The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 424 - 352, Ronin (One update today.)_2

Chapter 424: Chapter 352, Ronin (One update today.)_2

Wu Heng had no objections, “Sure, you arrange it, we can make use of the warehouses, as well as the nearby residential areas.”

“Hmm, the military came by again yesterday, wanting to discuss the pricing of military equipment with you. Since you weren’t there, I put them off,” Qi Hancai said once more.

Wu Heng wasn’t in the mood to consider the military’s affairs at the moment.

He directly said, “Let’s not worry about this for now, we’ll talk about it later.”

“Alright!” The two chatted as they walked along.

Qi Hancai continued to speak of matters related to the old factory district.

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Meanwhile, outside, the people from other refuges were all eagerly looking in this direction.

Most of them had seen Qi Hancai, the leader of the old factory district and an awakened individual.

But they had never seen Wu Heng.

“Hey, dude, who’s that with your leader?” a survivor asked the person handling registrations, handing over a cigarette.

“Who are you referring to?”

The survivor said, “The guy next to leader Qi Hancai.”

“Oh, our leader, Qi Hancai, is our vice-executive,” the registration staff replied.

It wasn’t a secret.

The military was aware of this, and such was the positional arrangement within the old factory district.

The survivor frowned and said, “Darn, you’ve got several awakened individuals!”

The worker smiled, waved his hand, and said, “It’s your turn to exchange for rations, go on in!”

“Oh, right!” The survivor drove in.

And the others gathered around again.

Continuing to inquire.

They had originally thought Qi Hancai was the strongest person in the old factory district, but it now seemed that the district’s strength surpassed their expectations.

At the very least, the number of superpowered individuals was no fewer than two.

Wu Heng and Qi Hancai made a round through the market and then went through the factory buildings.

Qi Hancai asked, “When will we clear the roundabout?”

“In a couple of days, wait for my word!”

“Okay,” Qi Hancai nodded.

Wu Heng chatted with her for a bit longer, then returned to his quarters and then back to Gold and Silver Island.

…

Gold and Silver Island.

Wu Heng lay in bed, staring at the canopy above.

In his mind, he pondered his current situation.

Upon arriving on Gold and Silver Island, it felt like the number of enemies had skyrocketed.

Firstly, there was the matter of the Stag Merchant Group’s ship manager’s assassination, which led to his suspension from the association. To be reinstated, he had to find the real culprit or more direct evidence to prove his innocence.

Currently, there weren’t any direct leads.

The second point was the impending danger.

The enemy’s intention to remove him from the post of vice-executive definitely meant more plans were in store.

Xi Ligui had mentioned a “ronin” today who had coincidentally arrived on the island at this time.

One couldn’t help but suspect that he was after Wu Heng.

A level 16 professional with a history of assassinating a vice-executive posed a certain threat.

The last issue was the pirates’ bounty and what ‘Philippa’ had mentioned about the white envelope and the Pirate King.

These still posed a threat to him, but clearly had nothing to do with this affair.

The likelihood of the pirates planning this was basically non-existent.

“The most dangerous is still that ronin. Bold enough to kill a vice-executive and not end up on a wanted list; seems like an old-timer,” Wu Heng muttered to himself.

“Waiting for him to come to me is too passive; it’s best to draw him out and confront him face to face. I am not necessarily afraid of him.” Wu Heng mumbled.

He released the two ghosts again.

Hovering midair.

Wu Heng said, “There’s a lot of trouble lately, help me keep an extra eye out at night.”

“Ah~! Master, you really are worrying,” Xiao Xiao said.

Glenda, still smiling as usual, said, “Don’t worry, we don’t need to rest.”

“Thanks for the hard work.”

The two ghosts flew out of the building, beginning their vigil.

Wu Heng also closed his eyes to rest.

…

The next day.

After breakfast, Wu Heng, accompanied by the skeleton attendant Bloody Hand, had just stepped out the front door when he saw the iron gate next door also opening.

A lavishly decorated carriage, under the protection of numerous guards, slowly rolled out.

The carriage stopped beside him, the curtain was lifted, revealing the pale and beautiful visage of ‘Shanaela’.

Shanaela was as beautiful as ever, with exquisite and stunning features, and skin as smooth as if it were made of cream.

If the modern world hadn’t been hit by the virus outbreak.

Taking her back with him, Wu Heng was sure she would overshadow all the popular stars.

Just hosting a live stream and sitting there would surely bring in big donator rewards.

“Why are you wandering around again?” Shanaela said softly.

“I’m heading to the association; where are you off to?” Wu Heng asked.

Shanaela replied, “Some merchant group matters.”

