The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 141: 139, Life is a disease (4000 words, updated once earlier) _1
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Chapter 141: Chapter 139, Life is a disease (4000 words, updated once earlier) _1
Thud~!
A dull thud sounded.
The giant beast-woman charged like a wild bull, sending one person flying, flinging him four or five meters away.
The other two turned their heads to look at their airborne companion, surprise etched on their faces.
What’s happening.
This is intense.
“Kill her, something’s off!”
The man who was thrown scrambled to his feet, clutching his chest as he spoke.
The other two also turned around, immediately drawing their daggers and rushed towards the beast-woman from both sides.
They planned to flank her, their prime objective was to kill and collect blood.
Duke’s face also turned serious in an instant, involuntarily blowing a kiss as he lowered his center of gravity and drew an iron sword from his waist.
His eyes were vigilant as he watched the two rushing towards him.
Whoosh~!
Just as the two attackers were getting closer, almost upon him.
The piercing sound of an arrow cutting through the air sounded.
Thud~!
An arrow, fired from a distance, instantaneously pierced one man’s body, exiting from the other side.
The man in the middle staggered back a few steps.
Looking down at the arrow that had gone right through him, the face of the other man changed dramatically.
At this point, the sound of wings flapping rang again from the sky.
A black-winged eagle swooped down from the sky.
The man raised his arm to block it.
With a scratch, the eagle’s sharp claws left deep marks on his leather armor.
“Ahh!” Duke, dressed as a woman, roared out loud.
Wielding his iron sword, he rushed in to join the fray.
The weapon in his hands danced wildly, blowing kisses and catcalls as he roared at his opponents.
Whoosh, whoosh~!
Arrows continued to rain from a distance.
Wu Heng, leading a group of men, also quickly joined the battle from a distance, swiftly bringing down their enemies.
…
The mission proved easier than expected.
Duke handed the veil to Wu Heng, “Captain, this is for you.”
Wu Heng took it and stowed it away immediately.
He had spent a few thousand silver coins on this and little did he value it.
Still so naive.
Do you think you get many chances to gallantly pretend to be a girl?
“Drag the bodies over here!” Wu Heng instructed.
Duke and Mata dragged the bodies over.
Three bodies, neatly laid out in front of them.
Wu Heng continued using “Communicate with the Dead”, “Are there any others of you?”
“There are other members.” responded the corpse.
It wasn’t just the three of them.
Moreover, the words “members” would suggest something like a team or a faction.
Wu Heng tried asking, “What is the name of your organization?”
“The Blood Worship Sect!”
What the hell, there really was an organization.
Wu Heng looked at Duke and Mata, both of whom shook their heads to indicate that they had never heard of it.
It didn’t seem to be well-known locally.
“How many people are there in your organization?” Wu Heng continued to ask.
“Including us, a total of eight people.”
The number wasn’t that large.
It must be a newly established small sect.
That’s why they were sneaking around, killing people everywhere.
Compared with some cults proclaiming strange doctrines, these random killers were even more detestable.
“What’s your purpose in killing?”
“Collecting fresh blood.”
Wu Heng wanted to ask what the fresh blood was for, but he felt that was not important.
He continued to ask, “Where is your sect located?”
“To the North, there’s a separate house.”
At the end of five questions, the body fell back with a thud.
Blood continued to flow from the wounds.
Wu Heng continued to awaken the second body and immediately asked, “What are the distinctive features of the house where you’re hiding?”
The corpse replied, “There’s a red crescent moon pattern on the walls.”
“What is the name of your leader?”
“I don’t know.”
Don’t know?
“What’s the strength of your leader?”
“Level 10.”
“Apart from the people of the Blood Worship Sect, are there any others helping you?”
“No….”
“You…”
After questioning the second corpse, Wu Heng started asking the third one.
‘Communicate with the Dead’ recalled the original memory, sometimes, different people had different perspectives on the same question and thus gave different answers.
Repeatedly asked about the number of people in the church and the level of the leader.
He could confirm that it was just the newly established small sect, there were still 5 more people in the base, including their leader.
A professional at level 9 or 10.
Most likely level 10, because the one they killed in the tavern last time was a level 9 outlaw. Now that this one had become a sect leader, his level should be even higher.
“Captain, what’s next?” asked Duke.
“Let’s go, to the North.”
…
In accordance with the information, Wu Heng and his team arrived at the northern gathering spot outside the city.
Standing in a dark alley, they waited silently.
The Black Feathered Eagle circled the sky twice.
Xiao Xiao, the Ghost, maintaining her invisibility, flew back from a distance.
They shared vision and found the wooden house marked with a red crescent moon from the opposite air.
The room inside was dim and small and there were five people gathered inside, holding cups filled with fresh blood, muttering something as if they were praying before gulping it down.
A satisfied, intoxicated expression spread across their faces.
There was also a basement below, where three women were locked in an iron cage along with bodies that had not yet been disposed of.
It seemed that the hunters were not the only three who had come out.
Wu Heng frowned and contemplated a moment, then gestured towards the building across and said: “There are five people in the house. Duke, come with me. Mata, find a location and keep a watch. Pay attention to kill anyone who gets close or tries to escape.”
“Understood!”
The two nodded.
Wu Heng led Duke and the two skeletons towards the house.
As they approached, a voice came from beyond the door, “Who’s there?”
Wu Heng directly said, “We are the nearby residents. We heard that there was a Red Veil Tavern around here. Is it nearby?”