Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1075, The Twelve Heavenly Holy Sects
Wu Heng looked at Xiao Xiao and asked, "Where did you see it?"

It is not uncommon to see some high-level professionals at the island exhibition, but Xiaoxiao found that the other party was acting suspiciously, so it would be better to check it out to avoid any problems.

Maybe some fanatical follower of the Vatican has come to the island!
"When I saw him, he was at the port, and then he walked towards the Sky Fox Clan. He was wrapped in a cloak and acted sneaky. He didn't look like a good person at first glance." Xiaoxiao floated in the air, his hands folded across his chest in thought.

"Let me take a look!" Wu Heng said.

Xiaoxiao flew over and got into his body, sharing the scene.

In the noisy crowd at the port, Xiaoxiao saw an unusually bright beam of light at a glance. After flying over, he saw a figure wearing a gray-brown cloak standing alone in the crowd.

With his hood pulled down very low, he was dressed more like an ordinary resident. He looked around and then walked into a tavern on the side.

In the tavern, while ordering food, he asked the bartender for information about the Sky Fox Clan. He was as skilled as a spy who was used to collecting intelligence.

After eating something, the other party left the tavern and walked towards the residential area of ​​the Sky Fox Clan.

Xiaoxiao also flew back directly, and the scene stopped abruptly.

"Is he a bad guy?" Xiaoxiao asked expectantly.

"It is indeed worthy of suspicion, and the other party seems to be somewhat curious about the Sky Fox Clan." Wu Heng said.

Xiaoxiao's expression lit up, "Is that so? I told you he doesn't look like a good person at first glance. He's looking around and it's obvious he came to the island for a purpose."

While the man and the soul were talking, the wood elf sisters, who had just finished their training, walked in from outside.

Heat was still rising from her body, and fine beads of sweat hung on her honey-colored skin.

"Eluriah, Sylvain." Wu Heng shouted.

The two men saluted, "Sir!"

"A suspicious level 18 professional was found at the port. Go and confirm his identity. If there's nothing wrong, just leave him alone. If there is something wrong, capture him." Wu Heng said directly.

The two sisters looked at each other and said, "Yes, sir, let's get ready and leave immediately."

This is the first time they have been assigned a task in such a long time.

"Okay, Xiaoxiao will lead the way for you." Wu Heng nodded.

The two sisters immediately went upstairs to prepare.

Soon, the two sisters came down from upstairs. Eluria was wearing plate armor and a long sword on her waist, while Sylvain was wearing ink-colored leather armor and had long and short swords hanging on both sides of her waist.

Both of them were tall, with honey-colored skin, straight bodies and sharp eyes.

As sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Sir, we are going out." Eluria said to the living room.

"Go ahead, and be careful." Wu Heng instructed.

The two of them called Xiaoxiao and walked out.

Xiaoxiao followed the two of them and told them how she discovered the suspect.

……

Sky Fox Clan settlement area, outer streets.

The cloaked man stood in the shadow of the street corner, tapping his knuckles on the double blades at his waist. His eyes passed through the crowd and locked onto the Sky Fox Clan leader who was entertaining tourists in the distance.

This four-tailed celestial fox was smiling as he showed off his clan's secret incense.

It seems that things are simpler than imagined.

Damn hero island.

There are no defenses at all.

He sneered in his heart and was about to walk over when two agile figures suddenly blocked his way.

"Excuse me." The cloaked man lowered his voice and tried to go around from the side.

Eluria held her sword horizontally and said, "Sir, you look like a criminal we're pursuing. Come with me to understand the situation."

The guards of Treasure Island?

The cloaked man took a half step back, his right hand quietly sliding behind his waist, "You two must have made a mistake!"

"Take off your cloak and let's check it out." Sylvain said, and suddenly he jumped up, his five fingers forming claws to grab the other's wrist pulse.

During the offensive, the opponent's feet began to glow, and vines rose up and coiled towards his ankles.