“Oh! There are quite a few new faces on the island recently, be careful.”

Shanaela smiled, “Thank you for the reminder, Vice-executive, I’ll be cautious..”

“Sure, take care!” Wu Heng waved.

Shanaela nodded, briefly blinked quietly, and let the curtain fall back into place as the carriage slowly pulled away.

Their relationship had to remain distant in the public eye.

Wu Heng stepped out onto the street and hailed a carriage parked at the curb, climbing directly inside.

The carriage moved slowly, heading towards the central district.

…

He first visited the Association to inspect the skeleton in the office, responsible for monitoring.

There was not a shred of useful intelligence in the entire record book.

The only useful piece noted that he would leave the island with the fleet in two days, heading for the next Association outpost.

The man was planning to leave.

“Are you sure he has nothing to do with it?

Though doubtful, there had been no substantive evidence found on him thus far.

He ordered the skeleton to continue recording.

Wu Heng exited the Association and made his way to the opposite building of the Snake Badge Consortium.

…

Wu Heng donned a veil and left the Association.

Along the way, Glenda’s voice rang out beside him.

“Someone is following you, a high-level professional.”

Wu Heng quickly turned his head and saw a figure standing behind him.

A flowing robe over leather armor, a sword in one hand, and the other arm bearing tattoos of various patterns.

Ronin – Kerim.

He had followed me here.

Was he going to make a move right here on the street?

Such audacity.

But inside, Wu Heng felt a slight sense of relief—at least a frontal assault was preferable to being ambushed from behind.

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“You wanted to make your move in broad daylight? I’m only suspended, not dismissed,” Wu Heng stood his ground and fixed his gaze on the man.

The man across him unbelted his robe, withdrew a heavily tattooed arm from his sleeve, and said, “Did you know I would come for you?”

Wu Heng smiled, “Ronin ‘Kerim,’ I’m aware of you.”

Kerim narrowed his eyes, “”Were you deliberately waiting for me?”

“Not particularly.” Wu Heng continued, “We have no grudge against each other, do we? Does a rank 5 professional really need to go after a vice-executive like myself?”

Kerim tied his robe around his waist and bluntly stated, “”I’m just doing it for the money. Don’t blame me.”

As his voice fell,

Kerim turned into a blur, rushing forward rapidly.

Wu Heng’s body retreated as the [White Bone Armor] formed simultaneously.

At the same time, the skeleton attendant Bloody Hand unsheathed his Shuangdao and charged at the approaching ‘Ronin.’

Clang~!

The ear-piercing clash of metal rang out.

Their respective weapons collided, sparking in the s air.

Immediately, Kerim dodged with heightened alertness, throwing himself to the side.

Almost at the same moment.

Boom, boom, boom~!

A hail of bullets hit where he had just been, scattering sparks on the cobblestone road.

Dodging bullets?

Is that what a close-combat professional is supposed to do?

Surprised, Wu Heng quickly turned the gun towards him, firing once more in the assailant’s direction.

Kerim kept rolling, planting one hand on the ground before releasing a thick cloud of smoke around him with a whoosh.

Screams filled the street.

The crowd scattered in every direction, fleeing the area where the two were fighting.

Wu Heng kept firing into the smoke.

Then, suddenly, the whistling of slicing air came from behind, and Kerim unexpectedly appeared midair, slashing at Wu Heng’s neck with his Longsword.

A jolt of alarm shot through Wu Heng, adrenaline flooding his system.

He dove forward.

At the same time, Glenda’s figure emerged, her pointing finger targeting ‘Kerim’s’ forehead mid-air.

A moment of confusion flashed in Kerim’s eyes, and Wu Heng took the opportunity to widen the gap between them.

He rose to his feet.

One hand on the ground, he released the [Breath of Death].

Thick dark clouds enveloped the surroundings, and the negative attributes of Necromancy Magic began to pervade the area.

Kerim started to feel an itch in his throat, dizziness, and his face turned an unhealthy yellow.

Meanwhile, the earlier evaded skeleton attendant lunged forward with blades raised, aiming for his opponent.

Kerim hastily tore apart two scrolls.

The negative effects on him vanished in an instant, and looking towards Wu Heng, he said, “”Of all the vice-executives I’ve killed, you still lack something.”

As the words left his lips,

Kerim’s tattoo-covered arm braced against the ground, his lips muttering a spell.

The next second,

The tattoos began to rise.

The black patterns detached from the arm, speeding along the ground toward Wu Heng.

A host of snakes coiled around Bloody Hand’s legs, and swarms of black rats and ghosts surged towards Wu Heng.