Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1046, Celebration Banquet in the Holy Temple
What kind of world is this?!

The base's high-ranking officials on both sides of the conference table completely broke down, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, their eyes glancing nervously at the corpses on the ground.

Before the apocalypse, at least there were diplomatic rhetoric; now, if there's a conflict, they just storm into the enemy's lair.

You should have told me you had this ability.

Let's not dwell on that.

Just as Wu Heng sat down, his gaze swept over the group, then his eyes suddenly turned to the rooftop outside the window.

Bang~!

The tempered glass window suddenly shattered into a spiderweb pattern, and a bullet came flying straight at it.

The bullet hovered above the conference table as it flew into the meeting room, enveloped by a layer of flowing water.

Pale blue ripples spread through the air, and the bullet spun rapidly in the water curtain, yet it could not penetrate it.

Clang.

As the bullet landed, the sniper on the opposite rooftop had his neck snapped.

Dong dong dong~!

A dull thud sounded as something fell to the ground. Outside the conference room, it sounded like rows of heavy objects had collapsed, and snoring could be heard.

Wu Heng flicked the spent cartridge case off the conference table and placed it in the middle, his gaze falling on the man opposite him.

Emmett Rothschild!

The leader of Noah's City had a photo and some information about the other party on the forum. The face with the standard politician's smile in the photo was in stark contrast to the ashen face he had at that moment.

“Emmett,” Wu Heng called out, then said, “Tell me your solution.”

The son of the former Secretary of State suddenly straightened his back.

The hand hidden under the table was frantically tapping on the phone, but the bodyguards outside seemed to have vanished.

"His Excellency Wu Heng's sudden visit is indeed..." Emmett's Adam's apple bobbed, and he realized his voice had disappeared halfway through his sentence.

In horror, she touched her lips; they were smooth, like a piece of intact skin.

Wu Heng said, "If you answer whatever I ask, your life will be the next thing to disappear."

When her lips reappeared, Emmett's elitist tone shattered completely, and she said impatiently, "There must be some misunderstanding. We have always respected the Dawn Alliance's decisions and are willing to support the Spirit Revelation Cult..."

"Those propaganda campaigns you orchestrated to frame the Lingqi Sect?" Wu Heng interrupted the other party.

“No, absolutely not, we are investigating this matter as well,” Emmett immediately denied.

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes at him, "You're lying."

Upon consuming the flesh and blood of a papal hero, he unlocked the priest's ability to detect lies: [Truth Perception].

Identifying the other heroes might be difficult, but these politicians in front of us aren't even professionals.

No matter how well it's disguised, it can be easily identified.

The other person frowned and continued, "How could that be? Noah's City needs to deepen its cooperation with the Underworld. How could they do such a thing?"

"Kill him!" Wu Heng said softly.

Click!

Emmett's neck suddenly twisted 180 degrees, his frozen politician's smile froze on his face, and his head slammed onto the conference table with a thud.

Swoosh! Splash!

Everyone jumped up in fright, tables and chairs slid off the bottom, and some people hurriedly scrambled to their feet.

"Sit down, let's continue our talk," Wu Heng said calmly.

He sat back down, his face even more grim.

"Who is the second-in-command?" Wu Heng explained, "Besides him, who has the highest rank?"

All eyes turned to the other person.

"what's your name?"

"Igor, greetings to you." The other person stood up and bowed.

He knocked over a water glass as he stood up, his wet suit clinging to his knees, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

……

The church spire cast a long, slanted shadow, and Priest Fei Feiyang of the Lingqi Church was holding a cell phone in his hand.

The lit screen displayed Zhao Yanqiu's text message: "Our people are in the conference room of the government affairs office. Go directly there."

I rely on it!
Fei Feiyang whispered something, adding that he preferred preaching in churches or browsing forums.

I don't want to argue with these damn politicians; their attitude always disgusts me.

Taking a deep breath, he still walked over with the skeleton attendant.

"Our leader is talking to your senior management, and he sent me here." Fei Feiyang repeated his prepared explanation as he walked, so as not to waste any more breath on the security guard.

Fei Feiyang frowned as soon as he pushed open the revolving door.

The hall was completely silent; there wasn't a single person in it.

Wrong place?
After leaving the lobby, I glanced at the sign again to make sure I hadn't gone to the wrong place before frowning as I went upstairs.

"Could it be that they've moved their office?"

Da da da!
Footsteps echoed in the corridor.

As Fei Feiyang ascended to the third floor and turned into the corridor from the stairs, his heart skipped a beat.

The corridor was filled with guards lying haphazardly, their assault rifles still hanging on their chests, and a chorus of snores emanating from beneath their bulletproof masks.

Sleep... fell asleep?
Fei Feiyang's eyes widened; this was too bizarre.

It's even stranger than the zombie virus coming in.

"Gods..." Fei Feiyang trembled as he stepped over the bodies, tiptoeing forward.

Finally arriving at the conference room door, I knocked lightly and opened it after receiving a response.

Upon hearing the voice from inside, someone responded and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the first thing you saw were the two corpses of guards at the entrance.

On both sides of the long, narrow conference table, almost half of the people were already dead.

