The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 1702 - 1118: Mortal Fireseed (Part 2)

Wu Heng flicked his hand, and the mirror flew out, landing on the stone platform beside him.

"Continue!"

Then, he began the second lting.

...

In a strange plane filled with craggy mountains and deep caves.

The sky was shrouded in a thick gray mist, the light dim and unclear.

Countless creatures, about half a person tall and resembling giant insects, vibrated their transparent or bony mbrane-like wings, skillfully flying between the hive-like caves.

Their shells shimred with a ghostly light, communicating in a unique clicking language, wearing clothes made of minerals and plant fibers, using tools that fit their sizes and physiological structures, forming a special Insect Race society.

Suddenly, a blinding golden light tore through the gray sky, stabbing down like a sharp sword.

The light contracted, transforming into a humanoid outline, with a face that was indistinct, emitting a pure and majestic aura of light.

Almost at the sa mont he appeared, another overwhelming presence descended.

A being even larger, more akin to the true form of the Insect Race, an avatar of a divine spirit ford by energy, appeared opposite him.

This Insect Race God, with divine compound eyes, locked coldly on the uninvited guest.

"Light!" The voice of the Insect Race God was like countless chitinous plates scraping together, filled with obvious impatience and vigilance, "Why do you intrude into my territory again? Don’t provoke !"

The Church Court God glanced nonchalantly at the busy swarm around, maintaining a calm tone, "I’m here to discuss a transaction. I wonder if you’re interested in devouring a newborn god and seizing his divine position?"

The compound eyes of the Insect Race God flickered slightly, clearly intrigued by this proposal, but it imdiately let out a sharp, cold laugh, "You want to be your hired muscle?"

"Why say it so bluntly? You’re the first I thought of for a good opportunity."

"If that new god was easy to deal with, you’d have devoured him yourself long ago and wouldn’t co to to share. It must be a tough nut to crack, so you seek my help." The Insect Race God hit the nail on the head, "Since you need , show sincerity, and talk about the other’s information."

The Church Court God’s tone remained unchanged, unaffected by the accuracy of the analysis, "You are as astute as ever."

After a complint, he continued, "The other is a human who beca a god, but not through the orthodox path to deification. Instead, he stumbled upon a relic of an ancient god and ascended by chance. He’s been causing so trouble, I admit, and handling it alone is beyond my complete ability, hence seeking your cooperation."

The Insect Race God stared at him intently as if analyzing every energy fluctuation in his words, discerning truth from falsehood.

Silence lingered for a long ti, like two chess players in a silent match.

"Just beca a god?" it finally spoke again, its voice deeper.

"Counting by mortal ti, less than half a year." The Church Court God replied.

"What divine position?"

"In life, he seed to be a Necromancer, and his demonstrated powers are largely death-related."

"Death-related divine position... that’s a Main Divine Position! No wonder you’re having a hard ti dealing with him." The Insect Race God’s tone carried a hint of comprehension and even so schadenfreude.

The Church Court God silently glanced at it, not responding to the comnt.

"How many deities on the other side?" The Insect Race God kept probing.

"Just him! Having beco a god for less than half a year, how many can there be?" The Church Court God’s tone carried a subtly noticeable irritation.

The Insect Race God posed its main concern, "Can you locate his Divine Domain? Killing so irrelevant avatars is pointless."

"I will find a way! As long as you agree to cooperate, I have my ans to inform you of the specific location." The Church Court God promised.

"Agreed." The Insect Race God finally nodded, "I accept this deal, and when the ti cos, we share the spoils based on each one’s ability."

"Deal!"

As the words fell, the form of the Church Court God dispersed like dust in the wind, vanishing into spots of golden light.

Only the Insect Race God was left, floating alone in the air, its compound eyes glimring with ghostly light.

...

Inside the Heart of Molten Fire cave.

The heat waves stead, and the air was filled with the unique sll of sulfur and tal lting.

Wu Heng’s gaze was fixed intently on the progress bar above the Heart of Molten Fire.

[lting, 97.3%].

Just a tiny bit more.

He took a deep breath, as if with a sense of ceremony, picked up the last ancient-shaped bell Special Item engraved with runes beside him, and tossed it into the churning magma of fiery energy.

The next second, the Heart of Molten Fire burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance, rising like a miniature sun, illuminating the entire cavern as bright as day.

The surface magma churned violently, splashing, with energy ripples sweeping out like a storm.

[lting, 100%!]

Seeing this value, Wu Heng’s eyes lit up suddenly.

He finally achieved the result he wanted.

Nearby, Glenda and the Lady were also drawn by this sudden phenonon, pausing their chat to curiously look over.

"This commotion... is bigger than any before." Glenda squinted, shielding against the piercing light, her tone carrying surprise.

"Yes!" Wu Heng grinned, "This is its current peak performance."

The Lady elegantly used her sleeve to block so of the strong light, asking, "How can you be so sure this is the best result?"

"A feeling!"

He never ntioned the ability to see item information.

"Alright then!" The Lady didn’t press further, "Let’s see what good things we get this ti."

Wu Heng nodded and went to the side of the cave wall to pull the lever.

With a heavy chanical rumble, a gate at the bottom of the magma pool opened, and the searing magma poured like a waterfall into the deeper earth veins.