The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 280: 233, Learn Quickly Following the Elder_1

Chapter 280: Chapter 233, Learn Quickly Following the Elder_1

Outside the manor, atop a hidden hill.

Wu Heng was observing the battle situation ahead through a telescope.

They had arrived here when ‘Benasev’ was still giving his speech.

They did not attack. Instead, they waited for the Necromancer ‘Giovanni’ to leave the building and enter their line of sight, then let Lieyi fire.

But the other party was more alert and did not die even when facing a sniper rifle.

Only one arm was blown off.

This level of injury could be relieved by drinking some potions, let alone a 16th-level mage who might have even more advanced potions.

As long as it was not fatal, the other party still possessed full combat power.

At this moment, dust was covering the area again.

“I’ll have my people charge up; there shouldn’t be many of them left,” Wen Mansha said at his side.

She had used this type of machine gun before and knew its power under sweeping fire.

One machine gun had wiped out the White Wolf Gang. Now two guns had swept back and forth, causing smoke to billow from the entire field.

Clearly, not many people could have survived.

“Don’t rush; that Necromancer might not be dead yet,” Wu Heng said directly.

Going up consciously, isn’t that throwing oneself into the net!

“Oh, all right!”

Thinking of that thin, cold Necromancer, Wen Mansha shivered involuntarily.

…

Inside the stone fortress.

The walls were full of countless bullet holes.

At this moment, Giovanni’s spirit flew back from the roof and entered his body.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his expression was all the more grave.

Wu Heng~!

It was indeed him.

He had underestimated him. A small team leader from the association actually had such a powerful weapon.

“Damn, I should have killed him earlier,” he cursed himself.

If he had known, he should have killed him in the city. Although dealing with the association would have been a bit troublesome, it would be better than the current situation.

But thinking about these things now was obviously still too late.

Benasev was lying on the ground in embarrassment, shouting, “What do we do? Who’s the enemy?”

Giovanni glared at him and gritted his teeth, saying, “Wu Heng, why didn’t you tell me he had this thing!”

“How would I know what this is? I had no clue!” Benasev shouted.

On one side, the other nobles, hearing Benasev’s words, were now greedily shouting out the castle, “Wu Heng, Captain Wu Heng, it has nothing to do with us, let us out!”

“I’ll give you money, stop shooting!”

“It’s all Secret Cultivation Hall’s doing, it has nothing to do with me, let us go!”

The pleas for mercy rang out one after another.

Being wealthy merchants, with great wealth and prestige, they never thought they would provoke this killer.

Since his arrival in Lundham City, the Secret Cultivation Hall had not taken advantage once.

Why did they have to provoke him now?

They were all regretting this in their hearts.

“Make them shut up!” Giovanni commanded solemnly.

The only remaining Necromancer attendant lowered his body, drew his sword, and charged forward.

In the blink of an eye, all the others, apart from ‘Benasev’, were killed under the Necromancer’s sword.

The smell of blood instantly spread.

Benasev’s pupils contracted as he lay on the ground and quickly said, “If Mr. Giovanni can get me out of here, I am willing to give you half of my treasure.”

Giovanni looked at him with murderous intent in his eyes.

But he still didn’t order to kill him altogether.

…

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped, and only a humming sound lingered in the air.

Through his spirit vision, Giovanni looked outside.

The barrels of the guns had turned red-hot.

This weapon had reached its limit.

Seizing the opportunity, Giovanni immediately cast a spell, and a grey-white circle of light fiercely spread out.

The well-preserved corpses turned into carrions and staggered upright.

“Get out there and kill them all.”

With a rustling sound~!

The carrions picked up the weapons on the ground and started attacking.

Almost at the same time, the tricycle outside the gate drove away in a puff of smoke.

And a large number of skeletons and carrions had already entered the manor.

The two waves of undead soldiers collided together,

They wield their weapons and slash at each other, while also facing the enemy’s slashing.

The snap~!

A carrion dressed in a robe was decapitated with a single sword stroke.

After it fell to the ground, its body began to grow big lumps the size of bowls, and with a popping sound, the lumps started to burst open.

It wasn’t the toxic gas of the Evil Explosion Skill.

But with the bursting of the lumps, countless bowl-sized spiders spread out from the splattering juice.

They continued to pounce on the enemies in front of them.

These spiders used their sharp mandibles to tear at the enemies’ bodies.

When they were killed, their bodies swelled again, and with a bang~!

This time, it was like the sound of a hand grenade exploding.

Smoke rose up, and the enemies around were blown to pieces. The ground also formed an explosion mark with a diameter of two to three meters.

The spiders were already small and concentrated, creating a chain reaction.

They covered an area, continuously blowing up the ‘enemies’ and their ‘allies’.

And new carrions fell to the ground, spawning spiders again, and continued the suicidal bombings.

From afar, Wu Heng widened his eyes, watching the scene in front of him with some astonishment.

Setting up a spell on a carrion’s body was not a novel technique.

Wu Heng could also use this trick, pre-casting the Evil Explosion Skill and covering the area with poison gas.

But the current method was clearly different from his.

Breeding spiders should be a kind of Pestilence Skill, and the second round of explosion was Corpses Explosion Technique in Necromancy.

So, it could be played like this.

Wu Heng had seen a new way of playing.

Indeed, blindly pondering on his own was not as fast as learning from the old predecessors.

It could also be seen as an expansion of his horizon and an understanding of a new usage.

