Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Come to my place when you have time

 When the sky is slightly bright.

　　Deacon Yazd rushed back with a team of three professionals.

 When he saw the body covered with blood and covered with white cloth, his face became unusually gloomy.

 He was led out of the city like a clown, and then the professional hall was almost brought to a boil.

 Not to mention the loss this time, the fact that this incident happened was also a stain on his deacon career.

 Deacon's study.

 “What are the casualties?” Yazd asked, leaning on crutches and taking a deep breath.

Ardeacon Slater sat on the sofa and stroked the obedient leopard, "What do you want?"

 “Slater, I don't have time to joke with you.”

"Three people were injured. Those who entered the Professional Association can be determined to be members of the Divine Punishment Sect. One of them is the elder 'Bawudong', and there are seven members of the Divine Punishment Sect. At present, two of the seven are members of the Divine Punishment Sect. The backbone of the church." Slater said softly after investigating the situation.

Yazid frowned, "Three of them were just injured?"

 “Are you disappointed?”

"You know that's not what I meant." Yazd had some doubts and surprise on his face, and continued: "You mean, the three people from the fourth team killed eight people from the God's Punishment Cult? Among them was Ba Wudong?”

Slater raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm surprised too, but that's the fact. Bawudong was beheaded by Altluk's sword."

Yazid was still speechless in surprise.

 As if deducing the whole thing.

 The guards and three professional teams worked together to encircle and suppress the elders of the Divine Punishment Sect.

He was killed by the newly formed team, which was still a team of only three people.

Then they spent so much effort and were led out of the city. Wouldn't this series of operations become a joke?

 “Hey~! It seems that I am really old.”

Slater continued: "Where did you recruit that kid?"

"Who?" Yazd reacted immediately, "Oh, Wu Heng, why did he do anything special this time?"

Slater smiled, stood up and dusted off his clothes, "Just ask, you are lucky, you have recruited a good little guy this time."

"Yeah?"

Slater continued: "By the way, you don't have to wait for the first and second teams to be vacant. Let's transfer Yuri to the fourth team."

Yazid frowned slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Well, there happens to be a vacancy in the fourth team, so let her go to the fourth team to hone her skills."

 “I suggest you wait a little longer.”

“Let's go to the fourth team first. If that doesn't work, we can redeploy them at that time.” Slater continued.

"Okay, I will make arrangements then. Just ask her to come over."

Slater nodded and walked out of the room.

Yazd also opened the door and said to a busy staff member: "Call Oteluk over."

 “Yes, deacon.”

Wu Heng took Bassen on the way home.

Both of them were a little embarrassed and attracted a lot of people's attention.

 For killing the elders and members of the Divine Punishment Sect this time, there should be a lot of rewards.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether there is a reward or not, he values ​​the level 12 corpse even more.

 One against three, physically resistant to bullets.

This kind of thing has only been seen in science fiction movies.

If you can transform this corpse into an undead, your side's combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly improved.

 The application for my second skeleton has been submitted before.

 I don't know if this body will be given to me.

 There are no corpses for other professions, and they are most useful only in your own hands.

Thinking in his mind, he took Bassen back along the road.

Creak, creak, creak~!

 A carriage slowed down beside it.

  The curtain on the car window was opened a crack, revealing Slater's mature and beautiful face.

 “Where to go?”

Forehead….

 “Go back and rest.” Wu Heng said directly.

 “Come up, I'll take you back.” Slater waved.

“Actually, I have a habit of doing morning exercises and plan to walk back.”

“Well, let's go to your place to chat.”

 “Open the door, I'll go up.”

Opening the car door, Wu Heng was about to get in with Basson when he heard Slater continue: "Let your skeleton sit outside."

 “Bassen, you sit outside.”

Bassen sat directly next to the driver who was driving the carriage. The round helmet made the driver take a careful look several times.

 Entering the car, you will be greeted by a warm aroma.     Not strong, but very pleasant smelling.

Slater was wearing casual clothes, and the leather armor he wore last night was stacked beside the seat.

 The whole person is like a lazy noble concubine, graceful and mature.

The leopard was lying at his feet, not raising his head, but staring here.

