Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1056: The broken limbs are really reborn
"Playing dumb with me, huh?" Lilith pinched Wu Heng's waist with her fingers and said, "You went to the Holy Temple, did you really think I didn't know?"

Wu Heng smiled. There was no way to hide this from anyone, so he simply said, "I was just afraid you'd worry!"

Lilith's face was cold, and her voice carried a hint of grievance, "Afraid I'd leak the secret to you? You've been keeping it from me all this time!"

Wu Heng immediately grasped her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap. "How could I! I was just afraid of putting you in a difficult position."

He gently stroked her palm with his fingertips and continued, "If I told you beforehand, wouldn't you feel awkward if the association asked?"

"Hmph, so many excuses." Lilith turned her face away, but her tense shoulders had already relaxed a little.

Taking the opportunity, Wu Heng put his arm around her waist and said, "What's our relationship? I can't hide it from you, let alone anyone else."

Lilith finally turned her head and hooked her arm around his neck: "Now can you tell the truth?"

"Of course!" Wu Heng smiled broadly. "Which part would you like to hear?"

Why the sudden attack on the Sanctuary?

“Before, we were only thinking about defense, which was too passive.” Wu Heng drew circles on her waist with his finger. “I was thinking, why not just steal back the artifacts the Papacy uses to produce heroes, and solve the problem once and for all—”

"You call that stealing?!" Lilith nearly jumped up. "You smashed up someone's sanctuary! You knocked the whole city unconscious! And you stripped the Pope down to his underwear, didn't you?"

Wu Heng looked completely innocent: "The method might be... a little too radical?"

Lilith sighed, facepalming.
Is this considered slightly rough? It's practically slapping the Vatican's face to the ground.

But in the end, the operation was successful; getting things from the church was as easy as going to the market.

Lilith's fingers traced his chest as she softly asked, "What method did you use to make the entire city unconscious?"

This kind of thing definitely couldn't be kept from Lilith.

She had planted spies in the sanctuary, and news will surely be passed on afterward.

“A special kind of machine that can cause all living beings within a certain range to fall into a coma,” Wu Heng replied.

"Mental attack?" Lilith wondered to herself.

"That's it."

In that case, infrasound should also be considered a type of mental attack.

Lilith propped herself up, her silk pajamas slipping off her shoulders, and said with a touch of emotion, "If you hadn't switched to necromancer back then, you could have achieved quite a lot just by relying on these mechanical skills."

"It's fine as it is now." Wu Heng smiled and pulled her back into his arms. "I was able to survive until now because of this profession."

“Indeed.” Lilith’s red lips curved into a smile, then she suddenly changed the subject, “You saw the Pope?”

“I saw him! He died peacefully.” Wu Heng played with the ends of her hair.

Lilith rolled her eyes at him, annoyed by his choice of words.

It was as if the other person was dead.

But he also understood why the Pope was unusually low-key this time.

They were clearly afraid that Wu Heng would launch a surprise attack and kill them again.

“I thought you were going to kill him,” Lilith muttered.

Wu Heng gently stroked the other person's hand, paused, and said, "I thought about it, but I didn't dare."

Lilith chuckled and helped him remove his outer garment. "You're smart. The Vatican is no longer a threat. Killing him might just cause even bigger trouble."

“That’s what I think too,” Wu Heng continued, “What’s the situation with the Holy Temple now?”

"The whole city is in panic!" Lilith straddled his lap, her hands lightly resting on his chest. "But the Pope hasn't made any move. He's probably scared out of his wits by you."

“He’s afraid I’ll try to kill him again.” Wu Heng supported her waist. “Your men continue to keep an eye on things for me. Remember to let me know if you get any information.”

"You think I'm like you? You're hiding it from me." Lilith suddenly leaned down and bit his earlobe.

Wu Heng picked her up and pressed her onto the soft couch, murmuring between kisses, "I love you to death!"

……

The next day.

The morning sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains into the side room, where the Ark of the Sacred Relic stood quietly on the table, its silvery-white surface shimmering with a faint golden glow.

Lilith walked around the Ark of the Holy See, her fingertips lightly touching the embossed patterns on it. "I never imagined that the core secret of the Vatican would be such a cabinet."

She was originally in charge of intelligence work.

The Vatican's strange artifact, which the cryptanalysts had spent so much effort trying to find out what it was, turned out to be just a cabinet.

“We had guessed before that it might be the Holy Grail or a scepter or something like that,” Wu Heng shrugged. “But it turns out to be this.”

Xiao Xiao asked, somewhat boastfully, "Sister! Do you know what the side effects of this strange item are?"

"What is it?" Lilith asked with a smile.

With a slight pinch of her waist, she looked like she was wearing a human figure.

"What do you mean?" Lilith asked.

Xiao Xiao looked at Wu Heng, "Uncle, what did you mean again?"

