The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1296 - 952, Last Person_2

Chapter 1296: Chapter 952, Last Person_2

Wu Heng held the Bronze Spear and said coldly, "Saidu, this is the second Pope you’ve lost, aren’t you planning to avenge him? Let’s fight again. I’ll let you use one hand... still not daring? Then I’ll close my eyes, would that work?"

Saying that, he placed his left hand behind his back.

The Religious Leader’s eyelids twitched, his eyes filled with even more hatred, "Wu Heng, the thing I regret the most is letting you live till today and listening to those people from the association, not killing you immediately."

Wu Heng looked at him coldly, trying to speed up the healing of his body, but the injuries on his back were the most severe.

The wings needed time to recover, and the Special Item Flying Carpet was good for traveling, but it was difficult to exert its power in battle.

The Religious Leader squinted at his wings and said slowly: "It’s about time. I have to go to Gold and Silver Island. The residents there stand with you, so I’ll kill them all.

By the way, there’s the city north of Yeko Kingdom. I heard someone there even bore you a child. The church in Yeko Kingdom has already joined forces to send troops, and there should be results soon."

Then, he stopped speaking, transformed into golden light, and shot towards Gold and Silver Island.

"Shanshan!" Wu Heng shouted.

Splash~!

A gigantic skeleton with broken horns and arms rushed from afar underwater, burst out from the surface, flapping insect-like wings, skimming across the sea quickly. Wu Heng flipped onto the skeleton’s back, chasing the Religious Leader.

The Religious Leader’s face changed, turning to flee in the opposite direction.

"Damn... damn, damn it!"

...

Gold and Silver Island, dungeon.

A streak of morning light shot through a narrow window, dust floating slowly in the light.

The Flag-bearer squinted at the light, the chains clinking with a clatter, saying, "Even heroes face insurmountable gaps. Wu Heng might struggle to survive."

Andre Willow still sat opposite, holding a phone, raising her head with a calm expression, "But if it’s Master, I believe the victory will still be ours."

"Winning against the single orthodoxy that has lasted thousands of years? What are you thinking?" The Flag-bearer raised his voice, looking at Andre as if she were an uncivilized savage.

"With Master, it will definitely succeed." Andre Willow’s tone remained firm.

"Mad, the whole island is mad."

The Flag-bearer whispered.

...

Shanaela Mansion.

Shanaela walked down the stairs, where the dignitaries who had stayed all night were standing, everyone looking up at her.

According to yesterday’s arrangement, there should be results after a night had passed.

Seeing Shanaela not speaking, someone asked, "Elder Shanaila, the association’s ships have yet to dock, is there a delay?"

Shanaela hadn’t completely severed these people’s contact with the outside world, and some messages had still gotten through.

Yesterday, it was said that the association would mediate the conflict between both parties, and everyone else believed it.

But there hadn’t been any news from the association yet.

Shanaela calmly sat down nearby, saying, "Your information isn’t accurate enough. I received more precise news; the association’s ships have entered the Emerald Sea, and news should return soon."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Shanaela said.

"When can this matter be resolved?"

Shanaela continued, "Let’s wait until noon; then everyone can leave here."

Everyone exchanged glances and agreed, "Alright!"

...

Association, Steward’s Office.

Xi Ligui sat in a chair as Shi Yali came over to replace her teacup with fresh hot tea, "What flew up last night behind the island? Such a long tail flame."

Xi Ligui took a sip of the tea, "Probably his secret weapon. He always comes up with some strange things."

"It really looks like a mage’s spell." Shi Yali nodded somewhat in agreement, sitting beside her sister, speaking with a hint of worry, "No news has come back yet, could something have happened?"

Xi Ligui glared at her, "What are you talking about? Of course, nothing will happen."

"The Holy Court is so hateful now, even the association can’t suppress them." Shi Yali said angrily.

Originally, they didn’t have much animosity towards the Holy Court, not having much contact.

