Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1018, Sun Cult
Island owner's mansion.

As the flames gradually died down, Wu Heng emerged from the center of the furnace.

The sweltering heat emanating from his body distorted the air, and the winding runes on his skin fell off and onto the ground as he moved.

Wu Heng clenched his fist and could clearly feel that the strength of his bones had indeed improved, but he was still some distance away from breaking through to the second stage.

Two furnaces not far away were still burning.

Viola sat cross-legged on the left, her skin covered in crimson runes, constantly absorbing the surrounding heat.

On the right, Xilagui sat cross-legged, wearing a pair of beach shorts and a tank top that Wu Heng had given her. Her pale skin was also covered with runes, as if it had been coated with a honey color by the firelight.

Looking at it this way, Hilary's skin really is white, milky white.

Wu Heng watched from a distance, but since he couldn't offer any help, he went into the living room.

Minnie and Robbie brought over towels, helped him brush off the dust, and then sat down in the living room.

The Empress asked, "How was your day?"

"I don't feel anything special. The second stage is a bit more difficult." Wu Heng took the herbal tea that was served and took a sip.

I received a system notification on the second day after learning the first stage.

This bone-forging process with malevolent energy has now been going on for three days.

The Empress nodded and said, "The second stage is inherently more difficult, but for you, half a month should be enough time to break through."

"I take your kind words!"

"I have already taught the first stage of the rune drawing method to the Skeleton Rune Master." The Queen glanced at the 'furnace' outside the window. "From now on, the Skeletons can draw the runes for their cultivation."

Wu Heng continued, "It's better to leave it to the skeletons, so that when we go out, there's no one to help them."

If you go to the zombie world or leave Treasure Island.

Even the Empress couldn't draw runes for them, so it's good to hand it over to the Skeleton Rune Master; he can draw them anytime in the future.

As they were talking, Xiao Xiao and Benny flew back.

"It's so lively outside!" Little Xiao exclaimed, gesturing excitedly. "Everyone is talking about Aunt Viola becoming a hero, and saying they're not afraid of the Vatican coming again."

Benny chimed in, "The bards in the tavern are all praising Viola; she's quite popular."

Benny is constantly scrolling through her phone in the zombie world, and she's starting to speak more and more like a modern person.

They even used the trending topic to their advantage.

As the two souls spoke, the other women also gathered around.

They didn't go out in the morning, and were rather curious about what was happening outside.

Xiao Xiao continued, "I also overheard a few people discussing writing a letter to the Chamber of Commerce, suggesting that they resume cooperation with Treasure Island!"

After listening to Erhun finish speaking, Wu Heng nodded.

It was expected to cause a sensation.

Leaving aside Treasure Island, once the newspapers are sent to various places, they will definitely generate a certain amount of buzz.

Viola's promotion was like a pawn suddenly appearing on a chessboard, forcing all the observing forces to re-evaluate the game.

Sanella leaned back on the sofa and said, "At the latest next week, more chamber of commerce representatives will come with gifts to try and salvage the cooperation opportunity."

"Hmph!" Philippa took a big bite of the apple. "You ran away faster than anyone else back then, and now you want to come back and take advantage?"

Sanella laughed and said, "We really can't let them come back and take advantage of us. The agreement we signed with the consortium includes exclusive sales rights for the region, so they won't be able to get the goods even if they come back."

Philippa continued, "Selling some to them is fine too. I'll board pirates on the route and rob the cargo back."

Xiao Xiao exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, this is the legendary double-crossing!"

“What do you mean by ‘double-crossing’? It’s just a normal robbery,” Philippa corrected.

Wu Heng glanced at the two rascals and said, "I'm going to take a shower. I'll be going out for a bit later, so don't run around, Xiao Xiao."

"Okay!" Xiao Xiao replied.

Wu Heng got up and went upstairs. The maids rested for a while and then went to the training room, while the ghosts returned to the study.

After taking a nice, relaxing shower and changing my clothes,

Back in the study.

He glanced at the few ghosts huddled together watching a TV series and said, "Let's go, let's go to the zombie world."

"I thought we were going on a long trip!" Xiao Xiao muttered to herself.

“I haven’t had anything going on lately, why would I go on a long trip?” Wu Heng said.

Little Xiao floated over and said, "We haven't gone out to play in a long time."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go see your little sister. If we don't go soon, she'll be starting kindergarten. What if she doesn't recognize us then?"

