Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1019, Training Two Heroes
The sun totem painted all over the steel wall reflects a dazzling light under the sun.

The crooked lines resemble a child's scribbles, yet they evoke a strange sense of frenzy.

"This is too exaggerated!" Xiaoxiao struck a Superman flying pose, looking at the wall that was almost completely covered in graffiti. "They've painted this whole thing like a giant light bulb."

Benny glanced at it too, "That's quite a vivid description."

Wu Heng didn't join their conversation. He lightly patted the skull's shimmering shoulder bone, and the shimmering insect's wings flapped faster again, shooting towards the wall.

The four ghosts stopped chatting and quickened their pace to catch up.

Amidst the whistling sounds, the guards on the wall finally noticed the rapidly approaching target.

"There's a missile!" someone shouted instinctively.

"It's not a missile, it's a big worm."

"It's a monster! Shoot! Shoot now!"

In the chaos, someone spotted the target and loudly gave orders.

In the midst of fear and panic, the sound of safety locks being opened filled the air.

Bang Bang Bang ~!

Without warning or negotiation, bullets rained down into the sky.

Wu Heng raised his hand, and a crystal-clear water curtain condensed out of thin air.

The bullets struck the water curtain, as if sinking into a viscous substance, their speed decreased drastically, and they eventually came to a stop in mid-air, floating in the water curtain.

The people on the wall stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding in Shangfeng.

"A super-powered individual!"

"damn it!"

The group spoke in hushed tones, frantically changing bullets in their hands.

Before the gun barrel could be raised again.

Swish swish~!

The curtain of water in the sky suddenly collapsed, turning into thousands of water droplets that crashed against the wall.

Bang Bang Bang ~!

Water droplets struck the wall like sharp arrows, and amidst the rising dust, the gunfire abruptly ceased.

The skull landed on the wall, and Wu Heng jumped down from its back. Below him were dead guards, who, despite wearing some protective gear, were riddled with water droplets.

Inside the base, the gunshots drew the attention of the others.

Amid the noise and chaos, hundreds of people rushed out of the buildings inside the base, carrying various weapons, including women and children.

The crowd rushed out in chaos, but when they looked at the wall, they were stunned. It wasn't a horde of corpses or an army, but a black-haired young man wearing leather armor and a strangely shaped, pale white skeleton.

A skeleton that can stand up and move.

The Hall of Yama! Yama, the King of Hell?
Hurrah~!

The crowd began to move, pushing the women and children to the front to form a human wall.

Wu Heng looked at the people behind him, and after a quick glance, his gaze settled on a middle-aged man wearing glasses, a long robe, and a necklace with a sun-like glow on his chest.

"Are you a bishop of the Sun Church?"

The man's expression changed, and he suddenly screamed, "Kill him! He carries the zombie virus! He'll infect everyone!"

The sound of the gun safety being released again was particularly jarring.

“Tell them to be quiet,” Wu Heng said.

The empress rushed into the crowd, and wherever she went, people fell one after another like cut wheat ears. In the blink of an eye, the entire area was filled with the sound of snoring.

The bespectacled man also fell backward, but in the instant he fell, the skeleton flashed down, its bone claws gripping the middle-aged man's shoulders like iron clamps, lifting him back onto the wall.

The pain pulled him out of the dream. "What are you going to do...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a drop of water pierced his heart with pinpoint accuracy.

The man's eyes widened, and he slowly slumped down.

After the others died, Wu Heng raised his hand and released [Conversation with the Dead].

The corpse suddenly sat up, its cloudy eyes looking in this direction.

Wu Heng asked, "Does the Sun Cult truly have a god, or is it just a hoax to deceive people?"

"The gods truly exist. They guide me and save all living beings from peril." The corpse's voice was dry yet resolute.

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows.

He really is a believer.

When a corpse answers a question, it will give the answer that it believes to be correct.

In other words, he genuinely believed that God existed.

Granda said, “Ask him where he got the idea that he saw God.”

Wu Heng asked, "How did you come to see the gods, or learn of their existence?"

The corpse replied, "I received divine revelation in a dream."

In the information Li Yahong provided, she mentioned that the other party received divine revelation in a dream.

It seems this is true.

"You saw what God looked like?"

"I did not see the form of God, but I heard the teachings and saw the signs and symbols of God!"

Wu Heng wanted to ask, "How do you know it's a god if you haven't seen it?"

But this kind of question is not very meaningful.

Then he asked, "Can you actively contact the gods?"

The corpse replied, "No... I can only hear some sounds."

This is the last question.

