Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Upon hearing this, Moros's lips curled into a gentle smile.

　He nodded in agreement.

　“Of course, no problem, Velvi. Here, you can not only continue your research, but I will also do my best to provide you with the best research environment and resources.”

　Then, the necromancer turned his gaze to Mebius, seemingly waiting for her response.

　"Moros, since you've put it that way, I'll give you that face."

　Mebius's words carried a hint of mockery, but more so an understanding of the meaning behind Moros's arrangements.

　If she were alone, she might have refused this protection because of the strong confidence that came from the Fusion Warrior.

　After all, the super-transformation surgery granted her superhuman survival abilities, allowing Mebius to handle even Herrschers with ease.

　However, considering Klein, Cangxuan, and Danzhu, even the usually proud Snake made this decision.

　"However, Moros, now it's your turn to show sincerity. Shouldn't you explain the details about the Herrscher of Knowledge to us in more detail?"

　At this point, Mebius's eyes suddenly sharpened.

　She moved closer, her snake-like eyes, a gradient of pink and green, gleaming with interest.

　As she moved, the soft, plump fruit was squeezed and deformed on the table.

　When faced with Mebius's questioning, Moros's face revealed a wicked smile.

　"Well..."

　He deliberately dragged out his words, seemingly enjoying the suspense and tension of the moment.

　"secret."

　Upon hearing those two words, Möbius's brow furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed again.

　She gently shook her head, a faint smile playing on her lips.

　"Oh? It's a secret? In that case, I won't force you."

　Mebius knew the young man sitting across from her all too well.

　She knew that as long as Moros didn't want to talk, no one could force him to.

　Furthermore, in the eyes of this green-haired, mature female scientist, her relationship with Moros was far more precious than these secrets.

　Even Mebius reacted this way, so Velvi, who was the necromancer's lover and apprentice and had a closer relationship with him, was even more indifferent.

　Thus, this potentially turbulent conversation subsided in a subtle and harmonious manner among the three of them.

　With the business concluded, the three of them detached themselves from the previous serious atmosphere and began to immerse themselves in this rare moment of leisure and comfort.

　Whether it's Moros, a demigod-level necromancer, or someone unmatched in the field of biology...

　Whether it's the rivalry between Mebius or the eight personalities taking turns controlling the body, they are usually tied down by their respective busy work schedules and rarely have the opportunity to relax and get together like this.

　They sat together, enjoying this rare moment of leisure, as if the whole world had become soft and warm.

　On the table, exquisite tea sets and delicate desserts complement each other, creating a captivating scene.

　The aroma of tea intertwines with a sweet fragrance, adding a touch of sweetness and comfort to this tranquil moment.

　The three of them would sometimes sip their fragrant tea, savoring its flavor and philosophy; sometimes whisper to each other, sharing their insights and experiences in exploration and pursuit; and sometimes exchange a knowing smile, the unspoken understanding making their gathering all the more precious and unforgettable.

　In this peaceful atmosphere created by the three of them, time seems to be imbued with magic, becoming slow and long, making people forget the disturbances of the outside world and the passage of time.

　At this moment, neither Moros, nor Mebius, nor Velvi were strong individuals who stood alone in their respective fields; they were each other's closest friends and partners.

　They enjoyed this rare leisure and tranquility, allowing their souls to truly relax and be nourished.

　Unfortunately, in this era destined to perish in the final judgment, such beautiful times are always fleeting.

　As the magical glow of the setting sun gently spills across the table, the hands of the clock quietly point to the moment of farewell.

　This warm and brief tea party, like a beautiful dream, has finally come to an end.

Chapter 397 The Power of the Legion and Discoveries

　As the tea party came to an end, Moros once again immersed himself in the ocean of magical research.

　Although mastering the legendary spell [Soul Torrent] made up for a major weakness in his strength, he still couldn't hide his unease and trepidation when facing the fearsome Herrscher of the End.

　Everyone lives to overcome anxiety and fear and to gain a sense of security.

　Since their current strength is insufficient to give necromancers a sense of security, it is only natural for them to pursue greater strength.

　More importantly, Moros only needs to advance his hero level to the next level to achieve a leap in his strength.

　Don't forget, he had been refraining from visiting those three ancient trees of Cyrena hidden deep within the demiplane.

　【Silena Ancient Tree】: Collect resources or help your hero level up for free.

　When the necromancer reaches hero level 37, he will personally visit the three ancient trees and, with their power, directly raise his hero level to the maximum limit on his character sheet—level 40.

