Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1044: It doesn’t matter whether you know it or not.

The Ghost is one of the three elders of the Holy Throne.

In previous battles, it performed unremarkably and did not put much pressure on Wu Heng.

Upon hearing the inquiries about the secrets of the Holy See from the other side, the old man's figure twisted violently in the air, and his previously fawning expression suddenly froze, replaced by an almost fanatical solemnity.

"Are you questioning my faith?" The ghost's voice suddenly became deep and majestic, with a hint of impending attack.

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes. Was this guy getting confident again?

“Tell me, and I promise I won’t make things difficult for you,” Wu Heng said calmly.

The ghost stared intently at him. "Foolish wretch! Contact the Association and send us back to the Sanctuary. That's your only salvation!"

At this moment, his attitude and tone of voice once again carried the authority of the Holy See.

Wu Heng smiled, "I killed your two previous popes, why would I be afraid of such a threat?"

"Blasphemer! Divine punishment will befall you, burning you for eternity!" the ghost proclaimed fanatically, as if he were truly praying for divine retribution.

"I'm asking you one last time!" Wu Heng's voice suddenly turned cold. "Speak, or not?"

He was met with the chanting of ghosts.

Wu Heng turned his head to look beside him, "Granda."

"Okay!" Granda nodded and flew directly towards the ghost in front of him.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, the old man's soul was devoured and absorbed by Granda.

Granda, meanwhile, floated in the air, digesting the memories she had absorbed.

Beside him, the Queen looked at him and said, "You should have known that those chosen by the Holy See to be holy persons would never betray the Holy See's important information in matters of faith."

"It's just a trial. What if you're willing to talk about it?" Wu Heng said with a smile.

“If he were to speak, this matter wouldn’t be a secret; you could find out from the vampire girl.” The Empress continued.

Wu Heng didn't explain much, saying, "Let's see if Granda can see any memory scenes!"

As they were talking, Granda looked back and said, "I saw some images. Take a look too."

Wu Heng nodded, "Share it with me!"

Granda entered the body, and fragmented memories were shared with her.

Inside the cold, damp little house, a young boy knelt on the floor, praying before the icon, "May the Lord's light shine upon the world..."

Then, the innocent voices of children and parents joined together in reciting the prayer.

The scene shifts to a desolate wasteland filled with sandstorms, where a middle-aged man is wearing a faded church robe.

The crowd in front knelt and prayed loudly.

The scene shifts again to a magnificent white palace!

The lyrics of the Vatican choir drifted through the air as the master of memory knelt before the icon, murmuring prayers he had recited since childhood.

Then, beneath the holy statue, amidst a grayish-white, indistinct view, countless streams of light poured into his body.

His aura began to rise, and at the same time, starlight transformed into a galaxy and fell from the sky above the hall.

It forged heroes.

The remaining footage flashed by quickly.

There were the fanatical shouts of believers, the jealousy and awe of former colleagues, and the discussions when Wu Heng was to be ambushed and killed.

The image flashed by quickly and then disappeared.

Granda was released again.

Little Xiao eagerly floated forward, "Uncle, have you found their secret to mass-producing heroes?"

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, "There is indeed a way to forcibly elevate a priest to the status of a hero, but the key memories are very vague, as if shrouded in a layer of... mist."

He then added, "I don't know if there was fog on the ground or if some kind of protective measure was applied."

Granda nodded in agreement, “I’m more inclined to believe the latter! Judging from the emotional fluctuations in his memory, he should have been able to clearly see what it meant to become a hero.”

“We can question the corpse!” Benny suddenly interjected. “The corpse doesn’t lie.”

Xiao Xiao immediately said, "I've already thought of a name for it. Asking about corpses will prevent you from transforming into skeletons."

The empress continued, "Actually, it's enough to know that such a method exists. What's the use of knowing what it looks like, what it's called, and what its purpose is?"

That's certainly true.

Even if they knew the appearance and name of that strange object, it would be impossible for them to storm into the sanctuary and steal it. Moreover, the Holy See's "forced" heroes were clearly not strong enough.

It poses little threat to me; I just need to be careful of any schemes or plots that might be hatched.

They came only to give themselves skeletons and strange equipment.

“Your Majesty is right. Let’s proceed at our own pace,” Wu Heng continued. “Let’s continue promoting the cards and cultivate more heroes.”

Benny said, "I just mentioned that this method exists, but I didn't really think we needed to question the corpse."

Granda swayed left and right and said, "The Vatican's artifacts are quite special. The Holy Sword, the Scepter, and the items that can elevate one to the level of a hero can only be used by people from the Vatican. They can all be classified into their own category."

