The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1308 - 958, Ballad_2

Chapter 1308: Chapter 958, Ballad_2

Shanaela still wanted to rest, but soon melted into the kiss, responding gently and softly.

When they separated, her breath was a bit erratic, "What hardship do I have?"

Wu Heng’s hand slipped under the hem of her nightgown, his palm tracing her back’s curve: "With you all here, I dare to make a bold move."

Shanaela suddenly turned over and pressed him down, her long hair falling like a waterfall, "Your conflict with The Holy Court is escalating, I want to move the business district to the side of Netalee City to reduce the impact caused by the conflict with The Holy Court."

Wu Heng held onto her waist and said, "Let’s wait a bit longer, the Crown Prince of the Yeko Kingdom is also cooperating with The Holy Court to send troops, let’s observe the situation before making any plans."

"The Yeko Kingdom has sent troops?" Shanaela’s eyebrows furrowed.

"No worries, we have already pushed The Holy Court back, the rest are all small matters." Wu Heng said, flipping over to envelop her in the shadows.

The words vanished amidst the tangled breaths.

...

The next day, at the Golden Sail Tavern.

"That Religious Leader, Saidu laughed wildly! Wu Heng! Don’t you proclaim yourself as righteous? Aren’t you supposed to protect this island?"

"Today, I will let you watch this island disappear with your own eyes, the people on this island will die because of you."

On stage, the bard’s voice suddenly rose high, mimicking the malicious expression of the Religious Leader.

Curses erupted from the audience below.

This Religious Leader really does not act like a leader.

Unable to defeat Lord Island Master Wu Heng, he actually wanted to retaliate using the lives of ordinary professionals on the island.

How is he any different from those gang robbers?

The bard let the angry curses continue, suddenly shifting his tone to one that was urgent and high-pitched, "At this very moment! The sky resounds with the thunderous beating of bone wings! The Island Master’s skeleton attendant flaps its wings flying in, carrying the Lord Island Master chasing after!"

"Saidu’s face changed as he turned to escape, looking like a stray dog chased by a Sea Demon biting at its behind!"

"But how could the Island Master let him get away? Pursuing him relentlessly, the waves became swords, the wild wind became blades, and by the time he reached the association’s fleet, his body was shattered by the Island Master, transforming into a Ghost and sheltered by the association’s people."

A soft sigh, "Ah~! It’s a pity just missed by a step, otherwise the Island Master fighting two heroes alone would be the number one of the present."

Voices of discussion rose from the crowd, and the tavern was filled with noise.

Then, the bard picked up the lyre, and with a melodious tune, began to sing softly.

"Look! The cross of the white robe covering the sunrise,

In the hymns, the clamor of iron hooves hides!

They say ’heretics should be buried in the waves,’

Yet they use torches to ignite the fishermen’s granaries!"

"The Inquisitor’s sword is stained with children’s tears,

The Cardinal counts Gold Coins and lies!

They say ’This is the will of the Divine Spirits!’

Yet even the waves are spitting upon this filthy Scepter!"

"From the Gold and Silver Island comes a thunderous resonance,

Rocks burst with emerald-colored light!

He steps on the waves as though he descends on a star ring,

Left hand holding a golden disk, right hand a life-giving Scepter."

"He says ’My island does not kneel to false gods,’ he says ’My people are my heart’!"

...

The melodious singing spread out of the tavern, fishermen and children passing by joined in singing.

Though always known that Lord Island Master Wu Heng was an exceptionally talented prodigy, no one expected him to face the entire army of The Holy Court alone, alongside two heroes.

Moreover, having killed one Pope, another Religious Leader’s body was also destroyed, only the Soul was barely saved by the association’s team.

Sss~!

Lord Island Master is too formidable.

In the corner of the tavern, several merchant-dressed outsiders had pale faces.

Among them, a tall and thin man with gold-rimmed glasses had his wine glass already tilted, amber-colored wine soaking his expensive robe.

"Did they not say... the association mediated?" His throat tightened, voice squeezing out between his teeth.

His companion beside him tightly clutched today’s "Gold and Silver Island Express", its front page boldly featuring: [Holy War Defeated! The Holy Court fleet sunk in the Emerald Sea, Religious Leader’s body obliterated!].

The accompanying picture was of the burning wreckage of warships in the distant sea, black smoke coiling like a giant snake across the sky.

"That Shanaela..." The merchant cursed from between his teeth, "Yesterday she still said the situation was controllable..."

