Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Even though he was defeated, at least he had done his best and had a clear conscience.

　By then, Alicia and Eden will understand his choice and will no longer have any blame or regret.

　Getting back to the main point, with the authority of a demiplane master, Moros effortlessly opened a demiplane portal to Canberra.

　He urgently needed to understand the latest situation on Earth and the dynamics of the Firemoth organization in order to make more accurate decisions for his next move.

　Admittedly, the regularly delivered reports provided him with some information.

　But Morros knew that to truly grasp the pulse of the situation, he needed to personally listen to detailed and insightful reports from the heads of his bureaucratic system.

　Only in this way can he obtain the subtle information hidden between the lines that is difficult to fully convey through words.

　Besides, he hasn't made a public appearance for more than half a year.

　In this era of increasingly frequent collapses and global instability, it is essential for the master of the territory and the strongest combat force to make an appearance.

　Upon receiving Moros's summons, Keane and Margaret—the two pillars of the territory's management—dared not slacken their efforts in the slightest.

　Even within the vast bureaucratic system under the necromancers, they occupy a pivotal position, wielding immense power, and their every word and action can influence the fate of countless people.

　However, in the presence of the necromancer himself, the two remained humble and respectful.

　Because they knew that no matter how prominent their position was in the bureaucratic system, in Moros's eyes, they were nothing more than a tiny cog in a vast ruling machine, and could be replaced at any time.

　"Gentlemen, what has been the situation on Earth during this time? What new developments have the Fire-Chasing Moths made?"

　Without any unnecessary pleasantries, upon seeing Keane and Margaret, the two high-ranking vampires he had personally transformed, Moros went straight to the point and asked about the questions he cared about most.

　After exchanging a glance, the two high-ranking vampires stepped forward and began to report.

　"Your Majesty, recently, Earth has been experiencing an unprecedented Honkai storm, with the frequency of disasters rising sharply. Even our heavily fortified territories have not been spared, suffering dozens of Honkai attacks of varying scales..."

　After Keane finished his report, he pondered for a moment and then made a decision.

　“I will mark out all the locations of the collapse disasters that are still not under effective control, and I will personally go there to deal with them later.”

　As he spoke, the necromancer cast a spell, and a detailed map of the entire territory instantly appeared before Keane and Margaret in the form of a magical projection.

　Seeing this, and knowing that their allegiance was driven by efficiency, the two high-ranking vampires immediately stepped forward and began marking the locations of the Honkai calamities that urgently needed to be dealt with.

　Fortunately, the situation is not out of control, and only eight disaster sites have been marked.

　Gazing at the eight striking red dots on the magical projection, Moros felt a slight sense of relief.

　If he were to return to find his territory devastated and ravaged by the Honkai calamity, it would have an immeasurable impact on his rule and tax revenue in the next phase.

Chapter 366 The World After the Necromancer's Departure

　After thoroughly examining the situation in his territory and ensuring everything was running smoothly, Moros's mind naturally turned to the larger world order.

　Faced with the necromancer's questions, Margaret respectfully began her report.

　"Your Majesty, according to feedback from our intelligence network, the situation on this planet is gradually entering a more tense period..."

　In Margaret's report, the events that had occurred since he left this world were recounted in detail.

　Since the underwater city of Abyss City and the lunar city of New Atlantis were not yet completed, the carnivores who stood at the top of the power pyramid in human society showed rare restraint during this period.

　Although the power struggles and undercurrents between them never truly subsided, these political storms cleverly avoided the territory of the necromancers.

　Aside from routine intelligence gathering and analysis, these powerful figures did not cause any ripples in the realm of necromancers.

　Clearly, they were deeply afraid of Moros's power and madness.

　Of course, this tranquility is also inextricably linked to the brutal event that shocked the entire Australian continent and tragically claimed the lives of hundreds of thousands.

　That was not only a display of power, but also a wake-up call for history.

　It was like a cold iron curtain, completely freezing those restless ambitions and greedy hearts, making no one dare to easily covet the necromancer's territory, and no one dared to challenge its supreme authority.

　On the other hand, the unique system of governance implemented by the necromancer laid a solid foundation for his rule.

　After all, for those in power who have become accustomed to having supreme power and enjoying a life like local emperors, even recalling the era of the democratically elected government, which seemed glorious but was actually full of hypocrisy and constraints, is unlikely to stir any emotion in their hearts.

