I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

"If only the zombies could learn the arsonist's skills."

He thought, somewhat unsatisfied.

" Or, will turning an arsonist into a zombie inherit the skills from when he was alive?"

He realized that his thoughts were becoming more and more devilish.

Matthew hurriedly interrupted his thoughts.

It was better to plant a few more pine trees to calm down!

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Mid-September.

In the evening.

In the workshop of the cemetery, Matthew quickly closed a beautifully written envelope and revealed a thoughtful expression.

This was the latest letter from Beanna.

This girl's writing style was not bad, and the letter gave people a pleasant and satisfying feeling when they read it.

The little interesting things in life, the little troubles in her studies, and the various things that happened when she socialized with the elves... These scenes were vivid in her description.

It was as if it was unfolding in front of Matthew.

Matthew realized that he liked reading Beanna's letters.

The content of the letter was very different from the previous few times.

The difference was that…

Matthew noticed that Beanna had gradually adapted to life in Jade Court.

She no longer complained about the setbacks in her life. Instead, she paid more attention to the little things that happened around her that were worth being happy about.

Facing the pursuit of General Tarani, she seemed more and more at ease.

The discrimination of the elves became a form of motivation for her. She became more hardworking and outstanding.

She would even use this to protect herself.

After all, there were quite a number of Wood Elves who believed that discrimination against humans should be stopped.

She had made quite a few wood elf friends through some clumsy methods and a little narrow-mindedness.

Even though they might not be close to each other, the young girl's path of learning in Jade Court was no longer as bumpy as it was at the beginning.

She could already communicate with people in the standard elven language.

In a professional class.

She had also learned some magic and sword skills. Although her results were still lower than her peers, her attitude was better than before.

In her own words.

In the process of working hard, there was a moment when she suddenly felt that the goal of the Elven Sword Chant was no longer unattainable.

Even though it would be very hard for her to do so, she had already seen the way.

Matthew was very pleased with Beanna's change.

After being separated for half a year, Matthew had almost forgotten what she looked like. He could only vaguely recall the embarrassment she had when she confessed to him at his door that day.

Compared to her back then.

Beanna had grown too much.

Matthew was happy for her.

Thinking of this.

He picked up his pen and began to write a reply.

It was written on three large pages.

After he finished writing.

Matthew instinctively wanted to fold it and put it in an envelope, then send it to the town tomorrow to be delivered by the postman.

But very quickly.

He couldn't help but laugh,

"I almost forgot that I'm already at the fourth tier.

"I can summon an undead message envoy now!"

Messenger.

This was actually a name for a rather unstable group.

However, in the narrow sense of spells.

Mages who were proficient in transformation spells could summon a messenger at Tier 2.

Meanwhile, ordinary Mages could summon ordinary messengers at Tier 3.

It wasn't that Matthew hadn't considered it before.

However, the quality of ordinary messengers was average, and they could not even compare to the druids' animal companions.

The messenger summoned by these spells had a high chance of being killed halfway.

When the letter was exposed, it would be fine if it was leaked, but it would be bad if there were any confidential content.

Therefore, Matthew had never learned the spell to summon a messenger.

He was waiting for him to advance to the fourth tier.

Necromancers after grade 4 could learn a spell called Undead Messenger.

This spell usually summoned high-level undead units, which had extremely strong concealment abilities.

This spell was not difficult to learn.

Matthew only took a day to finish it.

The next afternoon.

Matthew stood at the edge of a magic array and began to chant a spell to summon a messenger.

Due to his previous experience in summoning mounts.

This time, Matthew chose to summon it anonymously.

He had no choice.

His legend level was too high.

If he summoned it with his real name, he might attract some evil spirits.

He could only try his luck anonymously.

Not long after.

A faint light lit up on the array.

Thrust!

It sounded like a plastic film being torn.

A burly figure appeared in the centre of the magic array.

Matthew's eyes widened.

It was a Tauren…Spectre?

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[Hint: You have used the spell 'Undead Messenger'!]

"The Tauren spirit Sanger answered your call and came here!"

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"I didn't expect that I would be so fated with the Tauren."

Matthew laughed at himself.

Tauren had become extinct these days, and they were rare even in the Underworld. Yet, there was actually a Tauren spirit who had come to apply for his messenger.

Matthew even suspected that the Tauren Domain had an effect on this!

He sized up the Tauren in front of him.

As an Undead Creature…

The quality of Tauren's soul was quite high.

Matthew even felt that he was more like a living thing!

This guy named Sanger was quite eye-catching.

Most importantly, he was completely naked.

Only the mysterious triangle at his waist was wrapped in a white loincloth.

" Hello, I'm Sanger, the fastest Tauren in the world. I love running, so much so that I don't feel tired when I run.

"When I was still a living Tauren, I accidentally entered the Underworld because I was running crazily. In the end, I became what I am now. They call me an elite spirit, meaning an especially strong soul.

"In short, I'm very satisfied with myself now. Look at my abs and my thighs. Hmm, do you want me to open the loincloth?"

Sanger introduced himself enthusiastically.

Matthew quickly stopped him.

"No need.

" I'm just looking for a suitable messenger. If you're competent, that would be great."

Sanger said kindly,

"Of course, I'm willing to be your partner. You're the type I like."

Matthew almost nodded, but then he quivered.

" Wait!?

"I'm looking for a messenger, not a partner!"

Matthew reminded him seriously.

Sanger said in astonishment,

"Damn it, did I take the wrong lap?

" Shouldn't the teleportation circle just now lead to the 'Underworld Creatures Partner Exchange Club'?"

Matthew took a closer look and felt a headache.

Thus, he frowned.

"I'm sorry, you might have gone the wrong way. Please go back."

Sanger sighed.

" Looks like I've come to the wrong place. It's a pity. I heard from the grapevine that the famous Viscount Fan will also appear at the club today.

"It's too late to go back now!

"In short, I'm sorry. I'm not the messenger you're looking for, but if you have..."

He was interrupted by Matthew.

"I don't. Please go back."

Matthew pointed at the teleportation array.

Who knew that Matthew's words would trigger Sanger's rebellious thoughts?

" Hey, Mage, what's with your attitude?!

"Do you think I'm not qualified to be a messenger? You're underestimating me! I'm the fastest creature in the Underworld. Even the fastest Wings of Dusk can't run as fast as me!

" I've changed my mind now. I'm here to apply for the position of messenger. Tell me what you want!"

Matthew was both angry and amused.

The brains of the Tauren spirit were also novel.

Just as he was about to say something to send the other party away.

Peggy's voice suddenly came from outside the room.

"Matthew, what are we eating tonight?"

She walked in.

He saw Peggy.

In the next second.

The Tauren spirit suddenly knelt down.

"High, High Priestess?

"How did you become like this?"

Matthew and Peggy looked at the Tauren spirit in shock.

The latter was an Underworld creature.

At this moment, tears were streaming down his face.

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