This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

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Matthew walked amidst the void and chaos, surrounded by the ocean-like ether.

His speed was akin to the ether, perhaps even faster.

Every moment.

A hundred scenes of different spaces flashed before his eyes.

These were all places through which the ether flowed.

Places where he could stop and linger at any time.

At this moment.

Space was no longer a constraint or limitation for Matthew.

But a collection of countless coordinates he could reach at will.

...

"Ether Walker (Legendary Blessing): You can teleport to any place the ether flows with just a step.

When activating Ether Walker, you don't need to expend any mana or focus.

The only cost is the potential 'courtesies' from the overly enthusiastic ether during your walk."

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This was the first legendary blessing Matthew received.

The blessing wasn't only from the Aindor plane but from the Multiverse's Supreme Will.

This surprised Matthew pleasantly.

Due to the Eternal Barrier, the material world's will, led by Aindor, and the astral world's will are in longstanding opposition and severe rupture.

Given Matthew's origin.

Receiving Aindor's blessing was entirely normal.

But the favor from the Supreme Will was an unexpected delight.

Matthew speculated that this might vaguely relate to the Eternal Domain and its two Supreme Certificates.

No matter what.

After mastering the "Ether Walker."

Matthew basically possessed the ability to appear at any location in the Multiverse at any time.

This was a blessing that could drive ordinary legendary mages mad with envy.

Some superior legends—like Ronan, who also mastered a spell with a similar name—might not manage with the same elegance as Matthew.

Because when Ronan performed the Aether Walk, he still had to consume mana.

Strolling amidst the ether.

Matthew felt time move slowly.

But that was an illusion.

If time were viewed as a resource or medium, then the process of Matthew activating the Ether Walker did not consume any time.

If he wished.

He could daze away a long period or ponder a life's question while in the ether.

When he left the ether.

Time would still be fixed at the moment he stepped into the ether.

That is the strength of this ability.

Of course.

The ether is both magical and dangerous.

Every legendary mage knows long-term, unrestricted close contact with the ether can lead to peril.

Matthew certainly had no interest in bathing in the ether.

Even though time lost its meaning here.

Matthew's mind was still working at what he perceived as "high speed."

"Found it!"

Matthew had a sudden thought.

The next step.

He broke free from the embrace of the fervent ether, arriving at a desolate place.

This was the surface of an unknown planet deep within the astral world.

Looking around, it was barren.

Apart from a grotesque and bizarrely shaped black giant tree on the horizon, it was hard to find any other life forms.

And above in the starry sky.

Ferocious predators lay hidden in the turbulent dark currents.

Their bodies were enormous.

This planet was merely a large stepping stone on their long journey.

Rarely did anything planet-sized linger nearby.

Thus, silence had become the synonym for this place.

"This is quite suitable for your burial ground."

Matthew said to Dammon in his hand.

At this moment, Dammon no longer bore his previous confident and ruthless demeanor.

His neck was gripped by the Pale Hand.

Despite Matthew not applying much force.

Dammon still couldn't speak.

What was more frightening.

His face was flushed red, yet a thin film of white crystals rapidly formed over his skin—

This was a unique structure of negative energy crystal clusters that only formed under extreme conditions.

This indicated that the negative energy on Dammon's body surface had reached a remarkably high level.

This was one of the core effects of the "Burial" ability.

Once captured by Matthew, the enemy would be tightly bound with unimaginable negative energy, losing the ability to speak and act, their spells and abilities forcibly sealed!

Clearly, Dammon didn't understand what had befallen him.

But he was fully aware of his plight.

His eyes filled with despair and plea.

Yet Matthew remained indifferent.

He continued to carry the legendary assassin as if lifting a small chicken.

Then leisurely strolled on this unfamiliar planet's surface.

"So quiet..."

Matthew kicked a small stone.

It soared several hundred meters.

It was a long time before he heard the distinct sound of the stone landing.

Matthew continued to roam aimlessly.

After walking for maybe two or three more minutes.

He suddenly stopped in front of a small mound.

"Here will do."

Matthew seemed to be muttering to himself.

He slightly relaxed some of his suppression on Dammon, who finally regained part of his speech.

Dammon gasped for air and pleaded in the most vehement tone:

"Let, let me go!"

"I beg..."

Yet before he could finish his words.

A cold chill accompanied by an exclamation struck from behind Matthew:

"Let him go!"

A fierce etheric surge came rushing forward—

That was a black vortex filled with powerful gravity!

"Legendary Spell: Deathly Black Hole!"

Demmo Ritz's spell instantly enveloped all space near Matthew.

To evade the spell.

Matthew's suppression on Dammon seemed to have a brief lapse—