Normally, the better the effect of a rare item, the more severe and tricky the side effects will be. However, the Holy Sword of the Church will cause the loss of sensory enjoyment after use, but this can be alleviated through prayer.

It feels like a custom-designed piece of equipment.

"It's a pity we can't use these rare items," Wu Heng said helplessly.

Xiao Xiao asked curiously, "Can't we have the blacksmith or some kind of craftsman remake it?"

Wu Heng looked at the Empress, "Is it possible?"

“Theoretically…” the empress pondered for a moment, then said, “High-level blacksmiths can reforge rare items, but they will lose their properties, or even turn them into scrap metal.”

Benny laughed and said, "Even if there were, which blacksmith would dare to melt down the Holy See's holy sword?"

Xiao Xiao floated over and said, "Don't worry, we can lie and say it's a fake~ We can secretly throw it in while he's making a fire."

Wu Heng smiled, "Let's see if we can find this blacksmith!"

The one person and the four souls discussed the matter for a while.

The topic then shifted from investigating the Vatican to finding a blacksmith who could reforge the wondrous artifact.

After chatting for a while, Wu Heng concluded, "We won't devour the remaining two Papal Ghosts; let's see what use they will be later."

"Yes!" the ghosts nodded.

After seeing that nothing was wrong...

Xiao Xiao said, "Uncle, if there's nothing else, I'm going to find Sister Lilith."

“Go!” Wu Heng nodded.

The lady chimed in, "I'll also go out for a bit and show Liz around the city."

"Okay!" Wu Heng replied.

After saying that, Xiao Xiao and the Empress possessed the puppet, and then opened the door and went out together.

……

After Xiaoxiao and the Empress left, the study became quiet for a while.

Granda floated to the window, gazing at the brightly lit streets in the night. "We're moving faster. The news should reach the sanctuary in about a week. You need to be prepared."

Wu Heng leaned back in his chair. "As long as their gods don't intervene, with our current strength, we're not afraid of them."

His easy victory over three heroes this time gave him a significant boost in confidence.

The Papacy can produce heroes, but that's about all its strength can offer.

“Hmm, that makes sense!” Granda floated to the desk and started picking out books, while Benny opened her tablet and selected a TV series.

Wu Heng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and opened the panel to look at his faith.

【Faith: 17721/50000.】

Looking at the numbers, he raised an eyebrow slightly; the improvement was still rapid.

This time, I don't feel like I'll break through to the Hero level in my lifetime; I feel like I'll break through within two years.

At that time, the Pope and the Vatican will all die!

Not far away, Granda picked out a book and turned around to see him staring into the air. "He's like an idiot all day long, I don't know what he's grinning about."

Wu Heng's smile vanished instantly. He stood up and said, "You're the idiot. I'm going back to rest."

“Go!” Granda nodded.

Benny also said, "Goodnight."

He left the study and returned to his room to rest. ...

Outside Lilith's mansion.

The two carriages departed in different directions.

In the carriage heading towards the entertainment city, Xiao Xiao, swinging her little legs, gave a general account of the battle between the Kingdom of Yeke and the three Holy See heroes.

Lilith, also in her little girl form, understood most of what she heard, and then asked, "Where's your uncle?"

“He’s in his study. We were just discussing matters concerning the Vatican,” Xiao Xiao said with a smile.

Upon hearing Xiaoxiao join the discussion, Lilith couldn't help but smile. "What did you come up with?"

The small body leaned forward, and said earnestly, "The Vatican can't beat us anymore, they're no longer a threat..."

Lilith raised an eyebrow, but swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Although it sounds like this statement is a bit exaggerated.

But it seems that this is indeed the case; the heroes of the Papacy are almost all being killed by the Wu Heng forces.

Lilith, unsure what to say, changed the subject and asked, "What are we playing today?"

"A dance machine?"

"Okay, I heard that a lot of people from other places came over there and they're having a great time."

Xiao Xiao was instantly filled with fighting spirit: "Crush them!"

……

the other side.

As the carriage traveled through the bustling streets, the scenery outside the window gradually shifted from human features to those of the exotic fox tribe.

The Empress leaned against the cushions, looked up at Liz opposite her, and asked in a calm and gentle voice, "How is your recovery going?"

A bitter smile appeared on Liz's wrinkled face. "The adults at the association said that I've lost about ten years of my lifespan. The rest is up to me to recover."

The empress continued, "To have survived the hero's plan is already a miracle."

Liz didn't reply, but simply looked out the window!

More and more Sky Fox Clan members appeared on both sides of the street.

They either stopped to watch or talked in hushed tones, but the moment they saw the carriage, they all bowed respectfully to it.

