Shocking! Necromancer
Chapter Thirty-Five
Before he could even take a couple of bites of his meal, Mu Zhong's phone rang again.
He picked it up, glanced at it, and then turned it off.
Two seconds later, the phone rang again, and he hung up again.
The third time, I didn't even look at it and just clicked away.
Wei Huan looked at him, "Who?"
"Commander Mu."
"?"
The fourth call came again, relentlessly, and Mu Zhong finally answered.
Mu Zhong answered the phone and said, "We need to book tickets and leave immediately."
"There are a lot of people outside, be careful." Mu Dehao's voice came through muffledly, but then, as if remembering something, he raised his voice and said, "Let Wei Huan answer the phone first!"
Wei Huan looked at the phone in front of him, unusually hesitant.
At this moment, Mu Dehao called, his purpose being self-evident.
These coveted supplies were not his alone; his success was due to his excellent teamwork with Mu Zhong.
Mu Dehao was, after all, Mu Zhong's father.
Wei Huan answered the phone, thought for a moment, and said, "Hello, Commander Mu, this is Wei Huan."
Mu Dehao said in an extremely dejected tone, "Can you please not go to the Southwest? Is there something wrong with me? Is my name bad or am I not good-looking? I can change my name if our birth charts don't match."
Wei Huan: "???"
Mu Zhong's face flushed red, and his voice rose, drowning out the voice on the phone: "Commander Mu, that's enough! We've already discussed it; we're going to the Southwest, not joining the Northeast Army. Don't you understand?"
“But…” Mu Dehao felt extremely wronged and wanted to explain.
Just then, the window rattled loudly!
A figure rushed in!
Someone actually slid down from the rooftop and smashed the living room window behind them.
But Wei Huan was faster than him.
The person who had just slid in after kicking through the glass was hit by Wei Huan's kick before even landing.
Where did it come from, and where did it fly out from?
"Aaaaaahh ...
A series of heart-wrenching screams faded into the distance.
Then two more members of the same group rappelled in.
They were all sent flying by Wei Huan's punches, just like punching a sandbag.
"Aaaaaahh ...
Now, it was completely quiet.
When someone else rappelled down, they also stopped abruptly.
A height of seven stories might not be enough to kill a challenger, but losing an arm or a leg is inevitable.
Wei Huan stood by the broken window, the wind blowing the hair on his forehead, the ground beneath his feet shattered glass, and specks of blood splattered on the ground.
Like a demon, his fierce gaze swept over the restless challengers outside the window.
Behind him, Mu Zhong's mouth was agape, completely forgetting that he was on the phone.
With those skills, who would believe he's a summoner?
The ruthless and decisive way he beat people up was something only the captain had when Mu Zhong was interning in the Dragon Group.
Even he, who had witnessed it firsthand, began to doubt whether Wei Huan was actually engaged in close combat.
Suddenly, Wei Huan turned around.
Mu Zhong was caught off guard and shut his mouth in embarrassment.
Then he realized that Wei Huan wasn't looking at him, but at the door behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist that Mu Zhong both loved and hated, the ghost crow transformed into, surged out from Wei Huan's chest, turning into a thick fog like a giant dragon, and roared towards the gate.
The matter of the blue planet could not stop the spirit, and the black mist passed directly through the gate.
"Gulp!"
"Clang!"
There were a series of sounds, followed by complete silence.
Wei Huan glanced at the breakfast he was eating halfway through.
A bowl of fried noodles was sprinkled with a layer of glass and dust as a condiment.
With a cold face, he said, "Commander Mu, you've heard the situation. I won't say any more. Send Mu Zhong a list. The most urgent thing is the materials for upgrading to Tier 5 vehicles. I have some that I can trade with you for equivalent value using materials from a lower tier."
"A deal!?" Mu Dehao's voice rose. "I'm not talking about a deal with you, I..."
Wei Huan, radiating a murderous aura, realized he had misunderstood: "Otherwise what?" A free gift?
Mu Dehao: "I won't harm you if you marry Mu Zhong. The allocation of resources involves the interests of all parties. With me by your side, I can at least help you make decisions."
