Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

The phone rang, and if Wan Qi were here, he would definitely sigh and say, "This is so old-fashioned."

In his hometown, almost no families have landline phones. Only government departments with confidentiality needs deploy internal telephones and dedicated encrypted local area networks.

"Hello, this is Z, please speak."

"Sister Zhang, it's me."

"Wanqi." Ms. Z looked surprised, then asked, "Is there an emergency?"

"I've found a terrorist hideout here in Vienna. Should the Foundation come and clean it up?"

Ms. Z immediately realized that it was the Reincarnation Hand's base in Vienna, and immediately asked, "Where is it?"

“I can bring people from the foundation to the Vienna slums. Of course, I can also help with the support, but there will be a commission, charged per minute.”

"No problem, the foundation will definitely give you a price that appeals to you."

"Then send someone over. By the way, Sister Zhang, do you want to wipe them all out in one fell swoop, or perform a decapitation strike?"

"You mean they still have quite a few people active outside?"

"That's for sure. If the Reshaping Hand wants to accelerate the 'Rainstorm' in this era, it has to send people out. Considering that the requirement for the 'Rainstorm' to arrive early is that major historical events are brought forward, they might kill Archduke Ferdinand ahead of time. But it's still the end of 1913, and he hasn't even gone to Sarajevo yet. If I were in charge, I would just indiscriminately slaughter the high-ranking officials of various European countries, but leave those who can carry out the war."

"Understood, the Reconstruction Hand wants to ignite the war ahead of schedule!"

Ms. Z's mind raced, and she immediately began to think about how to prevent this from happening.

Then Wan Qi poured a bucket of cold water over him.

"Sister Zhang, if you want to stop the Reshaping Hand from launching a large-scale targeted assassination, it's too late. The fact that they can infiltrate people to this extent, and have the advantage of historical experience, means that they won't give the Foundation any time to prepare when they strike. They can remove one or two spies, but removing them all is simply unrealistic. The Foundation can't do it either, because the Foundation's control over the distribution in various countries is just a castle in the air."

Wan Qi wasn't being sarcastic; he was stating a fact.

No powerful nation would allow an international organization to arbitrarily intervene in its politics. Even though the St. Louis Foundation is quite special, it can at most cooperate with the government, but it is impossible to build a management system from the grassroots level. This makes the foundation's management model basically floating in the air, and its understanding of the local area relies on local distribution and a small number of local people working at the headquarters. With just this, it is no match for the Reshaping Hand.

It's truly dark humor; compared to the St. Love Foundation, the foundational structure of Reinventing the Hand is actually more complete and efficient.

Moreover, this is not a matter of retrospectively analyzing the "rainstorm," but rather a management problem that existed objectively before the "rainstorm" occurred.

These weren't problems before, but in a life-or-death war, whoever's grassroots level is weaker will suffer.

Even if they invited Trotsky to be the vice president, the grassroots management wouldn't be this bad.

It's truly unbearable that these people were also mentored by a teacher; they learned none of the good things and only combined the bad ones. But until a better organization can replace it, the St. Love Foundation is at least more like a normal person than the Reshaping Hand.

They're all being washed away by the "torrential rain," can you guys please stop competing to be the worst?!

"But by capturing enough high-profile members of the Remodeling Hand, we can obtain more intelligence about the Remodeling Hand from them."

"And there's the 'Rainstorm Immunity Technique,' right? I get it, I get it."

"Regarding this, Wan Qi, the foundation wants to engage in full cooperation with you."

"Hongjing, right? You're not worried anymore?"

"Instead of worrying about that, you should first consider the survival of our personnel in the 'storm.' I hope you have enough supplies on hand. I will immediately dispatch an elite team to Vienna, and the command will be..."

"Don't leave it to me. I don't have Virtue's skills, and I don't want to create a situation where 'one incompetent general leads to the death of the entire army.'"

"Alright then, I'll leave the task of keeping things in order to you."

"No problem, when will they arrive?"

"I'll contact them right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ms. Z went to Constantine's office immediately and informed him of the situation.

"This is very important intelligence. I now authorize you to deploy any personnel you deem suitable to capture members of the Reshaping Hand at all costs. By the way, please provide them with red crystals, Mr. Wan Qi. The Foundation will settle the payment with him later."

"Please rest assured, Wanqi has already made preparations."

"That's good. Hopefully, this operation will be our breakthrough."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Qi found a place to rest nearby and bluntly told Ilyich, "The next operation will be dangerous. You can find a place to rest first, and we'll meet at the designated location tomorrow, which is the Separatist House."

"Sir, I think you'll need me to show you the way. How about you take me with you?"

Ilyich's smile looked relaxed, but his eyes betrayed a hint of tension.

