Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1033, Radiant Resistance

Increased blood magic resistance.

After absorption, it did not bring racial traits, but instead increased the magic resistance unique to vampires.

"How is it? Has anything special changed?" Granda asked from the side.

Wu Heng flexed his fingers and replied, "It increases my resistance to blood magic, so vampire spells will be much less effective against me in the future."

"Is that all you have, resistance?" Granda asked curiously.

“Only resistance has appeared,” Wu Heng replied, then added, “I’ll try to see if I can increase it repeatedly.”

After saying that, he cut off another piece of internal organs and swallowed it.

This time, however, no notification appeared.

It seems that a person's genes can only be unlocked once.

According to the characteristics of the [Gene Furnace], what is fused is the target's gene chain, not the energy in some residual 'tissue'.

Before Granda could ask any more questions, Wu Heng spoke first, "The same internal organ can only be absorbed once."

“Not surprising!” Granda tapped his toes lightly, and the rocking chair started rocking again. He continued, “Not bad either. The corresponding resistance stacking is a huge boost to combat.”

“That’s what I think too.” Wu Heng smiled, closed the vampire’s organ jar and put it away, then took out two more organ jars from his spatial ring.

The cans are labeled "Corn Swordsman No. 1" and "Corn Swordsman No. 2".

These two organ containers contain the organs of the two popes who were killed.

Granda glanced at it and immediately understood his thoughts. "You're quick to react. Maybe it really will work."

Wu Heng didn't say much. He opened the organ tube of Corn Sword Saint No. 1, cut off a piece of bright red internal organs, and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

The body's energy breaks down the meat, and a system notification appears shortly afterward.

[Increased resistance to Radiance.]

As expected, it increased.

Granda asked somewhat nervously, "How is it? What kind of resistance has the Vatican shown?"

After all, the Holy See's sacred magic has always suppressed necromancy.

I'm really afraid that Wu Heng will get sick from eating it.

“It’s improved; the resistance to Radiance has been increased,” Wu Heng replied.

Granda quickly thought for a moment and analyzed, "The Radiant Resistance comes from the Holy Magic attribute of the Sanctuary. These priests are bathed in holy light all year round, and naturally accumulate resistance in their bodies."

“That’s what I think too.” Wu Heng sensed the energy in his body, then cut off a piece from the same organ and swallowed it to conduct an experiment.

There was still no effect.

Then, he directly opened the organ jar of Corn Sword Saint No. 2, cut off a piece with a knife, and swallowed it.

[Increased resistance to Radiance.]

[Unlock Trait: Mantra Perception.]

The system notification sounded in his mind, and Wu Heng's eyes narrowed.

In addition to increased resistance, a new feature has also been unlocked this time.

Open the panel.

Among the features, the [True Word Perception] appeared.

[True Word Perception]: You can perceive deliberate lies spoken by creatures within 30 feet (you must hear them).

The abilities of high-ranking priests.

Once a priest reaches a certain level, he can tell whether the target is lying.

This is why priests are often assigned to the investigation teams of general associations.

Of course, this also has certain limitations. The priest's level must be higher than the target's level, but if the other party has a way to conceal it, it will be difficult to detect.

Unexpectedly, I have also developed this characteristic.

After reviewing the Mantra Perception, Wu Heng continued searching for the resistances he had unlocked on the panel.

After looking at it several times, I found the increased resistance below the [Gene Furnace].

【Gene Furnace】: By consuming its own life force, it fuses cells into the gene chain of any known organism, thereby acquiring physiological characteristics and inheriting specific resistances.

Specific resistance: Blood magic resistance +20%.

Light resistance +45%.

The increase also includes a percentage.

If I stack this to 100%, will I be immune to holy magic damage?

"Is it still working?" Granda asked when he didn't speak again.

"It's effective. We should collect more bodies of Vatican personnel in the future," Wu Heng said.

Granda casually remarked, "The Papacy is so big, getting some priests shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

"You're right!"

As the two were talking, three ghosts flew in through the wall.

"Uncle!" Little Xiao cheerfully circled around, then asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Wu Heng glanced at the time; it was almost 11 o'clock. "I was just about to go rest. Where did you go for fun?"

"A tavern has opened on Lighthouse Street, and there are bards playing music and singing!" Little Float replied from beside her.

"Did you sing well?"

After a moment's thought, she said, "It's not as good as my mom's singing, but the tune is quite cheerful."

Benny laughed and said, "It's just a small pub in a residential area, we're already pretty good at getting someone like this."