　According to ancient texts treasured by the Magic Guild, when a hero reaches the limit of their hero panel, they will unlock a breathtaking class skill – [Legion Power].

　This skill is powerful enough to reshape the battlefield, granting heroes an unprecedented ability.

　Integrate the forces of your subordinate troops of the same type, and combine them into a devastating combined attack.

　Although the application of [Legion Power] is limited to units of the same type, this does not diminish its power.

　The unique aspect of [Legion Power] is that its upper limit of power is not determined by the hero's own strength, but is closely related to the number of troops of the same type under his command.

　This means that even a novice hero with only level one hero rank can unleash a terrifying attack powerful enough to shake the gods, provided that the number of troops under his command is large enough.

　It is the existence of these professional skills that has led to the evolution of the mainstream combat form in the world of Ashan into a grand clash between legions.

　Imagine if the [Power of Legion] didn't exist; on the continent of Entagri, a high-magic world, troop legions might have long since faded into history, unable to find a foothold.

　Unlike worlds with no or low magic, the powerful beings in high-magic worlds possess almost heaven-defying power, capable of challenging and even overturning the fate of an entire nation single-handedly.

　There, the vast family fortune and the large army appear insignificant in the face of powerful superhumans.

　Those powerful individuals are like gods walking on the battlefield, easily mowing down thousands of troops and displaying boundless power with their own strength.

　To take a recent example, Moros could wipe out tens of thousands of troops with a single high-level battle spell he casually cast.

　It is worth noting that in the world of Ashan, where powerful beings abound, spellcasters like Moros are not isolated cases.

　There are also many demigods of similar strength to him, or even more powerful beings, silently weaving their own legends.

　However, the sudden emergence of the Legion's Power has reshaped the balance of power and strategic landscape of the Ashan world in a revolutionary way.

　In the past, before the [Legion Power], extraordinary individuals dictated the course of the battlefield through their individual strength.

　However, the emergence of [Legion Power] changed everything. This professional skill greatly amplified the importance of the legion unit, making it a key factor in determining the course of war.

　After all, the birth of a demigod often requires the combined effect of multiple factors such as luck, resources, and talent.

　It could even be said that the rise of each demigod is an epic story that cannot be replicated.

　But the military legions are different. Although they do not have the dazzling brilliance of the superhumans, they have a solid backing—resources.

　As long as resources are plentiful, military units and legions can emerge like a tidal wave.

　For Moros, the [Legion Power] is undoubtedly his strongest trump card in his fight against the Herrscher of the End and his pursuit of victory.

　Just as Moros was fully immersed in the vast realm of magic, constantly pursuing the limits of knowledge and power, the landscape of this planet, watched over by the Cocoon of the End, was also undergoing a dramatic transformation.

　After countless days and nights of hard work, the pouring of countless human and material resources, and the meticulous carving of time, the two miraculous cities, [Underwater City - Abyss City] and [Lunar City - New Atlantis], have finally ushered in their glorious completion.

　Even though there are still some minor finishing touches to be done, it is undeniable that both cities have transformed from blueprints into reality, standing proudly in their respective unique environments.

　Deep-sea city, hidden at the bottom of the Mariana Trench, is like a dazzling pearl embedded in the dark abyss. With its cutting-edge technology and unique underwater ecosystem, it has become a bridgehead for mankind to explore the deep sea and utilize marine resources.

　New Atlas, built on the bright surface of the moon, bears witness to the pinnacle of human wisdom and courage.

　It is not only a technological miracle, but also a symbol of humanity's firm steps into the depths of the universe, showcasing humanity's infinite yearning for and spirit of exploration of the unknown world.

　Of course, this is just propaganda from those who have already benefited.

　Behind the glamorous propaganda facade lies a more complex and profound reality.

　The establishment of these two cities did not bring much substantial change or benefit to the vast majority of ordinary people on the planet.

　On the contrary, under the cold and profound gaze of the Cocoon of the End, the establishment of Abyss City and New Atlantis seemed to have inadvertently touched some unknown balance, making the already rampant Honkai disasters on the planet more frequent and intense.

　Unfortunately, humans have always been a species that blindly follows others.

　When the media spotlight focuses on the glorious achievements of the two cities, Abyss City and New Atlantis, and they compete to praise the greatness and wisdom of mankind, who can break out of the established framework and connect their establishment with the devastation of the Honkai disaster?

