Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 472

Chapter 472, Card Xiu

The two faced each other five meters apart.

Wu Heng also looked at the target carefully.

Compared with the other party, they are always looking for opportunities to target themselves.

He doesn't even know who the enemy is.

He has a bald head with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly dark skin, and a naked upper body. His strong muscles are as shiny as if they were greased.

Hands with fists, eyes like tigers.

　　Boxer, or unarmored boxer.

Baldhead looked at the deputy deacon of the association who was looking at him calmly, frowning slightly, "Why, you're not surprised that I suddenly stopped your ship?"

Wu Heng asked: "Who are you?"

“Divine Punishment Cult's defense, Ka Xiu!”

Divine Punishment Cult?

Sure enough, it has something to do with them.

Wu Heng asked suspiciously: "We don't seem to have much hatred, right? Why are you targeting me?"

Haha~!

The bald man laughed and continued: "Because you don't need to know, now I can give you a chance to survive."

"what chance?"

"You are considered to be quite capable. If you join our Divine Punishment Cult, you will have no less rights than the deputy deacon. Don't you like women of all races? There are enough female cult members for you to play with, and they will be grateful to you." The bald man said unabashedly.

Wu Heng frowned deeper, glanced at the other party, and sneered: "I don't think I am a good person, but I will not associate with people like you. What the Divine Punishment Sect believes in or does has nothing to do with me, but If you want to cause trouble for me, I'm not that easy to bully.”

The bald man's eyes flashed with cold light, and murderous intent arose.

Then he smiled again and said, "Guess how many moves I need to use to kill you?"

Wu Heng also sneered, "Guess why I went to sea today?"

"You are looking for death!" The bald head kicked his feet again, turning into a stream of light and rushing straight towards him.

Click~!

Suddenly, a bright thunderbolt suddenly fell from the clouds overhead.

Light up the night sky.

The forward bald man's face suddenly changed.

Just as he was about to dodge, he was hit by lightning.

The bald body curled up in a ball, the wooden boards under his feet collapsed, and silver-white arcs of electricity spread rapidly around him.

At the same time, a magic circle rose from the middle of the deck. Imiro, the old mage, and two high-level association deacons appeared from the magic circle at the same time.

Imiro looked at the bald man opposite and said, "God's Punishment Cult Ka Xiu."

At the same time, he reminded: "The witches from the Divine Punishment Sect should be nearby, so be careful."

Rising with the words.

Yimiluo's figure had already shot out rapidly, his figure kept changing positions, and his sword energy slashed at the bald boxer on the opposite side.

“Humph, the most promising prince of the elves to become a hero. Others are afraid of you, but I, Kaxiu, am not afraid of you.”

The bald man shouted angrily, and his fists turned into fist shadows.

The sword energy and energy kept exploding on the deck, and wood chips were scattered everywhere.

Behind him, two association deacons did not rush over, but stayed close to the old mage's side.

The old mage waved the wooden staff in his hand.

Swish swish swish~!

Energy arrows rained down, like tracking, piercing the bald head.

Then, there were strong winds, thunder and lightning, and all kinds of magic in the middle of the battle between the two, attacking each other's position non-stop.

The output of the mage has indeed had a significant effect.

At this time, Xiaoxiao flew down again, "Uncle, there is another level 18 professional on that ship."

Wu Heng, who was watching the battle and preparing to grab the head, was shocked.

Turn around and look at the ship.

At the bow of the ship, a figure wearing a black cloak stood.

“Dean, there is another level 18 professional.” Wu Heng shouted towards the front.

The old mage, who was concentrating on casting spells, looked sideways.

His eyes also narrowed slightly.

Then, a new level 18 professional appeared, leaping up, riding the rolling thick fog, and rushed directly to the old mage's position.

“It's a witch from the God's Punishment Cult.”

The old mage pointed forward with the wooden staff in his hand.

　　Boom~!

The rolling smoke exploded.

The witch reached out and made another move, and the dispersed smoke once again formed into galloping jackals, tigers and leopards, swarming towards the deck again.

The two deacons who were guarding the old mage stopped in front and began to split the weapons.

Wu Heng also took out his machine gun and fired at the black-robed witch.

The witch glanced here, her body floated away again, and appeared further away.

Wuheng began to sweep smoke.

But the bullet passed through the clouds and fog, and had no effect.

The old mage finished casting the spell and pointed the wooden stick in his hand toward the sky.

　　Huh~!

The bright light of day suddenly breaks through the darkness and shines down from the sky.

The monster formed by the smoke, its body began to evaporate and dissipated, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The old mage looked at the witch and said, "You two will deal with the witch with me. Wu Heng will ask your skeletons to kill Kaxiu. Kill one first. The other one will naturally pose no threat."

"clear."

The two deacons rushed towards the witch, and the old mage also began to fight off the fog beasts.

Wu Heng also set his sights on Yimi Luo's battle in the distance. The sword energy and fist strength kept alternating, like a demolition team.