Wu Heng said irritably, "You forgot what I told you yesterday so quickly?"

"I didn't really understand it at the time," Xiao Xiao chuckled.

Wu Heng explained, "It means that people who use the Ark of the Sacred Relic to become heroes will experience changes in their personality, emotions, or even their human appearance."

Lilith gave a soft "oh" and nodded, then asked, "Can you use him to train heroes?"

“No, it requires the power of faith from the Holy See to drive it.” Wu Heng’s tone was also somewhat regretful. “For now, it’s just a decoration in our hands.”

"Whether it's just for show or not, the Vatican will never dare to act rashly again without it," Lilith said calmly.

“That’s what I think too,” Wu Heng continued. “By the way! I have quite a few unused oddities and tools here. Do you have any suggestions on how to make use of them?”

Lilith replied, "Give it to your subordinates, or hand it over to the association and use the association's merits to exchange for what you want."

Wu Heng had considered both of these aspects.

Everything that could be distributed has been distributed; handing it over to the association is impossible.

These items belonging to the Vatican enter the association's warehouse, but will eventually return to the Vatican's hands.

In the end, the Vatican came after them again.

Xiao Xiao said, "My aunt said that high-level professionals can reforge things!"

Lilith looked at her and said, "It is indeed possible to forge them, but the damage to the artifacts is enormous. Generally, after forging, it is difficult to even achieve the effect of ordinary items."

"Oh! That's quite a loss." Xiao Xiao stroked her chin.

Lilith continued, "There is another method. The dwarves have a special artifact called the Molten Core. This artifact can remelt various materials and artifacts into new items, but the type and attributes of the items cannot be controlled."

Molten Core?

Wu Heng had heard of this term before; it was mentioned in the intelligence he had intercepted about the dwarves.

The dwarves were preparing materials for the Molten Core; it turns out it was a wondrous object.

“This is good!” Wu Heng said.

“If you have the chance, talk to ‘Bruno.’ They consider this artifact a treasure of their clan and rarely lend it out. It’s all up to you,” Lilith said calmly.

"Does mentioning you not make a difference?"

Don't mention me unless it's absolutely necessary.

Wu Heng nodded in agreement, saying, "Alright, I'll contact him later."

Lilith stood up again and walked outside. "If there's nothing else, go and cultivate!"

"Ok!"

The two of them, along with Xiao Xiao, walked out of the side hall.

Lilith went to the courtyard to cultivate the first stage, while Wu Heng went to the training ground to continue his third stage of cultivation.

……

In the afternoon, after completing their cultivation, Wu Heng and the Empress returned to the Island Lord's Mansion together.

Everyone else was busy with their own things. Wu Heng greeted Minnie and then led the ghosts back to the study before passing through the portal to the zombie world.

After stepping out of the gate, he first released the ghosts, distributed cell phones, and then dialed Li Yahong's number.

"Hello~!" Li Yahong's voice came through the receiver, with the background noise of machinery running.

"How's the base doing lately?" Wu Heng asked casually.

“Everything is normal, everything is progressing according to the plan, and there have been no problems.” Li Yahong’s tone was confident. “Qi Hancai said that everything is normal on her end as well, and the Dawn Alliance has not encountered any further problems.”

"That's good!" Wu Heng thought for a moment, then asked, "Did you use the mirror and Rubik's Cube I gave you last time? How were they?"

"It's simply amazing!" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly rose eight octaves. "The 'projection' that appears in the mirror is just like a real person. Sister Zhao uses the projection effect to proselytize, and the effect is excellent."

After saying that, he added, "Is there anything extra? It would be even better if it could be used in various places."

"I'm preparing! I'll send it over to you when it's ready," Wu Heng said with a smile. With a thought, he opened the system panel to check his faith points.

【Faith: 23741/50000.】

The numerical growth rate is still very fast. If this trend continues, I will definitely be able to break through to the hero stage this year.

Moreover, the threat from the Vatican has now been largely resolved, so holding out until then should not be a problem.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go over there later. Xiao Xiao misses her mother too."

"Uncle is using me as an excuse again. I'm not a child anymore," Xiaoxiao said unhappily from behind.

Wu Heng smiled and nodded at Xiao Xiao.

On the phone, Li Yahong said, "Okay, Sister Zhao is preaching in the square right now. I'll talk to her later."

"Ok!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Heng stood up and said, "Let's go to the central area. You can check your phone after we get in the car."

Wu Heng got up and went downstairs, with the four ghosts following behind him.

They discussed how to further accelerate the collection of faith.

……

Central area, square.

The setting sun, like blood, dyed the central square a golden-red hue.

The makeshift wooden platform was gleaming with light, and Zhao Yanqiu, in her magnificent archbishop's robe, stood in the center of the platform, the "Enlightenment Holy Scripture" in her hands rustling in the evening breeze.