“Yeah, but it was really fun in the tavern, and people were even dancing,” Xiao Xiao added.

Wu Heng put away the organ jars that were outside and said, "We're going to the Kingdom of Yeko tomorrow to participate in Courage Week. Prepare everything you need to bring in advance."

"Okay, Uncle!" Little Xiao happily agreed, then flew behind Granda. "Auntie! What are you looking at?"

As Wu Heng walked out, the Empress casually remarked, "The lights in the training ground on the first floor are still on; there must still be people training."

"So diligent? I'll go take a look," Wu Heng nodded and said.

The Empress flew to the side, turned on her tablet, and started playing a TV series. Wu Heng also opened the door and walked out of the study.

……

As you descend the stairs, the entire first floor is enveloped in quiet darkness.

Only a bright white light peeked out from the crack in the training room door.

The moment Wu Heng pushed open the door, a sharp whooshing sound came rushing towards him.

The wood elf sister, Eluria, was like a precise machine, repeatedly performing slashing motions.

Her plain-colored training clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to her well-defined back muscles.

Sweat beads fell from his hair, leaving streaks on the floor.

"My lady!" Eluria stopped and turned around. "Did I disturb your rest?"

Wu Heng walked over and asked, "Aren't you tired training so late?"

Eluria wiped the sweat from her forehead with her wristband. "I was delayed during the day, and I still have some training to do."

"Do you usually train this intensely?"

"It's alright." Eluria smiled and continued, "My sister is very talented, so I need to work even harder."

Don't overwork yourself.

“It’s always been the same intensity, it’s fine.” Eluria’s eyes lit up, and she said, “My lady, could you please give me some pointers?”

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "You want me to be your sparring partner?"

The wood elf's ears instantly turned red. "I wouldn't dare!"

Wu Heng glanced at the time on the mechanical clock on the wall, loosened his collar, and said, "One game! Get some rest when it's over."

“Yes!” Eluria’s eyes lit up.

Wu Heng walked to the weapon rack and pulled out a long iron staff.

Eluria raised an eyebrow. "You're using a long staff?"

"Come on!" Wu Heng beckoned.

Eluria's eyes narrowed, and she lightly touched the ground with the tip of her sword in a gesture of respect. "Thank you, my lord."

Before the words were even finished, a sudden gust of wind swept through the training room. The wood elf's figure transformed into a white streak and charged forward, the air slicing as the blade cut through it with a piercing shriek.

With a slight twist of his wrist, Wu Heng pointed his long staff diagonally at the ground, took a half-step back, and pointed with his other hand. Three crystal-clear water arrows instantly condensed and shot out.

Eluria's figure suddenly blurred.

Her leather boots trod across the stone slabs, her long braid whipped around like a whip, and she became a white blur.

Water arrows pierced through the illusory images she left behind, exploding into ice flowers on the stone wall.

It's clear that the opponent has excellent combat awareness and a very good grasp of footwork rhythm.

As Wu Heng watched the opponent approach rapidly, he raised an eyebrow slightly and deliberately suppressed the speed of the water arrow.

Eluria's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Seizing the moment when the magic dissipated, she stomped the ground hard. Her training clothes ripped open on the back with a 'rip' as her muscles exploded.

The longsword, carrying a sharp blade, slashed down, and even before the blade arrived, the chilling sword energy raged around like a whirlwind.

Wu Heng smiled and turned to the side, the blade of the sword grazing his nose.

Eluria's pupils contracted sharply, and she flipped her wrist to change her slash into a sweep, but Wu Heng blocked her with the iron rod.

clang!
Amidst the deafening clang of metal, Ethel's hand went numb.

He felt as if he had struck not an iron rod, but a heavy shield of dark steel forged by dwarves.

Before she could adjust her posture, the long staff struck her ankle precisely. Eluria felt dizzy and her waist twisted. As she tried to adjust her posture again in mid-air, three cold touches landed almost simultaneously on her throat, chest, and brow.

"Is it over?" Eluria looked up at the tip of the stick hanging between her brows, her Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

He was defeated by a mage in melee combat.

This is too fake!

Wu Heng casually tossed the iron rod, which landed precisely on the weapon rack with a 'clang', and then reached out to pull the wood sprite off the ground.

"You…" Eluria's voice was hoarse, "not a necromancer?"

As he spoke, he bent down and gently wrapped the broken rope around the hilt of his sword.

Wu Heng laughed and said, "Who says a mage can't know some melee combat? I also practiced hard for a while."

Eluria's eyes widened. "But the rumors outside say you've only been a professional for a little over two years."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps I also have some talent in close combat!"

