Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　[Instant Cast - Doomsday Judgment]!

　In these final moments, Moros decided to use this magnificent legendary spell to offer the most solemn funeral ceremony to the most powerful fusion warrior of the former civilization.

　The next moment, crimson fire elemental clouds rapidly gathered, blotting out the sun.

　Immediately afterwards, endless dark red flame bubbles dripped down like raindrops, each drop containing enough energy to destroy a Titan mech.

　Faced with this devastating offensive, Kevin did not back down.

　He gripped the greatsword of ice tightly, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

　He understood that this was his last battle, and the final contribution he could make to humanity, to civilization, and to his comrades.

　Kevin wielded his greatsword of ice, shattering the deadly flame bubbles one by one.

　Through his valiant efforts, he actually managed to survive the initial phase of the "Doomsday Judgment".

　But this is Kevin's limit.

　As the dazzling pillar of light, like a solar flare, crashed down from the sky, this fusion warrior, bearing the inscription of "Salvation," could no longer withstand this final judgment.

Chapter 356 Tearing the Seal

　"ended."

　Moros stared at the spot where Kevin was mercilessly engulfed by the pillar of flames, and after a long silence, gently waved his hand.

　The next moment, a rod-shaped object, whose original form was almost unrecognizable, leaped out from the vitrified ground and then hovered steadily in front of him.

　The Third Divine Key - The Key of Judgment - The Seven Thunders of Purification!

　This divine key, which embodies the cutting-edge technology of a previous civilization, has been severely damaged and is no longer able to withstand the strain after being subjected to overload and the fierce battle between Moros and Kevin.

　Even though it is not completely destroyed yet, judging from its dilapidated state, it is already teetering on the brink of collapse.

　However, this is not important to necromancers.

　This certainly doesn't mean that Moros has the ability to repair technological marvels of the level of the Divine Key.

　On the path of technology, the necromancer is nine out of ten orifices open—but completely clueless.

　But Moros never intended to repair the Seven Thunders of Purification.

　For the Seven Thunders of Purification, a divine key born specifically for battle, all he ever sought was its core—the Herrscher Core containing the power and authority of the Herrscher of Thunder from the previous civilization.

　Without hesitation, he cast a spell, destroying the remaining parts of the Seven Lightnings of Purification one by one, until the Herrscher core, like a flawless gem, was revealed.

　Carefully placing it into his storage ring, Moros began to chant a new incantation in a low voice.

　Even for a demigod-level necromancer, breaking the seal created by Su using the power of the Second Divine Key, Thousand Realms, would be no easy task and would require the utmost effort.

　Having just finished a fierce battle with Kevin, Moros's strength was also significantly depleted.

　Although he still had a sufficient stockpile of [Gift of the Magic Well] potions, the necromancer knew that restoring magic power through meditation was a more reliable and efficient option when no urgent replenishment was needed.

　Therefore, Moros decided to take a break and adjust his condition, waiting for his magic power to return to its peak before attempting to break the seal and return to the material world.

　Faced with this man-made bubble world, now ruined by his life-or-death battle with Kevin, Moros needs to find a suitable place to live.

　This is naturally a trivial matter for a high-level spellcaster.

　As the magical energy spread, a mansion entirely carved from ice appeared out of thin air, providing him with a tranquil and comfortable place to stay.

　Five hours passed in the blink of an eye.

　Using a magical technique called "Deep Meditation," Moros successfully restored his magic power to its peak.

　Stepping out of that building sculpted from ice.

　The mansion, as far as the eye could see, still presented the scene of post-war devastation, but none of this posed any obstacle to him anymore.

　Looking into the distance, the spatial barrier at the edge of the world bubble remained as solid as ever, but at this moment, in his eyes, it was no longer an indestructible barrier.

　Moros chanted an ancient incantation in a low voice, casting a summoning spell.

　With a gentle wave of his [Netherworld Staff], the surrounding ruins transformed into hundreds of elemental creatures under the power of the spell.

　These elemental creatures will become the necromancer's powerful assistants, clearing a space for him to prepare for the upcoming magical rituals.

　He didn't have to wait long; in just two hours, a flat bedrock appeared before Moros's eyes.

　With the foundation of the ritual site already laid out, the necromancer naturally had no hesitation whatsoever.

　He walked steadily to the center of the bedrock, manipulating the imperceptible Force Hand to inscribe complex magic circles on the ground.

