The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

The believers also all got up, dispersed in an orderly manner, and returned to their lodgings.

...

Escorted by the skeleton attendant, Zhao Yanqiu returned to Li Yahong's office study.

As she pushed the door open, she saw Wu Heng and Li Yahong sitting on the sofa chatting, while Xiao Xiao was controlling a puppet, curled up on a single sofa to the side, holding a tablet and occasionally letting out a 'hehehe' laugh.

"Mom!" As soon as Xiao Xiao saw her, she immediately dropped the tablet and jumped straight into her arms.

Zhao Yanqiu hugged her daughter, looking gently at Wu Heng with a slight smile on her lips, "Your Holiness, what brings you here?"

"I thought this would suit you, so I brought it over." Wu Heng smiled, taking out a luxurious scepter from the Space Ring. It was entirely golden, with a brilliant large gemstone at the top, casting a holy glow under the light.

The attention of Li Yahong and Zhao Yanqiu was instantly captured, their eyes shining with light.

Xiao Xiao introduced, "Mom, this weapon is amazing! It allows you to unleash the abilities of The Holy Court!"

"The Holy Court?" Zhao Yanqiu furrowed her brows, looking at Wu Heng questioningly.

Xiao Xiao froze for a moment, seemingly realizing she had let something slip, immediately covering her mouth and blinking at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng chuckled and explained, "A religious organization. This scepter was originally used by their Pope, and now giving it to you should yield even better results."

This scepter was initially considered for two candidates.

Archbishop Zhao Yanqiu of the Zombie World, or Selia from the Otherworld.

But upon further contemplation, professionals in the Otherworld are accustomed to magic, and the scepter's effects weren't particularly rare for them. Moreover, using it externally could easily provoke The Holy Court's attention.

However, in the Zombie World, such abilities are enough to leave one in awe.

Thus, after much deliberation, he decided to give it to Zhao Yanqiu.

Zhao Yanqiu and Li Yahong exchanged a glance. Although it all sounded mysterious to them, they were not too concerned about the scepter's origins, more so about its functions.

"What specific effects does it have?" Zhao Yanqiu inquired.

"Wound healing, purifying poison, and..." Wu Heng paused, a slight smile appearing, "limb regeneration."

"Limb regeneration?!" Both women widened their eyes simultaneously.

They could understand wound healing, after all, the elixirs produced at the base could achieve something similar.

But limb regeneration? This had already exceeded their sphere of understanding.

Wu Heng nodded, "Is there anyone with a severed limb in the base? I can give you a demonstration."

"Yes!" Li Yahong immediately picked up the landline and dialed a number.

Shortly thereafter, the door was knocked, and a middle-aged man on crutches walked in.

Upon seeing Wu Heng, the man immediately bowed respectfully, "Your Holiness."

Zhao Yanqiu kindly said, "His Holiness heard about your situation and wants to take a look at your leg injury."

"Now? But I...!" The man was somewhat flustered, glancing down at his dirty pant leg, and awkwardly said, "I haven't showered yet..."

"Don't dawdle, this is a rare opportunity for you," Li Yahong urged.

The man hesitated for a moment, but ultimately rolled up his pant leg, revealing a lacking calf.

The site of the amputation had already healed, but the skin was dark, evidently not having been cleaned properly for a while.

"It was crushed by a car during an escape, and with limited medical resources at the time, amputation was the only option..." The man explained with a bitter smile.

Wu Heng nodded, gripping the scepter tightly, "It might hurt a bit in a moment, don't be afraid."

The man swallowed, his eyes showing some doubt.

But feeling that Wu Heng wouldn't harm him, he nodded slightly.

In the next second, Wu Heng raised the scepter, and a brilliant golden light burst forth, enveloping the man's severed limb.

"Ah—!" The man suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream as the blood and flesh around the amputation site began to twist vigorously, with bones, muscles, and skin regenerating and extending at a visible speed.

Zhao Yanqiu and Li Yahong stared wide-eyed at this scene, their breaths momentarily halting.

Oh my!

The severed limb, grew back.