The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 479: Chapter 394, Siege Association

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Boom boom boom~!

The explosive sounds of Wind Fire Thunder and lightning thunderclaps burst incessantly in the courtyard.

The members scattered to seek shelter, in total disarray.

Then, several figures appeared within their line of sight.

They watched the association’s people from a distance.

Xi Ligui held her longsword in one hand and watched the opposite side coldly, yet her heart sank to the abyss.

There stood 15 people opposite her, among which five were professionals above level 15, and the rest were core members of the pirates.

They were probably all around level 10.

Such a formidable lineup, all to kill Wu Heng?

Why?

Is it worth it?

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The pirates swept their gaze over the area in front of them.

It finally settled on the figure wrapped in white bone armor, standing behind two skeleton attendants.

A man clad in a religious robe, holding a book, revealed a smile and spoke softly, “Kill them all, leave none alive.”

Swish swish swish~!

Arrows flew out one after another, and as if coordinated, the many pirates charged at their respective targets.

Five figures all converged on Wu Heng’s position simultaneously.

“They really think highly of me!”

Wu Heng saw his targets rushing in as electricity surged in front of him.

Zzz~!

A silver-white lightning serpent suddenly burst forth, striking the leading Silver Armored Pirate.

The pirate’s body was instantly sent flying, crashing into a low wall behind him, the spreading current causing his whole body to convulse.

Wu Heng took out his submachine gun again, just as he was about to spray bullets, he saw several ignited thunder rolls flying towards him from the dark sky above.

His figure rapidly retreated as the spot he had just occupied was once again engulfed by the light of the thunder rolls.

He steadied his stance and scanned the area.

Among the pirates, a diminutive Bomb Dwarf was puffing on a pipe, igniting a thunder roll in his hand.

Damn, a Bomb Man.

The Silver Armored Pirate who had fallen to the ground stood back up.

Meanwhile, three other figures approached swiftly: a pirate with ferocious claws, a Dagger Pirate, and a Bow-wielding Ranger.

It seemed that the pirates were focusing all their attention on him. The pirates above level 15 had all made him their target.

Wu Heng glanced at the other members who were still fighting nearby.

Then he looked at the Bomb Dwarf who had already lit the fuse.

He fired his submachine gun at the approaching figures while rapidly retreating, taking his two skeleton attendants with him, creating distance from the combat zone.

The pirates, seeing his attempt to escape, exchanged glances and immediately pursued him into the darkness.

Xi Ligui saw Wu Heng drawing away five level-15 pirates on his own.

Her face underwent a drastic change.

The pirates’ target was originally him, and now he was moving away from the battlefield. Wasn’t this playing right into the pirates’ hands?

Why was his brain not working at a time like this?

Xi Ligui extended her hand, and circles of light appeared under her feet.

“You all fall back, I’ll go help him first…”

With a light step, she was about to chase after him.

Only to see a figure, like a cannonball, charging towards her.

Xi Ligui swept her longsword horizontally. After the clash, the two pulled away from each other again.

The man in the religious robe looked at her with a smile and said, “Vice-executive Xi Ligui, you should worry about your own predicament first.”

Xi Ligui’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Captain of the Hand of the Devil.”

“That’s me!”

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Wu Heng regulated his breathing, his 30 points of Agility allowed him to move swiftly through the night.

Even the thief closely following him couldn’t catch up for the moment.

Only the pirate Ranger’s Tamed Beast kept an eye on him from the sky.

As the distance widened.

Now that the enemies had revealed themselves, his mind, paradoxically, calmed down a lot.

He wasn’t too worried about the pirates, who were out in the open as opposed to hiding in the shadows.

If he managed well, with the trump cards he had saved up before, it shouldn’t be difficult to kill them.

What he needed to do now was to quickly kill them off and then return to rescue the others.

Sword in one hand, submachine gun in the other.

He abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He turned and sprayed bullets at the figure of the Bomb Dwarf charging at him with a lit thunder roll.

Bang bang bang~!

The concentrated gunfire whistled out instantaneously.

The Bomb Dwarf desperately dodged as the unignited thunder roll fell to the ground.

Looking at the bullet holes crumbling the stone, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

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It was at that time.

The remaining three figures had trapped themselves in the alleyway.

With a face full of horizontal scars and a charred black spot on his silver armor from a strike of lightning, the warrior coldly spoke, “Kid, you have quite a few tricks up your sleeve, no wonder your bounty has reached 500 Gold Coins.”