He still remembered Wan Qi's promise to provide him with security, and for him, nothing was more secure than following a big shot. This was the wisdom of those who climbed from the bottom up, and it could also be said to be their only opportunity.

"Have you made up your mind?" Wan Qi asked with a smile.

"Yes! I've made up my mind. Please give me this opportunity, sir."

"Then follow me. Also, wear this; it can save your life in a critical moment."

"Thank you!"

Ilyich took the red pendant from Wanqi. He didn't know the value of the red crystal, but he knew very well that it was blessed with some kind of divine (magical) magic (array), probably a defensive spell.

Mystical items, especially jewelry, are very popular and expensive because they are small, exquisite, and easy to carry. However, Wan Qi gave them to Ilyich without hesitation, which made the latter even more determined to follow the man in front of him.

To be so young yet possess such great abilities, truly worthy of being called a mystic from Aurora University.

Not long after, a field team from the Foundation appeared before Wan Qi, along with an acquaintance from the game—Semmelweis.

But this person isn't a combatant, at least not right now. What's she doing here? Isn't she going to get treatment?

Note: Could Deep Blue update faster? A lot of the information is still in the sketch stage. However, in the real world, we can't just follow the game's storyline, since it's already been messed up.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group stepped forward and said, "Lord Wan Qi, the Razor Squad is here to report for duty."

"Thank you for your hard work. You're all here now?"

"Twelve elite squads are also converging on this route. I am the commander of this operation."

"Alright, I'll take you there now, or should we meet up first and then go?"

"We can keep in touch on the way."

"Alright, let's go."

Wan Qi immediately teleported, and the next second, everyone appeared near the Hand of Rebirth stronghold.

"This is a map, which I drew by hand. It's rather simplified."

"You are too modest."

After seeing Wan Qi's simple hand-drawn map, Captain Razor realized for the first time that the difference between people is really greater than the difference between people and dogs. On the simple map, all kinds of details are clearly distributed, and even the scale is accurate. Except for people with a lack of spatial awareness, anyone who can read a map can find their own location here with the help of Wan Qi's map.

What would take the professional team at the St. Louis Foundation two or three days to complete, they did in no time. You have to admire them.

Whether or not Heinrich can be found at this point is no longer important, because there are nearly three-digit numbers of Reincarnation Hands members here. Everyone here has survived at least one "storm," and many of them do not belong to this era. Such people are the backbone of the Reincarnation Hands organization, and they are the ones who carry out the organization's orders. If we capture them and interrogate them one by one, we can definitely get a lot of information about Reincarnation Hands.

"One for each person, wear it properly."

Wan Qi distributed the red crystal pendants and thoughtfully engraved the foundation's emblem on each pendant for the foundation members. After all, since the foundation had provided the funds, he couldn't be negligent in his duties.

"Oh! This is... Thank you!"

Captain Razor wanted to say "immune to the rainstorm," but after noticing Ilyich, an outsider, he swallowed the words.

Normally, outsiders like this shouldn't be around the Foundation's action team, but he was brought by Wan Qi, and due to Wan Qi's special status, Captain Razor decisively ignored this.

Those who understand the times are wise (nods).

This was also Wan Qi's first time observing the Foundation's action team's combat tactics up close. They seemed more like professional special forces soldiers equipped with mystical arts. As the Foundation's violent department, their purpose was naturally to fight and kill. Each of them possessed a strong spiritual aura, which, when combined, became a killing intent. Only veterans who had seen blood possessed such a thing.

On the other hand, while the Reconstruction Hand also had combat personnel, their combat strength was clearly only passable. They relied too much on their mysticism, while the Foundation had not only mysticism but also gunfighting techniques.

The trigger-pulling device is indeed more efficient than mysticism, but mysticism is more unpredictable.

The combination of the two results in extraordinary combat power.

Wan Qi stood with Ilyich on a nearby high-rise building. Ilyich couldn't see what was happening below, but in Wan Qi's mental perception, these people were rapidly taking over the high ground and taking down people one by one within the range marked on the map. In addition to anesthetic munitions, they also used physical therapy such as fist anesthesia.

The leader of the Razor Squad used his fist, as big as a clay pot, to paralyze a rebuilt contestant, instantly putting him into a baby-like sleep.

As expected of a legitimate organization, their combat effectiveness is unquestionable. At this speed, they'll be here very soon... What is that?

Wan Qi's mental energy suddenly touched an area that made him feel disgusted.

Yes, it's disgusting in the literal sense, making people very uncomfortable, like finding a pair of twin tails from Guangzhou in your bowl while you're eating, and only half of it is trembling.

Before Wan Qi could continue observing, strange musical notes appeared in the air.