The seven surviving high-ranking officials huddled in their seats like quails.

The back of the suit of the second-in-command, 'Igor,' was soaked with cold sweat.

“Pope!” Fei Feiyang immediately bowed.

The leader of the Lingqi Cult is called the Pope, a title agreed upon by Wu Heng and Granda.

“Repeat the arrangements,” Wu Heng said.

"The Spirit Revelation Cult will become the state religion of the base." Igor's voice was dry. "All media outlets must immediately cease negative reporting and will fully support the development of the Spirit Revelation Cult from now on."

Fei Feiyang clenched his fists tightly, realizing what had happened.

When their own side is being suppressed and slandered, their own leader comes to solve the problem.

“Very good.” Wu Heng nodded. “Qi Hancai is on her way. From now on, she will be in charge of managing this place, and you will assist her.”

"Yes!" the other person nodded.

……

A few hours later.

Qi Hancai's plane arrived in Noah's City, where he handed over and arranged all the work.

This wasn't the first time this had been done, so the process was much smoother, and the accompanying staff didn't need to be told what to do.

It is very efficient.

After the handover was completed, Wu Heng handed everything over to Qi Hancai and then returned by plane.

In the chief's office.

Qi Hancai looked at the map of bases in various places on her phone.

Even if the Yama Palace has no intention of expanding and unifying the world.

But the base continues to expand.

Of the eight major bases of the Dawn Alliance, we now have control over three of them.

"They've even taken control of Noah's City, that's incredible."

……

South Korean base, Dawn Council Hall
Inside the enormous circular conference hall, a huge screen displayed the Dawn Alliance's slogan of uniting against the apocalypse.

At 8:00 AM sharp, all the representatives took their seats.

Parliament begins.

The host tapped the table softly, "Today's agenda continues from yesterday's: the 'Legalization of Missionary Work for the Dawn Covenant Church' proposed by Noah's City, and the bill on restricting missionary work. Please vote."

There was a two-second silence, and everyone turned to look at the representative of Noah's City.

He didn't say anything.

The representative from New Eden spoke first, speaking in a relaxed tone, "Freedom of religion is a basic human right. As long as it doesn't cross the line, there's nothing wrong with the Covenant Church's missionary work." The Russian "Vulcan's Furnace" echoed, "Since the Spiritual Revelation Church can proselytize, there's no reason to restrict the Covenant Church. It's fair competition!"

Two major bases took the lead.

All eyes turned to the seat of the Yama Palace representative. Today, it wasn't Qi Hancai sitting there, but another high-ranking official, Zhu Tonghui.

Coco, the representative of the Underworld, kept her head down, neither rejecting nor agreeing.

Default?
The atmosphere inside the room subtly relaxed, and more and more representatives raised their hands in support.

"Now, Noah's City, please confirm your proposal." The host looked at the seats of Noah's City.

The representative from Noah's City had his head buried under the table, his fingers tapping incessantly on his phone, as if confirming something.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his fingers trembled slightly.

The New Eden representative urged, "What are you doing? It's your turn to speak."

The representative from Noah's City abruptly raised his head, his face covered in sweat, and forced a stiff smile, saying, "Noah's City... withdraws the proposal!"

"The Holy Covenant Church is dissolved immediately, and all clergy members voluntarily transfer to the Spirit Revelation Church!"

The whole place fell silent for a moment.

The delegates stared wide-eyed at the other delegate in disbelief.

what happened?

Yesterday they were lobbying representatives from various bases, and today they've surrendered outright?
The New Eden representative had a gloomy face and was about to question them when Zhu Tonghui finally raised his head with a faint smile on his lips.

"Since the proposal has been withdrawn, the meeting will continue," Zhu Tonghui said casually, as if everything was under control.

The host quickly changed the topic: "Next item: forming rescue teams in remote areas. Please vote carefully."

But at that moment, no one's mind was on the meeting.

They stared at the representative of Noah's City, then stole glances at Zhu Tonghui, with only one thought in their minds.

What exactly did the Underworld do?
……

Jin Yin Island, Wu Heng came down from upstairs.

It was just in time for dinner.

The long, narrow dining table was already laden with a sumptuous spread of food.

The family sat around the dining table, eating and chatting.

"Master!" Minnie exclaimed with a smile, "Sister Viola has mastered the first stage of the Body Refinement Technique!"

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow and looked at the other end of the dining table.

Viola rose and bowed, "Thanks to the guidance of Your Excellency and Your Highness."

Despite her calm demeanor, one could still detect an undisguised joy.

"Not bad." Wu Heng nodded in approval, then said, "We'll proceed with the second phase tomorrow."

“Yes!” Viola replied, then sat back down in her chair.

Afterwards, Wu Heng continued chatting with Sanara and the others for a while. After dinner, the women went to the training room to train.

Wu Heng also returned to his study.

Granda sat down near the window and floated over, saying, "No base will dare to cause trouble for Noah's City this time."

"Not necessarily. Given enough time, someone will inevitably try it out. It's hard to avoid these kinds of things," Wu Heng shook his head.

No world is ever short of adventurers. As time goes by, new challengers will emerge, trying to do something.

