Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

The head turned its dry eyeballs, glanced at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "How could you fail?"

Viola immediately said: "Bishop, I tried my best to hold back 'Imiro'. Even though I almost killed him, I didn't let him leave. It was those pirates who failed to live up to their expectations and did not attack the island."

"Hmph!" Head snorted coldly, "Are you going to blame the dead man?"

"This is the fact. I have no intention of making excuses for myself." Viola said again.

The head continued: "Who is that person with black hair and black eyes?"

Viola frowned, "You mean that association's deputy deacon? He has just been transferred to Treasure Island."

The head said: "Necromancer?"

"Well, Necromancer, but Yimiluo thinks highly of him. I heard that he is allowed to transform the corpses of pirates captured on the island." Viola said something, and then asked slightly, "You mean, because he The pirates didn’t succeed?”

"He killed Occam."

"No, it can't be. I heard that the association developed a new type of magic instrument to prevent pirates from landing on the island." Viola emphasized.

"I saw it with my own eyes." The head said again: "You don't have to come back yet. Another guardian has already rushed to your side. Kill that kid before he gets his new appointment."

"This..., my injury..."

Viola still wanted to speak, but the eyes of the head were already closed.

Transformed back into a dead corpse.

Viola carefully put the head back, called the staff to store it again, and replaced the ticket.

Wait until the head is taken out.

Viola cursed angrily: "You idiot, you want to kill me. When I get a chance, I will drag you to hell together."

…

The next day, Wu Heng rode a bicycle and carried Anderweil to the association.

Just arrived at the door.

He saw an old mage who looked like 'Gandalf' coming back from outside.

According to Imiro, these members who support Treasure Island will stay for a while.

After ensuring that there is no danger, we will leave here by boat one after another.

Wu Heng didn't care how long he stayed.

The association provides accommodation, which was rarely seen in the past.

"Deputy Wu Heng." The old mage greeted with a smile.

"Master Dean." Wu Heng also smiled.

Wu Heng really didn't remember the other party's name.

She didn't remember the last time she asked about 'Xila Gui', so she simply called the dean directly, which was also an honorific title.

The old mage was followed by his attendants, and Wu Heng brought the skeleton attendants and Anderweil.

Walking toward the inside together.

The old mage suddenly spoke, "I heard that within a year of becoming a professional, the deputy deacon was promoted to deputy deacon one after another. He is a rare genius among the human race."

Wu Heng glanced at him.

I'm quite old, so I don't think I need a younger body.

Keep smiling and answer, "It's just some records, not necessarily all true."

The old mage nodded, seemingly approving the answer.

"This battle on Treasure Island uses new magic props, which are very powerful. Did you develop them?"

Wu Heng shook his head again, "I know nothing about etching runes. They are all tools from my hometown. I brought some with me when I went out. I took them out to save my life."

The old mage didn't ask any more questions about these matters.

He said again: "Deacon, are you interested in joining the Magic Research Society? It is a personal organization established by a group of old guys. We are not subject to external forces. We only occasionally discuss some magic knowledge or share some experiences."

Magic Research Society?

An organization established by the mage himself.

In fact, there are many organizations around the world.

Some local craftsmen groups, workers groups, or bards and writers have their own circles.

But the research conference mentioned by this dean is definitely of higher quality.

If you join in, you might be able to get some magic for free.

However, Wu Heng knew how much real ability he had, and he couldn't say anything if he was really asked to express any opinions.

Facing a group of mages whose attributes mainly develop intelligence, they may have exposed themselves.

"I have little talent and am still in the exploratory stage of magic. When I have certain insights and achievements in the future, I can trouble the dean to recommend me to join the research association." Wu Heng said politely.

"Haha!" The old mage smiled and was very impressed by this sentence. "You are indeed a little younger. When you reach level 15, write to me at any time and I will let you join the research association."

"Thank you, Dean."

The two said a few words briefly.

Separate in the lobby.

Wu Heng went to his office and study, and the old mage led people back to the dormitory.

…

Return to the study.

Wu Heng sat at his desk and drank tea.

Recently, the association has been doing a lot of work, counting the wounded and calculating losses.

After the staff counted it, Anderweier needed to review it again and then stamp it for confirmation.

Dong dong dong~!

There was a knock on the door, and Sheila Gui walked in.

He nodded to 'Anderweil', looked at Wu Heng and asked, "The deacon assigned us a task. You lead the team to patrol over Beacon Street."

"And you?"

Silla rolled her eyes at him, "Of course I also have a mission. I lead a team to patrol the central area and the residential area."

"There should be no danger on the island, right?" Wu Heng asked, actually not wanting to move.

Xilagui said: "I feel that the deacon arranged patrols to make the island residents and caravans feel more at ease. The garbage in the harbor has not been cleaned up yet, and there is not much record of enemies coming up."

"That's right." Wu Heng agreed, and then asked, "Occam, a level 18 professional, was pardoned before, and there is no wanted order for him. Can it be counted as a merit for us?"

The association's merits have always been based on wanted orders.

If it is not on the wanted order, then even if it has done something bad, it will be arrested by the local guards.

Occam has just been pardoned by the association, and the kingdoms in various places have also recognized his identity.

Wu Heng is not sure whether this is a merit.

Xilagui thought for a moment, "I have never encountered this before. But I feel that I will definitely be punished. To destroy the entire association and kidnap so many merchant groups, it must be taken seriously."

"I think so too. It would be wrong not to punish me."

"The pirates you killed are enough for you to exchange for merit." Xilagui smiled, stood up and walked out, "Let's go, we will talk after the patrol, let's do business first."

Wu Heng nodded and followed him out.

Called two teams to patrol along Lighthouse Street together.

The security of Lighthouse Street is much better than before.

After all, the association was killing like crazy a few days ago, and the city was full of skeletons. No one would cause any trouble at this time.

All the way down, nothing happened.

Only at the port, a few people had a dispute because of the salvaged spoils.

Seeing Wu Heng and his men walking over from a distance.

The few people immediately separated and went to do their own things.

Wu Heng led the team around the city.

It was almost noon, so everyone went back to eat.

Wu Heng went to the Nautilus Tavern.

…

Wu Heng entered the tavern.

He went straight upstairs.

The guests at the two tables didn't pay much attention to the people who came in. They ate and drank by themselves and talked about the previous battle.

Wu Heng waited in the room for a while.

Millicent walked in, "My lord!"

"Is everything okay after you come back?"

"No problem, everything is normal." Millicent said.

Wu Heng poured himself a cup of tea and then said, "I'm patrolling nearby, and I'll come to your place to solve lunch."

"I'll have someone prepare it for you right away." Millicent said, and immediately left the room.

Less than two minutes later.

The door creaked and opened a gap.

Philippa looked in, "I knew it was you."

After that, she walked in directly.

Unlike the crazy girl before, she wore a beige waisted tube dress today, with two braids on her head.

"Does this look good on me? My mother made it for me." Philippa stood in the middle and turned around.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice."

"Hehe!" Philippa smiled, walked over and sat on his lap generously, saying: "Now that most of the pirates have been killed, what should I do in the future? Let's make it clear, I won't follow her to open this tavern, it's boring to death."