Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 950, Battle at Sea

The dusk was like blood, dyeing the entire Lighthouse Street red.

Although the street lights have not been turned on yet, some shops have already turned on their lights, and the whole street is starting to become lively.

The roasted fish stall was filled with a burnt aroma, and the tavern was filled with the smell of beer and the laughter of drinkers.

Residents were strolling in groups of three or four, and children were chasing and playing, creating a peaceful scene.

Suddenly, the sound of bones rubbing against each other broke the noise, and teams of skeleton patrols marched in neat steps across the street and began to post new notices in areas with fixed notices.

The strolling crowd gathered their eyes and whispered, "Why post a notice so late at night?"

"Did the island owner come up with something new? It's been a while since he released any new products."

"When there are new products, they are also advertised through newspapers and notices."

"That means there will be another auction..."

For the residents of Treasure Island.

The most exciting things are the release of new products and various auctions.

Every time something like this happens, the people on the island can make some money from wealthy foreign merchants.

When all the notices were posted, the skeletons moved on to the next location to continue posting, while an accompanying bard climbed the stone steps of the flower bed, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then he said loudly: "The Vatican framed the island owner and launched an attack on Treasure Island for a non-existent reason..."

The bustling streets suddenly became silent.

No one expected to hear this news suddenly at nightfall.

The fat from the grilled fish dripped onto the fire, making a sizzling sound.

A sailor in the crowd suddenly punched the wall and said, "I know about this. A few days ago, someone was saying that the island owner killed someone from the Vatican. It must be this."

After the bard finished reading the notice, he continued loudly, "Two years ago, the island master Wu Heng obtained a job transfer scroll in Blackrock Town. He arrested fugitives, solved cases, and climbed up from an ordinary professional step by step with his merits. However, the limitations of his profession still prevented him from breaking free from the shackles of the present."

Everyone frowned.

There are many versions of Wu Heng's deeds among the people, but everyone knows that after being suppressed in Black Stone Town, he arrived at Treasure Island and grew up quickly.

"After the island master came to the island, everyone's life has changed. Even the rich and powerful people envy the life on the island." The bard's eyes were filled with tears. "Even so, the Church still wants to flatten Treasure Island just for their paranoid beliefs."

The crowd began to stir.

The people who settled there later did not feel it too deeply, but the natives living on Treasure Island knew what the words meant.

From their original poor life, they now dress well and every house is filled with the smell of meat.

That changed after Wu Heng came to the island.

"The island master does not want you to shed blood." The bard suddenly raised his voice and pointed in the direction of the church, "Just pray for the heroes who protect us!"

The words fell.

Everyone followed and saluted the Treasure Island Church.

……

Shannara's residence was brightly lit.

Sitting in the living room were the five elders of the wood elves and the wealthy merchants and dignitaries of the island.

In the courtyard, there were the attendants and guards of these people, and the sounds of weapons and armor colliding could be heard from time to time in the living room.

These people also heard the news outside.

The Holy See attacked Treasure Island again, and those wealthy merchants who had stayed there until now were now regretting their actions.

If I had known this, I should have left immediately after the auction ended.

There is also the Snake Emblem Consortium.

Why hold an auction on an island? Why have a place like an entertainment city?

damn it!
"Elder Shannara!" A merchant with a belly that stretched his robes out shouted, then said solemnly, "Why close the port? We still have time to leave now."

There was an immediate echo from the side.

The fifth elder of the wood elves looked at everyone with dark circles under his eyes, and then said, "Don't get excited, Elder Shannara hasn't left yet, so she must have her own plans. Let's listen to what she says first."

The meaning is obvious. Shannara stayed here by herself, and she would have run away if there was any danger.

Fat businessman sitting down.

Shannella said calmly: "The routes have been blocked. All routes leaving the island are likely to be attacked by the Vatican."

"Nonsense! The Holy See is not a pirate, how could they attack ships at will?" someone said.

Shannella looked up at the other person and said calmly, "The Holy See launched a holy war against Treasure Island. All ships leaving Treasure Island will have the same fate."

The whole place fell silent in an instant, with people's faces filled with fear and ashen expressions.

Has the hatred between the two sides reached this point?
He actually launched a holy war.

The fifth elder of the Wood Elves also looked unhappy. The two sides had just started cooperating, and the Wood Elves put all their pressure on Wu Heng, but this kind of thing happened again.

Holy war!

