Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The captain of the Moth Chasing Flame Special Operations Team, despite his bravery and fearlessness, is merely a cog in the vast machine of the organization.

　The full-time housewife who devoted herself wholeheartedly to her family, though her life was full of love and dedication, seemed to maintain an insurmountable distance from the core of power.

　They do not seem to be qualified to be personally involved by Congressman Eugene.

　However, everything changes when Blanca's past is revealed—she was once Möbius's right-hand woman.

　The name Möbius alone is enough to shake the entire Moth of Fire and even the entire human society.

　What is even more remarkable is her complex relationship with the necromancer.

　This connection makes anything related to Möbius exceptionally sensitive and requires extra caution.

　Representative Eugene and Representative Wang exchanged a glance; no words were needed, and their unprecedented determination and resolve were already clear to each other.

　They understood that this matter could not be delayed.

　If the necromancer or Mebius learns of this first, the Firemoth will face an unprecedented crisis, and may even be dragged into an abyss of no return by that foolish and ambitious man.

　With neither Abyss City nor New Atlantis able to guarantee they could stop the necromancers, such consequences were something they absolutely did not want to, and could not afford to, bear.

　To prevent such a terrible thing from happening, the two had already made up their minds.

　They decided to take the initiative and inform the necromancer directly, thereby disassociating the Fire Moth from the incident.

　Furthermore, this move can also be seen as a subtle gesture of goodwill towards that powerful superhuman.

　In the complex game of politics, such favors can often bring unexpected benefits.

　Moreover, they also saw this as a rare opportunity to assess the true strength of the necromancer.

　Both Senator Eugene and Senator Wang were curious whether the mysterious necromancer's power could penetrate the deep Mariana Trench and reach the darkest corners of the earth.

　Or perhaps it could cross the vast expanse of space and influence New Atlas, located 38 kilometers away on the lonely and distant far side of the moon.

　Only by answering these questions can the Fire Moth more accurately assess the strength and status of the necromancer, thereby gaining a more advantageous position in future political games.

Chapter 401 Möbius's Plea for Help

　"Moros, you'd better have something urgent to discuss with me. My research institute is very busy with its relocation."

　Wearing a neat white lab coat, Möbius stepped into the Lord's Hall on the top floor of the [Congress] with a gloomy face.

　Since adopting Moros's suggestion and deciding to travel to the demiplane with Klein, Cangxuan, Danzhu, and others, she has been working tirelessly on the arduous task of migrating valuable data from the Queensland Research Institute to the newly built research institute in the demiplane.

　At this critical moment, the necromancer's urgent magical message shattered the silence like a thunderclap, demanding that she immediately abandon everything she was doing and go to the meeting.

　This sudden request left Möbius feeling bewildered and even slightly displeased.

　She pondered to herself, what could be so important that it could attract that person's attention?

　Why is the necromancer, who is usually cautious, in such a hurry?

　However, out of trust and understanding for Moros, the beautiful snake adjusted her mindset and temporarily entrusted the tedious task of relocating the research institute to Klein. She then drove through the night and headed straight for the cemetery city that stood in the center of the demiplane.

　When the two finally faced each other, Mebius keenly noticed the equally solemn expression on Moros's face, and an ominous premonition arose within him.

　Without any further pleasantries, Morros proceeded to recount the astonishing information he had obtained from Congressman William.

　Upon receiving the valuable intelligence shared by MP Eugene and MP Wang, MP William immediately realized its significance.

　Without the slightest hesitation, he presented this intelligence, which was destined to unleash a bloodbath, to his lord as quickly as possible.

　That is, the necromancer standing in front of Mebius at this moment.

　"According to reliable intelligence, a group of ruthless individuals on the North American continent are using your former assistant's daughter as a test subject for human experimentation."

　These words, like a dagger sculpted from ice, pierced Mebius's heart with unerring precision, filling her with unprecedented rage.

　"what?!"

　Möbius's voice suddenly rose, almost piercing the quiet and gloomy space.

　Her eyes widened instantly, her pinkish-green snake pupils flashing with uncontrollable rage.

　"How dare they!"

　Mebius's voice was low and hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with gritted hatred.

　Her mind flashed back to the moments she had worked with Blanca, and the innocent smile of Blanca's daughter, Gretchen.

　Now, all this beauty has been cruelly trampled on the cold laboratory table.

　How could this not break her heart and fill her with rage?

　"Moros, I need your help!"

　Taking a sudden step forward, Mebius made no attempt to hide his distress signal to the necromancer.

　As one of the three most outstanding scientists of this era, even though she had left the Firemoth and even though her reputation was terrible, Möbius's abilities and value still attracted the attention and enticements of many forces.

　For this reason, Mebius knew all too well how terrifying the power of the ruler of the North American continent was.

　She knew that even though she had transformed into a fusion warrior, she could not rescue Gretsch from the North American continent on her own.

　So this time, the usually stubborn snake unusually put aside her pride and defensiveness, and directly opened her heart to Moros, seeking help.

　"it is good."

　Without the slightest hesitation, Moros immediately agreed to Mebius's request.

