A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

"He said that he hasn\'t met such an outstanding stripper like you in so many years since you left your job…

"Wait, what are you doing?"

He felt the strange gazes from everyone.

Lorraine once again placed the piccolo to his lips expressionlessly.

After a lullaby.

Jewel Bay\'s group woke up in a daze again.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, why do I seem to have another dream?

" The dream this time became more realistic and terrifying. The monsters in the dream turned into a bunch of fat women…"

His subordinates were still chattering.

Stanley was already one step ahead of Lorraine.

" What did you do to us?!"

Lorraine said bluntly,

" Since we\'ve already agreed to cooperate, it\'s time to head to the Giant Demon Underground Palace!

"Don\'t forget that we have two other teams with us. If we\'re late, we might not even get a share of the soup!"

"Let\'s go!"

Stanley looked at Lorraine suspiciously and finally agreed to the request.

Thus, the group walked west along the wet street.

One after another.

They could see the ruins on both sides of the street.

There were green vines and black and purple moss everywhere.

The sound of dripping water could be heard.

Occasionally, they could see elven words and some totems, but because the walls had been corroded, it was difficult to distinguish their specific directions and meanings.

They walked on the street. Other than the sound of footsteps and water droplets, they could not hear anything else.

Time seemed to have frozen here.

Even the wind was frozen.

They did not encounter any monsters along the way.

It was as if this was just a city forgotten by time.

At the end of the line.

Matthew controlled the newly obtained undead to scatter in the surroundings in order to deal with a potential surprise attack.

He glanced at the people in Jewel Bay.

He then elbowed Lorraine and said in a low voice,

" So, is it true that you\'re a stripper?"

Lorraine glared at him in dissatisfaction.

"It\'s just collecting materials!

" Writers need inspiration. What do you know?"

At this moment.

Camela walked past the two of them leisurely.

She took out a gold coin from somewhere and twirled it around her thumb. Then, she firmly pinned it on Lorraine\'s belt.

"Dance for us."

Lorraine\'s face darkened.

"One gold coin is not enough!

"You have to pay more."

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Half an hour later.

In the underground space that was filled with a damp and rotten smell.

The group arrived at the end of the street.

They were already in the suburbs of Jade Capital City, far away from the core area. Therefore, the main structure of the roadside ruins had quietly changed.

From the elves living in the easily rotting treehouses.

It turned into many stone houses made of older and more durable materials.

" This is the area where the Trolls once lived. If I\'m not mistaken, that should be the Troll Empire\'s camp in the Jade Capital City."

After entering the stone house area.

Linden became unusually active. He introduced as he walked,

" Just like how Jade Vermilion has an entire Windchaser encampment in Jiliu City, the Troll Empire was at its peak in the past. It had its own encampment in the main cities of all major races and even had its own army stationed there. Its influence far surpassed any race or faction that came after it.

"Unfortunately, due to the curse of the gods, there are very few historical materials passed down from the Troll Empire. Only people like me who have the ability to listen to the echoes of the long river of history have the opportunity to see the scales and claws of the Troll Empire back then…"

Matthew listened to Linden\'s story patiently.

This person\'s face was indeed ugly, and the fantasy in his mind was more like a madman.

However, Matthew had to admit it.

He was a true historian.

Linden\'s perception and intelligence were both very high. In fact, only people with more than 15 points of intelligence had the chance to break through the puzzle and perceive the true history.

Matthew could even understand Linden\'s madness to a certain extent.

After all, history was a very unpopular subject in the continent of Aindor.

Other than Rolling Stone Town, there were no history classes in schools.

Archaeologists and history teachers were rare and strange existences in society.

When ordinary people heard the names of these two classes, they would even have to think about what they were for!

Usually.

These two classes would be part-time jobs for Mages.

Matthew was a good example.

And people like Linden, who had the ability to come into contact with history but didn\'t have the qualifications to become a mage, would have a very painful life.

They were the minority of the minority.

Because of the cognitive deviation from ordinary people, they were unable to integrate into normal society. Their minds were empty of useless knowledge, and madness was inevitable.

Under Linden\'s introduction.

The group passed through an area filled with stone pillars.

There were many murals carved on both sides.

The contents of the murals did not hide the Trolls \'admiration for penis and vagina.

" The god that the trolls worship is an ancient existence called Poole. Poole\'s spokesperson in the human world is the Troll Priest. The Priest controls all the religious rituals related to the gods.

" And in this series of rituals, the \'Ethereal Conclave\' that is held once a month is the most serious and solemn. It is also the most absurd to outsiders.

"Look, the content of this painting is the Ethereal Conclave.

"When the meeting was held, all the men and women of the clan would meet each other frankly and freely.

"Under the witness of the gods, their bodies and souls will become one, and they will share each other\'s beautiful bodies without selfish desires.

" Under the extreme worship of reproduction and the worship of gods, the trolls formed a hybrid rearing model with clans as the unit.

"The male trolls in every clan treat their children equally. They think that these are their children. This is extremely rare in the history of civilization of all races…

"Another characteristic of the Troll Empire is that the priest system did not affect the rise of the magic civilization. Under normal circumstances, such extreme worship of gods will hinder the development of society, and it is difficult to form a powerful magic civilization. However, the Troll Empire is different. I guess this has something to do with God Poole.

Although the gods deny the real existence of Poole, I believe that he does exist, and it is precisely because of his deliberate guidance. Only then could the Troll Empire magically develop a prominent magic civilization through the priest system..."

Linden continued to talk.

At this moment.

Stanley\'s brother-in-law suddenly interrupted,

"So what does this have to do with the treasure we\'re looking for?"

Linden said decisively,

"Of course!

"Do you know what you\'re looking for?

"I know! Let me tell you!"

As he spoke, he pointed to a mural beside him. The contents of the mural were similar to what Matthew and the others had seen on the stone wall.

There was a huge cylinder below.

Above it was a ring that was filled with an oppressive feeling.

The only difference was…

This mural was more complete, and Matthew could see the wider and smoother cross-section below the cylinder.

" The treasure that the green dragon entrusted us with is called \'Evil Crown.\'

" And in the Troll culture,\'crown\' is a very specific term. It accurately points to one thing, and that is the male Troll\'s penis, which is the cylinder below."

Linden pointed at the mural and explained,

" And what corresponds to the crown is the pattern above. It\'s also the ring that symbolizes the female Troll\'s vagina. Its technical term is \'Holy Grail.\'

"Look, the crown and the Holy Grail are a pair.

" So theoretically, with the Sin Crown, there is the Sin Holy Grail!

"They were originally one."

Hearing this.

Matthew\'s eyes suddenly flashed.

The Holy Grail of Sin?

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