The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 655

Chapter 655: 532, I really died Chapter 655: 532, I really died Hearing the other party directly state her name and position.

Shi Yali's complexion abruptly changed, panic showing in her eyes.

She could never have imagined that the enemy would be so audacious, entering the Central District, right across from the association.

Thud~!

She had barely taken half a step back when a dagger pierced her chest from behind.

A moment of pain was followed by dizziness and blurred vision.

The necromantic negative energy carried by the dagger was continuously corroding her body.

“When you're dead, that little elf steward will surely be heartbroken, hehehe~!”

A hoarse voice rose, emitting a peculiar laugh.

Shi Yali vomited blood from her mouth, enduring the pain, and took out a short blade from her space ring to slash behind her.

The inky shadow instantly dissipated into thin air.

Right after, Shi Yali's body transformed into a spirit deer, leaping a great distance towards the inside of the tavern, then reverted to her original form, covering her chest, blood pouring out.

The enemy had intentionally come for her.

To take revenge on Xi Ligui.

And the news of the guards being killed this morning was just to draw the association's people out.

Bit by bit, to dismantle the association, instilling fear in everyone.

And then to find an opportunity, to kill the people on the island.

She quickly pressed the headset she was wearing, as she had learned that morning, but her gaze still fixed on the opposite side, she said, “Necromancer of the Heaven Destiny Cult, this tavern is right across from the association, and you have only five people – aren't you afraid the association will encircle you and kill you directly?”

After speaking, she continued to back away.

And a few figures at the doorway followed suit and entered.

“I'm more aware of your movements than you are.”

“Speaking of which, we barely made it into the Central District, and initially, we weren't here to find you. Blame that boy for hiding his family so well, too well indeed.”

“I had no choice but to come for you. Actually, you're not bad either, I indeed do not have an elf necromancer attendant yet.”

As the distance closed.

The necromancer saw surprise, helplessness, and despair in the elf woman's eyes.

He quite liked that expression.

The fear of living beings was something he once feared the most, but now no longer.

Just as he was about to step forward.

Clatter clatter clatter~!

From all around, a dense and chaotic noise could be heard.

It seemed as if countless people were converging toward this place, their sounds already carrying over from afar.

“The association's reinforcements are here, many people, at every intersection,” another person rushed in, his tone urgent.

The necromancer took another look at the elf who was still vomiting blood and holding a wooden bow.

He was somewhat curious about how she had managed to send out the message.

When she had been in front of him all along.

The footsteps grew closer, and he directly said, “Kill her and let's leave this place.”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

The figures behind him rapidly dashed out, dodging incoming arrows, quickly reaching the front of the elf woman.

A longsword pierced through her body.

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

“Sister, take care of yourself.”

Having said that, she immediately collapsed, with blood pooling beneath her.

The necromancer sneered, stepping forward leisurely, ready to transform this fine-looking corpse into his attendant.

In his heart, he anticipated what a body of such superior appearance and build would be like.

Even if transformed into carrion, it should appear more pleasing to the eye than others.

Just as he raised his wooden staff.

Crack crack~!

The windows on both sides suddenly shattered.

Accompanied by splinters of wood, skeletons clad in leather armor, wielding weapons, charged toward the few people inside the house.

After a brief exchange of blows, two carrion attendants had their heads cleaved in two.

And became corpses once more.

The necromancer's eyes narrowed, observing the fire in the skeletons' eye sockets, secretly surprised that the adversaries still had such high-level bodies.

They were likely close to level 15.

As the skeletons charged at him again.

The necromancer waved his wooden staff once more, a witchlight arrow shot out directly, and the two attendants beside him also charged at the adversaries, clashing in the blink of an eye.

And from behind, a cultist quickly came running in.

With an urgent tone, he said, “Great Knight, the association is almost upon us, there are too many.”

The necromancer turned and looked outside.

He saw from several directions, squads accompanied by a swath of skeletons converging from different directions.

Among them, he could see crossbowmen and some teams even pushing along crossbow carts.

The necromancer felt a tightness in his chest.

What's happening?

Had they used some kind of item, or some specialized communication spell?

How could they have so quickly determined their location, with the patrolling squads all converging here?

If truly trapped here, it would indeed be difficult to escape.

His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, no longer bothering with the corpse inside the tavern.

With the remaining carrion and church members in tow, he walked directly out of the tavern, ready to confront the enemy.

As the numbers of the association grew, a mixture of wariness and hesitation surfaced in the Necromancer's eyes. After a brief contemplation, he decisively said, “I'll hold them off. You go ahead. We'll meet at the same place as before.”

As he spoke, he waved his long sleeve and staff.

