Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

The corpse of a dwarf was dragged over.

He was dressed as a sailor, with several chisel-like tools hanging beside him.

The middle-aged deacon frowned slightly, "Where did you find him?"

Entering the depths of the mist, the sea was full of wreckage of broken ships, but no corpses were seen.

Some information was obtained from the writing left on the flags by mercenary groups, which was preserved.

After boarding the ship, a corpse was actually found.

"In the outer floor interlayer, it feels like he fell down and was killed by a puppet," a member of the association replied.

The deacon continued to ask, "Are all the items on his body here?"

"Everything is here, and everything that could be found nearby has been brought over," the member replied directly.

The deacon turned his head and said to Wu Heng, "Everyone is very disciplined in this kind of matter."

This was to explain to him that his subordinates would not hide anything.

Wu Heng nodded, his eyes carefully examining the dwarf's corpse.

The wounds on his body had rotted severely from soaking, indicating he had been dead for some time.

After a rough look, he directly cast [Speak with Dead].

The dwarf's corpse suddenly sat up, scaring the others, who drew their swords and retreated, their faces full of vigilance.

Wu Heng asked directly, "Why are you here?"

Third question, "What did you get here?"

The corpse continued to answer, "We salvaged many burial objects, but we don't know exactly what they are."

The stone coffin was opened, as well as other cabins, and some valuable or seemingly valuable items were taken away by these people.

The grave robbers in this world are completely different from those in the modern world.

Archaeology and collecting are not mainstream, so ancient burial objects do not have such high value. The most valuable are the strange objects that appear in the tomb.

For ordinary people, even the worst strange object is equivalent to a third-level merit reward.

Selling it for a few hundred silvers is not a problem.

Wu Heng looked at the deacon beside him, asking if he had anything to ask.

The deacon said, "Ask where the others will go, and see if we can find them!"

Wu Heng asked, "Where will your companions go after they leave?"

The corpse thought for a moment and replied, "They should follow the clues to the next tomb."

There's another tomb?

One last question remained.

After thinking for a moment, he asked in a deep voice, "Tell me about the last tomb, tell me everything you know."

The corpse replied, "The last tomb is the tomb of a royal concubine, who was very loved by the king and must have many burial objects."

With the five questions finished, the corpse fell back directly.

The other party was here, probably because they found clues to the concubine's tomb again.

The corpse didn't mention the location of the second tomb, probably because he didn't know the specific location either.

"These damned guys killed so many people."

"We must catch them."

The members cursed in low voices.

"Island Lord Wu Heng, if you don't need the corpse, I'll take it away first and see if I can find any clues to this grave robbing gang," the deacon said.

Wu Heng said, "Take it away, it's useless to me."

"Okay! Wrap it up."

The corpse was wrapped up, and the deacon directly put it into his spatial ring.

Confirming that there was nothing else to investigate in the room, Wu Heng said, "Let's go, let's go out first and see how to solve the mist."

"Okay!"

The group walked out of the cabin and returned to the deck.

The people guarding outside immediately greeted them, asking about the situation inside.

Wu Heng walked to the front of the ship.

If this ship wasn't a strange object, then the culprit was the figurehead hanging on the bow.

The closer he got to the bow, the denser the mist became.

He could even see the black particles floating around the 'Dancing Lights'.

Walking to the bow, he looked at the ferocious beast figurehead that was spewing smoke.

[Blight Mist Figurehead (Strange Object)]

[Effect: Spews Blight Mist.]

[Side Effect: Corrodes Living Beings.]

(Description: Hung on the bow, it spews blight mist full of negative energy, covering the area where it is located.)

Sure enough, the strange object was here.

That is to say, only this monster-shaped figurehead was the strange object that created the blight mist.

Wu Heng walked over directly, using [Magnificent Mansion] to conjure a hoisting device, took off the figurehead, and put it into his spatial ring.

As the hideous monster figurehead disappeared, the mist began to gradually fade.

Crack ~!

Violent cracking sounds kept ringing.

The ghost ship under their feet began to make ear-piercing cracking sounds.

"Island Lord Wu Heng, it seems this ship won't last much longer, let's retreat back first," the local deacon ran over and said.

The rest of the crew had already returned to the association's ship along the rope.

"Go back," Wu Heng said.

As everyone left, the entire ghost ship completely broke apart.

It sank to the bottom of the sea.

Only some fragments, mossy wreckage, still floated on the sea.