　These magic arrays will greatly amplify his power, granting him the immense energy to tear apart spatial barriers.

　As the magic circle was completed, Moros took a deep breath and began to chant an esoteric incantation in a low voice.

　The sound of incantations echoed through the empty battlefield ruins, and as the magical fluctuations spread, a powerful and mysterious force began to quietly gather at the center of the magic circle.

　Just then, Moros sensed an equally powerful force of resistance suddenly emerge.

　This is a seal that Su set up using the Second Divine Key, Thousand Realms One Journey, stubbornly resisting his power and trying to stop his actions.

　The necromancer did not back down in the face of this.

　On the contrary, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

　Moros increased the speed of the incantation, pouring more magic power into the magic circle without reservation.

　With the infusion of a large amount of death magic, the magic circles densely covering the ritual site seemed to be awakened stars, radiating an unprecedentedly brilliant magical light.

　The light was so intense that even the naked eye of an ordinary person could clearly perceive it and feel the profound power it contained.

　Bathed in this ocean of dazzling magical light, Moros's spellcasting abilities were as if they had been granted divine authority, resulting in a qualitative leap.

　Every thought he had was accompanied by a surge of immense magical energy, both in quantity and quality, reaching unprecedented heights.

　Level 4 Adventure Magic: Dimensional Journey!

　As the incantation ended, a terrifying force, powerful enough to shake the entire artificial world bubble, erupted from the center of the magical ritual.

　This force was like a violent storm, sweeping across the area and instantly engulfing the surrounding space within a radius of thousands of meters in a state of intense distortion and turbulence.

　Nayusu, relying on the powerful seal set up by the Second Divine Key, Thousand Realms One Journey, was still resisting stubbornly, but under the tearing force of such terrifying magic, it began to show signs of fatigue.

　While the power of the Thousand Realms One Vehicle is indeed formidable, now that Su has left this dimension, the seal, lacking a presiding figure, is naturally difficult to maintain when facing a demigod-level spellcaster proficient in spatial science.

　Sensing this subtle change, a hint of undisguised joy flashed in Moros's eyes.

　He closed his eyes and poured all his mental energy into the magical ritual to break the seal.

　In an instant, the death magic surrounding the necromancer seemed to be a giant beast awakened, suddenly boiling up and transforming into surging black torrents that rushed straight into the sky above the artificial world bubble.

　"Click~"

　Under the impact of this magical torrent, the seemingly indestructible artificial world bubble finally revealed its vulnerable side.

　The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web until the entire dome of the artificial world bubble shattered, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the quantum sea.

　It worked!

　A surge of indescribable joy welled up in Moros's heart.

　He knew that there was no time to hesitate, because once the seal was broken, the existence of the artificial world bubble would be on a countdown.

　Moros certainly didn't want to become a casualty of this catastrophe; he needed to seize this fleeting chance to escape the world bubble that was about to be swallowed by the sea of ​​quantum mechanics.

　However, as the mastermind behind this grand magical ritual, Moros had anticipated and prepared for any possible outcome.

　"The Dimensional Journey Begins!"

　With a low shout, the necromancer swung his [Netherworld Staff] heavily.

　With a crisp sound of space shattering, he transformed into a black streak of light, piercing through the thin spatial barrier and disappearing into the artificial world bubble.

Chapter 357 The Sea of ​​Quanta and Return to Earth

　The quantum ocean is not a real ocean, but rather the more mysterious, deeper, and more vast origin of the universe.

　This boundless "sea" grows alongside the tree of imaginary numbers, together weaving an innumerable web of worlds within the tree-sea system.

　In this quantum sea, the [Tree] gives birth to dazzling world bubbles, which adorn the vast void like stars.

　When sparks of civilization are born within these world bubbles, the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, with its...

　Endless power bestowed upon them abundant energy, allowing these world bubbles to flourish and grow until they became parallel worlds.

　However, every gift bestowed by fate has already had a price tag attached in secret.

　Having received the World Bubble gifted by the Imaginary Tree, one must also face the test of the [Collapse] law under the Imaginary Tree system.

　Those civilizations that fail to pass the [Honkai] trial will have their connection with the Imaginary Tree ruthlessly severed, becoming drifting, rootless world bubbles in the Sea of ​​Quanta, ultimately destined to be eroded by the "sea" and vanish into nothingness.

　This rule is both a cold, hard law of the universe and an inevitable path for the evolution of civilization within the Tree Sea system.

