A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1889: 526 Purgatory Black Merchant_2

Matthew and Lorraine exchanged glances.

A sinister air crept into the eyes of the trio.

“Mr. Merchant, it so happens that I have a few fine items myself. Would you care to take a look?”

Lorraine cheerfully brought out a few bracelets, mirrors, and necklaces from the material world and laid them in front of the black market merchant:

“At least choose one, hmm, like you, we’ll settle with Soul Coins. As for the price, triple these items’ cost should suffice!”

The purgatory black market merchant’s eyebrows shot up:

“Are you forcing a sale?”

Lorraine said with a beaming smile:

“A voluntary transaction.”

“If you’re short on funds, that’s no problem either; just write an IOU and you can pay back slowly.”

The merchant’s eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity:

“Do you folks intend to turn hostile?”

“Business should be all about friendly, profitable dealings. If you don’t fancy my goods, that’s fine; I simply won’t sell. Is there really a need to mock me like this?”

With that,

he swiftly packed away his items.

Seeing this,

a trace of worry flickered across Sandrine’s face.

“If you don’t wish to purchase, then let’s not do business. Perhaps we’ll meet again if fate wills it!”

After he said this,

the black market merchant strode rapidly toward the deeper fog.

He even glanced back as he ran.

Those eyes, glowing green, were filled with endless resentment and venom!

At that moment,

Matthew felt as though his soul was pricked, sensing a surge of deep malice.

It was the power of a curse!

“Don’t let him get away!”

Lorraine raised his hand, and one after another, dark green lights flew from his flute, swiftly landing on the black merchant—

“Weakness Grasp!”

“Legendary Resistance Weakening!”

“Moldy Fortune!”

On the other side,

Matthew’s Malicious Transfiguration and Camela’s Compulsory Immobilization spells also struck the black market merchant in quick succession!

To provide power,

Matthew even used a Dragon Scale Talisman!

However, what happened next was astonishing.

The purgatory black market merchant only maintained the goat form and immobilized state for less than 0.5 seconds before cursing loudly in Purgatory Language and started running again as lively as a dragon!

Such resistance and toughness…

Even a Superior Legend-level Devil Lord might not be able to match this!

“Chase!”

Naturally, the three would not let this enigmatic demon escape.

They pursued him relentlessly.

The merchant did not fight back; he only cursed furiously continuously,

and with each curse,

Matthew and the others felt the malice and curses stemming from purgatory.

Fortunately, they each had their own skills, so the minor curses didn’t affect them much, and instead, reinforced their determination to capture the black merchant.

However, during the chase, they discovered

that the scoundrel seemed to evade a great deal of physical damage, almost fully exempt from all magical effects, and control spells were even more easily immune to him!

Matthew tried a whole slew of methods, to no effect.

Moreover, that scoundrel was incredibly quick.

If it weren’t for Camela’s constant use of Divine Fire of Retaliation to pinpoint and lock on his location, they would have probably lost combat engagement and he might have escaped using even more powerful techniques!

“Matthew, do you have any other methods?”

Camela’s voice came to his ear:

“I have one way that might catch him, but it might cause a bit of a commotion…”

Matthew quickly stopped her potential actions.

After all the days they spent together, he had come to understand Camela more deeply.

When she said it might cause quite a commotion—

That could be particularly significant!

They were still outside Blood Sand City, and a Demon Lord might be watching them at any moment; it was wise to stay low-key for the time being!

“I still have some control methods left, let’s try them one by one…”

“Clear the way!”

As his voice fell,

Matthew blinked and appeared in front of the black merchant!

The merchant was also quick to respond, merely snorted coldly, then grabbed the pack from behind and smashed it ruthlessly toward Matthew!

That pack looked large, but the actual weight was probably millions of times that of its appearance. A direct hit could knock out even the sturdiest of Devil Lords unconscious.

In a split second,

Matthew dodged the attack with a Step Back he had learned from Soldier.

Then,

he quickly opened the Lost Paradise, took out a wooden box from within, and placed it on the ground.

Thump!

The sound of the wooden box hitting the ground was heavy.

