Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 465

Chapter 465, Who is the one with black hair and black eyes?

The head rolled its dry eyeballs, glanced at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "How could you fail?"

Viola immediately said: "Bishop, I tried my best to hold back 'Imilo'. Even though he was almost killed, I didn't let him leave. It was those pirates who failed to live up to their expectations and did not attack the island."

“Hmph!” Head snorted coldly, “Are you going to blame the dead man?”

"That's the truth. I don't have the slightest intention to make excuses for myself." Viola said again.

The head continued: "Who is that person with black hair and black eyes?"

Viola frowned, "You mean that association's deputy deacon? He has just been transferred to Treasure Island."

The head said: "Necromancer?"

"Well, Necromancer, but Yimiluo thinks highly of him. I heard that he is allowed to transform the corpses of pirates captured on the island." Viola said something, and then asked slightly, "You mean, because he The pirates didn't succeed?”

“He killed Occam.”

"No, it can't be. I heard that the association developed a new type of magic instrument that prevented pirates from landing on the island." Viola emphasized.

"I saw it with my own eyes." The head said again: "You don't need to come back yet. Another apologist has already rushed to your side. Kill the kid before he gets his new appointment."

“This…, I am injured….”

Viola still wanted to speak, but the eyes of the head were already closed.

turned back into a dead corpse.

Viola carefully put the head back, called the staff to store it again, and replaced the receipt.

Wait until the head is taken out.

Viola cursed angrily: "You are a **** who wants to kill me. When I get a chance, I will drag you to **** with me."

The next day, Wu Heng rode a bicycle and carried Anderweil to the association.

Just arrived at the door.

　　He saw an old mage who looked like Gandalf coming back from outside.

According to Imiro, these members who support Treasure Island will stay for a while.

After ensuring that there is no danger, we will leave here by boat one after another.

Wu Heng doesn't care how long he stays.

The association provides accommodation, which was rarely seen in the past.

“Deputy Wu Heng.” The old mage greeted with a smile.

“Master Dean.” Wu Heng also smiled.

Wu Heng really didn't remember the other party's name.

Last time I asked about "Xila Gui", she didn't remember it, so she just called the dean directly, which was also an honorific title.

The old mage was followed by his attendants, and Wu Heng took the skeleton attendant and Anderweil.

Walking toward the inside together.

The old mage suddenly spoke, "I heard that within a year of becoming a professional, the deputy deacon was promoted to deputy deacon one after another. He is a rare genius among the human race."

Wu Heng glanced at him.

I am quite old, so I don't think I need a young body.

ˆKeep smiling and answer, "It's just some records, not necessarily all true."

The old mage nodded, seemingly approving the answer.

“This battle on Treasure Island uses new magic props, which are very powerful. Did you develop them?”

Wu Heng shook his head again, "I don't know anything about etching runes. They are all tools from my hometown. I brought some with me when I went out. I took them out to save my life."

The old mage didn't ask too much about these matters.

He said again: "Are the Archdeacons interested in joining the Magic Research Society? It is a personal organization established by a group of old guys. We are not subject to external forces. We only occasionally discuss some magic knowledge or share some experiences."

Magic Research Society?

Organization established by the mage himself.

Actually, there are many organizations around the world.

Some local craftsmen groups, workers groups, or bards and writers have their own circles.

But the research conference mentioned by this dean is definitely of higher quality.

　　Join it and you might be able to get some magic for free.

It's just that Wu Heng knew how much real ability he had, and he couldn't say anything at all if he was asked to express any opinions.

Facing a group of mages whose attributes mainly develop intelligence, you may have exposed yourself.

“I have little talent and knowledge and am still in the exploratory stage of magic. When I have certain insights and achievements in the future, I can trouble the dean to recommend me to join the research association.” Wu Heng said politely.

"Haha!" The old mage smiled and was very helpful to this sentence. "You are indeed a little younger. When you reach level 15, write to me at any time and I will let you join the research association."

“Thank you very much, Dean.”

The two of them said a few words briefly.

Separate in the hall. Wu Heng went to his office and study, and the old mage led the people back to the dormitory.

Return to the study.

Wu Heng sat at his desk and drank some tea.

The association has been doing a lot of work lately, counting the injured and calculating losses.

After the staff is counted, Anderweil needs to review it again and then stamp it for confirmation.

There was a knock on the door and Sheila Ge came in.

He nodded to 'Anderweil', looked at Wu Heng and asked: "The deacon assigned us a task. You lead the team to patrol over Beacon Street."

"And you?"

Sheila rolled her eyes at him and said, "Of course I also have a mission. I lead a team to patrol the central area and the residential area."

“There should be no danger on the island, right?” Wu Heng asked, actually not wanting to move.

Xilagui said: "I feel that the deacon arranged the patrol to reassure the residents and caravans on the island. The garbage in the sea at the port has not been cleaned up, and there are not many records of enemies coming up."

"That's right." Wu Heng agreed, and then asked, "Occam's level 18 professional was pardoned before and there is no arrest warrant for him. Can he be considered a meritorious deed for us?"

The merits of the association have always been based on wanted orders.

If you are not on the wanted list, then even if you have done something bad, the local guards will arrest you.

Ockham has just been pardoned by the Society, and his identity has been recognized by various kingdoms.

Wu Heng was not sure whether this was considered meritorious service.

Sheila Gui thought for a moment, "Just after I was pardoned, you seized the evidence and killed me. I have never seen this before, but I feel that it will definitely be decided. The entire association will be destroyed and so many business groups will be kidnapped. Definitely need to pay some attention to it.”

"I say so. It would be inappropriate not to count."

"The pirates you killed are enough for you to get meritorious service." Sheela smiled, got up and walked out, "Let's go, we'll talk after the patrol, and do business first."

Wu Heng nodded and followed him out.

Called two teams to patrol together along Beacon Street.

The security on Beacon Street is much better than before.

After all, the association went crazy in the past few days, and there were skeletons all over the city. No one would cause any trouble at this time.

There was nothing wrong with me all the way down.

There was only the location of the port, and several people had a dispute over the loot they had salvaged.

Saw Wu Heng leading people walking past from a distance.

　A few people immediately separated and went about their own business.

Wu Heng took the team and walked around the city.

It's almost noon, let everyone go back to eat.

Wu Heng went to the Nautilus Tavern.

Wu Heng entered the tavern.

He walked straight upstairs.

The guests at the two tables did not pay much attention to the people who came in. They were eating and drinking by themselves, chatting about the previous battle.

Wu Heng waited in the room for a while.

Millicent walked in, "My lord!"

“Is there any problem after you come back?”

“No problem, everything is normal,” Millicent said.

Wu Heng poured himself a cup of tea and continued, "I'm patrolling nearby and I'll come to your place for lunch."

"I'll have someone prepare it for you right away." Millicent said and immediately exited the room.

Less than two minutes.

The door creaked and was opened a crack.

Philippa looked in and said, "I knew it was you."

After saying that, he walked in directly.

Different from the crazy girl before, today she wore a beige waist-cinching tube top dress with two braids on her head.

“Do I look good in this outfit? My mother made it for me.” Philippa stood in the middle and turned around.

“Well, it's pretty good-looking.”

"Hehe!" Philippa smiled, came over and sat on his lap generously, and said: "Now that most of the pirates have been killed, what should I do in the future? Yes, I won't open this tavern with her. Bored to death."

(End of this chapter)

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