Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

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 taken over.

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.

Archdeacon Slater sat on the sofa, stroking 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 Professionals Association can be sure 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.

Yazd frowned, "Three of them are 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 My east?"

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

Yazd was still stunned and speechless.

It was as if he was deducing the whole incident.

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

Just like that, 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 get that kid?"

"Who?" Yazd immediately reacted, "Oh, Wu Heng, why did he have any special performance 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."

"is it?"

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."

Yazd 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."

"Go to the fourth team first. If it doesn't work, you 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 Altluk over."

"Yes, Deacon."

……

Wu Heng took Bassen on the way home.

Both of them looked a little embarrassed and attracted the attention of many people.

If you kill the elders and members of the Divine Punishment Sect this time, you should get a lot of rewards.

Of course, it no longer mattered whether there was a reward or not. He valued the level 12 corpse even more.

One against three, the body can withstand bullets.

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

If this corpse can be transformed into an undead, one's side's combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly improved.

My application for a second skeleton has been submitted before.

I wonder 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~!

A carriage slowed down beside it.

The curtain on the car window was opened to reveal Slater's mature and beautiful face.

"Where?"

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."

"Okay, let's go to your place and talk."

"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, sit outside."

Bassen sat directly next to the coachman who was driving the coach. The round helmet made the coachman look at it carefully several times.

Entering the car, there is a warm aroma.Not strong, but smells very good.

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 its feet, not raising its 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 the hell 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."

"Just talk, just treat it like we are chatting."

I believe in you.

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 just talked about it in a general way, after all, I can guess what happened.

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

"Yeah, 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.

"Yeah." Slater hummed, glanced at him again, and said softly: "You should be more careful in the future. If an elder of the Divine Punishment Sect is killed, there will probably be some kind of revenge."

"Thank you Archdeacon for the reminder."

After Wu Heng thanked him, a question suddenly flashed in his mind. Following the 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 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. "

blood?
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?

More or less, it has some impact on the knowledge in the textbook.

"Oh, so that's it." Wu Heng nodded to express his understanding.

He didn't show too much confusion, lest the other party see that he didn't understand anything.

The carriage creaked forward.

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

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

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

"Uh..., good."

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

The carriage behind him slowly turned around and left.

……

Back to the 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 caused by 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.

I can only let Bassen do this for now, and then fix it after I figure it out later.

After finishing handling it for Bassen, go directly to the roof.

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."

Whoa!
The skeleton warrior on standby took action instantly and followed him downstairs.

(End of this chapter)