Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　With the fall of the Seventh Herrscher, Herrscher of Flame, Himiko, the Seventh Great Honkai Impact officially came to an end.

　After carefully collecting the remains of the Herrscher of Flame, Moros lightly waved the [Netherworld Staff] in his hand, casting a level 5 adventure spell called [Town Portal].

　Amidst the dazzling magical light, a streak of deep blue light, like lightning piercing the night sky, instantly tore through the shackles of space, creating an ultra-long-range teleportation channel to Canberra.

　After glancing at a spot outside the battlefield, the necromancer left the Harijer Oasis with his spoils.

　As the deep blue light gradually faded, turning into countless fine, dust-like specks of light that gently drifted in the air, the reconnaissance team of the Fire-Chasing Moths finally mustered the courage to step into this land ravaged by war.

　Their steps were steady, each step revealing caution and determination. Their eyes were sharp, piercing through the mist of the ruins, like the most astute treasure hunters, constantly moving between relics and ruins.

　The members of the reconnaissance team searched meticulously, leaving no stone unturned in their search for any clue that might reveal the truth behind the catastrophe, trying to piece together the information that the parliamentary leaders desperately needed from the shattered ruins.

　For the Fire Moths, the Herrschers, the divine apostles who descended with the Great Collapse, are undoubtedly their most feared number one enemy.

　But lurking in the shadow of the Herrscher is another, even more unpredictable enemy.

　The necromancer who once infiltrated the Moth Chaser's Tokyo base and successfully seized the Herrscher Core of the Fifth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Ice.

　The captain of the reconnaissance team knew that he and his men were far inferior to the necromancer in strength.

　Therefore, when facing necromancers, he always maintained a high degree of vigilance and caution, and dared not be careless or underestimate his enemy in the slightest.

　Especially after witnessing firsthand the shocking scene of the necromancer defeating the Herrscher of Flame with overwhelming force, he felt a deep sense of fear and awe towards this enemy, and secretly warned himself never to challenge this terrifying being lightly.

　It was precisely because of the wisdom and tact shown by this reconnaissance team captain that Moros did not "accidentally" harm the Firemoth unit that had quietly approached the edge of the Harijer Oasis.

　Upon returning to the Australian continent, Moros did not delay at all and immediately handed over the remains of the Herrscher of Flame and her precious Herrscher core to Velvet and Mebius.

　He wisely chose to remain uninvolved in the subsequent distribution of this spoils.

　As a demigod-level necromancer, he may not possess the same ability to navigate interpersonal relationships as Aquaman, but he has a profound understanding of human nature.

　He understood that once he got involved in this distribution dispute, he would likely become the target of public criticism and ultimately get burned.

　While the battles in the Shura Field may seem exciting and entertaining to outsiders, if one unfortunately becomes the protagonist in it, it will be an unspeakable disaster.

　Therefore, after delivering the two most precious spoils of this great collapse, Moros fled back to the demiplane.

　Under the guise of researching spells and digesting the knowledge gained from the previous hero template promotion mission, the necromancer successfully extricated himself from the gradually forming battlefield.

　Vervie and Möbius, these two exceptionally beautiful and intelligent women, could naturally easily...

　See beyond the surface and understand the thoughts behind Morros's actions.

　Their eyes met, as if a thousand words were being conveyed silently.

　Immediately afterwards, the girl with short, two-tone hair couldn't help but chuckle.

　"Pfft-"

　The serpentine green-haired woman responded with a calm smile.

　"Ah……"

　Their tacit understanding and tacit agreement were on full display at this moment.

　Hidden in the tranquility of the demiplane, Moros's primary task is to integrate the abundant resources he has accumulated through the trials and tribulations of the outside world.

　He visited each of the various troop recruitment buildings scattered across the vast territory of the demiplane, converting all the troop recruitment slots he had accumulated over the years into actual troop units.

　Subsequently, the necromancer used the mysterious power of the [Shrine of the Underworld] to transform these troops from different factions and races into undead units of the Necropolis faction that he could easily control.

　These undead warriors, though they have forgotten their past and lost all emotions, it is precisely this detachment that gives them unparalleled loyalty and absolute obedience to Moros.

　They are no longer creatures driven by desires, require no cumbersome logistical support, and are free from the hidden worry of low morale; they are the most reliable partners on the battlefield.

　Getting back to the main point, after completing this series of transformations and careful planning, Moros confidently stepped into the hall of the Magic Guild.

　With the profound wisdom he had accumulated through four leaps in life level, the necromancer was confident that he could easily master the magical knowledge gained from the hero template promotion quest.

　As it turns out, Moros's confidence was not unfounded.

