Chapter 2049: 596, avoid defeat first, then seek victory!_2

“Are you intentionally draining my strength?”

A voice suddenly rang out behind Matthew.

Matthew turned around to look.

At some point, that unusually alluring and handsome young man had emerged from the tent, standing behind him.

A few seconds later.

Edmond methodically crawled out of the tent.

He tidied his mage robes as he crawled.

From the disordered aura of the other party, it wasn’t hard to judge.

The two must have engaged in a “friendly” exchange inside the tent.

What were those two discussing inside?

Matthew speculated without malice.

Meanwhile, the God of Luck instantly appeared before the Sage’s Hourglass.

Just as he grabbed the hourglass with one hand.

Time came to a halt.

Only Matthew could hear the God of Luck’s self-talk:

“Strange?”

“I distinctly felt someone was stealing my strength…”

“Someone actually dared to steal my energy within the Time Domain?”

The God of Luck’s gaze swept over the three present.

Although Matthew had anticipated this.

His eyes still innocently wide open.

Soon, the God of Luck dismissed the suspicion.

He released his grip.

The Sage’s Hourglass resumed its function.

Matthew unhesitatingly renewed his strength—

The same cycle of burying repeated itself.

The God of Luck frowned slightly.

After observing two rounds, he approached Matthew again, seemingly wanting to ask something.

Unexpectedly, Matthew preempted him:

“How did your conversation go?”

The God of Luck stared at him intently:

“Us? You mean Edmond?”

“Haha, the core of the conversation took only two minutes; the rest was just chatting about everyday stuff, you know, Edmond and I are somewhat acquainted—

Or rather, Edmond knows everyone who matters in the Star Realm Plane.”

“Two minutes?”

Matthew chuckled thoughtfully:

“Then you both talked pretty fast.”

The God of Luck blinked:

“Of course, time is life, I’ve always been swift.”

“How about I lend you two minutes, and we’ll chat in the tent?”

Matthew instantly declined:

“No, no need.”

Not to mention all the rumors about the God of Luck he heard from Isabelle.

Just the fact he proactively offered Matthew two minutes raised alarms.

If Matthew remembered correctly.

The last person to borrow time from the God of Luck was Rheager…

“Oh well, I guess you’re not interested in an old guy like me anyway.”

The God of Luck gave a pretentious smile, showing his white teeth, giving off a sinister vibe:

“So, how do you plan to deal with them?”

“Are you just going to drag it on and on? It doesn’t seem as simple as you think.”

“Need my help?”

Matthew shook his head again.

Don’t be ridiculous.

How could he let someone else take the opportunity to defeat Dania and Pale King Dickens?

That’s his advancement task!

For a moment.

Matthew even suspected the God of Luck intended to sabotage his advancement!

After being repeatedly declined by Matthew.

The God of Luck appeared uninterested.

His expression turned cold:

“Fine, looks like you don’t need my help or advice.”

“In that case, I’ll leave the stage to you all, after all, this is an internal struggle among necromancers, as long as you don’t cause a catastrophic mess, fight however you want!”

With that.

His mood suddenly changed, and he withdrew the Sage’s Hourglass!

Matthew exclaimed in surprise:

“Aren’t you worried now that we’ll fight and tear through the Arcane Wilderness?”

The God of Luck replied coldly:

“Time is the best remedy.”

“During those twenty-something cycles when you secretly stole my strength, this space has already completed the equilibrium of Ether and the repair of the material layer.”

“Of course, I’m still warning you, don’t overdo it!”

“If anyone breaks through the material layer here, I’ll make sure they’re the one to stay back and welcome the influx of Void Turbulence with their body!”

After delivering the warnings.

The God of Luck finally deactivated the effect of the Sage’s Hourglass.

Time jammed for a final moment.

Then quickly reset.

Matthew blinked.

Then shouted loudly:

“Bury!”

The familiar process continued.

The only new variable was the addition of a rousing shout—

This was an effect called “Preemptive Strike” that Matthew gained during his repetitive practice of the Bury ability while exploiting the glitch.

