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CH 592

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592: Are You a Necromancer?

Juntian going to Coral Island, odds were high he would encounter the Demon Ancestor. If the two met, odds were also high he wouldn’t make it out alive.

Even if he was lucky and didn’t meet him, the Demon Ancestor’s arm was no gentle docile puppy. It was comparable to a zombie virus in all those apocalyptic stories in the modern day. The miasma it released mutated every living thing.

Ai Lin couldn’t let him go to Coral Island alone.

Ai Lin stood at the bow of the ship and sighed as she looked at the small island surrounded by black mist. Normally she would avoid these situations, but this time she chose to voluntarily wade into the muddy waters. She didn’t know if it was right or not. She could only hope the gods would let her live through it.

Meanwhile, Ming Xi and his group were sailing around the periphery of the island and killing monsters that were once human. Despite killing so many monsters, they still couldn’t find any clues.

Feng Wu followed Ming Xi the entire time and performed as expected throughout the ordeal. She never screamed or cried when fighting the monsters, nor did she ask for help even once. Her hits were all quick and accurate and was no worse than the experienced fighters Goffman brought.

Goffman suggested they go back first to discuss their next move, but Ming Xi felt it was too early to leave; they could spend more time looking around.

In the end, everyone agreed with Ming Xi’s opinion. They decided to make a few more circles around the island, but this time they would investigate the more suspicious and hidden places.

Goffman suggested they go to the edge of the cliff by the sea where a hidden cave nestled on the side. People rarely went there. Perhaps the source of the black mist was related to the cave.

Ming Xi was unfamiliar with the layout of the island, so of course it was impossible for him to know where the hidden places were. The job of leading the way fell to Goffman.

Goffman led everyone to the edge of the cliff where the cave lay. They found nothing after searching around inside.

It didn’t look like the problem was coming from the cave so Goffman started to lead everyone to the next location.

After only ten minutes of walking, Feng Wu suddenly stopped. Two spirits emanating evil aura and aggression appeared wandering in front of her. They had their teeth and claws bared and their bloodshot eyes were devoid of any sanity. They were clearly vicious spirits intent on hurting people, but because there were no necromancers in the group, Ming Xi and the others didn’t notice their presence.

Feng Wu was the only one who could see. Many other mindless souls also hovered nearby wandering around the island aimlessly.

The evil aura from the two bodies in front of her was particularly heavy, much heavier than any on the other spirits.

Feng Wu thought for only a moment before coming to a decision. She pulled out Xiao Chun and raised him high above her head. His dazzling white light spread out and dissipated some of the black mist nearby. The undead seemed to have a natural fear of it and stayed away.

“What’s the matter? Did something happen?” Goffman immediately drew his sword when he saw Feng Wu had drawn hers.

The group went on alert but they failed to find anything suspicious.

“Miss Feng Wu, please do not fool around.” Goffman said angrily as he put his sword away. He waved his hand to let the others know they could sheath their weapons.

“I’m not fooling around.” Feng Wu tilted her head in confusion. She was obviously being serious; why did this person tell her to stop fooling around? She pursed her lips unhappily.

“Xiao Wu, is there something unusual in front of you?” Ming Xi knew Feng Wu very well. And he knew it was impossible for her to joke or fool around. Or more accurately, in all the time he had known her, he had never seen her make a joke.

Feng Wu nodded. “There are many undead ahead. They have turned into evil spirits and want to attack us.”

“Miss Feng Wu, you are a necromancer!” Mrs. Normandy’s chief guard and confident said respectfully.

The other fighters looked at Feng Wu differently upon hearing this. They had thought Feng Wu was a fighter like them! They never expected her to be a double cultivator, both a magician and a swordmaster. What a genius!

“No.” Feng Wu said.

“You are too humble.” The others obviously didn’t believe her. She could see the undead. Who would she be other than a necromancer? Other than people who used potions, the only people who could see the undead were necromancers.

They had been together for awhile and none of them had seen her use a potion, so the obvious conclusion was that she was a necromancer.

Feng Wu: I’m being humble?

“Miss Feng Wu, those things won’t attack us, will they?” One of the soldiers was obviously afraid of spirits and now his face turned pale in fright.

“They will.” In fact, they were already coming their way.

Upon hearing this, the soldier who asked felt bad all over. He hid in the crowd and refused to show his face.

“Xiao Wu, do you want to purify them?” Ming Xi thought about how Feng Wu pulled out Xiao Chun. He knew how strong Xiao Chun’s purification power was. He had borrowed Xiao Chun and witnessed first hand how powerful the sword was at purification. It was thanks to Xiao Chun that he was able to resolve the situation in Blood Moon forest so smoothly before.

“Yes.” Feng Wu nodded. Xiao Chun would also benefit from purifying the undead.

“Miss Feng Wu, it turns out you can purify the undead. Please do so quickly. If these things attack us, we will be in big trouble.” The soldier who was afraid of ghosts jumped out and spoke up to remind people of his existence.

“I’m was about to start.”

After speaking, Feng Wu raised Xiao Chun and used the purification power within. She swung her sword down towards the undead and the undead immediately let out sharp mournful screams.

The group couldn’t see the undead, but they could hear the screams. It grated uncomfortably against their ears and left a chill running down their backs. Their bodies felt sick all over. Some even used their hands to cover their ears. The sound was too unpleasant and hard to bear!