Chapter 676, Let's See How They End It
The dragon dealer wore a confident smile. "A total of 123 wyvern skeletons."
Over a hundred.
Wu Heng's face remained calm, but inwardly he was surprised.
Last time, when he killed the fake pirates from the dragon trafficking team, he got a little over twenty wyvern corpses.
The display had already darkened the skies.
It even intimidated the rescue team that arrived in fighter jets.
Now with over a hundred, plus wyverns being large creatures—
The effect would be even more striking.
A sky full of skeleton wyverns would ward off a lot of unnecessary trouble.
"Inspect them," Wu Heng said flatly.
His skeletal attendants moved forward, randomly unrolling a few straw mats to reveal the pale, thick bones beneath.
Each one was the same—the mats held bones, not whole corpses.
Before Wu Heng could ask, the dragon dealer explained, "To save you the hassle, we stripped all the flesh in advance. It also cuts down on transport weight, letting us bring more."
Wu Heng frowned, instantly grasping the implication.
Cutting weight was one thing.
But the flesh had probably been repurposed—turned into leather goods or beast feed.
"That makes it hard for me to verify. Whole corpses can be confirmed for conversion. These bundles of bones—how do I verify their integrity?" Wu Heng said.
The man stiffened, suddenly silent.
Apparently, he hadn't considered that. Now he didn't know what to say.
After fumbling a bit, he scratched his head. "We guarantee the bones are complete."
Wu Heng replied, "You have two options: first, I pay now but deduct 20%. You get the rest next time. Second, stay on the island for two days. I convert them, then pay."
"We'll wait. No rush," the man said quickly.
His face fell at the mention of deductions.
He immediately chose the second option.
"Alright. Have your people move the bones to my ship," Wu Heng said.
The man nodded and called his crew. They moved the mats across the plank to a wooden cargo ship docked at Gold-Silver Island.
Wu Heng and the others stood aside, watching silently.
The dragon team's captain walked over again. "We'd also like to purchase some goods while we're here."
"Go ahead. The island has all sorts of goods. Take what you want back."
The man smiled. "After payment, of course."
"Don't worry. As long as the bones are good, Gold-Silver Island isn't short on money."
"Of course. We trust Lord Wu Heng."
They chatted casually.
Workers kept unloading cargo.
Near noon, all the wyvern remains were on the cargo ship—first step complete.
The count was accurate: 123 as promised.
"Once I've finished converting them, I'll have someone notify you for payment," Wu Heng said, disembarking.
"Yes, Lord Wu Heng," the man replied.
At the port, Wu Heng had Andviel return home. He boarded the Gold-Silver Island cargo ship with his skeleton attendants.
He posted guards at the hold's entrance.
Then he opened a portal, sending the wyvern remains into the zombie world.
The timing was perfect.
Soon, headquarters would announce plans for the Ekow Kingdom.
These skeleton wyverns would be valuable—their presence alone enough to deter trouble.
Wu Heng waited at the door.
Once all bones were moved and the portal closed—
He returned to Gold-Silver Island.
......
Back home, he had lunch with the maids.
"Shanaila said there's a new play at the opera house. She booked seats," Minnie said.
"You go. I'll skip it. Take a few skeletons," Wu Heng replied.
He'd seen some plays before.
Mostly melodramatic love stories—not his thing.
"Didn't you say movies were better than plays?" Robe asked while eating.
"I'll see what I can do," Wu Heng said.
Setting up a home theater or even a cinema wouldn't be hard.
Translation would be the real hurdle.
Xiaoxiao could watch cartoons and translate for Beni, but Minnie and Robe wouldn't understand.
"Okay," Robe nodded.
After lunch—
The three maids dressed up and left to meet Shanaila.
Wu Heng returned to his study and entered the zombie world.
......
Zombie world.
At the port, wyvern bones wrapped in mats were neatly arranged. Skeleton warriors cut the ropes, revealing the bones.
Wu Heng raised his staff and cast [Battlefield of the Dead].
A gray-white glow spread. Amid the grinding of bones—
The skeleton wyverns rose and took flight, circling in tight formation.
Wu Heng glanced over. All had been converted. None remained.
The dragon team hadn't cheated—no fake bones.
The sight of so many flying skeletons drew attention.
Survivors gathered, staring in awe at the circling wyverns.
Even knowing they were undead soldiers—
The sheer number was terrifying.
"Disperse. Get back to work," Qi Hancai barked, scattering the onlookers.
She walked over. "That's a lot of skeleton wyverns."
"Have them land and wait here," Wu Heng instructed Big Head.
Whoosh~!
Over a hundred skeleton wyverns landed, lined up neatly.
Qi Hancai said, "Don't keep them flying. Some folks were praying to them."
"Haven't they seen skeletons before?"
"New survivors," Qi Hancai explained. "We found a bunch of bikes at Seaside Port."
"Already?"
"They're everywhere. And we located a factory."
"Nice. How about ships?" Wu Heng asked.
"Some fishing boats and a huge cargo vessel at Mountain Cauldron Port."
Wu Heng paused to think.
"Assign a skeleton that can sail. I'm heading to Seaside Port."
"Understood." Qi Hancai quickly made arrangements.
Soon, a ship docked.
Wu Heng boarded and sailed for Seaside Port.
......
Guild HQ.
"Bold. Blocking news of a steward's murder?"
"I bet someone in the Ekow Kingdom is behind it."
"They're stalling. Afraid of our interference."
"Why bother with their royal family? Replace them."
"Depends what the leader decides."
The news reached headquarters quickly.
When they learned the Ekow Kingdom was suppressing the steward's death, outrage erupted.
If this escalated, even royalty could be replaced.
Now it was up to the Ekow Kingdom to deal with the consequences.