Wu Heng wouldn’t really die here!
I'm afraid the wood elves will also be implicated.

Shannara continued, "I won't joke with my life. If there is real danger, I will send you away. I can also ensure everyone's safety."

Everyone's eyes froze and no one spoke for a moment.

……

"Come out and die~!"

On the sea, with this roar, another wave of shells tore through the air and hit the sea like meteorites.

The frigate disintegrated in the explosion, wood chips and broken iron flew everywhere, and huge waves several feet high were created.

Only the Pope's ship remained standing. The moment the shells hit the shield, they were like hitting an invisible wall, deflected and fell into the sea, exploding into a towering column of water.

At this moment, everyone rushed onto the deck and looked around in horror at the hellish scene.

The fleet that had gathered for several days, at this moment, only this one was left under our feet. The entire sea was filled with broken wood and ships, and the clergy of the Vatican were wailing for help.

“Wu Heng!” The Pope’s voice exploded like thunder, and his golden robe fluttered in the wind. “Do you think you can shake the majesty of the cathedral with these crude weapons?!”

The religious leader stood beside the Pope, with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the flying carpet floating in the air.

The voice was filled with chilling murderous intent: "Did Lilith tell you about our route? I'll settle the score with him when I get back."

Wu Heng stood on the flying carpet, with two level 20 skeletons beside him, soul flames flashing in their empty eye sockets.

The bronze spear in his hand pointed diagonally at the sea, "So, two heroes and so many fleets are the reason you can defeat me?"

"Arrogant!" the Pope shouted, and holy light suddenly burst out.

In an instant, a huge golden sword chopped down above Wu Heng's head.

Wu Heng raised his spear, and a wall of water suddenly rose from the surface of the sea, blocking the golden giant sword.

Poof~!

The giant sword slashed on the water wall, and the holy energy collided with the water wall, evaporating large amounts of white mist.

The rich holy energy was so rampant that the two skeletons below began to tremble violently and their soul fires swayed.

Whoosh~!

Without Wu Heng's order, two skeletons spread their wings and turned into streams of light, whistling and rushing downwards. Their shining bodies suddenly reached a size of nearly four meters and smashed the wooden boat that was used to rescue people.

Tiaotiao moved like a ghost and attacked the other clergymen.

Ghosts also began to possess and kill enemies.

Wu Heng pulled the spear in his hand towards the giant sword in the air. Snap, the giant sword suddenly broke into pieces and turned into countless golden swords that shot from all directions, like a rainstorm under the sky.

A magic circle lit up under Wu Heng's feet, and he was about to teleport away.

Chains appeared from the void, wrapped around the ankles, and the magic instantly became ineffective.

"Want to run?" The Pope sneered.

Strange object!

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes. The water wall hastily wrapped around his body, turning into a turbulent stream, pulling the flying sword away from its direction.

The flying swords circled and detoured again.

Wu Heng smashed the ankle chain with the spear in his hand.

Dang~!

The weapon's [Break Weapon] effect takes effect, and the chain breaks instantly.

A rare object was shattered just like that, which made the two people on the boat even more surprised.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the copper-green spear in his hand.

The magic circle reappeared, and the figure and the flying carpet disappeared instantly, appearing a hundred meters away.

He pointed the spear in his hand.

The next second, the sea surface suddenly bulged, and a whirlpool began to tear apart the ship under the Pope's feet, spinning and tumbling continuously. Countless strands of sea water underwater were condensed into thin silk threads, winding and waving, whipping the Pope's ship.

The golden shield of light began to shatter, and the silk threads cut through the ships beneath its feet like sharp blades.

……

The association hall was also in chaos.

People were whispering to each other about the approaching Vatican fleet.

The mercenaries had solemn expressions on their faces, and the staff members were secretly thinking that after all, the staff members worked for the association, and no matter how fierce the battle between the two sides was, they would generally not be targeted.

At this moment, the sound of neat bones colliding came from the door.

Everyone looked back and saw Andvielle wearing neat leather armor, followed by a large group of skeleton servants.

He entered the association with great momentum and walked all the way towards the office study.

Dong Dong~!

There was a knock on the door.

The door of the study opened, and the flag bearer Elinor stood inside the door, frowning at Andeweir and the skeleton behind her, "Miss Andeweir, this is..."

Andvier glanced at the other person and waved her hand, "Tie him up!"

The skeleton servant stepped forward.