The merchant glanced at the box with curiosity for a moment.

But when he saw Matthew quickly open the box while rapidly closing his eyes, he seemed to realize what was happening and turned to escape.

At that instant,

another of Camela’s Compulsory Immobilizations hit the black merchant’s forehead accurately.

Despite the fact that the petrification effect lasted for only about 0.3 seconds,

it was enough for Matthew to release the monster from the wooden crate—

When Medusa Priestess’s wet hair slid across the rough edge of the wooden crate,

her seemingly harmless gaze met with that of the Purgatory Black Merchant for the first time.

In an instant,

the merchant’s body began to turn into a stone statue at a visible rate.

A joyful moan escaped Medusa’s lips.

The next second,

she swam towards the merchant without hesitation.

She entwined the merchant with her lower body layer by layer.

A few seconds later,

the Purgatory Black Merchant was completely taken back into the crate by Medusa Priestess Neya. Pupil Shatterer!

Bang!

Matthew closed the crate, carefully opened his eyes, and then sighed in relief.

“It seems the legend that demons eradicated Medusa out of fear for her petrification ability is not without basis.”

After a while, Lorraine came over.

Matthew then stuffed the crate back into the Lost Paradise, and tried to open the merchant’s dropped satchel, only to find that he couldn’t open it at all.

So, he could only temporarily toss the satchel into the Lost Paradise as well.

However, this time,

he faintly heard the roar of Dark Peggy:

“Matthew!”

“How many times have I said!”

“Don’t just stuff anything into the Lost Paradise…”

Matthew could only helplessly shrug in response.

No choice.

Who would call the Lost Paradise so convenient?

The Medusa crate simply could not be placed into any storage device, not even a Demiplane, only the Lost Paradise could.

Matthew suspected that this thing required a complete plane as the requirement for carrying space.

Only the Lost Paradise met this condition.

“So, did you just rob the Purgatory Black Merchant?”

Sandrine asked with a surprised face, belatedly realizing what had just happened.

Matthew spread his hands:

“I haven’t touched his belongings yet, so it’s not quite a robbery.”

“You saw it too, he threatened us with a curse, and we had to defend ourselves.”

Sandrine looked incredulously at Matthew and then turned to the other two only to find that they had no reaction, as if it was just a trivial matter.

“That’s the Purgatory Black Merchant!”

“Some suspected he is Blood River’s Son…”

“And you just captured him like that?”

Sandrine murmured to herself.

Upon hearing this, Matthew’s heart was stirred.

The events had happened too hastily, and he had not had the time to confirm carefully.

Now recalling,

Matthew realized he had indeed sensed a familiar air on the Purgatory Black Merchant!

That aura…

“It’s the same as the one on Sif and Summer Night!”

Matthew suddenly came to a realization.

“Wait a minute!”

“Could it be Barthor…”

Just at that moment,

a new message suddenly came from the Lost Paradise.

…

「Lost Paradise: You have successfully captured a true incarnation of Barthor. Would you like to refine it and extract the Blood of Barthor within?」

…

The Purgatory Black Merchant is actually a true incarnation of Barthor?

And he has the Blood of Barthor in him?

Matthew hesitated for a moment.

“The first drop of Blood of Barthor was used by Mophisto to create the Blood Robes.”

“The second drop of Blood of Barthor was fused into Sif’s body by Melinda.”

“Could this be the third drop, the last of Barthor’s blood left in purgatory?”

Three drops of Blood of Barthor coming together, could this be a sign of Barthor’s return?

Matthew hesitated slightly.

He then decided not to refine it for now.

“Let’s just seal it for the time being.”

With a flicker of thought, he stuffed the petrified Purgatory Black Merchant into the bottom layer of the secret warehouse.

After doing all this,

his attention returned to the present.

Just at that time,

there was a loud bang in the sky.

Everyone looked up.

Saw a boulder flying from the distant horizon.

That boulder tore through the sky and eventually smashed onto the walls of Blood Sand City.

Rumbling!

The boulder shattered into pieces.

And from among those fragments, demon after demon popped out like insects!

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