The carriage slowly stopped.

Liz stepped down from the carriage first and looked around.

Just then, as the Empress was about to get out of the carriage, the current patriarch of the Heavenly Fox Clan quickly walked over and respectfully bowed, "Great Fox Maiden!"

The empress gently placed her hand on the other person's arm and stepped down, asking, "Is the house I asked you to prepare last time ready?"

“Everything is ready. I will take you there,” the chieftain continued.

The lady nodded and said to those behind her, "Liz, come with me."

……

The next day, in a zombie world.

In the dimly lit morgue, the damp air was filled with the smells of various medicines.

Soon, the skeleton coroner completed the removal of the body's organs and respectfully handed the organ jars to Wu Heng.

After Wu Heng put away the organ containers, he said, "Just take the body outside."

The skeleton coroner carried the body and placed it directly on the open ground outside the door.

Wu Heng then used the [Bone Manipulation Technique] on the three corpses.

Necromantic magic enveloped the corpse, flesh and blood peeled away, and the skeleton stood up.

A ghostly blue flame flickered in the empty eye sockets.

“Xiaoxiao, didn’t we say we’d already named them?” Wu Heng turned to look at the few ghosts chatting.

Little One immediately flew over and circled the three skeletons. "Who's who? They've turned into skeletons, I don't even recognize them anymore."

Wu Heng explained, "The first one is the religious leader, the one who wields the holy sword; the second one is the old man with a golden phantom behind him; and the third one is the one who condenses countless sword energies."

“Oh, I see.” Little Fly flew to the skull of the religious leader and said, “His name is Egg Yolk Leader, and his sword energy explodes like an egg yolk being spread out.”

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "The title 'leader' is an honorific for a hero. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Granda chimed in, "Others call you Uncle Chief, and your Uncle calls the skeleton Chief, it's a bit confusing."

Xiao Xiao immediately said, "I knew it! I have a second plan, called Egg Yolk Knight."

After speaking, he looked over, seeking advice, "What do you think?"

“I think it’s a good idea,” Wu Heng agreed.

“I also vote for Egg Yolk Knight!” Granda followed suit, raising his hand.

Benny and the Empress exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

"Unanimously approved!" Little Fly flew to the skull's shoulder and patted it with her transparent little hand. "From now on, you'll be called Egg Yolk Knight! You have to work hard to level up like me."

The skeleton tilted its head but did not respond.

Then it flew toward the second skeleton, saying, "Your name is General Pumpkin."

Then it flew to the third body, pointed with its little hand, and said, "Your name is Corn Sword Saint Number Three."

After saying that, he looked at Wu Heng and said, "Uncle, is this okay?"

Wu Heng nodded, "Sure! But I can't remember, can you remind me?"

“There are only two more names, how could I not remember them?” Little Fly said as she flew over.

"What if you can't remember?" Wu Heng said with a smile, then waved and said, "Come with me."

The skeleton followed behind, going upstairs together.

Xiao Xiao leaned on his shoulder and said, "It's okay, I have a good memory, I can remember."

They returned to the monitoring room.

Wu Heng distributed cell phones to several ghosts, who gathered together and browsed the forum.

Wu Heng then took out the organ jar, took a deep breath, and cut off a small piece of flesh from the two newly removed hearts.

Gudong!

The first piece went down my throat, and the searing energy exploded in my stomach.

A system prompt followed immediately.

[Increased resistance to Radiance.]

It really worked.

After resting for a bit, I swallowed the second piece.

[Increased resistance to Radiance.]

System notifications appeared one after another, and a faint golden light appeared on Wu Heng's skin, which then quickly disappeared into his body.

I'm actually somewhat looking forward to this increase in resistance.

I wonder if, after increasing it to the end, it will become immune to the damage from Holy Light, and then it will be like sunbathing.

It would be wonderful if it could really achieve this effect.

After increasing the attributes, Wu Heng put away the organ jar.

He took out his phone and dialed Li Yahong's number.

After ringing twice, Li Yahong's voice came through, "Hello?"

“I have three new skeletons here,” Wu Heng said directly. “Tomorrow, arrange for them to go to the zombie front lines for some ‘training’.”

They call it a training exercise, but it's really just sending them there to level up.

Li Yahong readily agreed, "Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

After a two-second pause, Li Yahong's voice became serious, "I also have something to tell you. Do you remember the 'Dawn Covenant Church' in the European region that I mentioned last time? They saw us establishing a church and tried to set up a similar one."

“I remember, what’s wrong?” Wu Heng asked.

Li Yahong said, "They've been making some big moves lately, which has already hindered our publicity efforts."

(End of this chapter)