<h4>Chapter 778: A Relief</h4> <h4><strong>Trantor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio <strong> Editor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio</h4>


    D*mn it, he had almost forgotten about it.


    If he changed the Licker’s attribute to the undead, wouldn’t it look more like a ghoul?!


    Not bad, not bad, not to mention its appearance, even its temperament has changed, so the enemies wouldn’t be able to tell.


    Eh??


    That’s not right!


    “F*ck!”


    Fang Heng suddenly thought of something and heavily hammered his left palm with his right hand.


    “I’m so stupid!”


    Why did he switch to necromancy?! If he switched to the sacred skill the next time he was dealing with the Holy Court, those judges of the Holy Court would not be able to kill the Lickers with their purification skills!


    Wouldn’t this crush them all?


    Fang Heng’s mood immediately improved a lot.


    So…


    Should he do this or not?


    It was not easy to get a chance to empty the Holy Court headquarters. If he gave up like this, he would feel like he would not be able to sleep at night…


    It was rare that he had nothing to do. It would be foolish to just sit here and wait for the cooldown of the skill.


    There were less than two days before the Holy Court made its move. It was enough for him toplete his theft n.


    After thinking for a while, Fang Heng made up his mind.


    “Who cares, I’ll just take this wave of greed!”


    …


    In the game, Chu Yan was exceptionally excited.


    Ever since he met Fang Heng, the progress of the game in District 9 had improved by leaps and bounds.


    In the blink of an eye, the Holy Court and the vampires were about to have a decisive battle.


    After thousands of years of umtion, the Holy Court had many hidden trump cards.


    The entire Holy Court was filled with an atmosphere of resignation. They were ready to bite off a piece of flesh from the vampires.


    After learning that Fang Heng was going to y a big game against the vampires’ headquarters, Chu Yan had begun to crazily set up a n. He was trying to trick the Pope into obtaining a special item that could deal with the Prince of the vampires.


    His goal was to kill the Prince of the vampires with a fatal blow to the vampires’ headquarters, regardless of whether the headquarters of the Holy Court was dead or alive! He would turn the situation aroundpletely!


    In the worst-case scenario, the operation would fail, the headquarters of the Holy Court would be destroyed, and the forces of the Holy Court would be destroyed as well.


    But what if the forces of the Holy Court weren’t destroyed?


    What if they seeded in killing the Prince of the vampires, and the Holy Court would rule the world with Boss Fang’s help?


    Maybe he would be the bishop of the Holy Court in the end.


    Besides, Chu Yan didn’t think that he could influence the final battle between the Holy Court and the vampires.


    At most, he could only be high-level cannon fodder in the great war.


    No matter what, he had to reap the benefits himself.


    While he was busy preparing for the battle, he suddenly received a message from Fang Heng that he wanted to go to the Oracle Hall at the headquarters of the Holy Court. Without asking, he immediately arranged to meet Fang Heng in the city outside the headquarters of the Holy Court the next day.


    ….


    The fallen corridor.


    At the entrance to the middle area.


    After spending a full two days, Pu Shi personally led the Necromancer Association’s yers to search the entire middle area.


    The situation was very bad.


    Starting from the middle area, the number of middle-tier and above vengeful spirits rapidly increased. asionally, high-tier vengeful spirits appeared, which increased the risk for the yers.


    With sufficient logistical resources and resources, the yer team was naturally not afraid.


    However, it was different now.


    If they were identally injured by the middle-tier and high-tier vengeful spirits, the additional high-level curse could even take the lives of the yer!


    The only one who could solve the problem was Fang Heng.


    Pu Shi had already ced all his bets on Fang Heng.


    Just as he was thinking, a yer walked out from the middle area with the support of the team.


    The yer’s team felt a little ashamed. They lowered their heads and reported the trouble they had encountered at that time, “Instructor Pu Shi, we encountered a high-tier vengeful spirit during the cleaning process. We had already evacuated at the first possible moment. We were still careless and got injured.”