Wei Huan didn't mince words: "I've decided to join the Southwest Legion. They face the highest pressure from the Dark Beast Leader there, so these resources must be used wisely."
"Where isn't there pressure?! Is the pressure in the Northeast any less? Is the entire Great Xia just relying on Old Man Dong to hold things up? Do you think the other legions are just useless?" Mu Dehao's voice was tinged with grievance as he spoke again. "Do you know what the situation is like right now? Do you think you can save the world with just enthusiasm? Do you think you're invincible after succeeding in the initial challenge? Do you know that you're surrounded by enemies? The squad led by Third Tier is all over the neighborhood. Don't delay, get back to the car right now and wait for me to arrange for people..."
Before Wei Huan could speak, Mu Zhong hung up the phone first.
Wei Huan glanced at Mu Zhong inquisitively, but Mu Zhong pursed his lips, clearly not wanting to explain.
"Which way?" Mu Zhong changed the subject, glancing around the messy room. "Or should we go back to the car?"
Wei Huan shook his head: "Last night, the Dark Beast leader successfully upgraded his territory to level five. I must meet with Commander Dong. We can't fall behind for too long."
"But now, we probably won't even be able to get to the airport."
Wei Huan looked out the window, which had quieted down.
The chirping of insects and birds disappeared, and even the wind stopped.
The tense atmosphere was about to erupt.
He knew very well that on the wall outside the window, a group of people, and many more, were hanging, ready to pounce.
A cold glint gradually appeared in Wei Huan's eyes. "Greed is human nature, and seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is instinct."
Mu Zhong thought for a moment and smiled: "So if you can't be a good person who is respected, then be a bad person who is feared by everyone. When fear reaches its extreme, all that's left is respect."
As the two finished exchanging riddles, the skeleton of a raging bear emerged from behind Wei Huan.
Its enormous body instantly filled the room, its eyes surging with raging green flames, and its shoulders easily crushed the shoe rack in the entryway.
Then it raised its body, only raising its two paws, and slammed them against the door.
The security door collapsed with a thud, and it peeked out with a clattering sound.
"What's this?"
"A skeleton?"
"That's the skull of a raging bear!"
"How could a two-star dark beast be on Blue Star?"
From outside the corridor came panicked screams.
"Stop it! There's only one!"
"Is this Wei Huan's profession?"
"Wasn't Wei Huan a real soldier?"
"Hey, isn't he a thief?"
"Stop arguing, quickly deal with this bear skeleton!!"
The sounds of battle rang out, and the fragile buildings on Earth were unable to withstand the intensity of the challengers' fighting; the buildings were trembling.
Fortunately, the skeleton's strength was only about half of what it was when it was alive, and the ones sent to capture Wei Huan were at least second-tier challengers.
Soon, the carcass of this terrifying and monstrous bear, which seemed to be tainted with mental pollution, was dismantled into fragments of bones.
But……
The panting challengers, before they could even catch their breath, saw wolf skeletons continuously emerging from the open door and crowding the corridor.
Above them, the familiar thick fog reappeared, emitting a noisy and piercing "quack quack quack".
Occasionally, a few hidden cats would appear, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden among the wolf skeletons.
Even though a single undead is easy to deal with, a sufficient number of them can cause a qualitative change.
At this moment, the challengers, who were blocked at the end of the corridor, felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
The outcome is already decided.
Wei Huan shifted his attention from the doorway to the window.
At this moment, the ghost crow had already traversed back and forth countless times inside the bodies of the challengers hanging on the wall.
The five skeletons of the Hidden Cats clung to the outer wall with their claws, then with a gentle snip of their claws, they severed the ropes and sent the creatures underground.
The hidden cat ran vertically along the wall as if it were flat ground, scratching the wall plaster until it quickly rushed up to the rooftop.
A group of people were surrounded on the rooftop, with ropes around their waists. They were the ones who had sent people to kick down Mu Chong's window.
Seven or eight people were forced to huddle together. Faced with the approaching skeletons and the terrifying facehuggers, they could no longer care about any rules and frantically used their professional skills to fight.
