The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 425 - 353, You Can’t Possibly Be a Mage (seeking monthly votes...)

Chapter 425: Chapter 353, You Can’t Possibly Be a Mage (seeking monthly votes…)

The black tattoo, creeping along ‘Bloody Hand’s body, clung to the bones.

The bones rattled, and movements began to stiffen, each step taken as jerky as a marionette’s.

Meanwhile, the remaining Insect Rat Ghost Faces bypassed Bloody Hand and charged straight in Wu Heng’s direction.

Seeing this, Wu Heng inwardly cursed.

He had thought they were tattoo enthusiasts.

He hadn’t expected that their whole bodies were fake.

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As various things charged at him, Wu Heng continued to back away while firing his submachine gun at the ground.

Bullets ‘pitter-pattered’ on the ground, sparks flying everywhere.

But they had no effect on the Insect Rat Ghost Faces formed from the tattoos.

Bullets are useless?

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to condense another spell.

Whooosh~!

The sound of flames burning rose.

[Fireball Spell] was hurled instantly, exploding on the ground with a bang, causing the tattoo to shatter and the spreading flames to form a sea of fire.

At the same time, Kerim had already rushed to the Skeleton ‘Bloody Hand’s’ front.

He sidestepped a slash and struck out rapidly with his longsword.

Amidst a dazzling display of sword light.

Arms holding a curved blade fell off, a forehead was pierced by a thin sword, and the next second, an entire skull was shredded to pieces.

Wu Heng’s expression grew even grimmer.

This ronin is only level 16?

How could he kill Bloody Hand so easily if he is only level 16?

Bloody Hand’s Soul Fire extinguished, his body crumbled into a pile of bones.

Tat-tat-tat~!

Kerim didn’t stop moving on, charging again in this direction.

He ran through the burst flames and the gradually taking shape bone prison.

He moved with swift agility.

Suddenly, the charging ‘Kerim’ changed his expression, stopped abruptly, just as he turned his body, a spray of blood erupted from his ribcage.

Bang~!

Afterwards, a faint sound of a gunshot followed.

The force of the bullet caused ‘Kerim’ to lean forward, just as Wu Heng turned the strange device in his hands.

With a roll on the spot, his hand against the ground, a puff of smoke billowed, obscuring his figure.

…

Far away, on the rooftop of a building.

Andre Willow was lying prone with a sniper rifle, aiming distantly ahead.

But the sudden rise of smoke obstructed her view, and for a moment she lost sight of the target.

Andre Willow reached for the headset on her head and asked, “Mini, where have you taken the skeleton to?”

Mini’s voice came through the headset, “Almost at the combat zone, I can already hear the sounds of fighting.”

“Bloody Hand is dead, the master needs support on his side, move faster,” Andre Willow urged.

“Got it, I’m on it, hurrying!”

During breakfast, Wu Heng had discussed this matter with them.

Instead of passively waiting for the enemy to search for an opportunity to find him, it was better to lure the enemy out.

Thus, they could make early arrangements to take advantage of their own strengths and kill the hidden enemies.

Only, the enemy seemed even more eager than the three had discussed, having agreed on this plan in the morning, an attack occurred by noon.

Furthermore, the location of the battle was a distance away from their residence.

Upon receiving the notice from Little Ghost, they immediately proceeded with the original plan.

Andre Willow was to provide long-distance sniper support while Mini was to bring the skeleton for assistance.

The goal was to catch all the enemies in one fell swoop.

…

In the combat zone.

In an instant where smoke filled the air.

The sound of a blade cleaving the air once again rose from behind, Wu Heng’s heart chilled as he knew the opponent had appeared behind him again, without giving it a second thought, he rolled forward.

A streak of sword light crossed where he had just been.

The stone slab on the ground had a clear cut mark on it.

Kerim landed, his toes barely touching the ground before his form leaped out again, like a leopard pouncing on its prey.

The gunshot wound on his body seemed not to have much effect on him.

“Now let’s see where you can hide!” Kerim said with a cold voice.

His thought process was clear.

The reliance of a Necromancer was on magic and necromancer attendants, without these, even the slightly lower-level warriors couldn’t defeat him.

Facing him now, there was no strength left to fight back.

In his eyes, the target was already a dead man.

The distance closed.

The longsword in his hand charged up, ready to strike directly.

Clang~!

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The next second, a deafening clang of metal resonated.

Kerim’s fierce sword strike was as if it had hit a solid rock, a massive rebounding force numbing his palm.

How could this be!

Suddenly looking up, his eyes reflected surprise and incredulity.

He saw the mage before him, holding a winged sword, firmly catching his full-force blow.