Slater picked up the wine glass on the side, poured two glasses of fruit wine, and sent one glass to Wu Heng.

 “What really happened last night?”

Wu Heng raised his head and glanced at the plump and beautiful woman, and said: "The captain will write down what happened. I don't know much about it."

 “Let's talk casually, just treat it like we are chatting.”

 I believe you are a ghost.

　　After thinking about it, he still said: "Late last night, I found the enemy in the corridor outside the training room. After killing it with the skeleton warrior, I went to help Kavina and the captain."

 I said it in a general way, after all, you can guess the process.

“The body outside the training room is the first person you met?” Slater leaned on the wooden couch.

 “Well, a swordsman.”

 “How did you kill him?”

"Skeletons are not affected by the night, and I am a mage. It is not difficult to fight two against one." Wu Heng explained.

"Hmm." Slater grunted, glanced at him again, and said softly: "You should be more careful in the future. If the Divine Punishment Cult kills an elder, there will probably be some revenge."

 “Thank you, Archdeacon, for reminding me.”

After Wu Heng thanked him, a question suddenly flashed in his mind. Following this topic, he asked directly: "During the battle last night, the elder of the Divine Punishment Sect suddenly grew a layer of scales. Is this also a skill?"

Slater is the Whisperer of the Society.

 Collecting all kinds of intelligence and secrets may not necessarily mean you are knowledgeable, but you must know a lot.

　　Anyway, there must be more than myself.

Slater picked up the wine glass and took a sip before continuing: "Bawudong, the elder of the Divine Punishment Sect, is rumored to have awakened his bloodline in a slave's beast-fighting cage, possessing abilities that ordinary people do not have. Some people say that he is a legendary figure. The black dragon, some say it is a magic python.

 But after all, there is no correct answer. Maybe Bawudong doesn't know what he inherited this ability. "

Bloodline?

Black dragon, magic python?

 For a magical world, I can accept the idea of ​​awakening bloodline.

 But I still don't understand, how do dragons, pythons, etc. reproduce human offspring?

 To some extent, it has some impact on the knowledge in the textbook.

“Oh, that's it.” Wu Heng nodded to express his understanding.

 Don't show too much confusion, lest the other party see that you don't understand anything.

 The carriage creaked forward.

The coachman reminded me, "Madam, we have reached the crowded area."

"Thank you, Mrs. Slater, for giving me a ride. I'll go back first." Wu Heng stood up and said directly.

“Well, if you have time, go to Money Cat and I'll introduce you to some beautiful girls. If you get in touch with them more, you won't be so nervous.”

 “Um…, okay.”

Wu Heng stood up, got off the carriage, and walked towards his residence with Bassen.

 The carriage behind him slowly turned around and left.

 Return to your residence.

A feeling of fatigue spread throughout his body. He ate a simple breakfast, asked Basson to guard the door, and went to bed to rest.

 When I woke up, it was already noon.

 After freshening up, go directly to the zombie world.

  In the living room.

Bassen took off his leather armor, revealing his white sternum.

One rib was broken, and two adjacent ribs also had cracks.

This was the result of the elder's knee attack during the battle last night.

 For living beings, taking potions and the body repairing itself, but undead skeletons are not that simple.

Wu Heng found a roll of red tape and wrapped it around the fractured bone several times.

　　said: "When I get the chance, I'll ask how to repair the bones. I'll hold on to it for a while."

The undead are also one of the mage factions. There must be a way to repair the body of the undead skeleton, but Wu Heng, a wild necromancer, doesn't know how to do it yet.

We can only let Basson do this first, and then fix it after we figure it out later.

 After Bassen has finished taking care of it, go directly to the roof of the building.

 The skeleton warriors were still arranged in unison, and four skeleton dogs of different sizes ran over and waggled their tails.

Wu Heng took out the map, looked at it, and pointed at the location of the commercial street.

 The three deformed dogs that were blocked on the way have been killed by him, so he can go to the commercial street. The gold and silver shop there should have a lot of inventory.

 In any world, money can solve 99% of problems.

 After thinking about it, he directly ordered, "Follow me."

 Hurrah!

 The skeleton warrior on standby took action instantly and followed behind him towards the downstairs.

 (End of this chapter)

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