Wu Heng's body instantly split into six parts.

Barrett, sniper rifles, and submachine guns all aim forward.

At the same time, [Pathogenic Ray] and [Debilitating Ray] are fired at the target, and [Default Shield] adds a shield to the clone.

The moment when the ray hits.

The bald man's throat felt itchy, and the wounds on his body cut by Yimi Luo's sword energy were rapidly decaying.

But the 18th-level professional boxer has endless energy and shows no signs of weakness.

ˆBang bang bang~!

The gunfire sounded suddenly.

　　The bald head that was entangled by Imiro suddenly exploded a big hole in the mouth of the bowl at his waist.

The bald man's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that he would be so seriously injured. Wu Heng also looked surprised, Barrett only caused him this little injury.

Then, there were a lot of bullets, punching holes in his body.

Kaxiu's body was staggered by the beating.

Imiro saw the right moment and pierced his chest with his sword.

The sword energy stirred in the body, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from the bald head's features.

"Interesting, I will plant a tree on your Treasure Island, haha..." Bald Head coughed up blood as he said, "The Divine Punishment Sect will...kill you, and you will all die too."

Imiro raised his long sword.

Cut the head in half from the chest upward.

Imiro flicked his long sword, stepped a little further, and turned into a stream of light again, rushing towards the witch's position, intending to work together to keep the witch behind.

Wu Heng did not participate in the battle on the other side, but quickly ran to the bald body.

The person must have died, and he didn't get any experience points.

"A ghost has escaped." Xiaoxiao, who was investigating, flew down again.

Concentrated induction, a blurry soul quickly escaped from the location of the ship.

Are ghosts born again?

After level 18, are ghosts so easy to generate?

Thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment, and then he asked: "How many levels?"

“About level 5.”

At this time, the ghost has escaped to the sea, beyond the casting range of the Bone Cage.

But he cannot really escape.

If he escapes, there will be more trouble later.

With a thought, he released Glenda, "Swallow that ghost, Glenda will take care of Xiaoxiao."

“Okay!” the two ghosts responded and quickly caught up.

Glenda took the lead in entangling the target ghost, and Xiaoxiao followed closely and rushed forward.

As for Wuheng.

The clones of the undead faction guarded the corpse, and the other clones, holding weapons, also followed to support the old mage.

The other side.

Imiro joined in, and the witch was beaten and retreated.

The surrounding fog beasts were defeated by magic and sword energy as soon as they appeared, making it difficult to form a complete fog beast.

Five Wuheng, armed with rifles and submachine guns, also entered the battlefield.

ˆContinuously shoot at the witch's location.

Let the witch keep running and dodging, looking embarrassed.

“You are all madmen, none of you are normal.” The witch hissed.

The violent clouds and mist rolled and exploded.

　　blocking everyone's sight.

The old mage waved his staff, the wind roared and the clouds dispersed.

The figure of the witch has jumped off the ship, fallen into the sea, formed a cloud of smoke, and left quickly.

“There's no need to chase her, it's hard for us to catch her,” the old mage said.

Imiro sheathed his sword, and the two level 15 deacons also stood in front of the fence and took a look, with no intention of pursuing him.

Wu Heng didn't follow either.

At this time, the system prompt also appeared from the ear.

【The ghost level is increased to level 9, constitution +1, perception +2, intelligence +1.】

【Ghost level increased to level 12, constitution +2.】

The ghost has been devoured.

Glenda and Xiaoxiao have both been promoted.

The two ghosts quickly returned and entered the body of the undead clone.

Imiro glanced around, and then led people to check another ship nearby.

After making sure there is no danger.

Order, "Return."

Wu Heng gave the order to the skeleton and started the ship's return journey.

Six Wuheng, the body instantly became one.

The side effects of the strange object made him sit on the wooden box and rest for a while, holding his head.

Waiting for the side effects to disappear, I walked slowly over.

“Butler, what should I do with the body?”

Imiro said: "Wrap it up and report it to the headquarters first, and then deal with it after the results come out."

“Yeah.” Wu Heng nodded and directed the skeleton to wrap the body.

The old mage looked at him.

“Why is the robe of a hundred soldiers in your hand?”

"I got it in exchange for my meritorious service." Wu Heng asked back, "That move you made when you dropped thunder in the sky was very cool. What was it called?"

“The art of attracting thunder, wait until you reach level 15, join our research group, and I will teach you.”

Forehead….

The corpse is put into the space ring.

The ship continues its return journey.

When you arrive at the port.

The sky is gradually getting brighter.

The body was brought back to the association.

On a damp island.

The waves kept hitting the rocks, and the water spray fell like a heavy rain.

A cloud of mist stumbled onto the rocks, forming the appearance of a embarrassed woman.

The shocking wounds, blood flowed into the sea along the rocks.

“Damn, madmen, all madmen.”

“Kaxiu, this idiot, doesn't even know he's been deceived.”

The woman swallowed the potion with difficulty and cursed.

(End of this chapter)

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