The cloaked man's eyes narrowed, and he twisted his body like a ghost. His cloak swirled away a cloud of gray mist, and with the help of the cover, he rushed towards the crowd.

"Chase!" Eluria grasped the copper ruler at her waist with her backhand, took a step forward, and her figure instantly appeared beside the cloaked man in one step, tearing the air with her whip kick.

Just as he was about to kick the target, the cloaked man bent down strangely, and the dagger slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed Eluria's ankle.

Suddenly, the cloaked man froze, unable to move as if he had lost control of his body.

In this moment of stagnation, Eluria's whip kick changed direction and kicked him in the waist and ribs.

Bang~!

The cloaked man knocked over the fruit stall, and all kinds of fruits rolled to the ground. When he turned over and staggered to his feet, a cold dagger was already at his neck.

"Move again," Sylvain said in an icy voice, "and I'll slit your throat!"

"You two are both fifth-level professionals, and two of you are chasing me. Treasure Island is really enthusiastic..." Before he finished speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed from his cuffs...

Poof~!

The cloaked man paused as he was stabbed directly in the lower back. In addition to the pain of the wound, he felt his energy and blood being sucked away by a force, and his ears were tinnitus and headache made his mind go blank.

Sylvain kneed him in the spine, and the Blood Sacrifice Knife stabbed him twice more in the arms. "If you don't want to die, be quiet."

Wow~!

The battle was over, and the crowd around them retreated and gathered like a tide, with whispers echoing all around.

"Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way!"

The association's team and the skeleton guards quickly rushed into the scene, separating the crowd from the battle area.

The dwarf deputy deacon waved his hand slightly, signaling the members to prepare for battle, and then said coldly to the front: "Drop your weapons! Private fighting is prohibited on Treasure Island!"

Eluria pulled back her hood, revealing her pointed ears and long green hair. Her voice was clear, rising above the clamor. "I've been ordered to apprehend the suspect."

Sylvain also took off his hood with one hand, revealing his face.

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Yes, Eluria!"

Wow~!

“It’s really them.”

"Isn't it true that you're almost a hero?"

"Come out and catch the suspect!"

The two sisters are also very famous on the island because of their card issuance.

His hair color, skin color, and body shape quickly made him recognized.

Then there was a cry of surprise!
Eluria's ears were reddened by the chatter around her. She coughed lightly and said, "I'm sorry to have disturbed you all. I'll take the person back. Everyone, continue. It's nothing serious."

Sylvain deftly handcuffed the prisoner's arms and said to the stall owner, "Count the losses, then go to the city hall and ask for compensation."

"Okay, thank you very much, sir." The stall owner didn't dare to say more and nodded immediately.

The dwarf deputy deacon waved his hand and ordered: "Evacuate the crowd!"

The team members began to evacuate the crowd to make the road passable.

The two sisters escorted the prisoner onto the carriage and headed towards the island owner's mansion.

"We are quite famous." Sylvain found a car cleaning rag, stuffed it into the prisoner's mouth, and said.

Eluria also smiled. "We've never been so popular among the Wood Elves."

"How is it? The feeling of being respected."

Eluria raised a brow, "Not bad, no wonder everyone wants to be a hero."

……

The sisters carried the prisoner and entered the island owner's mansion through the back door.

In the living room, several people in the family, including the Empress and Glenda, were sitting on the sofa and chatting.

Looking at the injured prisoner, everyone raised their eyebrows.

The two sisters threw the man to the ground. Eluria saluted and said, "Sir, during the interrogation, he tried to escape and attack the crowd. We were afraid that he would harm nearby pedestrians, so we forcibly detained him."

Several people in the living room turned their eyes to the man in the middle.

"Go and take off his equipment." Wu Heng said.

The two sisters stepped forward, stripped off their cloaks and protective gear, leaving only thin linen clothes. They also took off their weapons and space rings and put them aside.

Only a thin linen shirt was left, stained with blood from the injury.

Judging from his appearance, he is a man in his 40s.