Yes, musical notes appeared in the air. These notes suddenly appeared in front of Wan Qi and began to increase with some kind of melody. More and more of them appeared, and the surrounding crowd lost their minds in a very short time, fell into a state of frenzy, and began to attack each other wildly.

"Sir, I feel..."

"calm! "

Soul Magic O Mental Resilience Enhancement

Soul Magic or Mental Barrier

With the two auxiliary effects activated, Ilyich, who was about to scream while clutching his head, instantly calmed down, and the noise that made him feel like his head was about to explode completely disappeared.

This full-screen AOE attack doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, because Wan Qi noticed that the members of the Reconstruction Hand were also affected, and some of them were already kneeling on the ground screaming in agony.

However, they only screamed rather than lost their minds, indicating that the mystics had a certain resistance to this strange music.

The etheric magic system includes many sound-based attack methods. The most common is through transmission via a medium, while the most violent is to directly use one's mental power to strike the opponent's brain. If the power is sufficient, it can even cause a headshot.

Just as Wan Qi was considering whether or not to make a move, the ground began to shake, and buildings in the distance began to collapse. In the collapsed ruins, a huge pipe organ rose from the ground, but anyone who saw it would be horrified.

With bones forming the framework, flesh and blood connecting the main body, and fascia forming the sound cavity, this is a completely human-centered flesh and blood pipe organ.

Wan Qi was completely oblivious to this.

The main reason is that he used his own corpse to piece together similar things, as well as larger aircraft carriers, battleships, and bone dragons.

It's just a pipe organ, that's nothing.

But there is one thing that is missing from all the things Wan Qi has pieced together: the shrieking sound from the soul.

"Damn it, that thing is a ritual artifact made from a flesh and blood altar! How many lives did those damned Reconstruction Hands sacrifice on that thing!?"

If someone engages in self-harm without harming others, that's a personal issue or a matter of their mental state, which is understandable and even worthy of sympathy. But treating others as sacrifices to nourish evil is unacceptable to Wan Qi!

Most people have a deep misunderstanding of necromancers, thinking that they often perform dangerous corpse sacrifices.

In reality, necromancers are the most respectful of life and death among the mage community. Even the worst necromancer knows that one cannot arbitrarily manipulate the melody of life and death. Only those half-baked, self-righteous fools would think that they have transcended life and death after manipulating corpses for a few years.

The first principle of a necromancer: Respect life, respect death.

Countless necromancers have left behind countless famous quotes, but this one is the most widely circulated and recognized across different professions.

We dissect corpses, but we never desecrate the dead.

We analyze the soul, but we never play with life.

We interpret life and death, but we never manipulate others.

With this vow, under the watchful gaze of the ultimate truth of life and death, I embark on the path of the dead, walking alongside death and accompanying life.

After the ceremony, the necromancer received his robes and took his oath.

The black robe began to flutter under the surge of magic. With the bone scythe in hand, Wan Qi looked at the blasphemous organ.

"The Hand of Reconstruction, you are utterly disgusting! Die!"

Section 89: Praise the Lord of Joy!

(That's right, the aura of Warhammer has seeped in; those who were disloyal have been captured and made loyal!)

Pushing the timeline forward slightly...

Vienna, the stronghold of the Reinventing Hand

In the game, Forget-Me-Not was originally in charge of this area, but Forget-Me-Not has now left Remodeling Hand. The ferocity of the Battle of Chicago left Arcana with no strength left to take anyone away.

But the plan continues, after all, it is a huge organization, and local failures are not enough to cause it to collapse.

Kamid, a psychic and the head of Reconstruction in Vienna, has recently been locking himself in his room without warning, muttering "the supreme power," "the beauty of art," and "the blessing of the god of joy."

If an ordinary person were to experience this, they would at least need to see a psychiatrist. But it's quite normal for psychics to act strangely. You know, even among mystics, this group is quite mysterious.

The problem is, he's in charge of the work here, and many tasks require his approval. Now that the person in charge has gone off on a tangent, and no one else can make decisions, the whole system is left to operate at a low power level. It can't handle big tasks, and it's only so-so for small ones. We're just waiting for that person to come out of his self-imposed isolation.

Until the elite squad of the St. Love Foundation launched their attack.

All of the Reconstruction Hand's strongholds have mystical spells to deal with such attacks, and the Foundation, which launched this sudden operation, could not possibly have precisely cleared these facilities. Therefore, it was inevitable that they would be discovered once the operation began. Captain Razor chose to make the best of a quick victory. As long as I am fast enough, I can pin you to the ground before you can even react.

"Lord Kamid! The Foundation's lackeys have arrived. We need your strength, Kamid..."