　But in this complex world, there are always some true wise people who can see through the fog of appearances and discern the truth behind them.

　For example, Dr. Mei, who works for the Firemoth organization, is such a wise person.

　At this moment, the most outstanding scientist among the Moths of Fire is intently gazing at the pages slowly emerging from the printer, which contain her carefully crafted analysis report on the subtle connection between Honkai and civilization.

　"What a despairing conclusion."

　Dr. Mei murmured softly, her tone revealing an undisguised heaviness.

　She was well aware of the weight of this report and the potential impact it could have.

　However, for the sake of humanity's future, she had to step forward and reveal the truth to the world.

　So she picked up the heavy report and strode confidently toward the main conference room at the headquarters of the Fire Moth.

Chapter 398 The Battle for Spots and Undercurrents

　Dr. Mei's report in the conference room of the Moth of Fire headquarters was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

　However, the issue that these powerful councilors are most concerned about now is not the threat of collapse, but the allocation of residential quotas between the underwater city of Abyss City and the lunar city of Neo-Atlantis.

　The councilors, who possessed detailed data on Abyss City and New Atlantis, quickly discerned the population limits that the two miraculous cities could support, knowing that their limited space could not accommodate all the souls yearning to escape the shadow of the necromancer.

　After all, besides these councilors of the Firemoth Council, the powerful and wealthy at the top of the human society pyramid also covet the right to reside in Abyss City and New Atlantis.

　What's more troublesome is that these powerful figures not only want to secure a place in the new world, but also attempt to seamlessly transfer their old privileges and luxuries to these two pristine lands located in the deep sea and on the moon.

　Their demand for a large number of servants to move in undoubtedly added another layer of pressure to the already tight allocation of housing quotas, making the whole problem even more complicated and difficult to resolve.

　Dr. Mei stood on the podium, looking down at the noisy members of parliament, feeling an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

　Although this was not the first time she had witnessed such a scene, nor the first time she had seen the true colors of these congressmen, the situation at this moment made her feel an unprecedented heaviness and sorrow.

　For the first time, she genuinely doubted whether humans driven by selfish desires could truly work together to overcome the impending collapse that was about to devour everything.

　However, Dr. Mei is still Dr. Mei.

　With extraordinary perseverance

　With wisdom, after a brief moment of distraction, she quickly adjusted her mindset, transforming that heavy doubt and sorrow into an even stronger belief.

　She believes that, in the face of the threat of collapse, humanity's future is not without hope.

　As long as you work hard enough, you will definitely be able to find a way to defeat the Honkai.

　Dr. Mei straightened her back once more, her eyes gleaming with an indomitable light.

　She decided to prove everything through her actions—to prove that civilization originated from fiction, but transcends reality.

　Everyone needs something to push themselves to keep moving forward.

　Kevin in the original universe is like this, and so is Dr. May.

　The fierce competition for residence slots in Abyss City and New Atlantis is in reality a grand feast limited to a very small number of powerful and wealthy individuals.

　For most ordinary people who work silently within the social machine, these two miraculous cities, on which the powerful and wealthy place their hopes, are more like unattainable, dazzling stars in the night sky, shimmering with alluring light, yet only to be admired from afar.

　Besides offering these people some solace and endless dreams for the future, it also provides them with some topics of conversation during their leisure time.

　Whether it's the glorious future of Abyss City and New Atlas, or the heroic struggle of the Moth of Fire against the Honkai disaster, in the eyes of those working-class people who toil away for a living every day, it all seems like a story from another world.

　For them, maintaining their family's basic needs and ensuring a stable life are the most urgent and realistic pursuits.

　However, beneath the seemingly calm surface, undercurrents are surging.

　Since the Third Great Collapse, the frequency of Collapse disasters on this planet has been increasing, and the intensity of each Collapse disaster has also been increasing.

　On this land ravaged by the Honkai disaster, innocent lives drifted away like fallen leaves, countless families were torn apart under the iron heel of Honkai, the bonds of kinship were torn apart, leaving behind only desolation and despair.

　For those survivors struggling to survive in despair, their suffering has only just begun.

　These survivors are deeply scarred by the shadow of collapse, and every night they may relive the painful moments of losing loved ones and friends in their nightmares.

　Their world, once warm and harmonious, is now nothing but a cold ruin and endless loneliness.

　Even more cruelly, the Honkai not only took away their loved ones, but also ruthlessly destroyed their original life trajectory.