A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1702: 463 Subtle Fate and True Order_3

The entire Order City displayed different colors according to the intensity of the brewing Chaos Storm.

Cool colors represented areas where order was still relatively stable.

Warm colors indicated where chaos was manifesting.

Canning lived up to its nickname as the Order City; aside from the Old Theater District, most areas were easily distinguishable by their cool color tones.

Only beside the ruins of the Old Theater District.

The violent and bright colors attracted all of Matthew’s Insight.

Wait a minute!

Apart from the ruins where the “Chicken Eating Contest” was unfolding.

Matthew unexpectedly found two patches, second only to the ruins, where warm colors were rapidly forming!

That was beneath the Old Theater District.

And at the northern edge, Black River Prison!

“Underground…”

“Could it be the Zerg race?”

Matthew frowned,

“Then what about Black River Prison?”

“Just a few days ago when I scouted the place, the order of Black River Prison was very stable.”

“From the information I gathered, ordinary prisoners are held there, with very few supernatural beings; how could severe chaos occur under tight security?”

A hint of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

The Old Theater District was his carefully chosen location.

It was the least populated area, where he could minimize the harm caused by deliberately triggered chaos.

Matthew only wished to end this chaos in the fastest and most forceful way possible.

But now it seemed,

New chaos was forming.

“If from the start the puppet master behind the scenes aimed for Black River Prison, then they must have accounted for my intervention.”

“Or perhaps, am I, in fact, an inevitable part of this Chaos Storm?”

A flicker of perplexity passed through Matthew’s eyes.

Fate was such an elusive matter.

That subtle feeling was fascinating as well as awe-inspiring.

Half a year ago,

while investigating the incident of Rheager being killed by a Negative Energy Poison Arrow, Matthew stumbled upon the traces of the Mad Second Hand-Turing.

It turns out,

Back on the battlefield in the moss-green hills,

Mad Second Hand-Turing had “courted by Fate” lent Rheager a second.

And on Rheager’s return journey, when he encountered the demons with crossbows,

Apparently, some issues arose within the just-disappeared historical World, and at that moment, the Mad Second Hand-Turing decided to retrieve that second.

Thus,

The Negative Energy Arrow from the demon archer plunged into Rheager’s heart.

It’s a profound spectacle of awe.

But soon,

Matthew’s gaze regained its firmness.

Awe.

But not total submission.

That was Matthew’s attitude toward Fate.

Just as he never gave up on the plan to rescue Rheager’s soul from the clutches of the Demoness of Desire.

Now,

Even if a greater Chaos Storm could arrive because of his presence,

Matthew wouldn’t stop moving forward.

“This is the teacher’s initiative.”

“It’s also my declaration of allegiance as I rejoin the Alliance.”

“This battle must be handled properly!”

With a thought, Matthew,

The next moment,

summoned a large group of small ghost faces, ordering them to investigate the situations in both the undercity and Black River Prison.

“Report back to me the moment you encounter that mysterious woman!”

Matthew cautioned deliberately.

As his words fell, the small ghost faces split into two groups and vanished from his line of sight.

In the following breath,

the Immortal Eye floated back in front of Matthew,

displaying the current situation of the “Chicken Eating Contest” —

Above the ruins,

the tragic battle had reached a fever pitch.

In the center of the battlefield, countless bloody corpses lay haphazardly.

Out of the initial three hundred or so, fewer than one hundred remained.

Matthew glanced over,

Of the seven people he had the highest hopes for, five survived, namely the hobgoblin assassin, the human warrior, the barbarian archer, the Quasi-Legendary Ranger, and a Druid capable of transforming into a Red Dragon!

And it was an adult Red Dragon at that!

At that moment on the field,

The Druid had the clear upper hand.

The Blade of the Ignorant was firmly in his grip.

He had transformed into an enormous Red Dragon, occasionally spewing dragon fire capable of turning anything to ash around him.

The Red Dragon’s sturdy scales and barbed tail were enough to deter most of the less resolute competitors.

Meanwhile, those who hesitated,

were soon claimed under the claws of the Red Dragon in his proactive assaults.

As a result, an even greater Slaughter aura coalesced around the Red Dragon,

and his already massive size swelled even further.

From a distance,

one might even mistake him for an Ancient Dragon!

“Roar!”

With a roar that declared sovereignty,

The Red Dragon took down two competitors who failed to retreat in time.

Afterward, he turned back into a Druid, tightly clutching the Blade of the Ignorant in his hands.

His face and body were covered in blood, and his eyes showed only cruelty, without a hint of the compassion and composure expected of a Druid.

Many were intimidated by the might of this Druid.

They chose to retreat and watch from the edges of the battlefield.

However, at the same time,

the other four competitors Matthew had his eye on had already formed a secret alliance.

They had agreed among themselves,

to first eliminate the Red Dragon Druid, and after that, vie for the Blade of the Ignorant using their own abilities.

This wasn’t good news for the Red Dragon Druid.

The Druid’s Shapeshifting Form couldn’t be used indefinitely; he needed to rest and recover in human form to stand any chance of transforming into the True Dragon that could devour all competitors in the next round of attack.

If someone finds the opportunity,

he might also face the dilemma of being outnumbered!