"It won't be that fast!" Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go take a look when we have nothing to do in a few days."

"Okay!" Xiao Xiao agreed and crawled into her body.

After the other three ghosts entered his body, Wu Heng opened the gate and went inside.

……

A zombie apocalypse, in the monitoring room.

He stepped out of the gate and released all four ghosts.

"Uncle, give us your phones, let's see what people are talking about on the forum." Wu Heng took out the doll and the phone, one for each of them, and they gathered together to look at the forum.

Meanwhile, Wu Heng glanced at the surveillance camera in front of him and saw a skeleton dressed in a long robe standing straight in the guard's room on the first floor.

Their attire was completely different from that of the skeleton guards.

"Little one," Wu Heng said to the person behind him.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at her.

Wu Heng pointed at the skull on the screen, "Bring it up."

"Oh!" Little Xiao replied, detached from the puppet, and disappeared through the floor in the form of a ghost.

Before long, Xiao Xiao returned, and there was a knock at the door. Then a tall, skeletal figure walked in.

He wore a dark blue robe, stood ramrod straight, and had a flickering soul fire in his empty eye sockets.

[Spirit Mage (Level 20)]

Spirit Skeleton Mage, it seems Li Yahong has sent over another Pope's skeleton.

"Who is it?" Xiao Xiao re-possessed the doll and looked at it curiously.

“Corn Sword Saint #2, the Pope Skeleton we sent for the upgrade last time,” Wu Heng said speechlessly. “You’ve forgotten the name you gave him?”

"Ah!" Xiao Xiao exclaimed in realization, circling around once. "Sword Saint Number Two, is it level 20 yet?"

"Level 20."

The tiny puppeteer jumped up, patted the skeleton on the shoulder, and praised, "Not bad! Much better than the other skeletons."

The other three puppets beside them also turned to look.

Especially the Empress, who only realized at this moment what Xiao Xiao meant by mass 'farming' skeletons.

So they were using papal heroes as a way to replenish the skeletons.

The more you know, the more exaggerated it becomes.

After watching 'Sword Saint No. 2', the ghosts continued to scroll through their phones, and Wu Heng also took out his phone.

As I took it out, a text message popped up.

Wu Heng unlocked his phone and saw that it was a message sent by Li Yahong.

When she can't get through by phone, Li Yahong usually sends a text message first to convey some information.

The first message was, "The skeleton has been returned to you."

Next, I opened the second message, which was about the 'Sun Cult' mentioned last time.

"The Sun Cult is located in the Principality of Andorra in the southwest. Its leader is called 'Adrian Morton,' who is said to have originally been a psychology professor who received divine revelation after the end times and created the Sun Cult."

Below the text was a photograph. It was an image: a golden sun surrounded by simplified lines of light.

Wu Heng frowned instantly as he carefully examined the pattern.

At first glance, it looks somewhat like the holy radiance pattern of a papacy from another world, or perhaps a simplified version.

That can't be such a coincidence!

Wu Heng frowned, then called out to those behind him, "Come and take a look."

The four ghosts who were scrolling through their phones came over, formed a circle, and looked at the phone screen.

“The Vatican’s mark?” Granda said. “Two of the radiant lines on the edge are missing.”

The Holy See's emblem is a sun surrounded by seven crowns, symbolizing God's omniscience and immortal radiance.

The pattern in front of me is missing two of the ray lines.

However, their appearance and structure are basically the same.

"How come there's this here?" the Empress asked as well.

Wu Heng briefly recounted the story of the Sun Cult that Li Yahong had mentioned to Ji Hun.

After listening, everyone fell silent.

This is not good news. If the zombie world is associated with the Vatican, it feels like our homeland has been invaded.

"Could it be a coincidence?" Benny asked.

A short story: "The pictures are almost identical, how could it be a coincidence?"

“Let’s go take a look. It’s just a small church, so it’s unlikely to be the Vatican. If there really is a connection, it’s good to resolve it in advance.” Wu Heng said, picking up his phone and dialing Li Yahong’s number.

The call was answered after two rings, and Li Yahong's voice came through, "Hello! Have you seen the Sword Saint II I sent over?"

“I see.” Wu Heng continued, “Tell me about the Sun Cult, how is it now?”

“Still the same! They spread their rhetoric on forums and the world channel, but nobody believes them; they get even more people cursing them,” Li Yahong said with a laugh.

The establishment of the Sun Cult came at a time when the most perilous period had passed.

