Chapter 652: Chapter 530, Kill a Few of Them for Fun Chapter 652: Chapter 530, Kill a Few of Them for Fun Shadows crept along the wall and ascended the balcony.

Just as it was about to enter the room, the Skeleton Prophet rushed in.

Its wooden staff, slammed heavily onto the shadow on the ground.

The shadow started to twist and struggle where the staff fell, forming a black hand reaching for the Skeleton’s ankle.

The Prophet stepped back to avoid the attack.

An 18th-level Prophet, possessing “Domain Prophecy,” can form a personal domain around itself to foresee impending dangers.

No matter if the shadow intended to circumvent or to strike,
The Prophet could always anticipate and react one step ahead.

Inside the room, Andre Willow stood close to the door, her eyes wide as she watched the scene before her.

With a pistol in hand, she was also ready for battle.

The shadow and the Skeleton Prophet tussled at the balcony for a while before the shadow fled back into the night.

The Ghosts in the sky also swiftly departed.

The scene ended, and Wu Heng’s pupils focused.

He patted the Skeleton on the shoulder, “Well done, you saved us last night.”

The Prophet bowed slightly, respectful in demeanor.

“You can go back to enjoying the view.”

The Prophet sat back in the chair, continuing to gaze out the window.

Wu Heng then rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling a bit of a headache.

It seemed that he really had no means to prevent Ghosts.

Even if he wasn’t afraid, the maids were still in danger.

“Necromancers are such a nuisance!”

He hadn’t noticed it before, but now, facing high-level Necromancers,
he just found the profession extremely troublesome.

He stood there thinking for a moment, then reopened the door and walked out.

…

Coming down from upstairs.

The little cat-girl Robey ran over quickly, “Master, a team from the Association has arrived, and the team leader says the Steward sent him to take the armored vehicle to the port; everyone is waiting in the courtyard.”

The Association team had arrived.

“Got it, go on with your work,” Wu Heng stroked her little head.

Robey beamed, her cheeks flushing, “Okay, Master.”

Having said that, she skipped towards the dining room.

Wu Heng stepped into the courtyard, where he saw a squad of people chatting by the flowerbeds.

As they saw him approach, they saluted, “Island Master, the Steward asked us to take the armored vehicle directly there.”

During the earlier meeting, Xi Ligui had mentioned this matter.

Fearing that more people might take the opportunity to attack the island, it was decided to station an armored vehicle there.

When Wu Heng returned, he glanced at the Emerald Sand Table and confirmed there were no suspicious ships.

But Xi Ligui’s concerns were indeed reasonable.

Wu Heng nodded, walked up to an armored vehicle, and knocked on the window.

The window rolled down, revealing a helmeted Skeleton driver.

Wu Heng said directly, “Follow them to guard the port. If anyone assaults the port, you have authorization to fire at will, but don’t engage in any other offensive actions.”

The Skeleton raised the window back up, and the vehicle started up.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and then dispatched twenty high-level Skeletons to accompany the armored vehicle.

In truth, he wasn’t too worried about someone hijacking the armored vehicle to shell him; after all, his Skeletons had taken quite some time to learn how to drive and operate the machine cannon.

Buttons, circuits, and such were quite different in this world.

Even if a strong person managed to take it, they wouldn’t be able to control it.

Flanked by Skeletons, the armored vehicle rolled out of the courtyard to stand by.

Wu Heng said to the squad, “You can go now too. Be careful, and don’t act rashly if you encounter anything.”

“Yes, Island Master!”

The group saluted once more, then followed the armored vehicle away.

…

He returned to the room.

Mini and Annette had already served breakfast at the table.

Wu Heng sat at the table eating, while the other maids sat nearby, staring at him intently.

“What’s the matter?”

Mini asked, “Master, is there danger on the island again?”

Every time Wu Heng told them not to leave the mansion, it meant there was danger in town.

It had become a habit.

Wu Heng said with a smile, “Indeed, we’ve encountered some dangers.”

“Do you need our help? We train every day in hopes of being able to help you one day,” Mini continued.

Robey and Annette nodded in agreement.

Andre Willow frowned slightly and remained silent.

She was aware that someone had entered the estate last night and that the 18th-level Skeleton Prophet had only repelled them.

How could her maids, who had only trained for a few days, be of any help?

Wu Heng said with a smile, “I know you are diligent. The enemy this time is quite formidable. I’ll ask for your help next time when you’re closer to them in level.”

“Are they very formidable? Wei’er is also quite formidable.”

Wu Heng thought for a moment, then decided to recount the events of the previous night to them.

When they heard that the enemy was also a Necromancer, and that last night they had nearly managed to send a Ghost inside, their faces turned a shade paler.

“So, what should we do?” Mini asked.

“Necromancers are tricky. Once discovered, they’re likely to strike immediately, so you need to go someplace they can’t find you.”

“Where could that be?”

The rest of them looked up curiously.

“Remember the Mansion Skill?” Wu Heng turned to them.

“Yes, we remember.”

They had seen the trial of the Mansion Skill in the yard before.

Wu Heng continued, “I will put you into the Mansion Skill first, then after this matter is settled, I’ll bring you out again.”

The Mansion Skill, by design, provides a resting place for a traveling party.

Not only can others enter,
but he can enter as well.

If he goes inside and then seals the rift, next time he opens it, the rift will appear in the same place he left from.