　Because in that era, the power and freedom they possessed were far less than what they gained under the rule of necromancers.

　Furthermore, the escalating tensions on the Western European plains acted like an invisible, massive magnet, firmly drawing the attention and energy of the powerful and wealthy, leaving them no time to look elsewhere or provoke the necromancers' territory.

　Several years have passed since Beatrice and her vampire clan shifted their strategic focus to the plains of Western Europe and the island of Britain.

　Every change on that land touches the sensitive nerves of the meat-eaters.

　The rift between the native human elites and the vampire race is widening, and the conflict is spreading like wildfire, becoming increasingly difficult to contain.

　The power struggle between the two sides was not limited to covert planning and confrontation, but also manifested in an open and tense situation, casting an uneasy shadow over the entire Western European plain.

　After Margaret's detailed report, Moros gained a deeper understanding of the complex situation on the planet.

　His attention then turned to an undeniable presence—the Fire-Chasing Moth.

　If there is any organization on this planet that can threaten him, it must be the Moths of Fire.

　In particular, the thought that the Moth of Fire possessed someone comparable to the scientific giants Mebius and Vervier made him feel uneasy.

　Even Moros couldn't fully predict the impact and consequences of the unknown technologies that a scientist of May's caliber might develop.

　"So tell me, what exactly has the Fire-Chasing Moth been brewing up during this time? Are there any new developments or plans?"

　Upon hearing this, Margaret immediately composed herself and answered the question from the necromancer she served with her usual meticulousness.

　"Your Majesty, the recent activities of the Firemoth have indeed drawn our close attention."

　Margaret's voice held a hint of seriousness as she continued.

　"They appear to be conducting a highly classified research project, which is kept strictly secret and its specifics are virtually impossible for outsiders to glean. However, based on the limited intelligence we have gathered, the project may be an ambitious, large-scale shipbuilding program."

　It is well known that large-scale fleet construction plans are difficult to keep completely secret.

　Countless materials were mobilized, a massive number of skilled workers were assembled, and the crew underwent rigorous training...

　Every step is closely linked, and a breach of confidentiality in any one step could lead to the leakage of the entire plan.

　It was precisely because the Moth of Fire's shipbuilding project was so extensive and impactful that the necromancer's intelligence network was able to detect its faint signals.

　A large-scale shipbuilding program?

　With a slight frown, Moros's eyes gleamed with contemplation.

　He quickly searched through his memories of his past life and his experiences in this life, trying to find any clues related to this, but the result was a blank.

　The butterfly effect...

　Thinking this, his gaze turned to Margaret.

　"What feedback has Congressman William given?"

　In Moloss’s view, as his representative within the Firemoth, Congressman William should have been aware of such important decisions.

　“Your Majesty, Congressman William has only confirmed that the shipbuilding plan has been approved by the Moth of Fire Council, but he knows nothing about the specific details.”

　"Ah."

　The necromancer's lips curled into a cold smile, the sarcasm of which was self-evident.

　"It seems the Fire-Chasing Moth has grown too big for its britches; it won't even give me this much face anymore..."

　After saying that, he decisively issued the order.

　"I don't care what you do, just make things difficult for the Moths of Fire, and let them understand that some actions are not easy to take, but come at a price."

　"Yes, Your Majesty!" *2

　Margaret and Keane responded in unison.

　"Go."

　As soon as Morros gave his brief and forceful command, the two high-ranking vampires immediately bowed in respect.

　Then, they turned around and quietly left the room, preparing to carry out the task assigned by the necromancer.

　As the door closed gently, Moros immersed himself in a quiet and profound contemplation.

　He naturally adopted Commander Ikari's signature composed posture, his hands elegantly folded in front of his chest, his gaze piercing as if he could pierce through the thick fog and look straight into the unknown abyss.

　Shipbuilding program... shipbuilding program... shipbuilding?!

　Moros pondered these words repeatedly in his mind, when suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.

　"I see."

　He slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with excitement and realization.

　The necromancer knew that speculation needed to be verified, and actions were the best proof.

　Thinking of the tasks he had just given Margaret and Keane, Mo...

　Los already had a rough plan in mind.

　If you think you can shake my position with just a floating fleet, then let's wait and see.

　With a silent vow in his heart, the necromancer opened a demiplane portal and left the land of Canberra.