Is this a power a mage could possess?

Kerim’s face showed shock and bewilderment as he questioned in disbelief, “You’re not a mage!”

Every profession has its own rules.

Mages specialize in knowledge while warriors diligently train, a mage could not possibly possess such strength.

Wu Heng didn’t speak, instead, he unleashed his newly unlocked ability [Burst Potential].

Instantly, his body began to swell, veins bulging, skin reddening, and eyes bloodshot.

He kicked toward the opponent’s abdomen.

Next, he executed ‘Greyhawk Swordsmanship’, his swordplay swift and firm.

Assaulting the opponent with various attacks.

Intermediate swordsmanship, coupled with Greyhawk Swordsmanship.

For a moment, this made ‘Kerim’s’ face filled with horror, as he clumsily defended against the moves.

Suddenly, the coat hanging off his body stirred to life, and its two long sleeves wound around the neck like pythons.

Kerim encircled his longsword close to his body to slice off the sleeves.

At the same time, he ducked to evade the downwards slash aimed at his head.

Bang~!

Another gunshot, another shoulder bursting with blood.

Dammit!

Kerim cursed, his body instantly retreating.

His teeth gritted, he was just about to attack again.

When a voice rang out.

“Master, I’m here to save you.” From the distance, Mini shouted, stepping back twice, “Skull Crusher, take the skeletons forward.”

Clatter~!

Skull Crusher, wielding a long-handled warhammer, charged forward followed by more skeleton attendants.

Kerim gritted his teeth and, working his mouth and hands together, tore open a scroll.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

In an instant, a series of fire missiles shot out from the scroll.

Hurling towards the front.

Flames rose, thick smoke billowed.

“He’s got away!” Glenda alerted.

Wu Heng’s expression sharpened, he dodged the blockading flames and chased forward.

And a host of skeletons followed behind him.

Ahead, the recently fierce ‘Kerim’, clutching a sagging shoulder, dashed into a side alley.

His escape angle was deliberately chosen to avoid Andre Willow’s line of fire.

After crossing two streets.

Wu Heng suddenly stopped.

Up ahead was a dense crowd; the perpetrator had darted into it and disappeared from sight.

At the same time, the state from [Burst Potential] wore off, and a wave of dizziness overtook him, making him somewhat unsteady on his feet.

…

“We lost him, he must have used something. Just now there was a blur, and he vanished,” Glenda said regretfully from ahead, leading the way.

All that effort to lure the enemy out.

And to think they lost him when he was in their grasp.

Next time, luring him out won’t be so easy.

“No matter, he won’t get away.” Wu Heng took a healing elixir and a spirit potion, tilted his head back and drank them down.

At that moment, Skull Crusher, along with the skeletons, also made it over, followed by Mini.

“Master, are you all right!” Mini hurried over, looking him over.

Though the combat had seemed fierce and his strength appeared not to fall short of ‘Kerim’s’.

His close combat skills were still far behind that of his opponent’s.

All over his body, there were many injuries, although they were mostly superficial wounds.

“I’m fine!”

Mini helped him, whispering, “Master, did I arrive too late?”

“No, you were just in time! Let’s head back.”

“Oh, okay!”

They returned to the battlefield, where thick smoke was still rising, and fires blazed in a few places.

Fortunately, this area was a main thoroughfare, wide and expansive.

Otherwise, the blaze might have become uncontrollable.

Wu Heng looked around, found the cut-off sleeves and the [Bloodthirsty Twin Blades] along with the armor dropped by Bloody Hand, and stored them in his space ring.

This time, the greatest loss was the death of ‘Bloody Hand’.

A level 15 skeleton attendant.

The regret made his heart bleed!

“Mini, have the skeletons put out the fire and then collect the bullets,” Wu Heng commanded.

“Oh, okay!” Mini nodded, then directed the skeletons to action.

At this time, the guard team that had been wary of approaching.

Some members came over.

Wu Heng explained what had happened and also mentioned the guild appropriately.

The guard team didn’t say much further.

When the scene was almost cleaned up, Wu Heng had Mini lead the other skeletons home while he and Skull Crusher swiftly headed towards the guild.

…

At the guild.

Wu Heng lightly knocked on the door and entered after receiving a response.

Steward Imilo was still seated behind his desk, looking at some documents, “When you’re on duty, you’re never to be seen, but when you’re told to rest at home, you become all diligent.”

Wu Heng ignored the uncommon teasing and went straight to the point, “Steward, I was just ambushed on the road by ‘Ronin – Kerim’.”

Imilo’s expression turned serious behind the desk, and even the assistant ‘Moya’, not too far away, looked somewhat distressed.