For the human race, reaching level 18 is already very rare.

"Tell me! What are you doing on the island?" Wu Heng asked directly.

The rag in his mouth was removed, and the man retched twice. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Master Island Master, please understand. I'm just a tourist visiting the exhibition. I was just thinking of visiting the Sky Fox Clan, and somehow I ended up offending these two young ladies..."

lie!

When confronted directly, Wu Heng possesses the ability to discern the truthfulness of a statement. The other party's answer, however, is clearly a lie.

"Do you think we'd arrest you for no reason?" Wu Heng sneered, staring at him. "I'm giving you two choices now. One is to tell the truth yourself, and the other is for me to kill you and interrogate the corpse."

The other person's eyes fixed, and I felt a chill down my spine under his gaze.

Yup!

The opponent is a necromancer who is better at talking to the dead.

But his eyes were darting around as he was thinking about plans and words.

Seeing that the other party was still hesitant, Wu Heng simply waved his hand and said, "Kill him!"

"No, no, no! I said..." The man immediately came to his senses and begged for mercy loudly.

Wu Heng looked at him and said, "If you tell me even a single lie, I'll kill you."

"Yes, yes!" The man pondered for a moment and said, "I am a protector of the Twelve Heavenly Saints. I came here to confirm the matter of Treasure Island and the Sky Fox Clan."

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the empress who was leaning lazily beside him and was originally indifferent.

She went downstairs purely to watch the fun, but she didn't expect it to involve matters related to the Sky Fox Clan.

But considering the connection with the Twelve Heavenly Holy Sect, I could roughly guess what it was.

The last time I followed the Empress to the Sky Fox Village, I killed a guardian of this holy religion at the door.

"How did you find this place?" the queen asked, looking up.

"The newspaper reported news about the Sky Fox Tribe!" the man stammered. "The leader got the news and asked me to confirm it."

Treasure Island did do some publicity for the Sky Fox Clan, in addition to newspapers, there were also movies.

Now the place where the Sky Fox tribe lives has also become a local scenic spot.

"Well..." The man's eyes flickered, "I'm only responsible for finding out..."

Sylvain snorted coldly, "At that time, you were clearly going to take action."

"No, no!" The other party immediately shook his head.

Wu Heng took over and continued, "Will your leader also come to the island?"

"There is no such plan!" the other party replied immediately.

"Do you have any plans for Treasure Island?"

"It's gone, it's really gone. I just came here to investigate." The man said carefully, his eyes constantly glancing over here.

In addition to Wu Heng, he also saw Viola, the witch on the first batch of cards.

Also a hero.

I offended two heroes at once. If I could really get out alive, I would probably brag about it for the rest of my life.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, "Where is the leader you mentioned?"

The man was taken aback, then lowered his head and remained silent.

Wu Heng smiled and glanced at the Empress, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"No, don't kill him yet, he might be useful later," the Empress said.

"Thank you, thank you, Madam!" the other party immediately thanked the Empress.

Although I don't know who the person in front of me is, they seem to be of high status.

Wu Heng said, "Alright, lock him in the association's dungeon and have the skeletons guard him. If he tries to escape, just kill him."

"Yes!" the wood elf sisters replied, and then dragged him out.

After the others were taken away, Xiao Xiao puffed out her chest and said, "I'm amazing, aren't I? I could tell at a glance that he wasn't a good person."

Minnie praised her enthusiastically, "Little one is really amazing."

Xiao chuckled, his face beaming with happiness.

……

Wu Heng stood by the window, watching the man being taken away, then turned to the empress leaning against the soft couch, "What are your thoughts?"

The empress looked up at him and said in a very insincere tone, "Have I caused you any trouble?"

"That's not what I meant." Wu Heng rolled his eyes at her, annoyed. "I asked what the next step should be."

"Oh!" The Empress raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I thought you were blaming me!"

After saying that, he sat up straight and said, "My idea is to protect the safety of the Heavenly Fox Clan. I am not worried about the Twelve Heavenly Holy Sects."

