The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1353 - 978, Deadlock_2

Chapter 1353: Chapter 978, Deadlock_2

"If you want to go out, be careful." Wu Heng added a reminder and continued, "In the next few days, I will handle affairs in the Yeko Kingdom, and then I will place you on the throne."

The Fifth Princess’s eyes narrowed.

There was excitement, fervor, yet also some hesitation and worry.

The complex expression changed on her face, and after a long while, she said, "I will listen to what you say, my lord."

"You don’t have to worry too much; I’ll call you after I get to Chelu, and then you can take the train here," Wu Heng said.

"Alright! I’ll be waiting for your news at any time." The Fifth Princess looked serious.

The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.

Wu Heng bid farewell to the ghosts and returned to his room to rest.

...

The next day, at the church.

Wu Heng and Wen Mansha went to the church together.

As reported by the ghosts yesterday, the entire church was crowded with humans and beastmen.

The priest was loudly reading the doctrine on a high platform, and the crowd below followed along, their voices rough, spreading outwards.

The side halls on both sides were rooms for prayer.

They were also lined up, waiting to present questions to the ’Divine Messenger’ in hopes of getting the answers they sought.

Wu Heng glanced at his faith.

[Faith: 727/50000]

The growth was indeed quite fast.

But these should be the faith provided by Gold and Silver Island, as the church here had just been established for two days, impossible to have such a dramatic effect.

Even brainwashing takes a few days.

Wen Mansha, standing beside him, softly said, "The eggs were procured from the beastman tribes, some tribes are good at raising poultry. I’ve also got news that some people take eggs from us and sell them, and eventually, they’ll return to our hands."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, this operation was something Gold and Silver Island hadn’t encountered.

The residents of Gold and Silver Island would basically take them back home for breakfast or lunch, and here they could even sell them back.

"Let’s maintain it like this for a few days and see how it goes," Wu Heng said.

Wen Mansha smiled, "Not many are selling them out, it shouldn’t be a problem."

"That’s good!" Wu Heng continued, "For the later churches, follow this model, and at that time, you’ll have to put in a bit more effort and keep an eye on things."

"What you say is what I should be doing, rest assured, focus on your matters," Wen Mansha leaned in closer and wrapped her arm around his.

"Let’s go back, I will be leaving this afternoon," Wu Heng said, wrapping an arm around her waist.

[Teleportation Technique] activated, his figure disappeared.

...

Afternoon, City Lord’s Mansion courtyard.

Princess ’Natalia’ brought over the [Faceless Mask], with a look of concern in her eyes, "My lord, please be safe."

"I will." Wu Heng smiled, patting her head, "When I don’t have the mask, just say the Second Prince went into hiding because of an assassination."

Natalia cautiously glanced at Wen Mansha and Andre Willow beside her. Seeing no change in them and their faces still flushed, she replied, "Rest assured, my lord, I’ve already made arrangements."

Wu Heng nodded.

Wen Mansha approached with the child in her arms, "Master, be careful on your journey. If things don’t go smoothly, you can return first, and we can discuss them again."

"Rest assured, I will call you then," Wu Heng gently kissed the foreheads of Wen Mansha and his daughter, then kissed Andre Willow, "I am leaving."

As they all stepped back, Wu Heng took out the [Train Captain’s Hat] and put it on his head.

The next second, the Phantom Train appeared.

Wu Heng waved goodbye again and boarded the train.

...

Imperial Council.

In the council hall, the glow stone chandelier cast a halo of light over the ancient oak round table.

Around the round table sat three figures.

The Minister of Finance, ’Altus,’ in a velvet robe with fine patterns on collar and cuffs, sat upright, the Military Commander ’Leona’ in a leather armored jacket, and the Chief Mage ’Vidian’ in a robe with a wooden staff in hand.

The three sat in silence around the round table, like three elders sunk into silence.

No matter how well-maintained they were, they were all already old, their faces full of wrinkles, as if they were the aging kingdom that had lost its former glory, already in its decline.