"Besides you, has anyone else had this dream and received some kind of divine revelation?"

The corpse replied, "Not yet."

That concludes the five questions.

The body fell back to the ground with a thud.

Xiao Xiao circled the corpse once, "He wouldn't have taken his dream seriously, would he?"

Granda said, "If it were just a dream, it would be impossible for the drawing to resemble the Vatican so closely."

"Then he's too weak." Xiao Xiao was still somewhat skeptical.

Wu Heng glanced at the corpses around him, as well as the others who were fast asleep.

He said, "Search the base and see if there's anything of value. I'll call the airport and have them send someone to take over this place."

“Alright!” the four ghosts agreed and scattered.

Wu Heng picked up the phone and dialed the number he had written down earlier.

After a brief exchange, they agreed to have the other side send troops over.

hang up the phone.

The skeleton gleamed on the ground, piling up all sorts of guns and ammunition.

Wu Heng put it into his spatial ring.

Then, Benny flew back first, "I found some weapons and ammunition. I don't know how such a small base has so many guns."

Wu Heng said, "There's nothing strange about it. In some countries, firearms are legal, and they are sold in various shops, so they are easy to obtain."

“Oh! I was right!” Benny nodded.

Xiao Xiao chimed in, "I also found some gold and silver jewelry here, and it seems like they want to trade with us."

"Take me there and put all of these away." Wu Heng followed the ghost to several rooms and collected all the valuable items inside.

After looting the two souls, they walked out.

Granda and the Queen waited at the door. Granda said, "There are some things in that bishop's room that I need you to look at."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, sensing that the other person's expression was somewhat serious.

"Let's go!"

……

Pushing open the wooden door, a musty smell wafted out of the room. The walls were covered with hand-painted sun patterns, the edges of the paper yellowed and curled.

Unlike the rough crows on the outer wall, these patterns look much more delicate, with the arc of each ray of light meticulously depicted.

“It’s getting more and more like it, and some of the patterns even appear on the robes of papal priests.” Granda pointed to a few sketches in the corner.

But they are all roughly the same, as if they were drawn when the memory was hazy.

After observing the room for a while, Granda said softly, "Judging from the current situation, it doesn't seem like the Holy See has actively influenced this place."

Wu Heng looked over and asked, "What do you mean?"

“If it were a direct influence from the Papacy, it wouldn’t be so vague. It’s more like he accidentally glimpsed something,” Granda continued. “If God had really noticed him, things wouldn’t have developed to this point.”

“That makes sense,” Wu Heng nodded.

Xiao Xiao blinked. "So, he had a dream and then convinced himself to be a believer?"

"That's a very good summary," Benny nodded.

"Take the data back first, and we'll discuss it later." Wu Heng said, collecting all the data and storing it in his spatial ring.

The entire base was thoroughly searched.

Wu Heng sat in front of the open base gate, waiting.

Soon, the buzzing of drones grew louder as two reconnaissance drones hovered overhead.

After confirming there was no danger, the armored vehicles and troops quickly approached.

The official, whom they had met before, quickly stepped off the armored vehicle and peered through the open gate, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

The roadside was filled with people lying down, some of them snoring, creating an eerily strange scene.

His gaze returned to Wu Heng, his voice tightening, "You came all this way just to wipe out this place?"

This isn't an investigation; it's an entire family wipeout!
But in his mind, he thought of the Dawn Alliance agreement regarding the joint annihilation of dangerous bases.

It feels like they were sent here to clean up this base.

But the situation before us is too exaggerated. One person so quickly ended the armed forces of a base.

Have all the major bases become this powerful?
Wu Heng said, "I've come to confirm some things. Take the rest of you back. You can contact Li Yahong for details."

The officer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, this man hadn't demanded the execution of everyone.

"Don't worry, I'll take these people back and verify their identities." He then straightened his back. "Do you need a car to take you back to the airport?"

"No need! You guys go ahead with your work," Wu Heng said.

The officer nodded and waved slightly. The soldiers rushed into the base, woke up all the survivors, and put them under guard.

After Wu Heng left the other party's sight, the skull flashed and fell from the sky. Wu Heng grabbed the other party's body, soared into the sky, and returned to the airport.

Continue by plane and return to Xinfu City.

……

on the plane.

After hanging up the communication with Li Yahong, Granda and the Empress floated to her side.

“I’ve reviewed it carefully,” Granda said. “Based on the circumstances of the interrogation and the intelligence we’ve gathered, it seems as if his consciousness accidentally connected to some other being, much like our radio accidentally received cross-dimensional radio waves.”

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow; this explanation was quite apt.