　In the days that followed, he transformed into an explorer in the ocean of knowledge, his mind thirstily absorbing every drop of its sweet nectar.

　Soon after, he made a new breakthrough in the field of magic and successfully mastered the super magic technique - [Spell Enhancement].

　Mastering this skill undoubtedly enabled a qualitative leap in his magical power, greatly enhancing his combat abilities.

　However, Moros was not satisfied with this.

　He knew all too well that in the world of magic, the pursuit was endless.

　So he turned his attention to the spell library in the middle of the magic guild, where endless mysteries and possibilities were hidden.

　Looking back on his previous hero template promotion quest, Moros's deepest realization was that he desperately needed a powerful spell that could kill instantly and deal devastating single-target damage.

　Although his [Doomsday Judgment] skill demonstrates unparalleled destructive power in group attacks, its effectiveness is greatly reduced when facing a single powerful enemy, making it appear rather clumsy.

　Similarly, while Legion Sanctuary can indeed build an impenetrable defensive system for him, its essence lies in protection rather than offense, and it cannot directly cause substantial damage to the enemy.

　As for [Death Avatar], this legendary spell can summon a demigod-level dragon of death, which can display astonishing combat power in most situations.

　However, when Moros personally faced those genuine demigods, he realized that even such powerful summoned creatures were somewhat inadequate in the face of true demigods and could hardly be the key to victory.

　It was these profound lessons and reflections that drove Moros to continuously explore the vast sea of ​​books in the spell library.

　He believed that within this endless treasure trove of wisdom, he would surely find the powerful spell that could compensate for his weaknesses in combat and enable him to kill a Herrscher-level being with a single blow.

Chapter 379 Legendary Spell: Soul Torrent

　The necromancer's current magical guild is not the same as the magical guilds that are common in cemetery cities in the world of Ashan.

　Unlike magic guilds that only possess a few scattered general-purpose battle spells, this magic guild located in a demiplane possesses a wealth of magical knowledge as vast and boundless as the stars and the sea.

　This is undoubtedly one of the most precious treasures from the fateful deal between Moros and a certain great being in his previous life.

　This magical guild is a repository of all the magical essence and wisdom passed down through generations of the Ashan World Cemetery faction. Its depth and vastness are as boundless as the universe.

　It is this vast ocean of magical knowledge that provides necromancers with endless space and possibilities for exploration.

　He was like a navigator, sailing freely on the boundless ocean aboard the ship of wisdom, pursuing those terrifying single-target destructive spells that could shake the heavens and the earth.

　After several days of tireless effort and in-depth exploration, Moros's efforts finally yielded rich rewards.

　In a corner of the middle-level library, he discovered the legendary spell he had been dreaming of—[Soul Torrent].

　[A Flood of Souls]

　[At the cost of consuming a large number of intelligent beings' souls, a terrifying torrent of souls is unleashed to assault the enemy.]

　According to the records in those ancient magical texts, the power of this legendary spell can definitely be considered one of the most credible forces in the world.

　When the [Soul Torrent] rages, it

　Not only will it inflict immeasurable magical and spiritual damage on the victim with overwhelming force, but it will also shake the foundation of the victim's spirit and soul.

　For those with weak mental defenses and insufficiently strong souls, the impact of the [Soul Torrent] will be fatal.

　Their will will crumble instantly under the onslaught of the torrent of souls, and their souls will dissipate in despair. There will be no room for struggle throughout the entire process, only endless fear and despair.

　As for what constitutes true perseverance, magical texts provide a profound and precise answer.

　It is a kind of resilience that allows one to hold fast to one's inner beliefs and remain unshaken by external disturbances, even in the face of adversity and turmoil; it is a kind of fearless courage that allows one to remain steadfast in one's original aspirations and forge ahead even when faced with the severe test of life and death.

　The criteria for qualifying for a soul level are more intuitive and stringent.

　Only those who have crossed the boundary between mortals and gods and stepped into the realm of demigods have souls strong and pure enough to resist the invasion of the [Soul Torrent], maintain their individuality, and not be devoured.

　This standard is not unfounded, but has profound practical basis.

　In the world of this expedition, the lamentations and resentments of the 300,000 victims of the Berlin Collapse have coalesced into a force powerful enough to turn the tide of history.

　This force was able to shake the will of the First Herrscher, leading to the birth of the legendary figure Welt Joyce.

　Another remarkable case is the profound influence of Fu Hua's memory spanning 50,000 years on the Herrscher of Knowledge.

　It's not just a simple accumulation of memories over time; it's a sedimentation of wisdom and emotion.

　Under the influence of Fu Hua's memories, the Herrscher of Knowledge first identified himself as Fu Hua, and then switched from the Honkai faction to the human faction.