An uncontrollable decline.

Behind them, at a distance from the round table’s periphery, more than ten kingdom ministers attended the Imperial Council.

Once the last person took their seat, the hall doors were closed.

The Military Commander spoke first, "The Holy Court’s meaning is simple, even if it’s the kingdom’s last troop, they must die on the battlefield."

The Minister of Finance sighed slightly, "His Majesty is still young and lacks great determination."

"Continuing like this, the kingdom will be the first to collapse," the Chief Mage inhaled deeply and then exhaled, "We need to discuss how to end this battle to preserve more strength for the kingdom."

"Without His Majesty’s word, and the Holy Court watching closely, we can’t do much," said the Military Commander.

The Minister of Finance frowned, suppressing anger in his voice, "I still don’t understand why the Holy Court wants the kingdom’s army to persist in fighting, don’t they know it’s sending them to death?"

"At first, I didn’t understand either," the Chief Mage said, "but recently, I’ve seen newspapers from Gold and Silver Island and announcements issued by the headquarters everywhere, and suddenly I understood some things."

The veteran mage’s fingers rubbed the magic wand and continued, "Now there are two choices for Lundham City: one is to retreat and give up the captured land, but the kingdom’s army will still attack Lundham City, and the second is for the Skeleton Army to break into the Royal City and overthrow the entire kingdom."

"The Necromantic Army destroyed a kingdom and slaughtered the living. No matter the cause of the war, this is enough to charge Wu Heng with a war crime or anti-civilization crime, thereby forcing the association to intervene."

As soon as these words were spoken, the room instantly quieted down.

It meant sacrificing the lives of kingdom soldiers to ruin Wu Heng’s reputation.

In the long silence, everyone heard each other’s heartbeats and angry breaths.

Then suddenly, the officials behind began to speak emotionally.

"Does His Majesty not know about this? Why not find a way to stop it?"

"I think we can write to Wu Heng to explain our difficulties. Even if we are held accountable afterward, we can save some people."

"That won’t work; once the news leaks, the kingdom will be indecisive like a wallflower, and then both the Holy Court and Wu Heng will target the kingdom, making the situation even more difficult."

"What about the association? We can write to the association and have its leader intervene after so many people have died."

"Our human race lacks a leader!"

Mentioning the leader of the human race, everyone thought of Wu Heng again.

This professional who came out of the Yeko Kingdom clearly had the opportunity to stay in the Yeko Kingdom.

To become its hero.

Unfortunately, the kingdom’s repeated actions pushed him further and further away.

"Sigh~!"

Sighs sounded in unison.

...

Church.

The Archbishop sat on a luxurious chair, flipping through a book. After listening to his subordinates’ report, he smiled and said, "These guys are industrious, oh well, insignificant nobodies can’t change anything beyond complaining."

Before the Imperial Council was even over, the news had already reached here.

A young bishop slightly leaned forward and cautiously said, "If they unite with the Crown Prince to exert pressure..."

"Exert pressure?" The Archbishop chuckled, gently tapping the armrest with his fingertip, "Colluding with an evil cult, the death of the Netalee City Deacon, any of these accusations is enough to ruin him. Di Taliao doesn’t have the resolve to fight to the death or the capability."

The young bishop continued, "But about Wu Heng... if we really push him too hard."

The only concern was still regarding Wu Heng.

The threat of a hero was indeed too great.

"Both the headquarters and the Holy Hall have their eyes on Gold and Silver Island; he doesn’t dare come out," the Archbishop said confidently.

"Everyone says Wu Heng is incredibly smart. Do you think he might have some tricks up his sleeve?"

The Archbishop thought for a moment and then laughed, "It’s a deadlock!"

"Right now, it’s a deadlock. If Lundham City’s army retreats, they will be pressed step by step, and if they advance, they will become butchers, conclusively proving their evil profession."

"Even if he could summon heaven’s abilities, all he can do is admit defeat."