For a time, the sounds of real soldiers' combat skills and the firing of wooden guns echoed continuously.
The lightning-elemental spirit summoned a purple lightning bolt from the sky, tearing the facehugger to pieces in one strike.
The thief, wielding a dagger, moved nimbly among the undead creatures, quickly finding the trick to remove the bones from the skeleton.
At this moment, a white light radiating a holy aura appeared and landed on the skeleton of a hidden cat, instantly turning it into ashes.
This team even has a rare and precious Prayer, a healing class with almost no combat ability, which is perfect for suppressing the dark beasts and undead from the underworld and easily purifying them.
In an instant, the more than twenty undead creatures that had climbed onto the rooftop were all wiped out by their coordinated efforts.
The person who prayed was praised by everyone.
Some people said, "Is it a necromancer? No wonder they were able to get the platinum chest with that legendary class. But their level is too low, they're no match for us."
But before those arrogant words could even finish, a rustling sound, enough to make one's hair stand on end, rang out again from all directions.
More facehuggers and cloaked cats, along with the thick, dark clouds, poked their menacing heads out from behind the outer wall.
Among them were even cave beast warriors, giant spider figures.
Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang," the rooftop door was slammed open.
The skeletons of wolves, their eyes blazing with green flames, emerged together, guarding the skeleton of a raging bear.
This time, the number reached 40 as soon as it appeared, double the previous number.
All the professions here have already depleted more than half of their spiritual energy.
Moreover, the undead army continues to push upwards without ceasing.
The soldier, who had just been smiling, suddenly looked distressed and swallowed hard.
Looking at the countless dead, he said, "Is this Wei Huan a monster?"
Fear, little by little, seeped into people's hearts amidst the growing disparity in strength.
Moreover, even without experiencing it firsthand, just watching it can be quite mentally polluting.
Those hiding in other buildings, seeing the dense white bones climbing the outer walls, felt goosebumps all over their bodies and began to have second thoughts.
After all, they are just employees who have signed contracts with the boss to earn a living. It's fine for them to bully others and act as lackeys, but once they encounter someone tough, they lose their guts.
It was only at this moment that someone remembered the text message sent by the Challenger app last night.
A challenger who slaughtered the entire region must be incredibly strong, and his personality is probably not easy to control either.
Such a challenger has never appeared in history. How could someone who doesn't even dare to take on these random challenges possibly be a match for them?
"Walk!"
Immediately, some clever people led their men to evacuate.
Some people wanted to watch the excitement, but were afraid of getting involved in the battle, so they led their people away to observe.
Only those who dared to approach the building where Wei Huan was hiding, or even tried to forcibly take him away, were drawn into the endless war of the undead army.
There are too many.
There are too many.
When they come to carry out a mission, a small team of seven or eight people is already the limit.
Without a car and lacking fourth-tier challengers, they were completely put on the defensive.
Especially those magic-based classes, although they can wipe out a group with one shot, their spiritual energy consumption is also high. After a short while of fighting, they are completely out of combat power and have to be protected by melee fighters, becoming a "burden".
But close combat isn't easy either.
The endless war, the attacks from all sides, the opponents who felt no pain, were fearless of death, and even... the black mist carrying a thick spiritual pollution made their hands, which were holding weapons, grow heavier and heavier.
A third-tier thief, the leader of the group in the corridor, had recently been kicked unconscious by Wei Huan.
She killed the most, her feet piled high with white bones, but gradually her movements slowed down.
Finally, in a moment of distraction, he tripped over a piece of white bone and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Immediately afterwards, countless facehuggers swarmed towards her, piling up on her body to form a mountain of bones. Black mist enveloped her, pouring into her nose and eyes, causing hallucinations to erupt instantly, and she was completely unable to get up.
The team leader's fall was the final straw that broke the camel's back.
The fighting in the corridor was quickly brought to a complete end.
Immediately afterwards, those who dared to make a move were carried away by the undead and thrown out of the building like trash.
When the spirits came downstairs, they happened to encounter elderly people who were fleeing for refuge. Their ferocious appearance and huge bodies terrified the elderly woman so much that she almost fainted.
