This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

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Arcane Wilderness.

The disaster power spread continuously outward through the grassman and black cat.

The influence unleashed by the Superior Legendary-level necromancer was far beyond ordinary imagination.

Dania seemed to have merely tossed a pebble into the calm lake, yet it had already stirred up colossal waves of disaster across the entire wilderness!

Within each fairy settlement.

The shadows of death rapidly diffused.

Although fairies themselves are masters of courting death, they have an innate advantage in partial exemption from death.

However, the death brought by the Calamity Grassman seemed somewhat different—

Many Great Fairies still thought the sudden deaths of their companions were just part of daily pranks.

But soon.

They were horrified to discover.

Those companions engulfed by flames, submerged by torrents, or hit by the suddenly collapsing treehouse were not suddenly jumping up energetically as usual!

Their bodies quickly became rigid.

Their faces also turned ashen grey.

Most importantly.

They actually lost that unique thriving vitality belonging to Great Fairies!

Meanwhile.

The calamity continued to spread.

Fairies, who were usually fearless, felt for the first time what terror truly meant!

Some fairies with keen Insight.

Even heard the lament and sobbing of the Plane Will!

This meant the entire Arcane Wilderness was being eroded by an imperious power!

Some fairies began to attempt prayers.

And in a village long devoted to the Mad Second Hand, a large number of fairies gathered before the Second Hand temple.

They prostrated their bodies, bursting with unprecedented devotion, calling out the name of the great savior, hoping that they and their village could be spared from this disaster.

However, in the next moment.

The magnificent temple, just recently built, collapsed suddenly under the effect of that unforeseen power!

"Wow wow wow!"

Many huge stones fell down.

The square before the temple was instantly filled with flying debris and bloodied bodies.

Some Great Fairies who couldn't dodge in time were directly crushed into pieces by the boulders!

Yet the disaster didn't end there.

Soon.

The ground near the temple also began to collapse—

Beneath the Arcane Wilderness, it seemed some dreadful demon was awakening.

Countless spider-web-like crack appeared on the ground.

They spread outward from the temple, with thunderous momentum.

Fairies witnessing all this showed expressions of despair.

Unprecedented chaos swept the ground and sky.

Soon.

Only the sounds of destruction and crying remained nearby.

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"Aren't those your electors?"

"Why not save them?"

Catching some nearby scenes, Edmond couldn't help but curiously ask the Mad Second-hand Turing beside him.

Turing indifferently replied:

"Fairies are really too noisy, and there's too many of them, losing a few is no problem—don't misunderstand, that's actually the words of God of Luck."

"Moreover, I no longer need their faith as leverage against the God of Luck now..."

Edmond chuckled:

"I suspect the latter part of that sentence is key."

Turing casually shrugged.

He looked extremely relaxed and in a very good mood.

Edmond's eyes flashed with Insight, and he intended to quietly act to protect some fairy villages.

But a few seconds later.

His actions stalled.

"Interesting."

"Necromancer performing a miracle?"

"The last time I saw this scene, Death God Yeager often visited me..."

A smile appeared at the corner of Turing's mouth.

Edmond's gaze also followed his direction of attention—

It was still the destroyed fairy village.

In the gigantic ruins and cracks formed before the temple.

Countless fairies perished here.

Under the pile of boulders.

A fortunate Great Fairy held onto his most beloved toy, looking apprehensively around the dreadful and terrifying environment.

However, as he cast his eyes further.

Except for the dust filling the sky, there were only shattered corpses.

Many of those corpses were his companions.

But now they were so blurred and indistinguishable.

The Great Fairy fearfully watched everything.

Just at this moment.

A sudden sound proliferated from above his head—

The fairy looked up, more fear gathered in his eyes.

He saw a few rocks above the boulder slightly tilt, and some stones about the size of his body were about to fall down.

What's scarier.

A half-statue of the Mad Second Hand mingled among those stones!

If it hit him directly.

He would surely be flattened!

With this thought.

The Great Fairy clutched his toy, flapped his wings, attempting to squeeze out from the crevice of the boulder pile.

Yet it was at this moment.

He suddenly realized his wings had suffered irreparable damage in the recent disaster, and one of his legs was crushed under the boulder.

"Ah... pain, pain, pain!"

Belatedly, the Great Fairy let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He began to struggle violently.

However, all of this did not aid his escape but rather accelerated the descent of rubble and statue!

Seconds later.

The Great Fairy's eyes filled with despair and agony.

Amid the continuously falling dust.

He heard a heartbreaking snapping sound—

"Crack..."

The rubble had yet to fall, but the upper half of the stone bearing it actually cracked internally!

Immediately after.

Half a huge stone engulfed in abundant debris fell down.

Within two seconds.

His life would surely be seized by all this!