The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1288 - 948, Come Out and Face Death_2

Chapter 1288: Chapter 948, Come Out and Face Death_2

At this moment, it felt like recovering from a severe illness, the whole body weak, but the mind was exceptionally clear.

"Wu Heng, how does it feel?"

"Is there any discomfort?"

"What’s that smell?"

Wu Heng didn’t answer but slowly stood up and took a deep breath.

He directly took off his shirt.

Whoosh—!

A pair of pitch-black fleshy wings suddenly unfolded from his back, with wide wing membranes like those of a bat, and bony ridges glistening with a metallic sheen under the candlelight.

"It worked!" Wu Heng said, smiling, "Cool, right?"

"Wow! Uncle, you look so cool!" Xiao Xiao excitedly circled him, then tilted her head and asked, "Uncle, are you going to suck blood?"

"No need." Wu Heng chuckled.

Glenda curiously asked, "Just like that? You instantly gained the abilities of the Blood Clan?"

"Isn’t that a bit exaggerated!" Bella added.

Knowing the superpowers, they didn’t expect to grasp the Blood Clan’s greatest trait so easily.

It felt like Wu Heng had casually gained the top abilities of a whole race.

With a thought, Wu Heng’s fleshy wings retracted into his body like an illusion, his back skin returning to normal, with no sign of any anomaly.

The Blood Clan’s wings differ from the insect wings of the Zombie rhinoceros beetle, they appear more like some kind of "mimicry" ability, free to retract and extend.

After confirming there were no issues with the superpower effects, Wu Heng’s gaze returned to the sand table, growing sharper, "I plan to set the battlefield at sea."

"But they are too scattered." Glenda calmly analyzed, "If you deal with the Holy Hall fleet, other fleets will attack Gold and Silver Island."

"The defenses of Gold and Silver Island are sufficient to handle those landing attempts." Wu Heng replied solemnly.

...

After discussing with the Ghosts, Wu Heng walked downstairs while calling ’Mackintosh’.

In the hall, Mini and Annette were discussing the daily training plan.

"Mini, have everyone come over for a while." Wu Heng stood at the stairway and said.

"Yes, Master!" Mini ran to the training room to call the others.

Before long, Shanela, Philippa, and the others came out of the training room.

Shanela’s hair tips were still dripping with sweat, she wiped it casually with a towel and asked, "Any news from The Holy Court?"

Wu Heng motioned for everyone to sit down and said, "The Holy Hall fleet has arrived."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze.

Even though they had long prepared for this, hearing that The Holy Court had truly arrived still made everyone tense.

"Is the information reliable?" Shanela asked in a deep voice.

Wu Heng did not answer but directly took out the Emerald Sand Table and gently placed it on the table.

The surface of the sand table emitted a faint light, instantly unfolding into a three-dimensional sea map with waves rippling and ships sailing on it.

"This is a special item I seized from the pirates. It reflects the movements of all ships on the Emerald Sea." Wu Heng explained.

"So many?!" Shanela’s pupils contracted suddenly.

"This time The Holy Court is launching a Holy War." Wu Heng’s voice was serious, "If we lose, there won’t be a single survivor on the entire island."

Everyone’s faces grew uglier.

"What are you planning to do?" Shanela took a deep breath and asked.

Wu Heng said, "Wait a bit, Mackintosh will be here soon, I’ll assign tasks after he arrives."

"Okay!" Shanela nodded.

After a brief discussion among the women, Mackintosh hurried in from outside, "Sir, Elder Shanela...."

"Take a seat. The Holy Hall fleet has arrived. I’m going to assign your tasks now," said Wu Heng.

Mackintosh sat opposite and glanced at the sand table.

Wu Heng continued, "My plan is to take the initiative, engaging them before they reach Emerald Sea."

"Too dangerous!" Shanela gently interrupted, "They dare to come so openly, they must be prepared. Relying on the island’s fortifications, we at least have an advantage. Why go out?"

Andre Willow also urged eagerly, "Master, I think Sister Shanela is right, the island’s defenses can provide some effect."