The old man was so eager to protect the old woman that he dared to kick a passing wolf, even though he wasn't a challenger.
But the wolf showed no intention of attacking them. It simply let the kick go, swayed a couple of times, and went back downstairs.
The old man stared thoughtfully at the wolf until it disappeared, then helped the old woman up and said, "That must be the challenger's professional ability. Let's go back inside and wait. There's no danger now, and maybe the compensation will arrive soon."
The middle-aged woman, feeling dizzy, said, "Huh? Uh... what kind of job is this? It's kind of scary."
The old man said confidently, "A necromancer? I know, I was young once too, I've read novels."
The people of Blue Star have extremely high trust in the challengers.
They may not know how dire the situation is for the current challengers and lords on the battlefield.
But they must know that their current peaceful life is all thanks to the challengers.
Among the challengers, there may be factions, official and private, and different countries are constantly fighting openly and covertly for resources.
But one thing is certain: every challenger will face the Dark Beast Lord, whom the common people dare not confront.
This alone is enough to make the public admire the challenger and be more tolerant of him.
Many people realized that this was the challenger's excitement after the battle, and he even couldn't help but film the video and post it on the forum.
[A challenger battle broke out in my neighborhood! Wow, that's awesome!]
[Hey expert, humbly asking, what kind of job is this?]
[My doorstep instantly turned into a graveyard; I've never seen a dark beast before, a limited edition skeleton!]
Is this a necromancer? Is this a necromancer? Is this a necromancer?
As photos and videos were uploaded to the forum, the whole world went wild.
A new class is out!! A truly legendary class!! The necromancer, hehehe... a one-man army, hehehe...
[I just watched the video, and the sheer number of undead crawling out of that window was absolutely terrifying. What level of archmage is that? That's incredible! Is it a bit overpowered at this stage?]
"I need this necromancer's information now, immediately!"
Am I the only one who thinks this is inappropriate? He's summoning dark beasts, which is probably the first time dark beasts have appeared on Earth, right? Won't this cause some negative consequences?
[If you don't understand, why ask? Is it better to manipulate the skeletons of humans? Of course, you should manipulate the skeletons of your enemies; don't let them go even when they're dead, exploit them even after they're gone.]
Doesn't anyone question that such unbridled use of professional skills in residential areas is illegal? Once this loophole appears, how will ordinary people protect themselves?
In an instant, some people envied the new profession of necromancer, some were afraid of necromancers, and some directly questioned the incident itself, saying that they had already called the police.
But in any case, in a short period of time, people all over the world knew that a powerful new Challenger profession had been born!
A terrifying necromancer.
The Grand Elder of Osham, his face contorted with jealousy, exclaimed, "In Great Xia? Again, Great Xia? Why are all the good things in Great Xia?"
...
The Grand Elder of the Fence Kingdom instructed his secretary: "Contact the Great Xia and demand that they release the information on this necromancer."
...
The Grand Elder of Tula was restless. He said to the person next to him, "In your opinion, could this necromancer be the same person as the Great Xia man who got the platinum treasure chest?"
...
at the same time.
Mudehao was also in his office, where he met with his intelligence minister once again.
The intelligence chief handed over a more detailed video.
In the scene, the broken window is constantly pouring out the remains of the dead, and occasionally Wei Huan's figure can be seen.
And there was also the figure of Wei Huan's son beside him.
When Mu Dehao saw his son again, he also saw the empty legs. A strong sense of heartache welled up in his eyes, and tears instantly streamed down his face.
"My poor child~"
The intelligence chief saw this and quickly shrank his shoulders and lowered his head in fright. A smart subordinate should never see his superior lose his composure; he still wanted to climb the ranks before retiring.
But soon, Mu Dehao's tearful face broke into a smile after the undead army tossed those private faction squads out of the building like trash.
"Good, good, well done!"
There were a total of 37 people.
There were many Tier 3 professionals among them, as well as well-equipped squads, but they were no match for Wei Huan.
He managed to defeat so many opponents all by himself.
