Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Hear what the team members brought back.

At the association, everyone's faces turned gloomy.

The name of the headquarters has been mentioned, but this doesn't give any face at all.

Tapani's face suddenly darkened, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Insanity!"

A level 18 professional is a top-notch expert in this world.

Not to mention these people, in the past, even the royal family of the Yeko Kingdom would have come to meet him in person.

Now they are being treated like this by the army guarding the place.

The old wizard Gianvito stroked his beard and said with a smile, "They are just some soldiers guarding the port, following orders. Why should we be angry with them?"

Tapani continued, "Then what do you say we should do? It's not easy for us to kill them."

Gianvito looked to the other side and asked, "Wu Heng, what do you think?"

Wu Heng said directly: "Neitalei City is already in the realm of suspicion. We can't act according to their mood. We are here to handle the case, not to make friends. Naturally, we have to be tough."

Tapani raised his brow.

This means they have no courage.

"Then you handle it. If anything goes wrong, the elders and I will naturally support you." Gianvito said directly.

Wu Heng nodded and said to the person beside him, “Philippa, go and tell them that the elders from the association are leading a team into the city to investigate. Any behavior that blocks ships from docking will be considered a provocation to the association and will be attacked and a wanted warrant will be issued.”

"Okay." Philippa walked quickly to the cab, picked up the microphone and started speaking.

The sound of the horn instantly spread across the sea.

The news spread to the ships on the other side and to the port of the city of Innertale.

"Hit it!" Wu Heng continued.

The fleet started to restart and forced its way towards the port.

The huge cargo ship was moving at full speed, and the waves it created caused the blocking fleet to sway violently.

Seeing the huge ship as big as a mountain coming towards them, the navy ships could not withstand the pressure and quickly fled to both sides.

The Association's fleet was rampaging, and the Kingdom's fleet was trying to avoid them.

The two sides passed each other and remained restrained, and neither side used weapons to attack.

Just watch as the association's fleet broke through the defense line and finally docked at the port.

The connecting plate fell, and a large number of skeletons wearing armor and holding weapons poured into the port, surrounding the entire area.

Next, there were the various teams accompanying the association, level 15 professionals and followers.

On the battleship, Tapani, Wu Heng and several others also got off the ship.

Wow~!

At this time, a large number of troops gathered on one side of the port.

No one came near, but just kept a vigilant eye on this side from a distance.

Tapani's face was gloomy, and he said, "Go and capture their leader."

A team of members ran over quickly.

After a quick exchange, a man dressed as a commander was brought over.

Tapani was intimidating without even getting angry, staring at the other party coldly. The commander felt uneasy, his eyes wandering and he lowered his head.

"What is your name?"

"Gnaeus! My Lord."

Tapani looked to one side and said, "Make a note of it. If it happens again, I will issue a wanted warrant."

In an instant, the relatively calm commander's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Sir, we are just following orders. It has nothing to do with me."

"It's your superiors' fault for taking advantage of you. The port has been taken over by our association. If anything goes wrong, you'll have to escape with your family." Tapani said, and turned around and left with his men.

Only the commander was left, wiping his cold sweat continuously.

I stood there feeling a little overwhelmed.

Wu Heng began to assign tasks to Philippa.

Regardless of the city's associations, the port fleet still has to be staffed with personnel to guard it.

If any problems really arise, this is also a way out for these people in the association.

After the fleet was arranged.

Wu Hengcai walked towards everyone in the association and rushed to the association hall together.

……

The whole street was unusually empty.

There were hardly any residents and all the shops were closed.

Only some soldiers in guard uniforms quickly rushed to the port.

When they saw the aggressive members of the association on the way, no one stepped forward and just watched from a distance.

"Wu Heng, aren't you from the Yeko Kingdom?" said Elder Tapani.

Wu Heng shook his head. “I was a member of a team in the northern part of the Yeko Kingdom for a while, but I was released after just a few months.”

"How do you feel?" Tapani asked.

The old wizard Janvito also said, "I heard that Wu Heng was severely suppressed here."

Wu Heng also smiled and said, "It can't be considered suppression. The Kingdom of Yeke has many restrictive laws on necromancers. I didn't know much about them at the time, so some troubles occurred."

After a brief pause, Wu Heng added, "The Yeke Kingdom at that time might not have been a good place for necromancers, but it was indeed not bad for the kingdom's residents."

