The sky finally cleared.

Matthew squinted his eyes; he saw the vast pale purple crack begin to slowly diminish.

This was a symbol that the disaster was temporarily coming to an end.

Matthew’s heart eased.

But just as he was about to release the Guardian Authority, a tremendous wave of dizziness overwhelmed him.

Matthew fainted.

The blackout did not last long.

Half a day later,

The pale-faced Matthew woke up in the bedroom of the cemetery.

Aside from him, there were two other people in the room.

One was the cemetery’s housekeeper, Ali.

The other was the haggard-looking Mr. Zeller.

"You’re awake?”

Mr. Zeller’s voice was somewhat hoarse and deep.

When Matthew saw that he was the only one guarding by his side, he felt something was amiss.

Recalling how there had been no sign of response from the other city lords of Rolling Stone City when selecting a Subordinate God, his heart grew even more uneasy.

"Has something happened?”

Matthew asked calmly,

"Where are the others?”

After speaking, he held his breath.

Waiting for the final outcome.

Mr. Zeller’s facial muscles seemed somewhat stiff, he blinked and said in the most neutral tone,

"Rheager

"Ran into a little trouble.”

"Don’t worry just yet. First, see what condition you’re in.”

Matthew took a deep breath.

He then got up from the bed.

He was only suffering from an excessive consumption of mental power, nothing else was seriously wrong, and resting was enough.

Half an hour later,

In the basement of the new City Lord’s Mansion.

Matthew stared blankly at the not-so-majestic coffin before him.

The coffin was already open at this point.

A middle-aged man with no color in his face lay there.

As a professional necromancer,

Matthew could certainly tell his soul was no longer present.

At the same time,

Matthew also sharp-sensed the scent of Mad Second Hand-Turing from this corpse!

Strangely enough,

Matthew was very familiar with this face.

But at this moment, the other party looked so unfamiliar.

"Is this… Rheager’s body?”

"Is he… dead?”

Even knowing there might be hidden details, Matthew still found it hard to accept.

Mr. Zeller shook his head:

"It’s not as severe as you think, but indeed, there was a little problem.”

"After you left, another army from the Abyss attacked Rolling Stone City.”

"We fought with all our might, held the city walls, and repelled the demons.”

"Rheager was very brave in this battle.”

"He held off most of the frontline on his own, and every battle, three to four hundred arrows would be pulled from his armor

"He did excellently, just like you did before.”

"But in the last expulsion battle, he chased the enemy too deep, and on his way back, he took off his nearly scrapped armor, resulting in an ambush by a dying demon by the roadside

The demon used a crossbow.

The crossbow bolt hit Rheager’s heart precisely.

The problem was,

The arrow was coated with a large amount of poison and Negative Energy Curse.

Under normal circumstances,

With Rheager’s Constitution and various potions he carried, he could easily overcome these negative statuses.

But unfortunately,

For some unknown reason, the day the Negative Energy Arrow entered his body, it triggered an instant death effect.