    Pu Shi quickly checked the wound on the injured yer’s wrist.


    It was still alright. It was not as serious as Li Qingran’s injuryst time.


    The backup medical team had also prepared a small portion of the potions.


    Pu Shi was just about to take out the backup potion and prepare it for the injured yer to use when he suddenly thought of something and frowned. He asked the person beside him, “How’s Fang Heng’s situation? Where’s Qingran? Why haven’t I seen her today?”


    A necromancy attendant leaned over and whispered, “Master, did you forget? Senior Li Qingran is helping Fang Heng learn sacred study. A batch of equipment came in the middle of the night yesterday. She should still be trying on it this morning.”


    Pu Shi nodded.


    Indeed, the new batch of equipment that was brought in from outside the gamest night was all equipment that had excellent amplification effects. The only problem was that the equipment requirements were extremely high.


    Fang Heng had been learning the sacred study for three days now. It was time to check on the effects of his learning.


    Pu Shi looked at another apprentice and said, “Go back to the camp and tell Li Qingran that someone is injured. Ask him to bring Fang Heng over to help.”


    “Okay, Instructor.”


    The yer replied and ran away in a hurry.


    Pu Shi’s face darkened. He turned around and looked at the injured yer who was whimpering and wailing. He felt unhappy and said, “You won’t die. What’s there to cry about with such a small wound? Bear with it!”


    The injured yer felt bitter in his heart. He trembled and forced himself to shut his mouth.


    “Hold on a little longer.”


    Pu Shi looked at the few apprentices and instructed, “Use the holy water to clean his wounds. Keep cleaning them.”


    “Yes! Instructor!”


    After waiting for about half an hour, Pu Shi was about to lose his patience when someone shouted from behind, “He’sing. Fang Heng ising.”


    Hearing this, the yers who had gathered together made way for a small path.


    Everyone’s gaze was focused on Fang Heng, who was dressed extremely strangely.


    For a moment, the yers’ expressions became strange.


    Fang Heng was currently wearing a few thick sets of equipment. He looked like a fat man. Just the weapons on his back alone were quite a few.


    Long sword, spear, crossbow…


    He was holding a very heavy two-handed scepter in his hand. There were also a few daggers and short knives of different sizes on his waist.


    His appearance was a little out of ce.


    Because he was forced to wear a lot of unsuitable equipment, Fang Heng’s walking posture looked particrly arrogant. He swaggered around, and with every step he took, the equipment on his body would jingle due to the collision.


    He had the feeling of an RMB warrior.


    Behind Fang Heng, Li Shaoqiang and Tan Shuo were each dragging a cart.


    There was a wooden box on the cart, and the box contained the second set of equipment.


    The two of them were also quite speechless.


    Two days ago, when they saw Fang Heng’s appearance, it was already quite shy. Unexpectedly, when they saw Fang Heng this morning, he added quite a bit more equipment to himself.


    The two of them felt that Fang Heng was indeed a dragon among men.


    He was too f*cking awesome.


    He could put on so many pieces of equipment at once, and he could even carry them on his back for such a long distance.


    He did not even pant.


    They felt that it was a bit strenuous just pushing the cart with the second set of equipment over.


    Pu Shi narrowed his eyes and sized up Fang Heng, who was dressed in fancy armor.


    He didn’t find anything strange about Fang Heng. Instead, he secretly nodded in his heart.


    Li Qingran’s arrangement was not bad. Fang Heng’s attribute was also quite impressive. He had put on several pieces of high-tier equipment.


    His skill level should have increased a lot.


    Pu Shi had been worried that Fang Heng’s basic attributes were not enough to equip warrior-type and knight-type equipment. He did not expect that his attribute value was actually very high. Moreover, he did not have any shorings.


    He could even equip high-tier equipment.


    It was quite a relief.