The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 1663 - 1106: Divine Authority

"So it was you... Heddi."

Wu Heng rembered this person. During the maid rescue program on Gold and Silver Island, she was one of the participants, having perford in stage plays and sung beautifully.

Unexpectedly, because of the island’s ties with The Holy Court, she got involved.

Wu Heng began to examine the divine authority he controlled: creation, death, magic.

Surely, there should be sothing he could do to help her.

"It seems my humanity hasn’t been devoured by divinity after all," Wu Heng whispered.

However, just as he intended to do sothing, the faith anchor representing Heddi rapidly dimd and wavered towards dissolution.

The fire of life in the bridge hole was burning to its end amid pain and cold, and his connection to it was about to sever completely.

Wu Heng’s brows furrowed deeply, his body leaned slightly forward on the Divine Throne.

"Dying right in front of ... isn’t that too disrespectful?" As the words fell, divine power transford into an invisible warm current, descending forcefully along the soon-to-disappear delicate connection!

...

Deep within the cold bridge hole.

"Ugh~ argh!"

A violent, heart-wrenching cough suddenly burst from the girl’s throat!

The previously unfocused pupils sharply focused, she greedily inhaled the foul air like a drowning person, coughing up the phlegm lodged in her throat.

An indescribable warm current entered her body, dominantly yet gently dispelling the cold and intense pain, smoothing over the festering wounds.

Her face, as pale as paper, rapidly regained color, her heavy body beca light, and even her consciousness had never been so clear.

"I... I’m okay now...!" She touched her arm incredulously, tears instantly welled up and fell, mixed with gri. "Lord Island Master... is it you? Did you hear my call?"

It wasn’t a voice, but a gentle yet undeniable thought echoed directly in the depths of her mind, "Enjoy life well, you’re still young..."

Heddi trembled all over, and then a smile blood on her face, repeatedly kowtowing to the gray sky outside the bridge hole.

It turned out the Lord Island Master hadn’t abandoned them, but had always been watching.

Wu Heng didn’t linger any longer.

The first attempt to intervene in the Mortal World still required caution.

Perception quietly withdrew from Heddi’s anchor, continuing to wander in the vast sea of faith stars.

He quickly found that not all anchors allowed him to perceive clearly and descend his will.

Only those with faith strong enough and lights bright enough could serve as his extended ’eyes’ and ’ears.’

More faint lights could only mark the positions of the believers for him.

He connected to several of the brightest anchors in turn.

Various different scenes erged.

So were forr Priests of the Spirit Awakening Sect hiding in cellars, trembling yet still praying, so were followers sheltered by the Beastman Tribe in the northern forest, and even so served as mbers of teams in local agencies.

Countless fragnts of information converged, gradually piecing together the intelligence after his departure.

Gold and Silver Island had beco a central location for The Holy Court, the association existed in na only, and all heroes were forced to pledge loyalty to The Holy Court.

The Snake Badge Consortium completely disbanded, and the one known as the world’s strongest ’Dragon’ also appeared on the association’s wanted list.

There were more indications that the most important stronghold of The Holy Court was now set on Gold and Silver Island.

"It seems that deity is fixated on the boundary door," Wu Heng sneered inwardly, "but unfortunately for you, I don’t need to use the door. You just keep watching the main gate!"

His consciousness once again ticulously searched through the sea of faith lights, this ti with exceptionally clear objectives.

Looking for Glenda, Xiao Xiao, Wen Mansha, Andre Willow... you’re still over there. I wonder how you’re doing now.

...

The anchor connected again, and the scene instantly beca clear.

This was a roughly adorned wooden house, with ceilings reaching three to four ters high, and table, chairs, and bed large and cumberso, evidently a Beastman-style dwelling.

The light in the room was dim, only the Illuminating Stone emitted light.

On the wide bed covered in animal pelts, ’Brittany’ with a visibly swollen abdon was cautiously kneeling.

She gently caressed her rounded belly with both hands, her voice so low it seed like mumbling, "Master... Spirit Awakening God... you must be safe..."

Her prayers were cautious, as if afraid of being overheard.

Subsequently, bits of her mories flowed uncontrollably along the faith connection into Wu Heng’s perception.

They learned of the occupation of Gold and Silver Island.

After contacting each other through phones, they gathered and began their road to escape.

Initially, things went relatively smoothly, with the association issuing a warrant and no one investigating them, but later The Holy Court sent heroes to hunt them down.

Fortunately, the Skeleton Guards Wu Heng left with them were robust enough to repel strong enemies ti and ti again, resulting in no mishaps so far.

Brittany gently stroked her belly, a gentle smile on her face, "Master, our child is about to be born. Have you thought of a na? You are a Great Detective, also a Divine Spirit; it shouldn’t be difficult for you."

That faint yet firm wish was clearly transmitted to the Divine Throne.

Wu Heng’s mind stirred slightly.

It seed this period of escape was indeed grueling, but fortunately, they supported each other, avoiding any incidents.

What surprised him even more was Brittany’s faith being so steadfast that it beca one of the brighter anchors in his sea of anchor stars.

Recalling when she first arrived on the island, being fascinated by his published Great Detective Story, perhaps the seed was planted even then.

Without further hesitation, he attempted to send a condensed thought along that thread of faith.