They're only starting to spread this theory of God now; modern netizens certainly won't tolerate it.

"Didn't you show any special abilities?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

“Huh? No! I still need to trade grain at the market. I don’t have any special abilities. If I do, I’m just an ordinary superhuman,” Li Yahong continued.

I consider the Sun Cult to be a complete fraudulent organization.

Granda said from the side, "Let's go take a look, it's just a trip."

Wu Heng nodded and continued asking into the phone, "What's the size of the base?"

"I heard it's a small base with a hundred or so people. If the people inside were truly capable, it wouldn't be this small." Li Yahong completely looked down on the base.

"Prepare the plane, I'm going there," Wu Heng said directly.

"You're going there yourself? There's no need for that."

"It's nothing, I'll just go and check on the situation, it won't take long."

Li Yahong didn't say much, and continued, "Are we leaving today?"

"Let's go today."

"I'll arrange a plane for you now, and then we'll use satellites to pinpoint your location and tell you the exact location of the base," Li Yahong said thoughtfully.

"Okay!" I hung up the phone.

Wu Heng got up and led the ghosts out to the airport.

……

The plane flew through thick clouds, with a rolling sea of ​​gray fog outside the window.

Inside the cabin, Wu Heng sat in a chair, his phone displaying more detailed information sent by Li Yahong.

Adrian Morton, 42, a former psychology professor, claimed about a month ago that he received divine revelation in a dream.

The core doctrine is that only those who believe in the sun god can survive the end times.

"Well? Any new news?" Granda looked over.

Meanwhile, in the seats next to them, Xiao Xiao and Benny were browsing forums, the Empress was watching a TV series, and only Granda seemed to care about this matter.

“There’s nothing new, except that the other party received a divine revelation in a dream a month ago,” Wu Heng replied.

"Mental health issues?"

"That's possible; the pressure of the apocalypse is quite immense."

Granda thought for a moment and continued, "If it really has connections to the Vatican, then we should act more swiftly."

"Okay!" Wu Heng nodded.

……

The plane landed on the dilapidated runway, its tires screeching loudly.

The hatch opened, and Wu Heng strode down.

Outside, several officials in faded uniforms walked up quickly.

But after walking over, he glanced at Wu Heng, then at the location of the cabin door behind him, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Was there only one person from the Yama's Palace?
In a post-apocalyptic world, is this the only person who dares to wander around?
"Welcome to Andorra." The leader smiled and extended his hand.

Wu Heng shook hands with him and said in English, "Thank you!"

The two exchanged a few simple polite words.

Wu Heng went straight to the main map and said, "Our deputy leader should have told you, right? I want to go to the Sun Cult."

The official immediately took out a tablet, circled a spot with his finger, and said, "They've taken in quite a few outlaws here."

The location the other party mentioned was the same as the one Li Yahong had shared, so it didn't seem to be a secret.

It sounds like there's more to it than just religion.

"Leave the plane here for now, I'll go take a look," Wu Heng said.

The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "They're not easy to contact over there. I suggest we communicate with them via radio."

"No need, there are some things I need to confirm," Wu Heng said.

The official's forehead was beaded with sweat. "I'll provide you with a squadron of armored vehicles! That'll be enough to deter those guys."

"I can go by myself, don't worry!" Wu Heng smiled.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade them, the official could only say, "This is my number. I'll have the armored vehicle on standby so we can provide immediate assistance if there's any danger."

These are people from the Underworld.

If I really die here, I won't be able to explain it to the other side.

Food, supplies, and even serum all depend on the Yama King's Palace.

Wu Heng nodded in agreement and left the base immediately.

After walking some distance, Wu Heng activated the [Mansion Technique] to release Skeleton Flash, mounted it on his back, and sped towards their destination.

During the journey, Granda said, "It seems we were overthinking it. If it really was related to the Vatican, it wouldn't be this bad."

I won't say it's really related to gods.

Even a normal professional in the Vatican shouldn't be in such a miserable state.

According to what the base officials just said, it's almost been designated as a terrorist gathering place.

"Then we've made a wasted trip." Little Flying, lying on its back, said with a hint of regret.

The empress smiled and said, "It's a good thing that there isn't any."

After flying for a while, the barbed wire fence in front gradually became clear.

The crooked steel plate was covered with sun totems, and several sentries carrying guns were eating something, completely unaware of the figure flying quickly overhead.

(End of this chapter)