The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 847

Chapter 847: Chapter 683, Your Boat? Chapter 847: Chapter 683, Your Boat? In the early morning, the sunshine sprinkled on the sea surface, scattering shimmering waves.

The sailors heading toward the Netalee City Association embarked on the ships early.

Newly recruited sailors and accompanying attendants were making final preparations.

Meanwhile, several high-level representatives from headquarters gathered on the deck, silently waiting with a hint of impatience in their eyes.

“Why isn't Wu Heng here? He set the time himself and didn't even stick to it,” complained a Dwarf among the crew, his rough voice especially clear.

“He probably forgot the time himself,” the Priest chuckled.

“Let's wait a bit more, if he still doesn't show, we'll have someone call him,” the veteran mage whispered softly.

“No need to wait any longer, have someone find him, and Sim, make sure to record this,” the level 18 Swordsman Elder said indifferently.

The Dwarven investigator beside him took out a pen and paper from his Space Ring.

Ding~!

Just as he was writing down the record.

An ear-piercing noise came from the sea.

Then, exclamations arose from the other people on the ship.

“What a huge ship.”

“It's flying the flags of Gold and Silver Island as well as the Association's flag, it's a ship from Gold and Silver Island.”

“That is just too exaggerated!”

The deck railing was instantly crowded with people.

The few from the Association looked towards the distant sea surface.

Far in the distance on the sea level, a giant, never-before-seen bizarre ship appeared, like a small island floating on the sea.

The escort ships beside it seemed exceptionally petite.

Three level 18 professionals and four level 15 professionals.

All stood by the railing, eyes wide with surprise, watching the scene unfold.

Not only were they astonished by the giant ship, but they were also filled with confusion.

What's going on with Gold and Silver Island?

Inventions like pens and watches could be refined, but where did such a colossal object come from?

This kind of large machinery couldn't just be made by having a brain.

“Elder, they are signalling us with flags, asking us to come over,” said the sailor at the mast top.

The Swordsman Elder nodded, “Move closer.”

Whoosh~

Everyone immediately started moving, and the ship slowly approached the fleet where the giant ship was.

And the closer they got, the more they felt the enormity of the giant ship.

And how tiny their own ship was.

On the Dragon-carrying Giant Ship.

The Array slowly formed, and the figures of three level 18 professionals appeared.

They looked around.

Their expressions turned sour instantly.

On the spacious deck, rows of Skeleton Flying Dragons were shaking their heads and wagging their tails.

Tap tap tap~

Footsteps sounded.

Cavina, the captain of the fifth team from the association, approached with her team members, “Elder, Dean, any commands?”

The three exchanged looks, and Gianvito asked, “Where is Wu Heng?”

“The Lord isn't on this ship; he's on that one below,” Cavina replied directly.

“Which one?” the three asked, puzzled.

Cavina pointed to the blue and white Escort Ship below, “That one.”

“Alright, got it.”

On the Escort Ship.

Philippa came running over and said, “The main party's ship looks too ordinary, and they've brought quite a few people too.”

Different from their own ship.

The main party's ship carried many living creature sailors and logistics personnel, plus several guards and attendants, not a small number of people.

“If nothing unexpected happens, our ship will be unique for a few years, others probably won't figure it out,” Wu Heng spoke.

“What a pity, if I had this kind of ship when I was a pirate, who knows how imposing I would have been.”

“Could a pirate be more imposing than you are now as the Captain of the Gold and Silver Island fleet?” Wu Heng retorted.

“True that.”

Wu Heng looked at a parrot that ran in next to him, “Is your wing hurt? Why do you keep running around?”

“Who? Let me check,” Philippa picked up the parrot to inspect it.

While they spoke, an Array suddenly lit up on the deck of the Escort Ship, quickly forming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whoosh~

The Skeletons on the ship swiftly swarmed forward, surrounding the Array with rifles in hand.

Then, the figures of the three level 18 professionals gradually became clear.

“Return to your posts,” Wu Heng ordered.

The Skeletons immediately dispersed, each returning to their posts.

Gianvito then stepped forward and asked, “Why aren't you on that biggest ship?”

“That ship is used for transporting troops, what's the matter?” Wu Heng asked.

The safest option is still the escort ship.

