A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

"No one can stop me from sleeping…"

Matthew saw this.

He could only continue to order the skeletons to close Olorin's coffin.

However, the moment the coffin lid touched the box…

A huge amount of energy exploded from Olorin's body.

There was a muffled bang.

Several airwaves rolled out of the narrow tomb.

Several skeletons disintegrated on the spot.

Even Matthew staggered.

After the dust settled.

Matthew was surprised to find that there were only fragments of the coffin left on the ground.

Olorin sat on the debris, dumbstruck.

Very quickly.

He held his head with both hands and wailed,

"I don't have a home anymore!

"Wuwuwu…"

He cried like a helpless child.

Matthew floated beside him, not knowing how to comfort him.

"At least you're still alive."

Matthew said.

Olorin kept wiping his tears, but Matthew found that his tears turned into diamond-like things when they fell to the ground!

"Don't lie to me, Matthew...

"Who can live for so long?

"I already knew that I was dead. I didn't ask to be revived. I just wanted to be able to rest in peace."

Olorin sobbed softly,

"When I was alive, the old people always lied to me that I could rest after I died.

"But I didn't rest for long after I died…"

Matthew coughed.

"At least you didn't turn into a zombie by the necromancer."

This topic was obviously quite sensitive to Olorin.

He immediately stopped crying.

He stood up from the ground and said,

"You're not planning to do that, are you?"

Matthew laughed.

" First of all, it's not convenient for me to control a zombie in my current state.

" Secondly, I can't turn a dead person like you into a zombie without your consent.

" Thirdly, I can sense that your situation is very special. Even if you become an undead, you will need to sign a contract with me. Why don't you just not sign a contract with me?"

Matthew's words were reasonable, and his attitude was sincere.

Olorin finally believed him.

He was a little embarrassed and said to Matthew,

"Sorry, I have a bad impression of necromancers."

Matthew waved his hand nonchalantly.

"It's okay. It's understandable."

Taking advantage of Olorin's distracted attention, Matthew pointed at the bones beside the catacomb and asked,

"Do you know the origin of these bones?"

Olorin shook his head.

"I don't know. I've been in the coffin since I woke up. After that, I hadn't left the coffin even when I woke up or slept.

"So after the coffin shattered, I was especially sad, as if something very important had left me forever…"

At this moment.

Matthew's attention was suddenly attracted by the coffin fragments.

He flew over and bent down to look at the pieces carefully.

"It's good that I can take these things with me."

Matthew muttered.

Olorin curiously came over.

"So, at least part of my impression is correct?"

Matthew looked up in confusion.

"Hmm?"

Olorin pointed at the fragments and said,

" Necromancers really won't let go of a coffin."

Matthew laughed at himself.

Then, he picked up a fragment and pointed at the words on it.

"Do you recognize these words?"

Olorin nodded and shook his head,

"Yes, but when they are combined, they look like crap."

Matthew nodded slightly.

He quickly checked the other fragments and confirmed that the words written inside the coffin were exactly the same as the words on the Mabarron stone tablet Viscount Fan had given him!

As the second son of the Grim Reaper, Mabarron was the only one left.

His every move represented the will of the Grim Reaper in many situations.

" Olorin is indeed a person who has caught the attention of the Grim Reaper.

" Perhaps the Grave Domain and Soul Domain led me here not because this chamber is special but because the people or coffins in the chamber are most likely projections of the Death Domain."

Matthew pointed at the fragments on the ground and said,

"Can you collect them first and wait for me to come back next time?"

Olorin nodded and said,

"Of course!

"You've helped me so much. I was just wondering how to thank you!"

As he spoke, he patiently bent down and stacked all the fragments in the corner of the tomb for future use.

After finishing all of this.

Matthew invited Olorin to the exit of the tomb.

"Shall we go out for a walk?"

Olorin glanced at Matthew.

"Can you be expelled from this place at any time?"

Matthew admitted,

"Yes."

Olorin immediately shook his head like a drum.

"Then I won't go.

"What if there are monsters outside?

"When the time comes, and you're kicked out, I'll be left alone. Wouldn't that be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?"

Matthew thought about it and found it reasonable.

If he wanted to convince Olorin to explore the tombs with him, he had to at least ensure his safety.

He had to enter the Soul Travel Realm to reach this place.

Not only was Matthew unable to display his strength.

The time he spent here was also rather unstable.

He could be chased out at any time.

" I have to think of a way. I've built a Teleportation Gate here, but the Teleportation Gate of the Underworld is very easy to block. Moreover, it will also be targeted by the Underworld Envoy or other Underworld creatures. At the very least, I need more springboards as a buffer…"