　It is worth noting that the Quantum Sea not only gave birth to all sorts of strange civilizations, but also hid a native species—the Quantum Shadow.

　They roam in this chaotic and deep "ocean," their blue-purple forms appearing and disappearing amidst quantum fluctuations, becoming a unique landscape in the quantum world.

　Of course, only those extraordinary beings who have reached the demigod level can have the privilege of appreciating the full beauty of this magnificent scene.

　For explorers with limited abilities, these quantum shadows pose a deadly threat.

　Without the power to force them into a state of collapse, these ghostly beings become an insurmountable barrier for all extraordinary beings below the legendary level.

　The defensive capabilities of these superposition states are truly astonishing.

　The Quantum Sea, the origin of this tree-sea system, not only nurtures strange primitive creatures like the Quantum Shadow, but its environment itself is also filled with corrosive power, silently weakening all physical life that exists here.

　Even a demigod-like being, if it lingers here for too long without effective protection, will inevitably be gradually eroded by the environment and eventually return to nothingness.

　Even someone as powerful as Kevin, after a thousand years of solitary vigil in the Sea of ​​Quanta, was weakened by its corruption and had to rely on the remains of a Judgment-class Honkai Beast to recover.

　However, for Moros, this erosion does not seem to pose a significant threat.

　He held the exact teleportation coordinates in his hand, as if he possessed the key to a safe haven, and there was no need for him to linger in that perilous, dark "sea."

　Using the undead forces left behind on Earth as precise anchor points, Moros activated the interdimensional teleportation spell without hesitation.

　In an instant, his figure transformed into a dazzling ray of light, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, swiftly traversing the vast, boundless, and deep black realm of the Quantum Sea, and finally landing steadily on the familiar Earth.

　Beneath the vast, tranquil expanse of the Earth's stratosphere, an incredible phenomenon quietly descended.

　Space seemed to be suddenly torn apart by an invisible force, and a deep blue, abyss-like crack instantly appeared and rapidly expanded outward.

　In the blink of an eye, an oval-shaped portal about three meters in diameter suddenly appeared, its deep blue light shining through it like a gate connecting to another dimension.

　From this dark portal, a figure draped in a brown [Cloak of Death Shadows] and wielding a [Staff of the Underworld] that emitted a faint, fluorescent green glow emerged.

　As we all know, interdimensional travel is always accompanied by the unknown and risks.

　The moment the necromancer stepped out of the portal, he immediately felt the powerful pull of Earth's gravity, and his body involuntarily began a free fall towards the ground.

　Even the professional interdimensional teleportation spell, "Interdimensional Teleportation," has an error margin of hundreds of miles, let alone the less professional interdimensional teleportation spell that Moros used this time.

　In fact, the fact that he was able to cleverly position the landing site high in the sky above the Earth, rather than falling directly into the abyss below, already demonstrates his profound expertise in the fields of space science and teleportation. We really can't expect more.

　Unfortunately, it's only been a little over twenty years since Moros embarked on the path of magic.

　The fact that he was able to open the door to the demigod level in such a short time is undoubtedly a miracle resulting from the combined effects of his exceptional talent, relentless efforts, and the hero template.

　For fields that require long-term accumulation and in-depth research, even necromancers inevitably feel inadequate.

　Getting back to the point, Moros did not show the slightest panic in the face of the sudden free fall.

　After recovering from his brief surprise, without him making any move, a magical aura, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, quietly bloomed.

　[Instant Cast Spell: Flight]!

　Bathed in the glow of the spell, the necromancer was instantly enveloped in a light and mysterious magical aura, as if he were being gently lifted by invisible wings. He floated leisurely in mid-air, his posture revealing an indescribable elegance and composure.

　At that moment, he felt as if he had become the master of the sky, looking down at the familiar yet unfamiliar land beneath his feet, his heart filled with complex and indescribable emotions.

　In order to find his place on this vast land, Moros closed his eyes and devoted himself wholeheartedly to establishing a spiritual connection with the undead forces scattered throughout the planet.

　His consciousness easily pierced through the barrier of distance, accurately capturing every detail from the undead army.

　A faint yet unique mark of life.

　Through the convergence and interweaving of these marks, the necromancer gradually sketched out a clear outline of his current location.

　North America, Yukon Territory.

　Upon learning this information, a meaningful smile crept onto his lips as he secretly plotted his next move.

　Since we're here, let's take care of some troubles while we're at it.