“Preemptive Strike: By shouting the name of the spell when casting, you can slightly increase the influence time of the Instant Cast spell, disrupt the enemy’s focus to a certain extent, and affect the speed of the enemy’s counter-magic spell use.”

And with the blessing of this effect.

The power of Bury seemed to grow stronger!

Matthew watched as the Calamity Grassman and the Great Wind Demon Dragon were effortlessly suppressed by the Pale Hand.

Then they dropped at a speed even faster than before.

In the blink of an eye.

Their massive bodies were already buried into the ground, which had turned into a cemetery.

“Is it really that smooth?”

The whole process was so simple that Matthew felt something was off.

If it were the Great Wind Demon Dragon.

Matthew could still feel a bit of resistance.

But the straw man that Danya transformed into seemed to have no resistance at all, and was directly buried underground by Matthew!

“Am I too skilled?”

“Or…”

“No!”

Matthew’s pupils constricted.

Seeing the straw man’s body about to be entirely buried underground.

Matthew finally realized what the problem was—

She wasn’t being passively buried underground by Matthew.

She was actively drilling into the graveyard Matthew had prepared for her!

“Domain: Grave”.

A terrifyingly powerful force of the domain surged forth.

Matthew actually lost control of this cemetery for a moment!

Even though it was only a brief instant.

It was enough for the Calamity Grassman to escape the suppression and influence of the “burial”.

The next second.

An unusual calm settled beneath the earth.

“Danya indeed had a countermeasure!”

Matthew was not too surprised.

His heart, if anything, felt more grounded.

After all, she’s a veteran legend, it would be strange if she had no trump cards at all.

For such situations.

Matthew had naturally prepared various contingency plans.

Suddenly, his figure began to blur—

“Ether Walker”

“Ran away!”

Matthew merged with the ether, trying to leave this location.

But just as he was about to escape successfully.

A cold, sticky force extended into the chaotic Sea of Ether and dragged Matthew, who had fused with the ether, out!

It was—

A gigantic wet tongue!

The end of the tongue was the previously motionless Great Wind Demon Dragon!

In its seemingly non-existent mouth, Matthew saw a fleeting outline of a gigantic Mummy.

“Legendary Ability: Mummy Tongue”!

In the blink of an eye.

Poison, plague, paralysis, instant death, aging… various negative energy checks assaulted Matthew’s entire body.

And the more terrifying scene followed.

Matthew felt a slight movement under his feet.

He quickly looked down.

Only to find that, at some point, the entire cemetery ground had become a part of the Calamity Grassman!

At this moment.

The grassman’s body was slowly emerging from the ground.

Her chest, adorned with countless tiny teeth, like a black hole, was now coldly aimed at Matthew.

“Give him to me!”

“I got him first!”

At this critical moment.

Danya and Dickens actually had a minor disagreement over who had the right to execute Matthew.

But it only lasted two seconds.

Soon, they reached an understanding—

Dickens, controlling the Mummy Tongue, quickly flung Matthew’s body towards the ground.

The grassman’s chest rose swiftly like a hill.

Countless teeth, tentacles, and tiny claws shot skyward from her chest.

They emitted joyful laughter.

Eagerly welcoming Matthew’s body!

“Forgotten?”

“The abilities you possess, I gave them to you.”

“Now, I demand your repayment!”

“Come back, return to my body, my dear…”

“Matthew!”

Danya laughed with a nightmarish tone.

Accompanied by her voice.

Matthew’s body actually began to stiffen.

That curse-like power was cooperating with the “Mummy Tongue” to fully suppress Matthew’s spells and abilities.

But at the crucial moment.

Matthew still made the most composed response:

“It wasn’t you who gifted it to me.”

“I took it.”

“Why should I repay something I’ve stolen?”

“Authority: Lord of the Tauren”!

The effects of the curse were instantly dispelled.

Matthew managed to cast an extremely critical spell—

“Tomorrow’s Withered Flower”!

And it was at a legendary level!

“Using that move again?”

“Can’t you do anything else?”

Danya sneered faintly.

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