It possesses both main cannons and close-defense artillery, in the current world, unless a hero comes along.

Otherwise, it's difficult for anyone to board this ship.

While aircraft carriers equipped with Flying Dragons have been outfitted with large numbers of Skeleton defenses, they have not yet installed close-defense weapons.

It still falls short.

“Just visited that ship, quite shocking,” Gianvito said.

“Can't compare with headquarters,” Wu Heng made a polite remark, then asked, “Do you three have any orders?”

The Swordsman Elder said, “We came to verify the ships, there are no issues now, let's set out immediately!”

Wu Heng nodded, glanced at Philippa, and directly ordered, “The fleet, set sail.”

The flag signals were sent down, and the fleet began to advance into the depths of the Emerald Sea, with Gold and Silver Island shrinking in size and gradually disappearing.

…

“Are both of these ships yours?” Gianvito asked.

The other two also looked over, waiting for his answer.

Wu Heng smiled and nodded, “Gold and Silver Island's.”

“It's our first time seeing such ships, this place really is quite magical,” Gianvito said with a smile.

Wu Heng gestured with his hand, “Let's talk in the cabin, it's windy outside.”

They followed him into the cabin.

Philippa brought in some tea and also sat down at the side.

The Swordsman Elder asked, “Approximately how many days to reach Netalee City?”

“4 to 5 days.”

“With your understanding of the entire case, do you have any thoughts?”

Wu Heng looked at Gianvito, pondered a moment, “It's still too early to start theorizing about a suspect now; it's better to discuss it after we arrive at the island.”

Gianvito also smiled and said, “Elder Tapani, do you want Wu Heng to predict the suspect in advance? If he truly had that capability, we would just arrest the person directly.”

“That's true, it's indeed too early.”

…

Association.

Wu Heng's departure had no effect on Gold and Silver Island.

Just that his leaving made Steward Xi Ligui feel somewhat empty inside, as if she had lost her mainstay.

But the problem wasn't significant; it was just a brief departure.

Whether or not he could solve the case, he would return.

What she needed to do was to keep this place secure.

Bang!

The door was forcefully pushed open.

Shi Yali strode in, her voice grave, “The Fifth Princess is missing.”

Xi Ligui's brows instantly furrowed, “How is she missing?”

“It's time for her performance at the opera house; noticing her delay, I came here to search. I just had someone check; her luggage and belongings are here, but she isn't,” Shi Yali spoke quickly.

Xi Ligui's eyes narrowed slightly, a guess forming in her mind.

But nothing could be confirmed now.

“Get something from her room,” Xi Ligui put on her armor.

Shi Yali went out again and returned with two pieces of clothing.

Xi Ligui took them and headed directly to the Island Lord's Mansion.

To see the Prophet.

…

Aboard the ship, the kitchen.

In the dimly lit room, two figures in dirty sailor outfits sat on wooden crates, washing vegetables.

“Princess, we aren't walking into a trap, are we?”

“The association investigation team, they wouldn't dare make a move in front of the Association.”

“If there is danger, you can go to Lord Island Master; he will surely save you.”

“Don't worry, let's follow them and see the situation, then return with the Association ships; they wouldn't dare to do anything.”

“Princess, we're almost out of money.”

“Once this matter is over, we can go back to performing dramas; we will earn enough to live on.”

They chatted softly.

The shouting of other sailors came from behind, “Are you two embroidering? You move so slow, if you can't handle this, go scrub the deck.”

“Alright, alright,” the Maid immediately responded.

…

Afternoon.

Three Association personnel returned to their own ships, and Philippa rode a Flying Dragon to a large cargo ship.

Wu Heng sat in the cabin, took out the “Teleportation Technique” Skill Book, planning to read it.

The book wasn't very thick; he should be able to unlock it in an afternoon.

Moreover, such skills were quite useful.

At least, they could be helpful in certain special terrains for mobility.

“Going to read?” Glenda's figure appeared beside him.

“Yes, where are Xiao Xiao and the others?” Wu Heng asked.

“They're flying with the ship,” Glenda explained, then said, “Pass me that Disease Radiation book, I'll continue reading it.”

Wu Heng took out another Skill Book from the Space Ring and handed it to Glenda.

Each engrossed in a book, they began their reading in the room.