"Let's go, the mist is dissipating, let's go back first," Wu Heng said, looking at the sea.

The deacon nodded and shouted to the people behind him: "Return!"

"Returning!" people shouted.

The rest of the people also shouted excitedly.

This dangerous mission not only did not reduce their numbers, but also became surprisingly simple because of the addition of this island lord.

These people were just like crew members, just taking a trip along the way.

After returning, they will definitely get good merits.

They only hoped that the merits would not be downgraded because it was too smooth.

......

Outside the mist.

The ships guarding outside looked in surprise at the endless mist in front of them.

Someone rubbed their eyes and carefully distinguished it several times.

Confirming that the mist was really dissipating and the trapped ships in the distance were gradually revealed, they immediately woke up.

Turning around and shouting: "The mist has disappeared, the deacons have succeeded."

Ha la la ~!

A large number of people poured out of the cabin.

Staring, they watched the mist gradually dissipate with the wind.

The rest of the ships were also full of people, cheering in the direction of the distance.

......

Deep in the mountains, in an ancient tomb.

In the dim tomb chamber, several grave robbers, holding light stones, looked at the stone coffin in front of them with bright eyes.

"Ron, there's a stone tablet here," one of the young men wearing glasses brought the light stone closer to a stone tablet on the side, carefully identifying the words on it.

"What's written on it? Is it the tomb of the royal concubine?" Ron turned his head and said, his voice echoing in the empty tomb chamber.

The young man pushed his glasses up. He could only recognize some of the words on it, but he could still understand the content with a little guessing.

He said: "The royal concubine was a fox demon who bewitched the king, causing the people to resent him and the courtiers to rebel. In the end, the kingdom was destroyed, and her head was cut off and sent back to her hometown."

"Fox race?" One of them looked over curiously.

"It's not written, it should be the fox race, but I don't know which king it was. Humans tend to like fox people, but I haven't heard this story," another person said.

"Are you really treating yourself as an archaeological team? Hurry up and open the coffin and see if there's anything good inside," someone urged.

They had worked so hard to find this place, not to explore some bullshit story.

It would be great to get one or two rare items and make a fortune.

The group prepared and began to open the coffin lid.

A cold, eerie aura emanated from the stone coffin, and the group skillfully distanced themselves.

After the dust and aura inside dissipated, they used several scrolls to reduce the air's toxicity and clear away the miasma.

The group quickly gathered around.

Inside were various artifacts buried with the deceased.

The ornate fabrics instantly lost their color, and the corpse crumbled into dust.

However, there were still many burial items inside.

"We've struck it rich!"

Excitement appeared on everyone's faces.

"So, you guys came to take these burial items?"

A person standing behind them suddenly spoke. It was a male voice, but the tone was gentle and slow, like a woman.

The group paused their movements and abruptly turned to look at the figure speaking.

Ron said coldly, "What are you doing, talking nonsense at this time?"

"Nonsense?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, saying coquettishly. His originally rugged face seemed to have a strange tenderness.

Then he sighed, "I was woken up by you all."

As soon as he said this, everyone present's expression changed. Even if they were guessing a moment ago, now that they heard this, they were basically certain.

As expected, it was someone from the ancient tomb. After doing this so many times, they still encountered something like this.

Rattling sounds!

The group frantically took out scrolls and items, trying to protect themselves.

The young man with glasses said in surprise, "You are a fox demon."

Fox demon!

The man, who was still being coquettish, showed a moment of daze in his eyes, then his expression became serious, and his tone turned cold, "If you were lords from the high halls, I would accept being called a fox demon. But you guys dare to call me that."

The next second, the tomb raiders instantly fell to their knees, their heads raised to the sky, and wisps of ghostly blue soul fire floated from their mouths.

All of them fell to the ground.

Only the glasses-wearing man was left, kneeling on the ground, his face filled with horror.

"Tell me about the outside!" The delicate male voice sounded again.

… …

Holt City, Association Dormitory.

Wu Heng sat at his desk, with his phone propped up, video-calling Xila Gui and Shiyali.

Xila Gui said, "It's good that you're not in danger!"

After all, the mist incident was quite a big deal.

As soon as he returned, he contacted Xila Gui and told the sisters about the incident in detail.

"Are you looking down on me, or are you looking down on heroes?" Wu Heng asked back.

The mist was indeed a bit difficult for the local forces, but it posed no danger to him.

Those iron golems couldn't even beat his skeletons.

