The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Slyther…

Wu Heng was making a conscious effort to recall this name.

It seemed as though he had heard it somewhere.

His mind quickly ran over his memories. The opportunities where he could come in contact with the title of “Mrs.” in Black Stone Town were few.

He soon remembers from where he had heard this name.

The term “Mrs. Slyther”, was mentioned by Cavina on the train back after completing the Mining Village mission.

She’s the Vice-executive of Black Stone Town Professional Association, and the female owner of Money Cat.

She is one of the truly wealthy and influential people in Black Stone Town.

Her position at the Association was also special, she was not only the Vice- executive but also a ‘Secret Speaker’.

An expert at and enthusiast for gathering all kinds of information.

Out of curiosity, Wu Heng glanced at her, only to find her curiously examining him as well.

“Wu Heng, this is ‘Slyther’, the Vice-executive of the Association.” Executive Yazde introduced. Then to the enchanting woman, she continued, “This is Wu Heng, he’s just joined the fourth squad not too long ago.”

“Oh? So you’re that little necromancer who investigated the Mining Village?” Slyther’s eyes scanned Wu Heng, as though trying to see through something.

In her eyes, there was undisguised interest.

“Slyther, stop teasing him,” the executive reminded her from the side.

Slyther withdrew her gaze, but still smiled and asked, “How did you manage to kill those mercenaries from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group?”

“It was simply luck, the credit mainly belongs to the captain and the investigation team.”

Slyther continued observing him while maintaining her smile, “How did you come up with the idea of becoming a Necromancer?”

So she was collecting information about him?

But these questions were ones others had asked in the usual course; so, he simply answered in the same manner as he normally would.

“It was the only job related to a Mage that I could find, so I chose it.”

“And your skeleton? How many do you have?”

“Only one.”

“Not bad.” Slyther commented, lazily half-leaning on the sofa.

The few people present could tell.

This Vice-executive was showing a strong interest in Wu Heng. On their first meeting, she had already asked him several questions in a row.

Seeing Slyther’s silence, the executive resumed speaking, “Alright, let’s discuss official matters. There will be a unified action by the Association tonight….” Damn it!

There was another mission after all.

Wu Heng was a bit troubled.

Yazde continued, “Your team has fewer members, so you don’t have to participate in tonight’s action. Your duty is to guard the Association. Autruck will know the specifics and he will assign the missions to you.”

Phew!

Wu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

He had thought he was going to be sent out again to investigate some strange things.

Working the night shift wasn’t too taxing – he just had to persevere through the night.

“Okay, that’s settled. You can go back and prepare,” said Yazde.

The three nodded and left the study together.

The sky was darker now.

In the slightly dim large hall, the professional squads were gathering.

Groups were forming based on squad alignments. Each person was armoured and had swords ready, preparing for battle.

Before long, Executive Yazde walked out from the rear.

He pronounced, “The target for this mission is ‘Bawudong’, an Elder from the ‘Church of Divine Punishment’. He’s a level 12 professional, and has several church elites under him. Our operation is to coordinate with the guards of Black Stone Town, but this operation is still dangerous. Everyone needs to be cautious, and safety is paramount.”

Hearing this, the faces of every squad turned a little solemn.

A level 12 professional is considered a rare powerhouse.

It was surprising to find such a person in a small place like Black Stone Town. Simultaneously, everyone realised why they had been searching for fugitives throughout the city a while ago: they had been searching for the people from the Church of Divine Punishment, but nothing had been revealed until the discovery of concrete clues, only then it was announced.

A level 12 powerhouse is indeed an unstable factor.

After a few more instructions from the executive,

someone strode in from outside and said, “We can set off now.”

“The fourth squad will stay back at the Association, the rest of the squads, move out.” The executive waved his hand, leading the professional squads out of the Association.

They joined up with the guards on their way and hurried towards the North City Gate.

After the squads left, the hall became quiet again.

Wu Heng asked Basen to close the main door.

He casually asked, “Captain, this Elder of the Church of Divine Punishment is pretty powerful, isn’t he? Sending out so many people.”

Autruck pondered for a while before speaking, “I don’t know much about the Church of Divine Punishment either. All I know is that they are a church active within the eastern region of the kingdom, established by a group of fanatics. They often conduct sacrifice rituals, and have a notorious reputation.” There are many professions in this world that are associated with gods.

For instance, priests, or warlocks who also have a rather infamous reputation. The direction of the profession depends on obtaining or exchanging power from the gods they believe in.

Wu Heng used to be an atheist himself, but now he could travel between two worlds with a key. So it wouldn’t be strange if one day a deity truly appeared before his eyes.

Of course, it’s better not to provoke them.

“So why did they come to Black Stone Town?” Wu Heng asked next.

“They might have some objective, or they might just be passing by and decided to stay, I’m not sure about the specifics. However, the people from the Church of Divine Punishment are on the wanted list all year round,” Autruck replied softly.

“Oh!” Wu Heng responded with disinterest in this topic, shifting the conversation, “Captain, I’ve been practicing swordsmanship recently. Could you give me some pointers, if possible?”

“Sure, show me what you’ve been practicing,” said Autruck.

Wu Heng immediately took out his iron sword and started practicing the moves he learned from his training with Jianyi.

“Raise your arms higher, your muscles are too tense,” Autruck walked over and instructed.

Cavina stood aside watching the two men practice their swordsmanship while brewing three cups of fruit tea.

In a house in a residential area,

A Black Feathered Crow flew through the window, landing with precision on the shoulder of a man in the pitch-dark room.

The man ran his bony palm over the crow and said, “Black Stone Town’s guard team and professional squads have left from the North City Gate. Their destination should be the place we’ve prepared. There are only four people left in the central Association.”

The curtain was pulled back, moonlight filled the room, and in the dim moonlight, one could see three men sitting around a round table.

One man was tall and burly, his head shaved and with bare arms. Another one was in leather armor with an iron sword at his waist. The last man was cloaked in a black robe, accompanied by the Black Feathered Crow that had just flown in.

“Huh, a bunch of idiots.” the man in leather armor sneered.

The man with the crow didn’t respond, his gaze shifting towards the tall, burly man as he continued, ” ‘Elder Bawudong’, considering a place like Black Stone Town, I don’t think there should be too many military forces left in the city.”

The man tilted his head, “Since the Professional Association insists on catching us, let’s give them a big surprise.”

“Then let’s get started.”

The three men got up and headed out.