A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1668: 455 Destruction and Rebirth (Scar of the Dead Final Chapter)_6

“Come, baby,”

“Stop pretending, we both know why you’ve come to me,”

“Are you ready to be baptized with the Blood of Barthor?”

Sif stood motionless in her spot.

A few minutes later,

she tremblingly grasped Lutisia’s hand.

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The latter arched an eyebrow:

“Are you that scared?”

Sif’s teeth gently chattered, and a sickly smile crept onto her face:

“Not scared.”

“Just a bit excited.”

“Hehehe…”

Lutisia’s smile deepened:

“I like your laughter, that’s how you should laugh.”

“Demons should laugh this way.”

“We are to make the people of the World fear us, submit to us, and hold the true Strength in our own hands.”

“Come, I’ll take you to the volcano top…”

In the middle of speaking,

Lutisia led Sif to the volcano crater behind the castle.

The lava within the belly of the mountain churned violently.

Thick steam rose up.

“Don’t be afraid of the heat.”

“Every member of the Blood Robes family has gone through such a baptism.”

“I believe you can make it through.”

Lutisia spoke gently as she came up behind Sif.

She reached out to press against Sif’s lower back, just about to push the maiden into the heart of the volcano.

But as soon as her hand touched Sif’s skin,

her action halted.

“Wait.”

“Come back in a year,”

Lutisia’s tone underwent a subtle change.

Sif turned her head back in surprise:

“Why?”

“I can’t wait that long!”

“I need Strength!”

“Didn’t you say that as long as I came to you, you would give me Strength?”

Lutisia nodded slightly:

“Indeed,”

“I don’t plan on going back on my word.”

“But your current physical condition is not suitable for the baptism just yet.”

Sif realized something.

Her face flushed, and she instinctively covered her lower abdomen.

There,

the rhythm of life was so distinct and audible.

“You thought you could hide it from me?”

Lutisia scoffed disdainfully.

But the next moment,

her tone became unexpectedly gentle:

“So…”

“Have you thought of a name for the child yet?”

…

Night.

In the cemetery floating in the north of Rolling Stone City,

Misty steam filled the small makeshift bathroom.

Matthew submerged himself in the steaming wooden tub.

Bits of information flashed through his brain from time to time:

“The cemetery and the woods haven’t suffered much damage, fortunately!”

“But after the calamity, there’s been a large backlog of Star Realm Sea Water on the borders of Rolling Stone City, which severely corrodes the soil and causes food shortages. What’s more troublesome is that many demons from the astral world will Rapidly Grow in these waters.”

“The initial impact caused by the fall of the Heavenly Family Palace has finally passed, and in all the south there are eight major tears the target apart. There will still be some aftershocks, but the problems shouldn’t be as severe as before…”

“Counting the days, there’s about a week left, the Heavenly Mages and Legendary-mages will be coming back. I really don’t know what they’ll think of the material world now?”

“Strange, Lost Paradise has clearly been destroyed, and I can no longer feel its presence, so why did the Guardian Authority last so long? It only dissipated on its own after I fell unconscious, that temporary authority…”

After a while,

he woodenly stood up from the tub and grabbed a towel from the side to dry off his body.

Exiting the bathroom, he returned to his workspace.

Matthew couldn’t help but yawn.

He subconsciously called out:

“Peggy, a cup of coffee…”

Before he could finish,

he froze in place.

“What am I doing…”

“Peggy, is no longer by my side…”

He awkwardly scratched his head with his hand.

But in that moment,

a very clear voice rang in his ears:

“Matthew?”

“Is that you, Matthew?”

Immediately following,

Matthew’s mind flashed with a mysterious pinpoint of light.

Subconsciously, with his weakened mental power, he reached out and touched the light.

The next second.

The scenery before his eyes vanished without a trace.

Matthew only felt a tremendous force pulling his soul into a place filled with the unknown!

It was a pitch-black space.

He couldn’t see anything, couldn’t touch anything, as if everything was nothingness!

“Peggy, is that you?”

Matthew tried to speak subconsciously, but his voice had already carried out.

“Wuuwuu, Matthew, it’s really you! I was so scared, Matthew, I thought I was truly dead!

They all blew up!

Lost Paradise has been blown open too!

I had a sudden thought to hide inside an eggshell.

But even the egg shattered!

Afterward.

I didn’t know where I was.

I couldn’t feel my own existence.

I felt like I became a wandering ghost.

I couldn’t feel the connection with you…

I was really scared!”

While Peggy was pouring her heart out.

A flood of knowledge suddenly filled Matthew’s mind.

Lots of…

Knowledge related to Lost Paradise!

“I understand now,”

more enlightenment rose in Matthew’s heart:

“This is the real Lost Paradise.”

“Back in the day, it was in this kind of environment that the ancient gods bit by bit carved out the Twin Paradise from the void…”

Peggy’s voice was full of confusion:

“What do you mean?”

Matthew explained:

“Lost Paradise has indeed been destroyed.”

“But its core is still here, everything is here, you guys… you are actually all here!”

Peggy said anxiously:

“But I can’t feel my existence at all!”

Matthew comforted her:

“Don’t worry, it might take some time to get your existences back.”

“I’ve discovered that I have a strange connection with this space… I can move back and forth between here and the material world at any time!”

“Perhaps, I can try to create something here.”

“My mental power is very weak right now.”

“But trust me, I’ll find you all again soon…”

Excitement filled Matthew’s voice.

This moment.

He finally understood what the gift the Calamity Mage gave him was!

It’s here.

This is…

The true Lost Paradise!

“I still don’t quite understand,”

Peggy’s voice was filled with a dazed wonder:

“But as long as you are here, I feel a lot more at ease.”

“Even if you are just an illusion.”

Matthew said with a smile:

“I am not an illusion.”

Peggy stubbornly said:

“Then you have to do something to prove it, right?”

“Quick.”

“Do something, let me believe that all this is not just my delusion before death.”

Matthew thought for a moment.

The next second.

He suddenly spoke softly:

“First.”

“Let there be light.”

And so there was light in this world.

The light was warm.

It was beautiful.

In the place illuminated by the light.

Small pieces of land and sky began to appear.

“And then?”

Peggy’s tone was filled with delight, as if she herself was creating the New Heaven Realm.

Matthew looked down at the flat ground beneath his feet and answered without hesitation:

“Then…

“Plant a tree.”

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(The end of Book One, Scar of the Dead)