"You're really amazing." Eluria was even more surprised.

“You’re very capable too. When you become a hero, you might be able to defeat me.” Wu Heng glanced at the sky. “Let’s go, get some rest, and remember to train appropriately.”

"Yes, sir." The two walked out of the training room together.

On the way upstairs, Eluria's tone was still filled with surprise and disbelief.

Upon arriving at their respective bedrooms, Eluria said somewhat awkwardly, "My lady, I'll head back now."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Wu Heng nodded.

Eluria returned to her room, and Wu Heng also went back to his bedroom.

……

Upon entering the bedroom, the room was dimly lit.

Shanera didn't come today, and after a little thought, I can figure out why.

Tomorrow we're heading to the Kingdom of Yeko to participate in Courage Week, which will take at least half a month. Sanera is already going with us.

Tonight is the last night, so naturally we should give it to the others.

Wu Heng took out his phone and sent a message to Minnie, "Are you asleep?"

The message notification sounded almost immediately: "No! Chatting with Robbie."

Wu Heng smiled and quickly typed, "I'm free tonight, want to stay together?"

"Okay! I'll head over now. Should I call Annette and Robbie along?"

Let's go together!

After sending the message, I put my phone aside.

Wu Heng lay on his back on the down pillow, gazing at the swaying tree shadows on the ceiling.

The approaching footsteps outside the door suddenly stopped, followed by a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door hinges turned, and Minnie poked her head in first, her black rabbit ears twitching slightly, before she quickly walked in.

Tonight I wore a black sheer nightgown; the lace trim rippled with my movements, and my long legs were faintly visible beneath the fabric.

Robbie followed closely behind, wearing a light blue nightgown.

The cat's tail was held high, and a shiny silver chain was tied around its ankle.

Annette gently closed the door, her drooping white rabbit ears resembling two soft feathers.

"Master!" the three called out in unison.

"It's chilly outside." Wu Heng opened his arms.

The three girls happily snuggled into his arms, their pink tongues darting out at once.

……

The next day.

Wu Heng had completed the Bone Forging with Evil Qi early on. After a quick wash, he returned to his study and stored all the electronic devices that the ghosts needed to carry into his spatial ring.

Before Philippa arrived, he took out the 'divination tortoise shell' to see if this trip would have any impact on Treasure Island.

Holding the tortoise shell in his hands, he silently wondered if there would be any danger on his journey to the Gold and Silver Island of the Yeko Kingdom.

He silently repeated it three times and gently shook the tortoise shell.

Amidst a series of rattling and shaking sounds.

The coin slipped from the opening of the tortoise shell, spun on the ground, and then stopped.

Wu Heng and the other four ghosts formed a circle and looked down.

Three coins facing upwards.

Good luck!

"Wow! Great news! I knew our island was impregnable!" Xiao Xiao exclaimed.

Wu Heng was also very satisfied. He grabbed the money and stuffed it back into the tortoise shell. "It seems we won't have any problems getting out of Treasure Island."

Xiao Xiao continued, "Let's see if our participation in Courage Week goes smoothly."

Benny said, "Your uncle is level 20, and he went there in secrecy, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Since I have nothing else to do, I might as well do the math!" Xiao Xiao muttered to herself.

"Alright!" Wu Heng held the tortoise shell, silently praying, "Will the journey to the Kingdom of Yeko during the Week of Courage go smoothly?"

Silently repeat three times, then shake the tortoise shell.

After a clattering sound, the coins fell out.

The four souls continued to look down, their expressions changing.

Three coins, one facing upwards.

"What's up?" Xiaoxiao turned her head to look over.

The other three ghosts also turned to look at them at the same time.

Wu Heng said, "Draw!"

Several ghosts frowned simultaneously.

"If it's flat, it shouldn't be considered bad, right?" Benny asked.

Wu Heng grabbed the coins, stuffed them back into the tortoise shell, frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "No, this isn't about good or bad. The divination I performed corresponds to myself. If someone can threaten a hero, it means that the other party is also a hero..."

"The Papacy?" the Empress blurted out, then immediately added, "Wait a minute, wasn't this operation supposed to be kept secret? Did your little queen betray you?"

“How could that be? Brittany isn’t like that, and she’s bound by a slave contract,” Wu Heng said.

The room fell silent.

Xiao Xiao looked left and right, then asked, "Should we still go?"

Wu Heng thought for a moment, "Let's go! We've already figured out the enemy's next plan, so naturally we have to go."

(End of this chapter)