"No! We can’t stay on the island any longer, let’s leave quickly." Someone stood up abruptly.

Several people awoke as if from a dream and jumped up, overturning tables and chairs as they left the tavern.

On the street, the salty wet sea breeze suddenly became biting cold.

"Quick! To the docks!"

"Where are there ships now?"

"Rent! Buy! Whatever, damn it, just do it!"

They sprinted to the port, stumbling as they rushed to the ticket office, not forgetting to grab the last few newspapers from the basket of the nearby newsboy.

When they return with them, the content would be shocking to everyone.

...

Association, Steward’s Office.

Shi Yali burst through the door and placed the newspaper in front of Xi Ligui, "Now the whole street is singing this, the Holy Court’s reputation is now truly notorious."

Xi Ligui put down the pen and glanced at the catchy lyrics, "It’s spread across the entire island just this morning?"

"It’s quite simple, now even the kids can hum a few lines." Shi Yali leaned on the bookshelf and picked a grape from the fruit plate, popping it into her mouth.

Xi Ligui took a look at the content, raising an eyebrow.

There was a banquet held just last night.

And now there’s already a song out?

The speed is indeed quite fast.

"Too aggressive, the Holy Court won’t let this slide easily."

Historically, the Holy Court’s image has been quite dominant.

Unlike the association’s dominance, they are obsessed with reputation and faith, and won’t allow such information to spread outside.

Gold and Silver Island and the Holy Court have a surface-level peace, even the previous Pope’s death wasn’t announced publicly.

This time, it was directly printed into newspapers, and these newspapers will be distributed all over the Emerald Sea, including the headquarters over there.

By then, everyone will know about this matter with the Holy Court, I’m afraid it will be a fight to the death.

Shi Yali spat out the grape seed, precisely landing it into the trash can: "What are you afraid of? Wu Heng dared to publish it, which means he has confidence."

Xi Ligui thought it made sense too, nodding in agreement, then asked, "How is it over at Erinnoel’s side?"

Erinnoel is the local flag-bearer’s name, previously imprisoned by Andre Willow.

Shi Yali said, "Released this morning, hasn’t left the study room since."

"He’ll be transferred back in a few days, so no need to worry about him." Xi Ligui continued, "Wu Heng is still giving the elves face, merely having him transferred."

"That’s also giving face to the two leaders over at the headquarters." Shi Yali added.

Xi Ligui ’hmm’-ed in agreement, then said, "Go check on him, make sure nothing unexpected happens."

"Okay!"

...

The Flag-bearer’s Study.

Sunlight penetrated through the sheer curtain, casting a pale shadow on the desk.

Erinnoel stared blankly at the newspaper in his hands, his eyes filled with incredulity.

Wu Heng won!

Moreover, he single-handedly defeated two heroes.

As a level 19 Sword Master of the Elf Race, he knew better than other professionals about the chasm between heroes and ordinary professionals.

It wasn’t just a difference in attributes, but an overwhelming superiority in life’s hierarchy.

Yet, Wu Heng, who had only recently ascended to hero status for a few months, managed to challenge two and even killed one!

Previously, in the dungeon, he had been calm, thinking Wu Heng wouldn’t win.

But now it’s different, Wu Heng returned, and he couldn’t escape.

If he dared to kill even heroes, what more himself.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

As long as some artifacts are used to interrogate, he surely wouldn’t survive.

Knock knock~!

The knock on the door sounded like a death knell.

Erinnoel stood up abruptly, his chair screeching against the floor.

"Has it still come to this!" Erinnoel sneered bitterly, drawing his sword.

The blade pressed against his neck, reflecting throbbing blood vessels.

To die now, at least would be more dignified.

"Lord Erinnoel." Shi Yali’s voice came, "The steward wants to discuss the transfer order with you."

Transfer order?

Clang~!

The longsword fell onto the carpet, Erinnoel’s eyes glazed over.

This was letting him go... not planning to kill him.

"I understand, I’ll come right away." Erinnoel replied in a hoarse voice, taking an elixir to heal his wound.

Outside the door, footsteps gradually faded away.

Erinnoel sat back on the chair, waiting for his wound to heal, changed his clothes, and opened the door to leave.

...

Island Lord’s Mansion.

Wu Heng lay back on the recliner, frowning slightly at his phone.

Lilith’s calls couldn’t get through, and the messages sent had no reply.

This gave him an ominous feeling.

"Can’t be!"

"If I can’t win, surely I can run away, right?"