Xila Gui just 'Mm'd, then asked, "Have the tomb raiders been investigated?"

"The local association is investigating. When I get the portraits, Jin Yin Island will also investigate. The other party has dwarves, and I suspect they may have been to Jin Yin Island as well," Wu Heng said after thinking for a moment.

"Okay!" Xila Gui nodded.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and continued, "By the way, is tomb raiding illegal?"

He really didn't know if tomb raiding was illegal in this world.

He only knew that necromancers digging up corpses were listed in the laws of various countries.

Thinking about it this way!

It's really unfair to necromancers.

But this regulation is not surprising. Wu Heng considers himself to be a righteous person among necromancers.

He has also purchased a lot of corpses from the Serpent Emblem Consortium.

Most of these corpses were dug up, with soil still clinging to the cracks in the coffin.

A normal necromancer would definitely dig up a good corpse if they knew about one.

Xila Gui said, "Causing so many deaths and mental disturbances will definitely be investigated. Do you think these people died for nothing!"

That's right!

So many people have died, and several ships of people have experienced mental abnormalities.

These tomb raiders will definitely be put on the wanted list, and maybe the level of the wanted list will be relatively high.

It depends on whether detailed information can be found.

"You're right, that's why you can be a deacon!"

"You're talking nonsense again." Xila Gui glared at him.

Wu Heng continued to ask about the situation on Jin Yin Island. There were no problems there, everything was normal.

Seeing that the serious business was over.

Shiyali came over and asked, "When are you coming back?"

"I'll go back after I hand over with the deacon here and confirm that there are no problems," Wu Heng replied with a smile.

"Then when you come back, will you come over for dinner?" Shiyali said.

Xila Gui nudged her with her elbow, signaling her not to be so direct.

Wu Heng said with a smile, "I'll go see you guys when I get back. Have you been training properly at home?"

"Yes! We have already developed a training plan," Shiyali said boastfully.

"Great!" Wu Heng also clapped his hands in support.

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

"Uncle, that deacon is here."

Just after hanging up the phone, Xiaoxiao flew in.

Immediately following, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and the middle-aged deacon walked in directly, with a smile on his face, "Island Master Wu Heng, the mist has completely disappeared. The trapped ships have been brought back for treatment, and some ships have been arranged to search the location where the ghost ship was before, to confirm if there are any other clues."

Wu Heng is a flag bearer and personally participated in this operation.

There is no problem in telling him about the progress.

"Just handle it."

The deacon continued, "The portraits of the tomb raiders have been drawn, and people have been arranged to investigate. We cleaned the patterns on the armor and helmets of the puppets, restored their original appearance, and are just handing them over to you to confirm the time and kingdom of the tomb with the Hongwen Society."

The discovery of some ancient tombs and ruins in various places must be reported to the Hongwen Society.

If the information is important, it will be counted as merit.

"Okay, just give it to me." Wu Heng said with a smile.

All the collected puppet fragments were taken out, and Wu Heng directly put them into the space ring.

The deacon said with a smile, "This time, thanks to the island owner's help, we were able to be so smooth."

"It should be! Even if it didn't happen in the Emerald Sea, you can ask Jin Yin Island for help if you have difficulties," Wu Heng said directly.

The deacon stood up again and saluted, "Thank you very much, Island Master."

"You're welcome."

The two chatted in the room for a while, and the other party explained all the remaining matters.

After confirming that there were no problems here.

Wu Heng also left the city and returned by ghost train.

… …

Headquarters, Chief Conference Room.

Around the ornate round table sat the three executive leaders of the headquarters.

Sword of Justice - Hadarai.

Holy Light Arbiter - Saiyid.

Stone War Hammer - Bruno.

The remaining two leaders, Lilith, are on Jin Yin Island, and the leader of the Hongwen Society is in the Papal Sanctuary.

Everyone at headquarters is busy with Wu Heng and the affairs of the Papal See.

From the moment he entered this room, the religious leader 'Saiyid' had a cold expression and sat silently in his chair.

Hadarai glanced at him and refocused his gaze on the dwarf leader 'Bruno', saying, "Bruno, you investigated Jin Yin Island. Tell us about it."

Bruno spoke directly, "There are no problems on Jin Yin Island. There is no so-called necromantic experimental base, nor any environment for related experiments or the cultivation of necromantic power."

The religious leader's eyes narrowed sharply.

"Bruno, did you investigate properly!"