Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Alexandria is one of the most important port cities in the southern Mediterranean.

　Moros will certainly have the teleportation coordinates for this city.

　The moment he arrived at the ruins, he immediately activated his entire body's magical protective mechanisms. Layer upon layer of magical aura shone around him, resisting the raging flames, thick smoke, and the encroaching chaos.

　At the same time, he waved the [Netherworld Staff] in his hand and cast a series of wide-area detection spells.

　These detection spells, like invisible tentacles, penetrate every corner of the ruins, searching for traces and the state of Eden.

　The necromancer's gaze was deep and focused as he stared intently at the information relayed back by the spells, not missing a single subtle clue.

　As a demigod-level spellcaster from Ashan, Moros's spellcasting ability is beyond doubt.

　In just a few seconds, he pinpointed the location of Eden from the massive amount of feedback data.

　"found it!"

　Moros's voice revealed an undisguised excitement and joy.

　However, this excitement did not last long.

　Because immediately afterward, he discovered the Paladin-class Honkai Beast charging towards Eden.

　"Damn it!"

　Cursing inwardly, Moros didn't hesitate at all. He immediately mobilized the vast magical power within his body and began to cast a teleportation spell.

　Amidst the dazzling magical light, his figure gradually blurred.

　It eventually disappeared completely from the spot.

　The next moment, with the teleportation array appearing out of thin air, Moros stood steadily in front of Eden, separating her from the charging Paladin-class Honkai Beast.

Chapter 372 The Display and Beginning of Strength

　The sudden appearance of Moros was like the dawn piercing through the dark clouds in Eden's heart, and the gloom of despair was instantly dispelled by the sunshine of hope.

　She knew the power of Moros well; the depth of that demiplane and the vastness of the undead army had already left an indelible mark on her heart.

　Therefore, Eden's heart remained unmoved when faced with the menacing, purple-white, paladin-class Honkai Beast before him.

　She firmly believed that her best friend's strength was enough to easily defeat him.

　As expected, events proved her belief correct.

　Moros casually cast a spell, and a dazzling, blazing ball of fire condensed in the void. It roared out with destructive power, completely engulfing the paladin-class Honkai Beast in raging flames with unstoppable force.

　Before a demigod-level spellcaster from Ashan, let alone a paladin-level Honkai Beast, even a Honkai Emperor, who stands at the pinnacle of lower-level Honkai Beasts, would be nothing more than an ant that would be crushed with a single spell.

　“Moros…”

　At the moment the monster was destroyed, Eden finally spoke.

　Her voice trembled slightly, a lingering fear from the terrifying scene just now, and also an awe of Moros's power.

　"Don't worry, Eden, I'm here."

　As he calmly summoned a squad of undead soldiers, each at least a vengeful spirit, to surround the two of them, forming an impenetrable defensive line, he turned around and gazed at Eden with his deep eyes, his gaze filled with determination and tenderness.

　Looking at the young man who had saved her from the crisis, the older woman with long, soft, reddish-brown hair felt a strong sense of security.

　She took a few steps closer and thanked Moros with unusual seriousness.

　"Thank you, Moros."

　"Eden, there's no need for thanks between us. Protecting you is my duty, and also my honor."

　The necromancer's words were like a gentle spring breeze, warming Eden's heart.

　"Ah."

　She responded softly, her voice tinged with a barely perceptible sob.

　"Moros, you are always like this, appearing when I need you most, using your strength and wisdom to hold up the sky for me."

　Eden's words were filled with gratitude.

　"I... I don't know how to express my gratitude. I just hope you can understand how important you are to me."

　Upon hearing this, Moros's lips curled up slightly.

　He naturally reached out and gently took Eden's hand, giving her the most direct response and comfort.

　Eden did not refuse Morros's offer.

　A hint of tenderness and relief flashed in her eyes; at that moment, all her defenses vanished.

　Their palms touched, conveying a silent yet powerful emotional exchange.

　She and he stood there quietly, as if the world around them had come to a standstill.

　After a while, the approach of a corrupted emperor shattered the delicate and warm atmosphere between Moros and Eden.