Dark, dense clouds gathered in the sky, forming a fog filled with necromantic negative energy.

The fog enveloped the surrounding areas.

It obscured the sight, and any living beings that dashed into the fog began to erode.

The members of the Heaven Destiny Cult swiftly scattered to flee in all directions, followed by the sounds of skirmishing and combat.

They echoed throughout the entire region.

“He's a Necromancer, kill him,” a squad charged into the fog.

Pointing at the black-robed Mage holding a staff, they loudly commanded.

The Skeleton Warriors, clad in armor and wielding weapons, charged past the front members with a whoosh, heading straight for the target's location.

With an overwhelming momentum.

The Necromancer's expression turned ugly, and he too gave a cold order, “Go, entangle them if you can and if not dead, return to the place we were last night.”

The Necromancer Attendants behind him also charged towards the approaching Skeletons.

The two groups of the undead slammed into each other, and the sounds of fierce combat and bones being hacked rang out.

Meanwhile, the Necromancer slowly retreated into the black fog.

Vanishing from everyone's sight.

Whoosh~!

The sound of something cutting through the air resounded.

Xi Ligui flapped her wings, with Wu Heng closely following on the Flying Carpet.

Simultaneously, a cacophony of voices came through the wireless earpiece.

“There's a target escaping towards East Alley, don't let them get away, hurry up.”

“The target, Necromancer Attendant, has been killed, with no casualties on our side.”

“Two enemies in East Alley have been shot dead.”

“The tavern has been successfully taken over. The owner and Shi Yali, the assistant, are confirmed to have no vital signs.”

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed sharply as he looked ahead.

He saw Xi Ligui, who was flying swiftly, suddenly trembling, nearly falling from the sky, her voice cold, “Continue to encircle these people, at any cost, kill them.”

“Yes!” came the replies through the earpiece.

Nearing the tavern.

The two descended from the sky one after the other.

Xi Ligui quickly stepped into the tavern, looking at the corpse dyed crimson with blood, her pupils dilated and her complexion turned even paler.

She took off her Heartguard Mirror and hung it on the other's body.

She continued to pull out elixirs, her arms trembling as she tried to pour them into the deceased's mouth.

The elixir mixed with blood flowed from the mouth, dripping onto the floor.

Xi Ligui remained motionless, with a blank stare, frozen in place.

Wu Heng landed behind her and stepped forward quickly, looking at Xi Ligui and the body on the ground, he too turned pale.

“Let me see it!”

Hearing the voice, Xi Ligui dumbly lifted her head, “She didn't want to come. I shouldn't have let her.”

Wu Heng did not speak; the Revival Technique was released.

The body still lay in her arms.

Without any reaction.

Xiao Ligui's face became even paler as the glimmer of hope that had sparked began to dim with the passage of time.

Vomit~!

Suddenly, Shi Yali's body convulsed violently, and a mixture of broken flesh and blood was expelled in large amounts.

Their eyes brightened abruptly.

Wu Heng's body vibrated at a high frequency, and in an instant, six identical clones were produced, necromantic avatars that grabbed the body and continued to release the Life Extension Technique, simultaneously pulling out elixirs to feed her.

The protective Ability Clone said, “Prophetic and Necromancy stay here, take care of Shi Yali. Xi Ligui, let's go catch them. The Necromancer is trying to escape, and such an event will likely happen again in the future.”

“Fine, I'm going to kill him,” Xi Ligui said angrily.

After arranging the Skeletons to guard the place, they quickly left.

The necromantic avatar cradling Shi Yali, while maintaining the spell, opened bottle after bottle of elixir, pouring it into her mouth.

Unlike before when she was truly dead, she now began to show swallowing movements.

Although the movements were small.

Being able to swallow the elixir was a good sign.

Healing Potions, Strengthening Potions, were continuously poured into her mouth, whether it was for Xi Ligui or because they were friends in their own right.

Wu Heng did not want her to truly die there.

After several potions were swallowed.

Shi Yali slowly opened her eyes, a mix of blood in her vomit as she said, “Wu Heng, you've come back?”

“Yes, it's okay now. We've driven him away,” Wu Heng said.

“That's good,” Shi Yali said with a pale face, managing a smile.

Meanwhile, the prophetic avatar, after releasing several Eagle Eye Techniques around the tavern, returned, dragging the owner's body from behind the counter.

The tavern owner's head had been twisted backward, seemingly caught in the crossfire.

“See if he can be brought back to life?” the prophetic avatar said.

Cough cough~!

Shi Yali coughed up blood violently, astonished she asked, “Why are there two of you? I must be dead.”