The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1442 - 1018: Training Two Heroes

Chapter 1442: Chapter 1018: Training Two Heroes

The steel walls were covered with sun totems, reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight.

Skewed lines looked like a child’s graffiti, yet it exuded a bizarre sense of fervor.

"This is too exaggerated!" Xiao Xiao struck a superhero flying pose, gazing at the wall almost completely covered in graffiti, "They’ve turned this place into a giant light bulb."

Bella glanced as well, "That’s quite apt."

Wu Heng did not join the conversation, gently tapped Skull Shanshan’s shoulder bone, and Shanshan’s insect wings accelerated their flapping, shooting towards the wall.

The four ghosts stopped their chatter and accelerated to catch up.

Through the whistling wind, the guards on the wall finally noticed the rapidly approaching target.

"Missile incoming!" someone automatically shouted out.

"It’s not a missile, it’s a huge bug."

"It’s a monster, open fire! Quick, open fire."

Amidst the chaos, someone clearly identified the target and loudly gave orders.

In the midst of fear and panic, the sound of safety catches being released rang out in unison.

Bang bang bang~!

No warnings, no negotiations, bullets rained down like a storm.

Wu Heng raised his hand, a crystalline water curtain condensed out of thin air.

The bullets entered the water curtain, as if sinking into sticky gelatin, their speed suddenly slowed, finally suspended in mid-air, floating within the water curtain.

The people on the wall stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before them.

"Super, superpowered man!"

"Damn it!"

The crowd whispered among themselves, frantically changing bullets in their hands.

They didn’t wait for the muzzles to rise again.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

The water curtain in the sky suddenly shattered, transforming into countless water droplets pelting towards the wall.

Bang bang bang~!

The water droplets struck the wall like sharp arrows, as dust and smoke rose, the gunfire abruptly ceased.

Skull Shanshan landed on the wall, and Wu Heng leaped down from its back, below him were dead guards, even if they wore some protective gear, they were riddled by the water droplets like sieves.

Meanwhile, within the base, the gunfire attracted the attention of others.

Amidst the noise and chaos, hundreds of people rushed out from the buildings within the base, holding various weapons, among them women and children could be seen.

The crowd rushed out in disarray, looking at the wall and pausing, it wasn’t a horde of corpses, nor the military, but a young man in black leather armor with peculiar white skeleton alongside him.

A skeleton that could stand and move.

Yama Hall! King Yama?

Whirring sounds could be heard as the crowd started to move, pushing women and children to the front, forming a human wall.

Wu Heng turned his gaze towards a few people behind, scanning over them, locking onto a middle-aged man wearing glasses, dressed in robes, with a necklace bearing a sun’s grace on his chest.

"Are you the bishop of the Sun Sect?"

The man’s complexion changed, suddenly shouting in a hoarse voice, "Kill him! He carries the zombie virus! He’ll infect everyone!"

The sound of safety catches being released was particularly harsh once again.

"Make them quiet down," Wu Heng said.

The Lady rushed into the crowd, and wherever she passed, people fell like cut wheat, in the blink of an eye, the entire area was filled only with the sound of rising and falling snores.

The glasses man also fell back, but at the moment of falling, Skull Shanshan leaped down, its bony claws gripping the middle-aged man’s shoulder like iron pincers, bringing him back to the wall.

The pain ripped him from his dream, "What are you going to do...?"

Before he could finish, a single water droplet precisely pierced through his heart.

The man widened his eyes, slowly collapsing.

As the man died, Wu Heng raised his hand and released [Communicate with the Dead].

The corpse suddenly sat up, its cloudy eyes looking this way.

Wu Heng asked, "Is the Sun Sect truly divine, or was it built to deceive people?"

"The Divine Spirits truly exist, they guide my path, saving beings in peril." The corpse’s voice was dry yet firm.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow.

He really was a believer.

The corpse’s response would express what it consciously believed to be true.

This means he indeed believed the Divine Spirits existed.

Glenda said, "Ask him where he first encountered the god."

Wu Heng asked, "How did you encounter the Divine Spirits, or learn of their existence?"

The corpse replied, "I saw divine revelation in a dream."

The information Li Yahong provided mentioned the other party receiving divine revelation in a dream.

This point seems to be true.

"Did you see the appearance of the Divine Spirits?"

"I did not see their appearance, but I listened to the teachings and saw their symbols and emblems!"

Wu Heng thought of asking, how did you know it was the Divine Spirits if you didn’t see them?

But such questions held little value.

Then he asked, "Can you proactively contact the Divine Spirits?"

The corpse replied, "No... I can only hear some voices."

Last question.

"Besides you, has anyone else had this dream and received so-called divine revelation?"

The corpse answered, "Not yet."

The five questions concluded.

The corpse fell back to the ground with a thud.

Xiao Xiao flew around the corpse in a circle, "He can’t be taking his dreams as reality, could he?"

Glenda said, "If it was just a dream, it’s unlikely the patterns drawn would resemble the Holy Court’s so closely."

"Then he’s too naive." Xiao Xiao still wasn’t convinced.

Wu Heng glanced at the surrounding corpses, and the others sleeping.

He said, "Search the base for anything of value, I’ll make a call to the airport side earlier, let them send someone to take over here."

"Alright!" the four ghosts replied, scattering.

Wu Heng picked up the phone, dialing the number he had memorized earlier.

After a brief conversation, he asked the other party to send the military over.

He hung up the phone.