　Compared to the previous three cities of Amiria, Hausa, and Damanhur, Alexandria is more magnificent and prosperous in terms of both its vast urban area and dense permanent population, truly deserving of the title of a shining pearl in the southern Mediterranean.

　Himiko, who has now become the Herrscher of Flame, attaches great importance to this land.

　Although she rushed to her next target in Egypt after initially destroying the city, she left a considerable number of Honkai Beasts in the ruins to ensure the complete elimination of all survivors.

　However, even so, in this devastated port city, the number of beings as powerful as the Honkai Emperor is extremely limited.

　In fact, apart from the approaching Honkai Emperor, there are only three Honkai Beasts of this magnitude in the entire Alexandria region.

　Faced with the attack of the Honkai Emperor, Moros had no choice but to temporarily turn his attention away from Eden.

　Admittedly, a large squadron (800 units) of undead troops can defeat a Honkai Emperor head-on with his attribute buffs, but such a victory will inevitably come with a considerable number of casualties.

　Necromancers are unwilling to pay this price unless absolutely necessary.

　Therefore, it makes perfect sense for him to take action personally.

　With Moros's terrifying strength at the demigod level, the mere Honkai Emperor naturally had no chance to struggle.

　Amidst the intense magical fluctuations, the deafening roar of [Thunder Bomb] engulfed the purplish-white, chaotic behemoth that seemed oblivious to the atmosphere.

　“Eden, it seems we can no longer stay in Alexandria.”

　With a casual cast of magic, Moros wiped out the Honkai Beasts that had been drawn by the loud noise and were attempting to carry out the Herrscher's will. He then turned to look at Eden.

　I have

　"How about we head to the Australian continent together? That's my territory. There, I can not only ensure your safety, but also help you put on an even bigger concert."

　After listening to Moros's words, Eden's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was weighing the proposal.

　"Australia...?"

　Eden murmured to himself, then looked up at Moros, a hint of trust flashing in his golden eyes.

　“Alright, Moros, I’m willing to leave with you.”

　Upon hearing this, a hint of relief and anticipation flashed in Moros's eyes.

　With his unparalleled strength at the demigod level, clearing out the rampaging Honkai Beast horde in Alexandria was merely a matter of lifting a finger.

　But his mind was filled with deeper thoughts.

　The necromancer has not forgotten the irreconcilable contradictions and conflicts between himself and the carnivores who hold power in human society on this planet.

　From his perspective, it's a good thing to be able to use the Herrschers and the Great Collapse to cause some trouble for those in power.

　Given this, why would Moros possibly take the initiative to help those power holders who do nothing all day long?

　Moreover, the necromancer harbored an even more far-reaching plan in his heart.

　He knew the principle of "being near the water tower, one gets the moon first," and bringing Eden back to his territory would not only ensure her safety but also create opportunities for himself.

　It would be impossible for Eden, a woman of both beauty and talent, to have no thoughts about her.

　However, he was willing to respect Eden's wishes, and before Eden opened her heart to him, Moros was willing to give her the space and time she needed.

　After all, having advanced to the demigod level, he had plenty of time to wait.

　Getting back to the main point, after successfully persuading Eden, Moros did not hesitate to open the ultra-long-range teleportation channel to Canberra.

　The next moment, he waved his staff lightly, and a group of blazing fire elementals leaped out of the void, replacing the previous large undead army.

　Then, he gently took Eden's soft hand, which was clad in short brown silk gloves, and the two of them stepped together into the oval portal that emitted a faint blue magical glow.

Chapter 373 Tripartite Action

　Upon returning to Canberra with Eden, Moros immediately initiated a high-level remote video conference, personally introducing Eden's identity to every key member of his vast bureaucratic network.

　He then put his promise to the older woman in Alexandria into practice.

　"Inform Margaret and Keane, and order them to prepare an unprecedented concert for Eden."

　Even though he knew that his bureaucrats were all intelligent and that his current introduction would be enough for them to understand the importance of the Eden Concert, Morros still chose to issue the order himself.

　He hoped that this move would send a clear and unambiguous message to the entire bureaucracy.

　Eden's position is unique, and its importance cannot be underestimated or treated perfunctorily.

　The necromancer is a master of the art of manipulating people's hearts.