　These two examples clearly illustrate the impact of excessive information overload on the mind and soul.

　Of course, such a powerful legendary spell comes at a heavy price.

　To unleash the [Soul Torrent] spell, the caster must not only consume a large amount of magic power, but also sacrifice the souls of countless intelligent beings as a price.

　Crucially, the quantity and quality of the souls of these intelligent beings, as the core element of the spell, directly affect the ultimate power that the [Soul Torrent] can unleash.

　Simply put, the more souls consumed, the stronger the [Soul Torrent] becomes.

　In contrast, in this grand and legendary spell, magic plays more of a key role.

　An indispensable yet relatively minor starting device.

　Through the key of magic, the spellcaster can guide the power of those souls, gathering them into a torrent of souls powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth and devour all things.

　"This is exactly what I need."

　Gazing at the spellbooks spread out on the table, his fingertips lightly gliding over the leather pages as smooth as a young girl's skin, Moros's eyes gleamed with a mixture of determination and anticipation.

　If placed in the world of Ashan, the intelligent life forms required to cast the legendary spell [Soul Torrent] would indeed be a very difficult problem.

　Despite the brilliance and splendor of the magical civilization on the continent of Entagrey, its light has not reached the daily lives of ordinary people, who still struggle in hardship and suffering.

　Limited by the productivity levels of the late Middle Ages, even though magic added a touch of mystery and wonder to the land, the population it could support was still limited.

　The shadow of war lingers year after year, like a greedy beast constantly devouring precious lives.

　The extravagance and wastefulness of the ruling class further exacerbated the tension and injustice of social resources.

　Against this backdrop, the "resources" that can actually be used by necromancers to refine soul crystals are extremely scarce.

　What makes things more complicated is that the world of Ashan is not just about darkness and death.

　The forces of good protect justice and peace on this land.

　Their existence means that any attempt to mass-produce soul crystals and trample on the dignity of life will face strong opposition and sanctions from the forces of light.

　Therefore, any necromancer living in that world would inevitably face a common problem when pursuing the legendary power of the Soul Torrent.

　How can I acquire enough souls from intelligent beings?

　However, when the problem fell on Moros's shoulders, the situation took a subtle turn.

　Although out of consideration for Alicia and Eden's feelings, the necromancer could not personally intervene and slaughter innocent lives to refine soul crystals.

　However, he could have solved this problem in a more ingenious and roundabout way.

　He can step into the horrific scenes of those collapses and disasters, and in the shadows where ruins and despair intertwine, collect the souls of those who have tragically perished.

　Alternatively, he could set up a soul-collecting array in his territory to silently collect the souls of those who died due to natural laws or the hardships of life.

　Even more remarkably, Moros can also take advantage of the chaos and disorder of the human civil war to silently collect the souls of those who perished in the war.

　In short, based on his experience of four life stages...

　With their extraordinary wisdom, they can always find a way to solve this problem that both conforms to Ellie and her friends' principles and meets the needs of magic.

　He knew that as long as he did not personally slaughter the innocent, even if Alicia and Eden knew about his actions, they would not misunderstand or resent him because of it.

Chapter 380 Eden's Invitation

　After finding a spell that suited his needs, Moros naturally prepared to begin researching this legendary spell called [Soul Torrent].

　However, just as he was about to immerse himself in the ocean of magical research, Eden's sudden visit disrupted his original research trajectory.

　Although the relationship between the two is still not close enough, and this older sister with hair as beautiful as wine-red silk does not yet have the authority to freely enter and exit the demiplane, she is still able to overcome the barrier of the dimensional crystal wall and establish direct contact with Moros in the demiplane thanks to the [Wraith Jar] given to her by the necromancer.

　Faced with Eden's sudden invitation, the necromancer was first surprised, but then filled with an indescribable joy.

　He accepted the invitation almost without hesitation.

　After all, who could resist a beautiful older sister who is as dazzling as a star in the night sky?

　For Moros, Eden's invitation was undoubtedly an indescribable honor and temptation.

　He had no choice but to admit that Eden's otherworldly beauty had indeed stirred deep emotions within him.

　To say that the necromancer had no feelings for her would be a blasphemy against humanity.

　Moros readily accepted the invitation and, before the appointed time arrived, used his authority as the master of a demiplane to open a demiplane portal to the outside world, returning to the brightly lit city of Canberra.

　Following the address provided by Eden, the necromancer traversed the city's hustle and bustle and arrived at a restaurant renowned throughout the city.

　Led by the waiter, he finally arrived at a private room that blended classical elegance with modern luxury.

　Standing at the door, he politely nodded to the waiter, indicating that the waiter could leave.