Everyone nodded without saying anything more.

He continued to quicken his pace.

……

City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord 'Dashiel' is in his forties, a level 16 ranger, wearing a purple robe, and looks like a moderate and peaceful bard.

Standing in the courtyard at this time, I listened to the messenger who came to deliver the letter, reporting the news that the association's headquarters fleet had entered the city.

As he spoke, his originally calm expression gradually became serious.

"Who are the people on the island?" asked Dashiel.

"We saw elves, dwarves, and mages, but we don't know their identities yet." The subordinate said, and then suddenly said, "Oh, there are a lot of skeletons guarding the port in the fleet, and there is also a man with black hair and black eyes. He should be Wu Heng from Treasure Island."

Dashiel narrowed his eyes and stood there pondering for a while.

He said, "Since they have already entered the city, forget it. Give orders not to conflict with them."

"Yes." The subordinate nodded and left quickly.

Dashiel, who was sitting on a stone chair in the courtyard, suddenly turned his head and looked to the side.

After waiting for a few seconds, footsteps were heard and a man wearing the uniform of the Yeko Kingdom walked in.

The man was tall and strong, with a square face and a beard, and he walked with a steady pace.

"People from the association's headquarters entered the city and forced their way into the port," said the square-faced man.

Dashiel nodded, "I also received the news. There are people from the association headquarters and Wu Heng, the owner of Treasure Island."

"I saw their ship. It was very exaggerated. It looked like a small island. It was quite nice..."

"Lucana..." Dashiel interrupted solemnly, "Don't say that. It will damage the relationship with the association."

The man sneered, "Afraid of what they might do."

But he didn't say anything more, instead he said cryptically: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course we have to cooperate when our headquarters comes to investigate," said Dashiel.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's handled properly."

……

Association Hall.

Everyone from the headquarters sat on one side, and members of the local association stood opposite them.

Elder Tapani asked, “Tell me about the association.”

A local deputy deacon stepped forward and whispered, "There is unrest in Neitalei City. All messages to the outside world cannot be sent out. Currently, the deacon and two teams are missing."

Several people narrowed their eyes slightly.

Missing.

The greater probability is that the information obtained is that he is already dead.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to deal with than death. Without a corpse, there is no clue for the next step.

"Where did he disappear? Was there any investigation?" Tapani asked.

"The city was in chaos at the time. Many people died every day, including gang members, outside troops, and cults. It was too chaotic and there was no way to investigate." The deputy deacon looked bitter.

Tapani glanced at Wu Heng, and seeing that he had nothing to add, he said directly: "Starting today, I will be in charge of the association. Wu Heng, the owner of Treasure Island, will investigate the disappearance of the deacon and the team. You must cooperate with us without reservation and find out the truth as soon as possible."

"Yes." Several people nodded.

"Return to your respective posts. You will no longer be in danger when we come."

"Thank you, elder, thank you, Wuheng Island Master, and all the adults."

They saluted in turn and then retreated.

……

Meet local members.

Tapani brought several members of the team to the conference room for further discussions.

His eyes fell on Wu Heng and he asked, "What are your plans?"

As a great detective, the association entrusted Wu Heng with the task of solving the case.

The rest of the people were there to support him and deal with some emergencies.

At present, the difficulties are still quite great.

The whisperer who went to Treasure Island to deliver the message said that the local deacon had died and that the city of Netale had deliberately blocked the information.

When I got here, there was no body and no target for the murderer.

Moreover, the city of Netale itself is a target of suspicion.

For a moment, I lost my direction.

Wu Heng said: "I need to go to the archives room to check the situation first."

"Okay!" Tapani looked around and said, "Dean Janvito, Mr. Sim, select two people from the level 15 professionals, plus two teams, and have them follow Wu Heng in the investigation. The rest of you will follow me to take charge of the association."

"Yes." Everyone nodded.

He assigned himself two level 18 professionals, and Sim was an investigator with limited combat power.

The one who mainly protects himself is Gianvito.

Wu Heng chose the dwarf and the vampire in a heavy cloak from among the level 15 professionals, and walked out of the meeting room together.

After asking about the location of the archive room, the group walked over quickly.

Gianvito reminded: "The files of the Secret Whisperers are usually not recorded and can only be transferred from the headquarters."

