The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 649

Chapter 649: Chapter 527, Ferocious Ghost (One chapter today, 5000 words)._3 Chapter 649: Chapter 527, Ferocious Ghost (One chapter today, 5000 words)._3 Qi Hancai picked it up for a look, and it was all strange characters.

He didn’t think much of it, as Wu Heng had too many secrets on him.

He nodded and agreed, “Okay, how many copies do you need?”

“A hundred to start with, and if necessary, I’ll let you know,” Wu Heng thought for a moment, then continued, “There are people at the base who can do layout or advertising, you might want to pay attention to that because we might need it later on.”

“Alright, I got it and will arrange it as soon as possible,” Qi Hancai nodded.

“Hmm!”

The two continued to talk about the base’s affairs.

Qi Hancai was called away by the intercom, while Wu Heng opened the boundary door and returned to Gold and Silver Island.

…

The next day, morning.

Mini, along with Xi Ligui, arrived at the Island Master’s Manor.

In armor interwoven with gold and silver, with a cinched waistline, her exaggerated figure was still noticeable.

“What’s the matter? You seem in such a hurry,” Wu Heng handed her a bottle of chilled iced red tea.

“A team of four from the association is missing, and there are also ordinary residents on the island reporting missing family members. I think there might be a problem,” Xi Ligui sat down beside him, took a sip, and quickly explained the situation.

Wu Heng asked, “Did you bring their belongings?”

“I did,” Xi Ligui took out a linen shawl and handed it to him.

She knew some of Wu Heng’s Special Items and tools.

Especially the Special Items that could track people; she had been in danger at sea before, and it was Wu Heng who found her using a Special Item to trace a person’s whereabouts.

“Then it should be easy,” Wu Heng took out a [Tracing Locket], and dropped a drop of blood on the skeleton head of the locket.

The inanimate skeleton head began to come to life.

The jaw moved from side to side.

Bringing the shawl close, the skeleton head started to gnaw and chew on one corner of the cuff.

The two watched intently.

Waiting for the direction to be revealed so they could follow it and investigate the missing person’s whereabouts.

But after the skeleton head chewed it.

The fire in its pupils simply extinguished, and there was no further action.

Xi Ligui frowned, “What’s wrong with it?”

Wu Heng said, “The person is dead, and the dead can’t be tracked.”

“Dead? The family said the person went missing yesterday, and today they’re dead?”

“It’s likely they encountered something; the person is definitely dead,” Wu Heng pondered for a moment and seeing that the skeleton head indeed had no reaction, he said, “Let’s go, we’ll check with the Prophet.”

The two went upstairs together and directly entered the Skeleton Prophet’s room.

The Skeleton Prophet, dressed in a loose robe, sat quietly by the window, silently watching the world outside.

Wu Heng said, “Here’s a garment, can you see what happened?”

The Prophet took the garment, one hand floating above it, while the other reached for Wu Heng’s wrist.

Wu Heng, in turn, grabbed Xi Ligui’s hand and placed it in the Skeleton’s, “Show her.”

Before Xi Ligui could speak.

The flames in the Skeleton Prophet’s eye sockets surged, and Xi Ligui’s pupils momentarily lost focus.

Quickly, her pupils regained their luster, and she said, “The persons were kidnapped; those people all wore hoods and acted very efficiently and carefully.”

Then, she said to the Skeleton Prophet, “Check where the person is now.”

Still not quite believing that the person was already dead.

“Look for her,” Wu Heng said.

The Prophet deployed his abilities again, Xi Ligui’s pupils flickered with brief confusion, then clarity returned, “Dead, buried in the ground.”

“What do we do?”

Xi Ligui took a deep breath and said, “It must have been someone who recently came to the island. I’ll look into it and inform you later.”

“Alright!”

…

At 10 p.m.,
A carriage stopped at a distance in the newly expanded area of Lighthouse Street; it was a residential district that had been established before Wu Heng became the Island Master.

It was here that ‘Millicent’ had been bound.

Now some people had started moving in, although the population wasn’t large.

Clip-clop, clip-clop~!

The sound of footsteps arose as a Ranger from the association ran over swiftly, “The person is in a private room on the second floor of the tavern, guarded at the door. It’s unclear how many are inside.”

Xi Ligui said, “Tell everyone to guard the surroundings, don’t let him escape.”

“Yes!” The squad member quickly departed.

Xi Ligui continued to look at Wu Heng, “Let’s do some reconnaissance first. If it’s not a trap, we’ll charge in and apprehend him.”

“Alright, I’ll take a look first.”

Xi Ligui was clearly incensed about the murder of an association member on the island.

Whether it was just these few people or someone else, they planned to kill one first and then use Wenshi to find the others.

Wu Heng released the Ghost, “Look into the room with the firelight, check out the situation.”

The Ghost phased through and flew towards the distant building.

Xi Ligui knew that Wu Heng had a ghost, even a Little Ghost.

The reason she knew was that the last time the 18th level old Mage ‘Gianvito’ brought it up, Xi Ligui was present.

Although she never mentioned it, she was aware of Wu Heng’s ghost.

Hearing Wu Heng talking to the air didn’t seem odd to her.

She just silently waited.

…

The tavern had just three floors.

Ghost Glenda, following Wu Heng’s order, slipped into the room that was lit by firelight.

The room was somewhat dim, with numerous insects flitting around the dim Illuminating Stone.

The first place it entered was the outer part of the private room.

The dining table was scattered with remnants of a meal, alongside disarrayed cups, Potion Bottles, and various other items.

Glenda briefly looked around and, seeing nothing of interest,
moved towards the direction of the bedroom, faintly hearing the moans of a woman.

About such matters.

Glenda felt no psychological burden and was even somewhat curious, wondering how, with the association’s focus, he dared to seek out women.

The body passed through the partition and directly entered the bedroom.

The floor was littered with clothes, trousers, and the bed sheets were a mess. A dark-skinned, sturdy man was supporting himself on his hands, exerting effort atop a young woman.

The woman’s voice was hoarse, her eyes cloudy, dazed and confused.

But with each movement from the man, she would emit soft, light moans.

Glenda moved around to the head of the bed, noted the couple’s features, and then began to assess their levels.

The woman’s level was not high, around First Tier.

But the man was already at level 15, and his level was not low either.

No wonder a 15th level professional could so easily kill a squad member.

After checking the appearances and levels,
Glenda also felt their position was monotonous, knowing only to keep their heads down and work hard, without understanding sweet nothings.

In short, not as entertaining to watch as her own Necromancer.

Just as she was about to phase through the wall to leave,
she turned around with a start.

In the position not far behind her,
two disheveled, ferocious ghosts were quickly flying towards her.