“It will be calm for at least a long time. Pay attention to faith these next few days. If it increases rapidly, have Qi Hancai increase the allocation of resources to accelerate the church's propaganda as much as possible,” Granda helped analyze.

“Okay.” Wu Heng agreed with the idea.

At this moment, the Empress's gaze also turned from the tablet. "I suggest you buy some illusion props. If used well, they may have a good effect."

"What kind of illusion props?" Wu Heng asked curiously.

The Empress was an illusionist in her previous life, so she should be very knowledgeable in this area.
The lady said, "For example, it recorded your mirror image technique, or showed some abilities that people in your world believe gods can manifest, such as floating in the air to preach doctrines, or creating some kind of wonder."

"I think your suggestion is pretty good. Why don't you and Minnie go out tomorrow and pick out some props?" Wu Heng said directly.

Anyway, Treasure Island isn't short of money, so there's no harm in buying some to try it out.

"Were all my previous suggestions unreliable?" The Empress raised an eyebrow and continued, "Tomorrow I'll take Minnie out to take a look, and if we find something suitable, we'll pick it out first."

"Okay!" The two souls chatted for a while.

Xiao Xiao flew back from outside, came to an abrupt stop, and hovered on Wu Heng's shoulder. "Uncle's here too!"

Wu Heng put down his water glass. "Where did you go to play again?"

"I was playing games with Lilith!" Little Xiao twirled in the air, "but she suddenly said she wanted to drink, so she sent me back!"

"Drinking?" Wu Heng looked at her. "Where?"

"Her rooftop," Xiaoxiao said, resting her chin on her hand. "I really don't understand you adults, what's so great about that stuff?"

Wu Heng smiled, took out a piece of clothing from his spatial ring and put it on. "I'll go see if she has something on her mind."

"Yes, yes, come back and tell me if you have anything bothering you." After saying this, Xiaoxiao flew to her seat, used the tablet to select a cartoon, and then looked to her side, "Auntie! Where's Sister Benny?"

"It seems she went to the tavern to listen to stories," the empress replied.

"Oh!" Xiaoxiao responded, and then started watching cartoons.

Wu Heng used the Teleportation Technique and disappeared.

……

The night was as dark as ink, and the silver moon hung high in the sky.

Lilith sat on the roof ridge in a dark-patterned gothic gown, the hem of which spread out like raven feathers, and the glass in her hand gleamed in the moonlight.

The teleportation array flashed and disappeared, and Wu Heng's figure quietly appeared.

"Drinking alone so late at night?" Wu Heng chuckled and sat down next to her.

Lilith glanced at him sideways. "You know the habits of vampires!"

Wu Heng took out a wine cup from his spatial ring and filled the wine pot beside her.

He took a small sip, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Is this wine spoiled? It tastes burnt."

"Dwarven brew." Lilith swirled her glass, a smile playing on her lips. "If you don't like it, you can have elven mead instead. Children can drink it too."

"Dwarven wine, now that you mention it, it tastes pretty good." Wu Heng poured another glass and held it out to him.

Lilith also picked up her glass and clinked it with his, and the two of them tilted their heads back and drank.

Lilith said, "Judging from the timing, the news from the Kingdom of Yeko should have reached the Holy Temple by then, and the situation will definitely be more serious."

Wu Heng also sighed softly, "You've seen it too, if I don't fight for some things, I'll die."

“I know, and I don’t mean to blame you. I’m just worried that things might get serious and you’ll be in danger,” Lilith sighed softly.

Things have developed to this point, and even the association can no longer intervene.

The best approach is to ignore it and let them decide a winner.

But since both sides are members of the association, things become difficult to handle.

"Let's take it one step at a time," Wu Heng said with a smile, picking up his wine glass and taking another sip. He raised an eyebrow. "Hmm? You changed the wine? Why does it really taste like mead?"

Lilith frowned. "No way."

I also picked up my glass and took a sip; it was just regular spirits.

"Try it!" Wu Heng picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and before the other person could react, pulled him over and fed him the wine.

Lilith narrowed her eyes slightly and put her arms around his shoulders.

……

Temple.

Inside the main hall, the crystal chandelier illuminated the gilded reliefs, making them shine brilliantly.

The long table was covered with silk embroidered with golden holy symbols, and a sumptuous feast was laid out beside the silver cutlery.

The Pope sat in the main seat, his white-gold robes flowing with holy light. "Chief Claudio need not worry. This operation is only aimed at Wu Heng personally."

Claudio, the leader of the Hongwen Society, glanced at his watch.

“What you’ve done has already broken the rules of the association,” Claudio finally spoke. “If you kill Wu Heng today, it will be difficult for the association to intervene if someone kills your heroes in the future.”

Claudio sent a letter to the association, but a reply would take time.

He had not received any news about what was happening outside.

The Pope smiled and said softly, "The Vatican has the ability to handle this."

Claudio narrowed his eyes and said nothing more.

Meanwhile, busy priests went in and out, making final preparations for the victory banquet.

suddenly!

The palace gates were forced open.

A priest hurried in, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, news has come from the Kingdom of Yeko."

(End of this chapter)