The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

The celestial river of stars cascaded down like a waterfall, billions of stars turning into streams of light, pouring into the temple!

Whoosh~!

The believers of the entire city knelt down like waves of wheat rippling in the wind, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground, and the sound of devout prayers converged into a sea.

Streets, squares, in front of shops.

Everywhere the eye could see were prostrating figures, as if the entire world had been reduced to nothing but that star-devouring temple.

In the shadows, Wu Heng, wearing a Faceless Mask, quietly watched all this.

"What a spectacular scene~!" Lady's voice came from the side, "When will our Spirit Awakening Sect ever have such a presence?"

On the other side, Xiao Xiao said, "The people here are so strange, I was eavesdropping on them earlier, and they talk like it's a set script, repeating 'Praise the Holy Light' and 'Thankful for the Blessing'... like a broken record."

Glenda said, "What the Holy Court needs is this kind of faith-offering sheep, otherwise, with their heritage, how could they have had no development all this time?!"

This statement was indeed quite accurate.

Looking across the entire continent, the spread of professionals, breakthroughs in elixirs and mechanicals, almost all stem from the push of the alliances.

While the Holy Court is still celebrated for its millennia-old history and past glory of slaying deities and destroying sects.

Lady raised her eyes to the distant celestial river, "Did your missile get lost?"

"How could it get lost with positioning." Wu Heng glanced at the sky and checked the time, "You all come back first, let's move closer first."

The four ghosts nodded and disappeared into his body.

Wu Heng then passed through the alleys, avoiding the worshipping believers all around, moving towards the Inner City District.

...

Hongwen Alliance Headquarters.

On a jade-carved terrace, two Elf heroes sat opposite each other.

A gentle breeze brought the fragrance of distant gardens.

Hadara gently stroked the edge of the teacup, his silver eyes reflecting the ripples in the tea, "What do you think of the blasphemer list from the Holy Hall?"

Across from him, the Hongwen Alliance Leader 'Claudio' pondered for a moment before saying, "Perhaps they intend to expand the conflict, to see if there's any opportunity."

"Lilith suggested the alliance protect some of Wu Heng's subordinates," Hadara raised his eyes.

"Not appropriate." Claudio shook his head, "If the alliance intervenes after just declaring neutrality, the Holy Court will surely see us as favoring Wu Heng."

He sighed lightly, "Besides...neither side is adhering to the alliance's rules anymore."

Hadara was silent for a moment, "So we continue to be bystanders?"

"It's the safest choice." Claudio lifted his tea cup, "The alliance has mediated for months, heroes have moved frequently, yet neither side wants to reconcile. We've done our best."

Hadara nodded, continuing to ask, "And the odds of victory?"

The tea cup clinked crisply against the stone table.

"There's no doubt about Wu Heng's extraordinary talent!" Claudio's eyes deepened, "But the real terror of the Holy Court has never been in the heroes visible on the surface."

The Elf Race possesses a longer lifespan and a more detailed history.

Even though the records are somewhat vague, it's possible to deduce the fundamental reason the Holy Court unified the sects and has stood for millennia.

"What a pity." Hadara looked towards the sea of clouds, "It's rare for such a prodigious talent to emerge from the Human Race."

Suddenly...

Hadara's gaze fixed once more on the sky.

Buzz!

A semi-transparent golden barrier, like an overturned giant bowl, instantly enveloped the entire headquarters.

The two leaders stood up abruptly, tea cups overturned, the tea snaking over the white jade surface like a snake.

"What is it?" Claudio's white beard flared.

"Look there!" Hadara pointed to the sky.

On the horizon, two massive objects trailing fiery red tails were tearing through the clouds, cutting across the sky at horrifying speed.

A hero's vision far surpasses that of ordinary people; they could even see the streamlined metallic bodies, the flames at the tail evaporating clouds into stark white trails.

Raising iron lumps into the sky?

"What are those...?" Shock appeared in Hadara's eyes.

"Metal? Why is it up there?" Claudio's robe billowed.

Hadara's eyes moved, "Go ask Lilith if Wu Heng has made any moves on his side."

Throwing metal pillars into the sky, they could only think of Wu Heng.

"Alright!" Claudio quickly departed.

Across the alliance headquarters, countless high-tier professionals looked up at the sky.

And in everyone's gaze, the two meteor-like objects had already passed over the headquarters, continuing to fly swiftly ahead.

...

Holy Hall.

The sky suddenly erupted with a piercing screech, as if a giant dragon roared, tearing apart the serene and pious atmosphere of the Holy Hall.

Everyone involuntarily looked up!

Two fiery red meteors ripped across the dome, trailing long tails of flame, diving downward at terrifying speed!

"What is that?"

"A miracle! It's the descent of a miracle!" the believers shouted feverishly.

However, the Holy Court knights responsible for guarding turned pale, the clang of armor colliding rising one after another.

All gripped their weapons tightly, eyes filled with doubt gazing upon these unseen objects from beyond the sky, unsure if it was truly a miracle or an unknown peril.

Whoosh~!

At this moment, a golden light barrier rose from the Central District of the Holy Hall, forming a powerful magic barrier, enough to withstand the impact of high-level spells.

Bang! Bang!

In two deafening collisions, the missiles pierced through the barrier like a hot knife through butter, crashing fiercely into the heart of the Holy Hall!

The ground trembled, dust soared in all directions.

"Protect the Pope!"

A tide of knights surged in from all sides, encircling the crash site.

The dust dissipated, revealing two eerie metal cylindrical objects, their surfaces sleek and army green, inscribed with strange symbols.

Just as the front-line knights cautiously approached.

Click!

The cylinders suddenly unfolded like flowers, layers of metal shells expanding.