The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 543: Chapter 452, Are You Scared of Me?

The leading man stood in the distance with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, his voice clearly reaching into the building.

A pirate was talking down to the guild from on high.

It was probably the first time for that too.

Wu Heng had everyone return to their positions, and Andre Willow also set up Barrett in the corner of the window.

Moya said, “The one speaking is the captain of the Thunder Pirate Group—Tuolga, a Level 17 Fist Master, the second pirate in the Emerald Sea with the prospect of reaching Level 18. Those behind him are also captains or key members of the pirate group, all above Level 15.”

Imilo had gone to kill the Island Master, so Moya naturally stayed behind.

Now, seeing the situation outside, he quietly explained.

Wu Heng nodded and said to the outside, “Do you have that much authority? Can you let so many of us go?”

“Why care about others?” Tuolga shrugged and said, “You kill the people inside, I promise not to trouble you, and I’ll give you wealth and women. I heard you like women with animal-like appearances? I know of a type of giant lizard, I’ll give you two when the time comes for you to try.”

Hahaha~!

Behind him, the pirates let out a deafening laugh.

“Oh?” Wu Heng’s eyebrows raised slightly, “The Okam Pirate King sent you to persuade me to surrender? After plotting for so long, would he allow you to let me go?”

Tuolga’s laughter stopped abruptly, he looked towards this side with some surprise.

But he still said, “Surrender, your little maid is about to come over, you wouldn’t want to see her tortured in public, would you?”

Bang~!

Suddenly, a loud boom rang out.

On one side, Andre Willow directly pulled the trigger.

Tuolga’s face changed, and he instinctively leaped to the side.

Crack~!

The sound of shattering arose.

Tuolga quickly turned his head only to see that one of the Level 15 pirates behind him was half-shattered, blood and viscera trickling down.

Tuolga’s eyes widened, staring in horror at the scene.

He knew that the other party had incredibly powerful devices.

He just hadn’t expected them to have such a long range.

Bang bang~!

Two more explosions rang out.

Corresponding to them were two Level 15 pirates, their bodies missing parts, dying on the spot.

Just upon facing them, three Level 15 professionals had died.

These were captains who commanded the seas.

“Damn it, attack, exterminate the guild, a hundred gold for each member of the kill squad, three hundred gold for the squad leader, and five thousand gold for Wu Heng’s head, first come, first served,” Tuolga shouted loudly.

The pirates, who had just been startled, immediately shouted excitedly.

Waving the weapons in their hands, they rushed forward with great strides.

They spread out along the way, surrounding the guild building and began to run wildly towards it.

Bang bang bang~!

The skeletons upstairs and downstairs started pulling triggers, bullets whistled out densely.

Scores of pirates were instantly hit by the dense fire.

Falling in droves.

Then, the pirates with heavy iron shields, according to the bullets shot at them, paved a tortoise shell path forward.

Pirates passed beneath the iron shields and continued to rush forward.

Ferocious and crazed.

Crack crack~!

Two heavy ballistas were pushed a distance forward.

Crossbow arrows as thick as a forearm were loaded onto the ballistas.

They aimed into the distance.

Whoosh whoosh~!

The crossbow arrows whistled out, thump thump, they embedded in the guild’s tightly closed doors.

Then, the engraved Array activated, molten red iron began to flow, and the door also began to slowly melt.

Until the crossbow arrows fell off, the tightly closed door had been melted into a huge hole.

The pirates grew even more crazed, unceasingly rushing towards this side.

“Master, that man is also charging over,” Andre Willow fired several shots in succession, Barrett piercing through the iron plate, shattering the pirates.

However, in the chaos, that Level 17 pirate also charged into the hall.

His gaze swept across the room.

He headed straight for Wu Heng’s position.

“Kerim, Skull Crusher, kill him.”

Two skeleton attendants rushed toward the target.

But the other man was faster, flinging a chain from his hand, instantly linking him with Wu Heng.

“Got you, pretty boy.”

Tuolga sneered, before Kerim and Skull Crusher could get close.

He abruptly tore open a scroll, and light enveloped him and Wu Heng.

The next second, the two of them disappeared.

“Master…”

“Deputy Steward Wu Heng.”

Everyone’s faces went pale in an instant.

…

On Lighthouse Street, gunfire and alarm bells resounded throughout the sea of pirates.

Shiraz had heard these sounds before.

They were from Wu Heng’s weapon.