Once he learned these two skills, he could also use them this way.

The lethality would be more significant.

The battle was still ongoing. There were not many people in the estate to begin with, and most of them had been turned into mud and debris by the bombing and strafing.

…

Giovanni’s face darkened even more.

The opponent’s necromancer soldiers were not of a low level.

His own moves were effective, but clearly too few in number to compete with the opposing army.

At this rate, he would be the one to die.

“You’re on your own!” Giovanni glanced at ‘Benasev’, who was cowering beside him, then continued to command his skeleton, “Go, procrastinate.”

The skeletal attendant beside him dashed out.

Boom~!

An explosion rang out.

A bullet flew straight towards them, hitting the attendant’s chest armor and leaving a dent.

Giovanni instantly reacted, rushing out of the building and hiding behind a parked carriage.

The ground was littered with dead horses and fragments of carriages shattered by bullets.

Giovanni pulled out a dagger, cut the reins tying the horses, and activated the “Dead Bones Battlefield” skill. The carrion horses all stood up.

“Charge and crush them.” Giovanni pointed forward.

Click, click, click!

Over 10 carrion horses began to run, heading directly towards the approaching enemy.

Boom, boom, boom~!

This time, the death of the carrion horses triggered the “Corpse Explosion Technique.”

Loud explosions echoed through the team.

A huge gap was blasted into their tight formation.

The next second, two skeleton horses pulled the carriage, charging out. They broke through the enemy in front, rushed out of the encirclement and sprinted down the road.

As they broke through the encirclement, Giovanni glared ominously at the figure on the hill from behind the carriage curtains.

Once he got away this time, he would kill him.

Not just for the small bounty from the ‘Secret Cultivation Hall’. Now it was a personal grudge.

As he pondered,

Suddenly, a clanging sound came from behind the carriage.

Turning his head, he saw the bizarre tri-wheel vehicle closing in on the carriage at an astonishing speed.

Giovanni’s face changed.

What were they up to?

Weren’t those two devices on top supposedly useless?

Giovanni quickly cast the “Fireball Technique,” “Witchcraft Arrow,” and “Magic Missile,” launching them straight ahead.

The tri-wheel vehicle dodged swiftly, with the fireball exploding behind it and raising a blast of hot air.

The other magic attacks missed due to the distance and the tri-wheel vehicle’s mobility.

At the same time, the tri-wheel vehicle accelerated once again.

In the blink of an eye, the vehicle was running parallel to the carriage.

The two machine guns turned, pointing directly at the carriage.

Giovanni’s face showed even more fear.

An ethereal spirit, disheveled, rushed out from his body, heading towards the skeleton operating the machine guns.

At the same time, Glenda also appeared out of nowhere, intertwining with the spirit like a converging matter.

Giovanni’s eyes started to panic. When he was preparing to cast more swift spells,

he watched in horror as two tongues of fire erupted from the devices.

Bang, bang, bang~!

The intense gunshots shredded the entire carriage.

Smoke and dust covered the carriage.

The skeletal horses shattered, and the carriage flipped onto the side of the road.

The elegant necromancer lay among the debris of the carriage, clutching his bloody chest and attempting to mutter something.

The tri-wheel vehicle stopped. One of the skeletal operators stepped down, drew the longsword from his waist, and effortlessly decapitated the mage.

It glanced around.

Then tossed the body into the loading area, backed up, and drove off.

…

At this moment, Giovanni’s corpse fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

All the preset spells also lost their effects.

The noisy scene fell silent in an instant.

Wu Heng, leading Wen Mansha and the rest of the skeletons, descended the slope and directly entered the estate.

The luxurious estate had become ruins.

The entire structure, including the walls, was riddled with bullet holes.

As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, a figure crawled out of a deeply sunken flower bed on one side. His waist and abdomen were shattered, and blood was gushing out.

He coughed up a large mouthful of blood. Upon seeing Wu Heng and his group, a look of fear appeared on his face.

“Wu, Captain Wu Heng, this has nothing to do with me. Save me. I can give you a lot of money.”

Wu Heng slightly waved his hand, and used the Blazing Blade to decapitate him.

The head rolled to the side.

Wen Mansha stared blankly at the scene.

Half of the city’s tycoons must have gathered here.

In the past, as the wife of the small gang member, she didn’t even have the qualifications to talk to them.

If ‘Rocky’ were still alive, he might have tried every means to offer her to one of those tycoons in exchange for some support.

But now…

Half of the city’s people were in pieces.

The man who had just been killed, Wen Mansha had seen before; he ran the hallucinogenic drug business in the city.

And now he was dead at her feet.

…

Suddenly, Wen Mansha furrowed her brows.

The tamed beast circling in the air spotted a figure.

Benasev… he was still alive.

“Master, Benasev is not dead yet. He’s trying to escape,” Wen Mansha pointed to the rear of the estate.

“Let’s go, check it out!” Wu Heng immediately led his group in pursuit.

They saw ‘Benasev’ limping along.

His bloody hands were tightly holding a ticket, which he was tearing at the edge.

Whoo~!

A shrill whistle sounded.

Suddenly, ripples formed in the air to one side, and an iron-green train appeared out of nowhere.

It stopped in front of Benasev, and the door opened.

Benasev turned his head to look back.

Before Wu Heng could raise his gun, Benasev, holding his ticket, boarded the train.

The next second, the train started and once again rushed into the waves of ripples, disappearing from sight.