　He believed that under such clear instructions and high pressure, those shrewd and life-saving bureaucrats would do everything in their power to ensure that Eden's concert would be a sensation across the entire Australian continent, and even a historical spectacle.

　Under the rule of necromancers, opportunities and risks coexist, but wise people know how to maximize benefits and minimize harm.

　If one wanted to gain benefits, there were plenty of opportunities within the ruling structure that Moros had built, which resembled the feudal system of Western Europe.

　Why risk challenging the absolute authority of the necromancer for short-term gain and putting yourself in danger?

　The necromancer is not just any ordinary nobleman; he truly kills.

　Just as Moros was in Canberra, giving a grand presentation of Eden to the elites of his bureaucracy via a remote video conference, across the ocean on the continent of Mu, the members of the Moth Council finally reached a preliminary consensus on the Seventh Herrscher.

　Based on Hua's detailed report, the members of parliament gained a clear understanding of this apostle of God, who was transformed from Himiko, the legendary captain of the former Fifth Special Operations Squad.

　Despite their curiosity and desire to explore how Himiko transcended the boundaries of humanity to become a fearsome Herrscher, reason quickly led them to turn their attention to a more pressing task.

　Having survived six major collapses, the Moth of Flame organization has accumulated rich practical experience in the struggle against the Herrschers.

　Therefore, after reaching a preliminary consensus on the Seventh Herrscher, the Moth Council decided to send enough cannon fodder (crossed out) special operations teams to find out the true nature of the powers wielded by the Seventh Herrscher.

　Obtaining this crucial intelligence is not only a prerequisite for developing an effective extermination strategy for the Fire-Chasing Moth, but also key to ensuring human safety and maintaining world order.

　Especially the latter; if it weren't for maintaining this world order that brings massive benefits to the vested interests, the Moth of Fire would never have grown to its current size.

　As the Moth Chaser Council's resolution was communicated, transport planes took off one after another.

　A special operations team, filled with members unaware of the truth, flew to Cairo, the jewel on the banks of the Nile.

　There, these unfortunate souls abandoned by the Moth of Flame council will face the majesty of the Seventh Herrscher.

　History always repeats itself in surprising ways, just like the Moth Chaser Council's inhuman behavior when facing the Sixth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Death.

　This time, the Moth of Fire Council still did not tell the special task force sent to test Himiko's true power the truth.

　The lessons of the past, especially the collective disobedience of the special operations team when they tested the powers of the Fourth Herrscher, left a deep mark on the hearts of every member of the Moth Chaser Council, like a sharp carving knife.

　The shock and reflection they experienced prompted them to adopt a more cautious approach in subsequent mission deployments.

　To avoid repeating past mistakes, they unanimously decided to adopt a more cautious information control strategy when carrying out such high-risk and highly sensitive missions to ensure the missions can proceed smoothly.

　That's right, the efficiency of task execution is their main focus.

　For those high-ranking members of the Firemoth Council, the life or death of the special operations team members who were truly facing the threat of Honkai was of no importance.

　The key question is whether these special operations teams can accomplish their missions.

　Half a day later.

　Thick clouds were pierced as a fleet of transport planes, their fuselages emblazoned with images of moths drawn to a flame—symbols of courage and sacrifice—approached Cairo, the bustling city on the banks of the Nile.

　Inside the cabin, the special operations team members felt a mix of emotions, both complex and tense.

　Although the Firemoth Council implemented an intelligence blackout in an attempt to create a relatively peaceful psychological space for the team members, this did not completely erase their premonition of the upcoming challenges.

　The members of these special operations teams may not know who the specific enemy is, but the difficulty of the mission and the potential danger have already cast a deep shadow in their hearts.

　This feeling of being kept in the dark filled many people with unease and doubt.

　However, the turning point of fate often occurs in the most unexpected moments.

　Just as the steel wings of the Moth of Fire were about to touch the runway of Cairo International Airport, a dazzling red light streaked across the sky, and a figure with fiery red hair and a graceful figure appeared in front of the group of planes.

　Himiko, the predecessor of the Seventh Herrscher of Flame, was the captain of the elite Fifth Special Operations Squad of the Fire Moth. She had an extraordinary insight and understanding of the operation of the Fire Moth organization.