The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 1650: 1101: The Poisoned Bait of Faith (Part 2)

Chapter 1650: Chapter 1101: The Poisoned Bait of Faith (Part 2)

After several waves washed over, the entire street suddenly fell silent, leaving only the strong sll of decay and the dull sound of collapsing buildings.

[Corpse Battlefield] released, a grey-white halo spread out, and all over the street, corpses began to rise, transforming into pale skeletons, ready for orders.

“Clear the streets, keep them open.”

The skeletons imdiately moved silently, while Wu Heng stepped into a large supermarket on the side.

The air inside reeked of decay, shelves were toppled, and the floor was a ss.

Wu Heng slowly ascended to the second floor, where a twisted, faceless ghost shrieked and lunged from the shadows!

“I was just looking for you,” Wu Heng chuckled lightly, flicking his fingers.

[White Bone Cage] rose violently, trapping the ghost firmly inside.

No matter how it screeched and ramd, it couldn’t break through the cage.

Wu Heng took out the Demon Soul Pot from the Space Ring, opened the pot’s mouth, and with necromantic power, drew the ghost inside.

He waved away the White Bone Cage and strode out of the supermarket.

Next, he called the base to have them co and clear the materials, then mounted his motorcycle, leading the Skeleton Army away from there.

…

Back at the base at the foot of the volcano, the others were busy cultivating.

Wu Heng also continued to cultivate his Creation Scripture, trying to make up for the wasted ti during the day.

He didn’t return to his place until dusk.

After dinner, they gathered in the living room area, where a long wooden table had been moved to the center to prepare for a board ga.

Lilith asked, “How is it? Did you get the ghost you ntioned?”

Wu Heng casually took out the Demon Soul Pot and said, “Here it is! Just not sure if it’s like we guessed.”

“Give it a try! There’s nothing to lose anyway,” Lilith said.

Wu Heng nodded.

Philippa handed the parrot on her shoulder the remaining apple core and then said, “Let’s be the four of us! Maybe it’s a hidden storyline from before!”

But Lilith shook her head, “In so storylines, the character’s level is very important. If it really involves Divine Spirits, the storyline might be challenging, and if the attributes don’t et the requirents, pulling out halfway would result in a big loss.”

“Get the Hero up there?” Wu Heng suggested.

Lilith nodded, “Anyway, we can watch the storyline unfold nearby; Viola, Ailuria, Silvien, and I will play the ga together, and you shouldn’t participate. If there’s a mishap in the storyline, you can revive us.”

This was to prevent any unexpected incidents inside.

If, at that ti, the ga players died, Wu Heng could also use the Revival Technique to save them.

“Alright!” Wu Heng continued, “Then how should we give the ghost in the Demon Soul Pot to him?”

“Let’s try putting it on the table and see if it can absorb it on its own,” Lilith suggested, sounding unsure.

Once the decision was made, a few people began to sit around the wooden table.

Viola brought out the ga board.

[Jigai’s Ga Board (Special Item)]

[Effect: Forces 2~5 people to participate in the ga.]

[Side Effect: Bear the consequences of the ga.]

In the ga, there were 2 to 5 people, so four wasn’t really a problem.

“Let’s start!” Lilith said.

Viola directly tossed the dice, making a spinning clatter.

A semi-transparent ghost host floated out, expressionless, “Please confirm the number of players.”

Viola’s gaze swept over the four of them, and the ghost imdiately responded, “Four people!”

Lilith then spoke, “As per your request yesterday, we’ve prepared a gift with sincerity, see if you like it?”

Saying this, Wu Heng opened the Demon Soul Pot, and a fierce ghost roared as it flew out.

Just as it was about to attack the others present, in the next second it was directly pinned to the fifth chair, becoming a character in the ga.

The Soul host looked at the four humans with one ghost, saying: [Welco to the Destiny Chessboard: Faith’s Bait, the ga begins, the Destiny Dice starts rolling.]

As the voice fell, the dice on the table began to roll.

Two to three seconds later, the dice stopped, the point settled at three.

On the board, five small figures resembling the four humans and one ghost moved forward three squares.

[Ahead is a dense dark forest, the air thick like syrup. Trees twisted and bizarre, with foliage in a sickly purple-black hue, and the ground covered by a slick fungus mat, with the adventurers’ boots making a slushy muffled sound when stepping on it.]

[Suddenly, the low-intelligence necromancy roar wakes the entire forest, black branches clawing like monstrous arms!]

Robey laughed, “Look, the ghost is starting to get taunted.”

[Adventurers, you face an attack from a rotten tree demon.]

[Strength 31, Damage Immunity.]

On the board, the miniatures of several people engaged in a battle with the strange trees.

“This ti it’s stranger, fighting the trunk!” Philippa said.

“The introduction makes this forest sound unnatural, very peculiar!” Mini added.

“It might really be related to the Plague God.”

While they talked, the battle on the board had concluded.

Poosh~!

The fierce, struggling ghost, bound by ga rules to the chair, suddenly shattered, turning into wisps of smoke that rged into the body of the Soul host.

Outside, the chatting group suddenly quieted down.

They stared wide-eyed at this scene.

This ghost suddenly shattered.

It ant the ghost hadn’t t the Strength requirent and was killed by the ga’s rules.

And, once killed, it seed like the Soul was absorbed by the host before them.

“Yesterday, we didn’t et the attribute requirents either, and nothing happened!” Annette asked.

Philippa stroked her chin, wearing a thoughtful expression, and said, “Yesterday, the end remarks were different. The end remarks always said the Wood Elf luckily survived with the baggage, implying we were okay. Now this one was directly killed.”