“Am I the enemy who killed your father? Why go to such lengths to scheme against a Vice-executive like me?”

“Can’t help it, who made your head so valuable?” the silver-armored warrior said.

“Only 500 Gold Coins, I’ll give you 500 Gold Coins and even pardon your past crimes. How about we go our separate ways after that?” Wu Heng adjusted his rifle and said outright.

“Hmph, you think we’re fools?” the silver-armored warrior snorted coldly, then turned his head and commanded, “Follow me and kill him, make it quick.”

With that said, he charged forward with his heavy longsword in hand.

The warrior charged ahead, while the thief and the Fist Master spread out to either side, and the Bomb Dwarf relit the fuse.

Wu Heng also made his move instantly.

He raised his hand and released the “Breath of Death”, forming a cloud of negative energy that obscured the dim moonlight.

The submachine gun hanging around his neck was tossed backward as he fished out two grenades from his pocket, pulled the pins, and threw them forward.

Unlike lighting a fuse, the detonation of these grenades would only take a few seconds.

Boom, boom~!

The explosions sounded, and shrapnel flew in all directions.

The charging warrior was once again sent flying, vomiting blood profusely.

Meanwhile, as dust and smoke filled the air, the skeleton Kerim braced itself with one hand and covered itself with the “Fog Skill”.

In an instant, his figure disappeared, reappearing behind the pursuing Ranger in the blink of an eye.

A sense of alarm spurred the Ranger to crouch in haste, as a strand of hair on top of his head was cut off by the longsword.

He rolled on the spot, two daggers appearing in his hands, and he charged at the skeleton attendant.

The Skull Shattering Skeleton, wielding a warhammer, moved to attack the confronting Fist Master.

Every time the warhammer struck, bricks shattered, and electricity scattered.

Wu Heng quickly retreated backwards, the submachine gun in his hands firing at the rapidly approaching thief.

Knowing the weapon was powerful.

The thief moved with drifting steps, darting into a small alleyway to the side.

“The warrior drank an elixir; he’s going to get up soon,” Xiao Xiao reminded from the side.

Wu Heng took out two more grenades and cast “Animate Object”, turning the grenades into something akin to homing missiles that arced towards where the thief was hiding behind the wall.

Boom, boom~!

The explosions rang out again.

The low wall collapsed, and the silver-armored warrior was covered in blood.

While drinking an elixir, the silver-armored warrior struggled to move aside.

He had just made a move.

When two round objects were once again tossed back at him, he cursed softly and retreated backward.

The blast went off again, sending the man flying for the third time.

Blood poured from his mouth in copious amounts, his form utterly disgraceful.

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Wu Heng entered a “berserk” state, his body no longer feeling pain.

He repelled the thief again.

He charged directly towards the warrior.

The warrior, who had collapsed to the ground, had a momentary pause in his expression. He hurriedly crawled up, placing his longsword horizontally in front of him, prepared to counter the attack.

Bullets cascaded down like a torrential rain.

His armor deflected most of the bullets, but still, numerous blood holes were left on his body.

“You maniac, why are you singling me out?” his lips cracked as he vomited blood and yelled loudly.

In his eyes, there was immense fear of this man.

They initially circled to kill a Mage, yet he fought like a rabid dog, stubbornly fixating on him alone.

Bang, bang, bang~!

After a few shots, the warrior was instantly dead.

The other pirates’ complexions turned even uglier.

The fight had just started, and they hadn’t seen any losses on the opponent’s side, but one of their own had already fallen first.

Wu Heng turned around, his submachine gun spitting flames, forcing the Bomb Man, who had peeked out again, to retreat.

He cast Corpse Manipulation Skill, and the dead warrior’s eyes slowly opened.

Wu Heng instantly tossed an object to the warrior, then turned to flee, shouting, “Glenda, take control of me.”

“Understood.”

Consciousness split, with Glenda occupying the flesh, firing the gun while retreating.

Gradually widening the gap.

The bald carrion who had caught the weapon on the ground did a roll, and after catching the weapon, lay on the ground and pulled out his longsword.

“Stand by at your position!”

Swoosh~!

A silver-white sword light flashed past, and the Ranger, who was wielding his daggers, had his neck slashed by the silver blade.

He rolled off to the side gurgling.

The Fist Master’s pupils contracted, forcibly halting his movement.

Only his eyes continued to dart between the carrion drawing the sword and the fleeing target.

Silent Blade Evil Sword.

Damn it, it was this kid at the auction.