The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 1155 - 1155 885 You Are a Fox Demon

Chapter 1155: Chapter 885, You Are a Fox Demon Chapter 1155: Chapter 885, You Are a Fox Demon A dwarf’s body was dragged over.

Dressed as a sailor, he had several tools similar to chisels hanging by his side.

The middle-aged steward furrowed his brows slightly, “Where was this discovered?”

Entering the deep fog, the sea was littered with the remnants of broken ships, but no corpse was seen.

The so information they had was preserved thanks to the inscriptions the rcenary Group had left on their flags.

After boarding the ship, they surprisingly discovered a body.

“Found in the outer deck’s cavity, seems like he fell in, then got killed by a puppet,” a mber of the association answered.

The steward continued to inquire, “Is everything that was on him here?”

“Everything’s here, and anything nearby that could be found has also been brought over,” the mber responded directly.

The steward turned back to Wu Heng and said, “Everyone is very disciplined in matters like this.”

This was an explanation to himself that his subordinates wouldn’t hide anything.

Wu Heng nodded, his gaze also scrutinizing the dwarf’s body carefully.

The wounds on the body had severely decayed due to soakage, indicating he had been dead for so ti.

After a brief glance, he directly cast “Communicate with the Dead.”

The dwarf’s body abruptly sat up, startling the others, who drew their swords and retreated, faces full of vigilance.

Wu Heng directly asked, “How did you end up here?”

The corpse vomited a mouthful of seawater, then replied, “Ca to explore this ancient tomb.”

Wu Heng’s eyebrows raised as he looked at the steward, who said, “Doesn’t seem like a person from the rcenary Group.”

Wu Heng then asked, “Tell everything you know about this ship.”

After pausing for two or three seconds, the body replied, “Ron received a ssage that there was such an ancient tomb below the sea, and we explored this place using a water clock. I didn’t make it out during the evacuation.”

Tomb robbers!

The term flashed across everyone’s minds in an instant.

aning, these Tomb Robbers had triggered sothing about this ship, causing it to reappear on the surface of the sea.

The third question followed, “What did you find here?”

The corpse continued, “We salvaged many burial goods, but we don’t know what specifically they were.”

The Stone Coffin was opened, as well as other cabins, and things of value or that looked valuable had all been taken by these people.

The world’s Tomb Robbers were completely different from those in the modern world.

Archaeology and collecting were not mainstream, so burial goods from ancient tis did not hold such high value; the most valuable were the Special Items found within the tombs.

To ordinary people, even the worst Special Item could be a reward corresponding to a third-level rit.

Selling for a few hundred silver wasn’t a problem.

Wu Heng glanced at the steward beside him, inquiring if he had any questions to ask.

The steward said, “Ask where the rest of them might go so we can try to find them!”

Wu Heng asked, “Where would your companions head to after leaving here?”

After so contemplation, the corpse answered, “They would likely follow the clues to the next tomb.”

Another tomb?

It was ti for the last question.

After pondering for a mont, he asked gravely, “Tell everything you know about the last tomb.”

The body replied, “The last tomb is the burial site of a Princess, who was previously much favored by the King. There must be plenty of burial goods there.”

With the five questions answered, the body reclined back into its forr position.

The others had co here, presumably because they had found clues about the Princess’s tomb.

The corpse didn’t ntion the location of the second tomb, probably because he didn’t know the specific place.

“These damned guys, they have caused the deaths of so many people.”

“We must catch them.”

The mbers cursed under their breaths.

“Island Lord Wu Heng, if you don’t need the corpse, I’ll take it first to see if I can find any clues about this Tomb Robber group,” the steward interjected.

Wu Heng replied, “Take it away; it’s of no use to anymore.”

“Alright! Roll it up.”

The body was wrapped up, and the steward directly placed it into his Space Ring.

After confirming there was nothing else in the room to investigate, Wu Heng said, “Let’s go out and see how to deal with the fog.”

“Alright!”

The few people walked out of the cabin and made their way back to the deck.

Those waiting outside imdiately ca forward to inquire about the situation inside.

Wu Heng, however, walked towards the front of the ship.

If the ship itself wasn’t a Special Item, then it must be the sinister figurehead hanging at the front of the ship.

The closer he got to the figurehead, the thicker the fog beca.

One could even see the black particles floating around the “Dancing Light Skill.”

Approaching the figurehead, he looked at the monstrous figurehead spewing smoke.

[Malicious Miasma Figurehead (Special Item)]

[Effect: Spews miasma.]

[Side Effects: Erodes living beings.]

(Description: Hung at the bow, spewing miasma full of negative energy, covering the area where it’s located.)

As expected, the Special Item was here.

aning, only this monster-shaped figurehead was the artifact that created the miasma.

Wu Heng walked over, envisioned a lifting device with “Mansion Skill,” and detached the figurehead, placing it into the Space Ring.

As the fierce monster figurehead was removed, the fog gradually started to dissipate.

Crack~!

The sound of breaking grew incessantly louder.

The ghost ship underfoot started to emit ear-piercing splitting sounds.

“Island Lord Wu Heng, it looks like this ship won’t last much longer; we should retreat,” the local steward ran over to say.

And the rest of the crew had already returned to the association’s ship along the ropes.

“Let’s go back,” Wu Heng said.

As everyone left, the entire ghost ship finally broke apart.

Sinking to the seabed.

Only so of the moss-covered debris remained afloat on the surface of the sea.

“Let’s leave, the fog is dispersing; we should head back too,” Wu Heng said, looking at the sea.

The steward nodded and shouted back, “We’re heading back!”