Sure enough, a fight had started, and the enemy had already begun attacking the guild.

Scores of Guard Teams assembled at the central square, leaving the streets of Lighthouse Street even more vulnerable.

Shiraz led the squad members in a dimly lit alleyway.

“Deputy Steward Shiraz, we were wrong, please let us go.”

Several people dressed as guards incessantly begged for mercy.

Shiraz glanced at them and said directly, “Kill them.”

The daggers slid across their necks, and the men fell to the ground in agony.

In the past, they might have taken them back for interrogation to ensure there were no procedural errors before dealing with them.

But now things were different, none of them might live to see tomorrow.

Why bother with so much.

Shiraz leaned in the alley and waited. The semi-transparent scout guard returned and drilled into the scroll.

Forming a complete picture.

At the harbor, a large number of guard teams had gathered.

On the land and in the sea were bodies of the slain.

It seemed all those near the harbor had been killed.

Indeed, the increase in the number of guard teams was to have more hands available for mobilization.

Wu Heng’s thinking was really sharp.

He had almost predicted everything, just a bit too late.

The other squad leaders came over.

“Deputy Steward, what should we do next?”

Shiraz put away the scroll and exchanged the longsword in his hand, “What can we do? We must seize the harbor, or else we all will die here.”

The others did not make a sound and began their final equipment check and preparation.

Once everything was ready,

Shiraz straightened his helmet and said solemnly, “Follow me and fight your way through.”

Having said that, he took the lead and charged forward.

At the harbor, the guard team immediately noticed the group.

“It’s the association’s people, kill them, and claim your rewards afterward.”

Hurrah~!

The guard team yelled and charged forward.

…

Outside the city, the wastelands.

The formation lit up, and two figures appeared at the same time.

Wu Heng quickly swept his surroundings, his expression a bit grave.

Wasteland?

It seemed that compared to attacking the association, they preferred killing him.

Tuolga also emerged, an iron chain connecting them with a distance of about 5 meters between them.

Seeing his confusion, he explained blandly, “Gladiator Chain Cuffs, legend has it they were found in the ruins of a dueling arena, and they cannot be opened easily.”

He continued,”Aren’t you going to try begging for mercy? Maybe if I’m pleased, the promise I made to you before might still stand? Being a pirate is better than dying here, right?”

The strength of a Necromancer lay in their undead minions and, of course, the terrifying power of the equipment in their hands.

But now he had been captured here.

Killing a Mage in close combat, even a Deputy Steward, was not much more difficult than killing an ordinary person.

Wu Heng’s face was stern,”Do I look scared to you?”

Tuolga slowly hardened his expression and said coldly, “Are you looking down on me?”

Wu Heng casually flipped his hand, and a submachine gun appeared. He didn’t need to aim, and he pulled the trigger towards the front.

Bang, bang, bang~!

Rapid bullets whistled out, shooting straight ahead.

The moment Tuolga saw the submachine gun, he burst out at an extremely fast speed, almost like a flash, closing the distance between them.

But Wu Heng adjusted the stream of bullets, blocking his path forward.

With a casual flip of his hand, a strong vortex of air gathered in front of him.

The bullets that were fired clearly paused in the air, then deviated from their trajectory and scattered to the sides.

The power of a Fist Master.

Another submachine gun appeared in his hand, holding two, he continued to block the enemy’s advance.

In hand-to-hand combat, no one was a match for a martial artist in terms of technique.

Tuolga bellowed, and Wu Heng’s head instantly buzzed, vision blurring.

After sweeping a few shots,

he quickly regained his vision, and the enemy had blinked up to him.

Only one meter separated them.

Tuolga’s eyes were filled with malice as he said coldly, “Let’s see what tricks you have left.”

Wu Heng’s expression remained unchanged, his demeanor intensified as he shouted, “Brothers, it’s time for real combat.”

The next second,

his figure began to tremble at a high frequency in the eyes of the opponent.

One figure suddenly turned into six identical figures, surrounding him in the middle.

“An illusion? Do you think this trick will change anything?”

One of the figures drew a sword and rushed forth, preparing for close combat.

From the back, several figures,

one cast [Oil Splatter Spell]

another cast [Disease Ray Spell], [Weakening Ray Spell].

Then came [Lightning Bolt Spell], [Fireball Spell].

…

A barrage of spells gathered towards his position in an instant.

Boom~!

With an explosive roar, Tuolga was blown backward, flying away.