"Arrogant!" The flag bearer shouted angrily, unsheathed his sword, and the pressure of a level 19 professional exploded instantly, and the air was cut by the sharp sword energy.

Andwier took a half step back and said calmly: "You have to live and be decent."

The words have not yet been spoken!

Whoosh!
A black shadow shot out like a cannonball!
The level 20 Skeleton Boxer’s “Sandbag Fist” instantly approached and punched out!
Bang~!

The flag bearer didn't even have time to block, and was blown away, hitting the wall heavily, causing the wall to crack. He groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

The skeleton servants stepped forward quickly and tied him up tightly with chains.

The battle was over in the blink of an eye.

"Take it away!" said Andvier.

The skeleton was escorted outside. In the corridor, two deputy deacons and a team from the association came hurriedly and confronted them head-on.

The dwarf deputy deacon had a gloomy face and put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Miss Andeweier, coming to the association to catch the flag bearer, isn't it a bit too much to leave your job."

Andwier's expression remained unchanged: "He is related to the safety of the island. I will take him back for questioning. If there is nothing wrong, I will naturally let him go."

"Deacon Xilagui just went out. Why don't you wait for her to come back and discuss it." The dwarf still spoke in a negotiating tone.

"No need to discuss, just get out of the way!" said Andvielle.

The flag bearer struggled and yelled, "What are you still standing there for? When will it be her turn to have the final say in the association?!"

The dwarf deputy deacon's eyes were stern. "Miss Andeweier, let him go. I can pretend that nothing happened. This is the association, and the deacon is not here. We can't explain if you take him away."

"You don't need to explain." Andvier sneered, pulled out a decree from her bosom and shook it open, "Leader Wu Heng's order to arrest the local flag bearer for investigation."

The whole place fell silent.

The dwarf deputy deacon stared at the document stamped with the Treasure Island emblem, his expression changing several times. Finally, he slowly loosened his grip on the sword and raised his hand to wave it.

The guards put away their weapons and cleared the way.

Andvier said no more and left with her people.

Passing through the corridor, everyone looked at the flag bearer being taken away and their eyes widened again.

"Elinor is the banner bearer. Why was he taken away?"

“Does the local government have the right to arrest the flag bearer?”

Everyone was even more surprised.

……

maritime.

Two skeletons were flying quickly in the air.

Several archbishops clenched their hands and chanted loudly. A projection of a choir appeared in the air. The sound of Sanskrit resounded through the sky. The skeletons flying at high speed began to become stuck and sluggish.

"Kill these two skeletons." someone shouted.

Before he could finish his words, a man suddenly exerted force and overturned the boat under his feet.

"It's his ghost. Keep chanting and take the holy water."

Everyone falls into the water, and the skeleton resumes action again.

Another priest chanted again, and the Vatican Knights condensed the holy shield and killed the skeleton.

……

the other side.

The Pope's ship was minced like tofu.

The ship sank into the sea.

The Pope turned into a stream of light and appeared on the side of the wooden boat, condensing countless golden sword energies again.

The religious leader turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of Wu Heng in the blink of an eye. He held a jewel-inlaid holy sword in his hand and slashed his neck.

Dang~!

The holy sword and the spear collided, sending out sparks.

The religious leader was surprised and puzzled that Wu Heng, a mage, could take his attack.

Wu Heng retreated backwards, spread his wings, flew in the air, and lashed out with his spear. Bang! Another collision.

A layer of halo on the surface of the holy sword shattered, taking on the effect of "breaking weapons" instead.

"Vampires? Lilith..." The religious leader narrowed his eyes and slashed with his sword again.

Then, countless golden sword energies from the Pope came and shot towards Wu Heng from different angles.

Wu Heng spread his flesh wings and released [Teleportation] continuously. His figure disappeared and reappeared.

The religious leader followed closely in pursuit, and his holy sword and robe collided.

Dense golden sword energy also followed closely.

"Do you think you can change anything just by knowing some water magic?" the religious leader sneered.

"You two came over to fight me, isn't it because you feel guilty and have no confidence?" Wu Heng fought back without giving in.

As the religious leader got closer, his skin began to appear misty, his skin quickly wrinkled, and his muscles shriveled.

The water vapor in his body was evaporating rapidly.

The religious leader's movements also began to be hindered, his face turned ugly, and his body turned into a golden light and shot backwards.

"What are you doing?" the religious leader asked.

“Learn and apply it in practice!”

(End of this chapter)