The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Wu Heng looked up, deciding he wouldn’t wait any longer either.

If Xiao Xiao was really in danger, he had to rush in to rescue her. Now being a Soul himself, if he was destroyed, there wouldn’t be any chances to save her.

He quickly turned his head, gave a signal to ‘Lieyi’ on the distant slope.

Bang~!

The sound of a gunshot echoed.

The person standing by the window suddenly slumped backward as their forehead exploded.

There was a moment of silence in the stone building, followed by two groups of people looking at each other in surprise.

With a shout, they all jumped into a fight.

The sound of clashes and weaponry filled the air.

The people from both sides guarding outside also sensed something was wrong. Seeing the fighting inside, they also drew their weapons.

“Let’s get closer, but hold off attacking for now,” Wu Heng said.

They kept their bodies low, using the grass and trees for cover, and cautiously moved forward.

Stopping at a distance of over two hundred meters, they started to watch the brawl.

The battle was still brutal.

The gang members and the bandits were all tough characters.

Neither their aura nor their killing techniques were weak; people kept falling in puddles of blood.

People were dying or lying on the ground, howling in agony.

As they watched the number of people outside the building dwindling, the fighting inside carried on.

“Charge! Don’t spare anyone,” Wu Heng ordered.

“Ahhh!” Duke yelled, charging out immediately.

He frightened a nearby bandit, then flew forward, his enormous axe smashing the bandit’s skull.

Mata started to run sideways quickly.

With the shared vision of the Black Feathered Eagle, she began firing arrows at the people on the hillside.

Mata kept firing arrows, forcing the opponents to retreat again and again.

Wu Heng threw fireballs from a distance while Basen and Bawudong rapidly closed in to attack.

They quickly eliminate the remaining people outside.

Pausing at the entrance of the stone building, they heard the fight still going on inside.

Duke, clutching his battle axe, was about to charge in.

Wu Heng stopped him and carefully sensed what was inside.

There were five people left on the third floor and two energy fluctuations underground, one of which was his own ghost, Xiao Xiao.

He pulled out several Poison Smoke Thunders from his Space Ring and tossed them into the building after igniting them.

Outside, it was difficult to cast the ‘Fog Skill’ inside.

The Poison Smoke Thunder was still useful.

Boom, boom, boom~!

Thick smoke started spreading inside the building.

They start to hear the adversaries inside coughing and cursing.

Watching as they had no intention of running out, Wu Heng ordered, “Go in and kill them.”

Basen and Bawudong charged in immediately, meeting an intense round of gunfire.

After the gunshots came intense sounds of combat.

There were constant thuds as heavy objects and blades struck the walls.

But under the effects of the poisonous smoke, their combat abilities were severely limited.

Soon, Basen and Bawudong gained the upper hand, breaking the enemy’s necks and killing them instantly.

As the battle ended, silence descended once again over the area.

The smoke had not yet cleared.

The two Skeletons dragged the bodies out of the building and placed them in the open area outside.

At this point, Mata returned from a distance.

she was also dragging a body with her.

Wu Heng eyed the fading smoke and then the bodies lying on the ground.

He pulled out a tablet, handed it to Duke and said, “Check against these faces, see who’s the bounty.”

“Yes, Captain,” Duke nodded, taking the tablet. He arranged the bodies and started comparing the faces.

Wu Heng, along with Basen and Bawudong, descended the spiral staircase.

The damp and dim basement was filled with green plants.

Though there was little sunlight, vibrant flowers were in full bloom.

It seemed like a semi-underground garden.

There were few things in the basement.

An old wooden table and an empty rocking chair lazily swinging back and forth.

Xiao Xiao was floating in mid-air.

She shrugged helplessly, “I couldn’t help it. This lady wouldn’t let me leave. I didn’t understand a word she said.”

Wu Heng glanced at the rocking chair and softly asked, “Leader of the 12th team, Wu Heng. How may I address you, Madam?”

The rocking chair stopped swinging.

A translucent figure appeared on the chair.

“Glenda.”