"I’m confident in defeating them this way." Wu Heng looked at Philippa, "Philippa, I’ll leave the sand table to you. Command the ships via radio. Should be no problem, right?"

"Leave it to me, absolutely no problem!" Philippa said with confidence.

"That’s the plan for now. Use the ticket to leave if there’s danger, understood?" Wu Heng scanned the group.

"Understood!" The women responded in unison, their eyes shifting from fear to determination.

Everyone went to prepare, and Wu Heng made a quick call to Xi Ligui, giving simple instructions.

Then used the Teleportation Technique to leave.

...

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the sea.

Wu Heng was riding a flying carpet, his robe fluttering in the sea breeze.

Previously, he had considered maintaining a façade of peace under the mediation of the association.

But now it seems The Holy Court had been waiting for an opportune moment.

The death of the female priest gave The Holy Court an excuse to act against him, marking an irreconcilable conflict.

Unless they were thoroughly defeated and frightened, The Holy Court would never stop.

Nor could he peacefully develop his sect.

This battle had to be fought, and it had to be fought fiercely.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao flew back from the front, "Uncle, I can see the fleet now, there are more than we saw before."

At the junction of the sea and sky, numerous black dots slowly appeared.

The central ship with its gold glistening in the sunset, exceedingly conspicuous.

"Let’s give them a round first!" Bella suggested from the side.

Wu Heng nodded, casually waving to his side, the Mansion Skill opened mid-air beside him, revealing an electromagnetic cannon and two 20-level skeletons, Shanshan and Tiao Tiao.

The remaining 20-level skeletons were stationed at Gold and Silver Island. If The Holy Court prematurely deployed high-level professionals to the island, the skeletons would have the strength to cope.

"Aim at the central flagship." Wu Heng ordered.

The cannon had already been loaded, and the barrel slowly adjusted its angle under mechanical drive.

Once the angle was set.

He continued to release the Summon Arrow Rain skill.

"Aimed, ready to fire anytime." Wu Heng said.

Boom~!

The deafening roar tore through the sky, the projectile shot out, splitting into countless shells mid-flight.

Shooting towards the distant fleet.

...

Holy Hall Fleet.

Inside the Golden Throne Ship, the new Pope and Religious Leader sat side by side at the highest throne.

The illuminating stone chandelier swayed with the ship, casting their shadows on the mural depicting The Holy Court’s glory.

"How much longer?" The Pope’s deep voice resounded.

Below, among the many high-level clergy, an Archbishop reported in a solemn voice, "Your Holiness, we should see Gold and Silver Island in about two days."

"What about the fleet?" the Pope continued to ask.

The Archbishop replied, "As per your orders, all church battleships along the route have merged with the fleet."

The Pope’s slender fingers gently tapped the armrest.

When news of the previous Pope’s death on that remote island reached the Holy City, it was shaken to its core.

This time, two hero-level powerhouses had launched a Holy War, Gold and Silver Island had to disappear.

The Pope slightly nodded, "Any news from Gold and Silver Island?"

The Archbishop in charge of intelligence stepped forward, "No information has come out, nor have any merchant ships passed, Gold and Silver Island should have closed the port."

The Pope glanced at the Religious Leader beside him, "Any news from the association?"

The Religious Leader looked up, "Nothing, settle this quickly before the association reacts, make Gold and Silver Island disappear."

The Pope withdrew his gaze, saying to those below, "Fleet, full speed ahead, take Gold and Silver Island."

"As you command!"

Just as everyone responded in unison, the Pope and Religious Leader suddenly looked up, their golden pupils sharply contracting.

Almost simultaneously, the entire battleship violently shook!

Boom~!

In the deafening explosion, the ship’s body seemed to be lifted off.

Glass shattered, everyone was thrown into the air, and debris flew about the cabin.

Amidst the chaos, before anyone could recover.

A thunderous voice penetrated through the hull and reached everyone’s ears.

"Come out and face your death!"

In the dizzying chaos, a thought flashed in the minds of all clergy members simultaneously.

Wu Heng had come.

The heretic who should have been cowering on the island had actually attacked them head-on.