The intelligence minister seized the opportunity and hurriedly stepped forward: "Wei Huan's current strength assessment has reached level four."
“Level four is impossible; it’s impossible to reach it in half a month,” Mu Dehao shook his head.
“Yes, the fastest historical record for going from Tier 1 to Tier 2 is nine days. There are no tricks to it, but his strength has indeed exceeded Tier 3 and reached Tier 4.” The intelligence minister thought for a moment and said, “Either this profession is extremely powerful, or… the Platinum and Gold Treasure Chests gave him a huge boost, enabling him to cross two major realms in succession.”
Upon hearing the end, Mu Dehao's eyes instantly turned red with anger.
"Are you blind? This is only first-tier strength!! I bet the three cigarettes I hid that there's absolutely no way this could be second-tier!!"
The intelligence chief looked at his "blind boss," and even he, in his dazed state, understood what his boss meant: he was... protecting the two children.
Although he didn't know why he refused to recruit anyone back, his eyes clearly showed pride.
So where did things go wrong? They clearly love their son dearly, and they're heartbroken over his broken leg, yet they don't keep him by their side. What are they thinking?
The intelligence chief suggested, "How about I go and bring them back?"
Mu Dehao was somewhat tempted, but ultimately shook his head. "The people I arranged to escort them are almost here. Even if you go, you won't make it in time. Forget it."
"If you agree, I can bring the person back to you even if we chase them all the way to the southwest."
"Forced relationships are never sweet." Mu Dehao clutched his heart.
"It's so hard to live under someone else's roof." Her eyes welled up with tears again.
Seeing his superior on the verge of tears again, the intelligence chief dared not say anything more. He hurriedly left before remembering that Professor Zhou had said he was on his way, probably because he was worried about the two children.
But looking back at the already closed office door, I really didn't want to go in.
If you see something you shouldn't see, you'll get a sty.
...
Wei Huan's intimidation had an effect.
When the last challenger was also thrown out of the building by the undead, all hostility vanished.
They didn't even dare to approach and make amends; they were filled with deep fear.
The ghosts surrounding the building created a strong sense of oppression and further proved that Wei Huan had the ability to take the initiative.
The treasure chest in his hand was earned through his own strength!
After the war ended, the undead appeared and then quickly disappeared.
This time, however, no one dared to approach the house casually.
Only the residents of the community, the ordinary people, gathered downstairs to watch the spectacle.
Some people even held up their phones and stood on tiptoe to film the room where Wei Huan was.
Unlike some capitalist countries, the challengers of Great Xia have a good relationship with the people. The challengers continue the concept of "the people's own army". Even if they fight each other fiercely, they will never act arrogantly in front of the people.
Less than three minutes later, three cars with sirens flashing arrived downstairs.
"The city guard team has arrived."
"Make way, everyone!"
"Oh ho, are they here to capture that necromancer?"
"That goes without saying!"
"Why not arrest these people? I find those skeletons rather cute."
Using professional skills on Earth is illegal, and given the scale of the incident, the authorities must intervene.
The group that got out of the escort vehicle were all challengers, including two guards whose presence alone set them apart.
The two men got out of the car and took a few steps. Their uniforms were enveloped in a metallic liquid that quickly formed a protective steel membrane around their bodies.
Just like "Iron Man".
The fourth sequence of the [Farmer Sequence], "King of Soldiers," not only allows the user to transform into the three individual weapons they have recently acquired, but also grants them an Iron Man suit that comprehensively enhances their overall attributes by 2 to 5 times.
At this stage, their strength has completely transcended the realm of humanity; destroying a building with a single punch is no problem for them.
The arriving personnel quickly cleared the scene, isolated the crowd, and apprehended the suspect.
"Warning: You have been arrested for illegally using your professional abilities on Earth!"
"All resistance is considered resisting arrest, hands up!!"
The group of suspects surrounding the center did not react; they had all lost consciousness.
After delivering his routine address, the tall, thin soldier waved his hand and ordered, "Arrest them all!"
As he passed by, thinking no one had seen him, he secretly kicked an unconscious person while muttering something about "Mu Zhong".
Only then did he feel relieved and leave.
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