"I know, let's check it first and try our luck." Wu Heng said.

Going to the archives is not to look for secret speakers, as they basically leave no information locally.

Instead, check the files of the local deacons.

Generally, a dedicated secret speaker will leave a vague record in the file.

He didn't know about this until he arrived at Treasure Island.

At that time, Philippa acted as a spy and did not have her own file, but she would make a vague mark under Wu Heng's file.

If either party has any problems, they can also use this record to make a preliminary confirmation.

Take a few quick steps and arrive at the association's archives room.

The administrator in charge immediately came forward and said, "My Lords."

"Bring me the deacon's file."

"Okay, my lord."

Soon, a thick file was taken out.

Wu Heng opened the file bag and began to look through it carefully.

The file records three different names of people who were released due to failed arrests or as a result of meritorious service.

I'm not sure if the spy is in there, but there is still a certain probability.

Wu Heng took out his tablet and took photos of each file.

Then write three names on the paper, "Ketan."

"Master of Wuheng Island." The dwarf walked up.

"Remember these three names and take people to the city hall to investigate if there is any real estate or records. Bring more people with you as they may not cooperate. Be tough." Wu Heng said.

"Understood." The dwarf nodded, pointed to a few people in the team, and left quickly.

Wu Heng also walked out of the archive room and took the rest of the people to the deacon's residence.

……

Deacons need to sit in the association.

The residence is often not too far from the association.

The residence of the deacon of Treasure Island is connected to the association. It is a separate mansion built behind the association building.

In the city of Netale, the deacon's residence was not built like this, but it was also in a residential area at the back.

When you walk over, you can see several guards guarding the place.

Not a member of the association, but a guard of Netale City.

When the guards saw the aggressive group of people coming over, they instantly became a little panicked.

He shouted, "Who is it?"

"The association's headquarters is investigating the case. Who asked you to guard here?" Wu Heng asked.

Association, headquarters?

The guards obviously hadn't received any news from the city and seemed a little confused.

"You are not allowed to enter here. Sirs, please go and talk to our captain." said the guard.

Wu Heng was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "Catch him."

The crowd behind him rushed forward and immediately captured the guards.

"My Lords, what are you doing? If you have anything to say, please talk to me nicely."

“This is Netalei City.”

Several people were a little flustered and spoke loudly.

Wu Heng said, "Let one person go to report the news, and shut up anyone else who is talking."

Release one of them and let him go to report the news.

Wu Heng led the others directly into the deacon's residence.

The door was opened easily, and shoe prints from walking back and forth could be seen on the dusty floor.

Wu Heng said: "Someone has been here recently. The shoe prints are clear and not covered by dust."

The investigator behind him began to record.

Wu Heng continued to look around the room, at carvings, calligraphy and paintings, and some daily necessities and ornaments.

Life as a deacon in Netale City is pretty good.

Locally, it can be considered as a high-end life.

"Something is missing. It must have been taken away by someone."

The investigator continued to record.

Wu Heng walked straight into the bedroom and found a piece of clothing that he obviously wore often.

He then took out the [Tracking Pendant] from the space ring, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it on the skull.

Then, the skull began to come alive.

Handing over a corner of the clothing, the skull bit it and began to chew it hard.

Under Wu Heng's gaze.

The skull seemed to have lost its vitality and fell down.

This magical object can track all living targets.

Before the Prophet's Skull was invented, people relied on this rare item to find people or solve cases.

If no trackable target is displayed, it means the person is dead.

"If this deacon doesn't have the props to shield the strange objects, he should be dead." Wu Heng said to several people.

The investigator continued to record.

While they were talking, a middle-aged man dressed in the uniform of a guard captain walked in quickly.

There were several patrol members following behind him.

The captain quickly glanced at the few people, looking at their clothes and the aura they exuded.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

He stepped forward, saluted and said, "Captain of Team 7, I'm honored to meet the leaders of the Association."

After saying this, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and said, "Here is the money that was recovered. It's all here."

Wu Heng looked at the cloth bag handed to him.

He shook it in his hand and asked, "How do you know the association's deacon won't come back?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" The captain frowned.

Wu Heng looked directly at the other party and asked again: "The people in the association only speculated that the person was missing. How can you be sure that he will not come back and dare to take the things inside?"