Chapter 367 The Prelude to the Seventh Great Collapse

　Just as Moros left Canberra to deal with the Honkai calamities that even his vast bureaucratic system couldn't handle, according to the coordinates marked on the magic map by Margaret and Keane, the Firemoth also received news that the necromancer had once again openly reappeared.

　Then, the Firemoth Council urgently convened a high-level meeting of extremely high caliber.

　While the specific content of the meeting remains unknown, their actions—the emergency recall of the First Special Operations Team, which was fighting against the collapse somewhere on the Western European Plain—clearly indicate that the members of the Moth Chaser Council harbor deep concern and vigilance regarding the resurgence of necromancers.

　Given the illustrious backgrounds of the members of the Firemoth Council, their close ties with their respective countries make it difficult for any Firemoth to keep a secret for long.

　Therefore, the news of the necromancer's reappearance spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the elite circles of the planet.

　Unlike the last time he carried out a green-quality hero template promotion mission, this time, Moros spent most of the year on the planet where Sirin was.

　Given the necromancer's current status, his prolonged seclusion will naturally spark much speculation and conjecture among outsiders.

　But now, with the reappearance of the necromancer, all those unfounded speculations and conjectures have burst like bubbles and been completely forgotten.

　Especially after military satellites hovering in geostationary orbit captured images of Moros dealing with the Honkai Emperors who were entrenched in his territory, those who had questioned whether necromancers were in trouble suddenly fell silent.

　With frequent takeoffs and landings of special planes and constant train travel, the elites on this planet quickly reached a consensus that the construction of the underwater city of Abyss City and the lunar city of New Atlantis must be accelerated.

　The urgent feelings of the powerful and wealthy stemmed from their deep fear of the threat posed by necromancers.

　They longed to escape to these two theoretically impregnable cities as soon as possible, away from the intrusion and threat of magic, and to regain their former sense of security.

　Driven by the will of the powerful and wealthy, even more manpower and resources were poured into these two mega-projects.

　At the bottom of the deep Mariana Trench, massive engineering machines are working hard in the dark underwater world, building a solid Honkai energy protective barrier that can withstand all external attacks, creating an indestructible shield for the City of the Abyss.

　On the far side of the moon, workers in heavy spacesuits are working day and night to pave the road to the future and build one habitation pod after another.

　However, even with the full support of the powerful and wealthy, these two miraculous megacities could not have been built overnight.

　Whether it's the unfathomable depths of the Mariana Trench or the remote, desolate far side of the moon, the extreme environmental conditions present unprecedented challenges to the builders.

　Alexandria, Egypt.

　This historic port city is currently immersed in an unprecedented frenzy and anticipation.

　Eden, the most dazzling artist of this era and a global superstar, is about to hold a breathtaking concert in this jewel on the southern shore of the Mediterranean.

　Eden, her name shines like the brightest star in the temple of art. Her artistic achievements have not only transcended national borders, but have also been deeply imprinted in the memory of this era, becoming an irreplaceable symbol of this time.

　Through its relentless efforts and artistic talent that has captivated the entire era, Eden has amassed unparalleled popularity and influence worldwide.

　Today, this passion surges forth like a tidal wave, converging in Alexandria and making this ancient and prosperous city shine even brighter, full of boundless vitality.

　Fans from all over the world, filled with boundless admiration and love for the charm of Eden Art, traveled thousands of miles just to be there in person and experience the awe and emotion that came from the depths of their souls.

　They wore matching support outfits, held flashing glow sticks, and beamed with happy smiles, as if the whole city had become more vibrant and colorful because of their arrival.

　The streets and alleys of Alexandria were filled with a festive atmosphere, and the air was thick with anticipation and excitement.

　As the concert draws nearer, the fans' hearts grow increasingly excited, eagerly anticipating that dazzling, momentous occasion.

　They believe that in this concert, Eden will not only add the most brilliant chapter to his artistic career, but also leave behind an eternal classic, so that future generations will remember this immortal artistic legend.

　Meanwhile, at Getagiburg, southwest of Alexandria, an elite special operations team belonging to the Firemoth is carrying out a mission to eliminate Honkai Beasts.

　Since the Honkai catastrophe loomed over the world like a shadow in the night, such missions have become commonplace for the warriors of the Firemoth.

　Therefore, this time, the special operations team didn't feel that this mission was anything special.

　Especially when their captain, a woman in a black combat uniform with long, fiery red hair who looked heroic, stood in front of them, every Moth of Fire warrior felt an unprecedented sense of confidence.