Ever since the Holy Court began focusing on Gold and Silver Island, things became increasingly difficult.

Even though Gold and Silver Island had no issues, the Holy Court kept coming to cause troubles, including establishing churches on the island, Church Knights storming dungeons, killing innocent civilians.

This entirely changed the sisters’ view of the Holy Court.

But they could only curse them secretly.

Shi Yali looked out the window, "Why hasn’t he come back yet?"

...

Between the sea and heaven, two beams of light streaked through the morning mist.

The Religious Leader’s Holy Robe was tattered, each breath carrying a bloody scent.

With peripheral vision, he saw the silhouette on the skeleton behind him, teeth gritting loudly, "Wu Heng, you’ve gone insane. If we keep fighting, we’ll only both end up seriously injured."

His response was a Water Arrow piercing through the waves.

Wu Heng sat on Skull Shanshan’s back, his charred skin healing at an eye-visible speed.

Beside him, Skeleton Tiao Tiao also flapped wings and followed, with a short sword in a single remaining arm.

With a slight tap of the Bronze Spear, countless Water Blades rose from the sea surface.

Saidu turned in panic, the Holy Sword slicing out a hundred-meter light blade.

Skull Shanshan made a sharp turn, skimming past the light blade, the blading wind digging a deep trench in the sea.

Wu Heng shouted, "Dignified Religious Hero, now you’re running like a stray dog, aren’t you ashamed?"

"You have no shame, does the Holy Court have no shame? If the Holy Court doesn’t, shouldn’t...that thing up there not either?"

Lilith had mentioned avoiding such words, so the term was temporarily changed.

To prevent any sudden incidents at this time.

"You treacherous rebel." The Religious Leader cursed loudly.

Teeth biting so hard blood oozed out, speeding up again.

Wu Heng’s damaged skin also began healing, just thinking of words to continue insulting him.

The Three Ghosts caught up from behind.

Glenda said, "We devoured the Pope’s Soul, and our condition has improved a lot."

Bella floated to the other side, "Wu Heng, how’s your condition?"

"I’m fine, just some superficial wounds, they’re recovering." Wu Heng saw the Three Ghosts in good condition and felt reassured.

Xiao Xiao clung to his back, with a tearful tone, "Uncle, are you hurt? You can’t die, I just got a dad!"

"I said they’re just superficial wounds." Wu Heng continued, "I’m a hero; Xiao Xiao, don’t worry, I’ll be fine soon."

"Okay, okay! Good to hear." Xiao Xiao nodded.

Though somewhat tragic, the current situation was still pretty good.

The Three Ghosts weren’t in danger, the two Level 20 Skeletons hadn’t suffered losses, and broken bones could be reattached later.

As long as they weren’t dead, the problem wasn’t huge.

Not sure how Gold and Silver Island is?

Philippa was usually more lively, but she always did well with tasks assigned to her.

Relying on the Emerald Sand Table was like having a god’s-eye view in a game.

Handling the approaching fleets shouldn’t be a problem.

But now I can’t go back, the most important thing is to kill the Religious Leader ahead.

Just don’t believe the Holy Court heroes have many left for him to kill.

"There’s an association’s ship!" Bella suddenly shouted.

Far away, a fleet cut through the waves, association flags fluttering proudly on the masts.

Saidu erupted with laughter of survival, charging at the fleet with burning life, "Stop him, he’s gone mad..."

With a shout, he instantly attracted the crew’s attention.

Focusing toward the distant end, they saw several silhouettes quickly approaching as if in pursuit.

As they got closer, able to see the shapes clearly.

All showed shock and disbelief.

The Religious Leader, his Holy Robe stained with blood, flying this way, and closely behind several relentless figures.

This... what’s going on?

Isn’t the association coming to stop the Holy Court and save Wu Heng?

Why is the Religious Leader fleeing?

Where is the Holy Court’s fleet?