Wu Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Interrogate him again in the next couple of days. It would be best to find the location of this Twelve Holy Sects and resolve this problem once and for all."

Viola stood to the side with her arms crossed, "Why bother with all this trouble when we could just kill him and question the corpse?"

Wu Heng said, "Let's see how things go first. If we really can't get anything out of them, then we'll have to interrogate the corpse."

It would be a waste to directly question the corpse. If we could get the information directly, this level 18 professional could be sent to the zombie world's prison for 'training'.

For a while, no new professionals were sent.

"It's not difficult to find out some information," the Empress smiled confidently. "Wait for my news!"

After chatting for a while, Wu Heng called Xilagui and asked him to send more patrol teams.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances.

As dusk approached, the crowd that had brought gifts finally dispersed, leaving only a few skeleton guards sweeping the street outside the gate.

Xiao Xiao was dressed in modern sportswear, her ponytail swinging back and forth with her jumping movements.

"Uncle! I made plans to play the dance machine with Lilith!" He peeked out from the door frame. "I won't be back tonight!"

Wu Heng instructed, "Don't fight."

"We won't fight!" Xiao Xiao quickly agreed, then turned and skipped away.

Wu Heng practiced with his spear in the training room for a while, then went upstairs to the bathroom to wash up.

bathroom!

In the rising steam, Wu Heng leaned against the edge of the bathtub, pondering the matter of the Twelve Holy Sects.

The Twelve Holy Churches had a great reputation, possessing heroes, yet they were labeled as a cult, which shows how many evil deeds they had committed.

If given the opportunity, you could try to deal with this cult.

One reason is to increase the number of skeletons you have at level 20, which can be considered as doing a service to the people.

After thinking for a moment, Minnie's soft voice came from outside the door, "Master, we're coming in~!"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and through the rising steam, Minnie, Annette, Robbie, and Philippa walked in wrapped in towels.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "Shall we shower together?"

"Hmm!" Philippa chuckled, stepping into the bathtub the moment the towel slipped off. "Sanera gave you up today, so accept your fate!"

Amidst the splashing water, Wu Heng grabbed her slender waist and said, "That's what I should be saying."

Minnie and Robbie stepped in as well, the water in the bathtub overflowing the rim.

Annette, holding a fruit platter, had just picked up a piece and was about to feed it to Wu Heng when Philippa pulled her in, and they began to playfully splash around in the bathtub.

Fortunately, the bathtub was designed as a small, round swimming pool when the island lord's mansion was built, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to hold so many people.

After washing for a while, the group walked together towards the bedroom.

……

Association prison.

In the dark cell, the man suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead, his gaze then hardening.

Two skeleton guards outside the iron cage stared intently at him, their ghostly blue soul flames flickering in their empty eye sockets, as if watching his every move.

"Damn it..." the man cursed, closing his eyes again and forcing himself to calm down.

But just as he was thinking of a way to escape, an irresistible weariness washed over him like a tide, and his eyelids felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing on a swaying wooden boat.

A cold sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, swept over me, and behind me... Treasure Island was gradually receding into the distance.

"I...I escaped?" The man looked at his hands in disbelief, then a surge of joy welled up inside him. "It must be the cult leader's divine protection!"

In a daze, he docked at a human port, boarded a caravan, and headed towards the location of the church in the distance.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and he returned to a familiar village.

"Finally, finally back!" The man stumbled back into the village, cheering loudly.

"Kneel down!" a hoarse voice came from ahead.

The man looked up and saw a figure standing in the shadows, indistinct and with an unusually unfamiliar voice.

"Who are you?"

"Guardian! The mission failed, yet you're still so happy." The voice was icy. "Now, tell me, who am I...?"

The man trembled and immediately knelt down, "Greetings, Master."

As he uttered those words, the face of the person opposite him became clearer and clearer, gradually becoming exactly the same as the bishop in his memory.

(End of this chapter)