"You mean, this person accidentally received a message from the Vatican in a dream, but the signal was bad, and all they saw and heard were blurry images."

“Yes! That’s my guess.” Granda nodded.

Wu Heng then looked at the Empress and asked, "In terms of the spread of deities and beliefs, were there any ancient methods of transmission through dreams?"

“Dreams also need a medium; it’s impossible to dream of such things for no reason.” The Empress pondered for a moment and said, “But I agree with Granda’s speculation that this person unconsciously captured the fluctuations of faith for some reason and misunderstood them as ‘divine revelation’.”

"If that's the case, then what is the medium?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

"Let's investigate. It's related to the Vatican, like the Vatican planting some kind of magic on you, or some Vatican artifacts or tools, or even someone," the Queen continued. "But don't worry too much. From what we can see now, it's unlikely that god infiltrated you."

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes. He did have a rare artifact from the Holy See and had even captured one of their priests.

It seems we really need to address this.

What if our base is really taken down?

The plane arrived at the Xinfu City base. Wu Heng told Li Yahong about the situation and asked her to keep an eye out for emerging religious groups on the radio.

This time, they didn't linger and headed straight back to the prison.

The priests who had been imprisoned and turned into zombies were all turned into skeletons.

They returned to Treasure Island only after everything was settled.

……

Ta Ta Ta Ta~!

The sound of running footsteps rang out as Xiao Xiao and Benny, controlling the puppets, jogged down the stairs hand in hand.

Wu Heng followed behind, followed by Granda and the Empress.

After greeting the ghosts, Minnie looked at Wu Heng and asked, "Master, have you had dinner?"

"Not yet, just have the kitchen prepare something simple," Wu Heng said.

“Okay!” Minnie smiled and headed to the kitchen.

Before long, dinner was ready, and Wu Heng sat down at the table to enjoy his meal.

After eating some.

Sanella came out of the training room, sat down opposite, and poured herself a glass of fruit wine.

After taking a small sip, he said, "The Wood Elves have held a new elders' meeting, and the news reached me. They want me to discuss cooperation with you."

Wu Heng forked a piece of beef and put it in her mouth, saying, "Try this; it's delicious today."

“I’m talking,” Shanera mumbled, chewing.

"Oh! How do we cooperate?" Wu Heng put down his cutlery.

The skeleton standing nearby immediately came over and collected all the cutlery.

Sanera rolled her eyes at him. This wasn't delicious today; it was the last bite he couldn't finish and stuffed it into his own mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, he said, "The Wood Elves can build the Spirit Revelation Church as a whole, but the Holy See has threatened the elders with heroes, saying they want to replace all the personnel."

Wu Heng asked curiously, "Then what does Gold and Silver Island need to do for the Wood Elves?"

The wood elves and Treasure Island have always had a close relationship.

One aspect is the relationship between Wu Heng and Shanera, but their cooperation is always conducted in a mutually beneficial manner.

Since the Wood Elves were facing the threat of the Holy See replacing its leaders, they had naturally figured out what they wanted to get from Treasure Island.

Moreover, these are equivalent conditions.

Sanera hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

"Just say it, what's there to be ashamed of between us?" Wu Heng said directly.

Sanera nodded and said, "The Grand Elder said the condition is that Treasure Island must train two heroes for the Wood Elves."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "Elder, you are indeed clever."

Sanella gave an awkward smile.

Previously, the association had asked Wu Heng to promote the reputation of the association's elders, but this request had been rejected.

The request made by the Wood Elf was actually no different from that of the Association.

The purpose is to spread fame among high-level professionals; you can't expect Treasure Island to train them from level one!

Sanera observed his expression and then said, “I understand this is a difficult matter, but if we want to build more churches in the Wood Elf territory, we need to offer conditions that the Elders cannot refuse, and the Wood Elf’s wish for centuries has been to have their own heroes.”

“I understand, but we are also under threat from the Vatican right now, and Treasure Island needs heroes too,” Wu Heng replied.

“I’ve been thinking about this too, and I’ve come up with a compromise. Would you like to hear it?” Shanera continued.

Sanella was caught in the middle, which was a difficult situation. On one side was her own race, whose members were all wood elves, and on the other side was her lover.

I'm trying my best to make both sides better and closer.

"What compromise?" Wu Heng asked her curiously.

"It's just two heroes! You can choose two high-level professionals from the Wood Elves, have them sign a contract with you, and then train them to become heroes."

Sanera laughed and said, "In this way, the Wood Elves have a hero, who is also a hero of Treasure Island."

(End of this chapter)