The sound echoed across the square through the loudspeaker, each syllable seemingly carrying a strange resonance.

"In the end times, only the great Pope can guide you and me..."

Before the words were finished, a beam of golden light suddenly split open in the sky.

The clouds seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and a magnificent rosy glow poured down.

Under the gaze of countless eyes that suddenly widened, Wu Heng's figure hovered in mid-air, his papal robes fluttering without wind, and the crown on his head reflecting a colorful halo.

"It's the Pope!"

The crowd bowed in unison, like waves of wheat, their attitude devout and respectful.

At that opportune moment, Zhao Yanqiu raised her arms high, exclaiming, "Witness this! This is the embodiment of true knowledge walking among men!"

The illusion in the sky nodded slightly, scattering countless feathers of light.

It was magnificent, like a miracle.

After all the ceremonies were over, Wu Heng, who was suspended in mid-air, fell down and disappeared backstage, while Zhao Yanqiu left with a smile on her face.

The believers all straightened up and dispersed in an orderly manner, returning to their own residences.

……

Escorted by the skeleton attendant, Zhao Yanqiu returned to Li Yahong's office and study.

Pushing open the door, one sees Wu Heng and Li Yahong sitting on the sofa talking, while Xiao Xiao, controlling the puppet, is curled up on a single sofa to the side, holding a tablet computer, occasionally letting out a 'hehehe' laugh.

"Mom!" As soon as Xiaoxiao saw her, she immediately dropped her tablet and rushed into her arms.

Zhao Yanqiu hugged her daughter, looked at Wu Heng with gentle eyes, and smiled slightly, "Your Holiness, what brings you here?"

“I felt this would suit you, so I brought it over.” Wu Heng smiled and took out a magnificent scepter from his spatial ring. It was entirely gold, with a huge, dazzling gemstone set at the top, shimmering with a sacred aura under the light.

Li Yahong and Zhao Yanqiu were instantly drawn to it, their eyes shining.

Xiao Xiao introduced, "Mom, this weapon is amazing! It lets you unleash the power of the Holy See!"

"The Vatican?" Zhao Yanqiu frowned slightly, looking at Wu Heng with a puzzled expression.

Xiao Xiao was taken aback, seemingly realizing she had let something slip, and immediately covered her mouth, blinking as she looked at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng smiled and explained, "This scepter originally belonged to their pope, and now that it's in your possession, it should be able to achieve better results."

Two candidates were originally considered for this scepter.

Archbishop Zhao Yanqiu of the zombie world, or Seria of another world.

But upon closer reflection, professionals in this other world are accustomed to magic, so the effects of the scepter are not unusual for them. Moreover, using it outside the world could easily provoke the Church to target them.

In the zombie world, however, this ability is enough to be awe-inspiring.

Therefore, after careful consideration, he decided to hand it over to Zhao Yanqiu.

Zhao Yanqiu and Li Yahong exchanged a glance. Although they were still confused, they were not too concerned about the origin of the scepter, but rather its function.

"What are the specific effects?" Zhao Yanqiu asked.

“Wound healing, detoxification, and…” Wu Heng paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, “limb regeneration.”

"Limb regeneration?!" The two women's eyes widened simultaneously.

They could understand the wound healing, since the medicine produced at the base could achieve similar effects.

But limb regeneration? That's beyond their comprehension.

Wu Heng nodded. "Are there any people with severed limbs in the base? I'll demonstrate for you."

"Yes!" Li Yahong immediately picked up the landline and dialed a number.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged man with a cane walked in.

Upon seeing Wu Heng, the man immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Your Holiness."

Zhao Yanqiu said gently, "His Holiness the Pope has heard about your situation and would like to see your leg injury."

"Now? But I...!" The man hesitated, glancing down at his dirty trouser legs, and said awkwardly, "I haven't showered yet..."

"Don't dawdle, this is a rare opportunity for you," Li Yahong urged.

The man hesitated for a moment, but finally rolled up his trousers, revealing his mutilated lower leg.

The severed limb had healed, but the skin was dark, indicating that it hadn't been properly cleaned in a long time.

"My leg was run over by a car while I was fleeing. Medical conditions were limited at the time, so I had to have it amputated..." the man explained with a bitter smile.

Wu Heng nodded, gripped the scepter tightly, and said, "It might hurt a little later, don't be afraid."

The man swallowed, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

But feeling that Wu Heng wouldn't harm him, he nodded.

The next second, Wu Heng raised his scepter, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth, enveloping the man's severed limbs.

"Ah—!" The man let out a heart-wrenching scream. The flesh at the severed limb began to writhe violently, and the bones, muscles, and skin grew and extended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Yanqiu and Li Yahong stared wide-eyed at the scene, their breaths almost stopping.

I go!

The severed limb grew back.

(End of this chapter)