　All the hardships in this world are due to the inadequacy of the person involved.

　It is obvious that as a demigod-level necromancer, his strength is sufficient to support him in making such a decision.

　"Let's save people first, and then..."

　Moros paused slightly, as if giving Mebius a moment to think.

　Then, his tone became resolute and ruthless.

　"I will make those who dare to participate pay a bloody price!"

　"Ok!"

　Upon hearing Moros's menacing assurance, Mebius nodded emphatically.

　She had a certain understanding of Moros's strength and methods, and believed that he would keep his word.

　"So, do you have any specific action plans?"

　As one of the most intelligent people of her time, once she regained her composure, Mebius immediately demonstrated her extraordinary wisdom and keen insight.

　She hoped that Morros could provide a foolproof plan to ensure Gretchen's absolute safety.

　However, she ultimately underestimated the young man in the brown cloak before her.

　"A plan? We don't need that."

　Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of displeasure flashed in Mebius's eyes.

　She didn't want Gretchen, who had already endured suffering that was beyond her years, to suffer any additional risks.

　Seemingly sensing the subtle change in Mebius's heart, Moros smiled gently and explained.

　"Don't worry, I'm not acting rashly. In fact, I've already sent the nearest vengeful spirit to infiltrate that hospital. I'll get the exact teleportation coordinates of Gretsch's ward in a short while."

　As Moros explained, the doubts in Mebius's mind gradually dissipated.

　She understands the wonders of teleportation magic.

　Since Moros decided to use teleportation magic to carry out the rescue, she naturally had no objections.

　Mebius didn't have to wait long; after about five or six minutes, a strange light flashed in the necromancer's eyes.

　"We've got the coordinates, let's go."

　With that, Moros, in his capacity as the master of the demiplane, opened a demiplane portal leading directly to the North American continent.

　North America, Illinois.

　"This is the hospital, right?"

　Mebius stood on one side of the wide road, gazing...

　Before him stood a magnificent medical complex, and a pair of snake-like eyes, tinged with pink and green, narrowed slightly.

　Beside her, a necromancer draped in the Cloak of Death's Shadow and wielding the Staff of the Underworld maintained a spell that diminished his presence, adding an air of secrecy to the impending operation.

　“That’s right. According to the reports from the vengeful spirits I sent, Gretchen is currently imprisoned in Building C of the park, five levels underground.”

　The vengeful spirits are completely different from the Honkai Beasts; the power system they rely on has nothing to do with Honkai energy.

　In this context, the testing equipment in this hospital, which relies on modern technology, naturally cannot detect their presence.

　Perhaps in the more technologically advanced Mu Continent, there are cutting-edge devices capable of detecting the existence of vengeful spirits, but such devices are clearly not yet available here.

　He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

　"Perhaps because they are wary of you, or perhaps because they consider that Hen and Blanca will visit their daughter from time to time, the hospital's higher-ups have gone to great lengths to conceal their true intentions..."

　"No more words!"

　Interrupting Moros's words, Mebius, with a rather unpleasant expression, looked at the young man beside him.

　"Let's go in and rescue them!"

　"Then……"

　"Do what you're supposed to do!"

Chapter 402 Rescue Operation

　Seeing that Mebius's face was growing increasingly gloomy, Moros stopped talking nonsense.

　He closed his eyes, cast a detection spell, and confirmed Gretchen's location one last time.

　As a demigod-level necromancer, Moros's spellcasting ability is beyond doubt.

　In just a few breaths, he pinpointed Gretchen's exact location with perfect clarity through the feedback from his detection spell.

　"let's go."

　After saying that, Moros suddenly waved the [Netherworld Staff] in his hand, which emitted a ghostly green glow, and opened a short-range teleportation portal directly to Gretsch's ward.

　Through the dreamlike, ethereal blue light of the portal, Möbius could clearly see the blue-haired little girl lying quietly on the other side of the hospital bed.

　Her blue hair, like fine silk, spread gently on the white pillow, making her appear exceptionally delicate and endearing.

　"Graysh!"

　With a gentle call, Mebius stepped forward without hesitation, passing through the portal and entering Gretchen's hospital room.

　Following closely behind Mebius, the necromancer also entered the ward.

　He was also touched when he saw Gretsch's peaceful and lovely sleeping face.

　Is this the future "Stars"?

　While silently reciting the mantra, Moros's hands moved with mechanical precision and speed.

　He used a super magic technique called [Instant Spellcasting] to unleash the first-level destructive spell [Magic Arrow] in an instant.

　Two blue-purple energy arrows shot out like lightning, piercing the chests of the two security personnel who had sensed something amiss and were about to rush into the ward, ending their mission.

　However, even with such decisive and efficient actions, Moros could not prevent the alarm from sounding.

　The security system of such a secretive experimental base is more stringent than imagined; any slight disturbance can trigger a chain reaction.

　The moment Mebius rushed out of the portal and stepped into the ward, the guards outside the door had already keenly sensed the abnormality.

　These guards are all elites who have undergone rigorous selection and training.

　Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately activated the emergency plan.

　While urgently reporting the situation to their superiors via an encrypted channel, they swiftly stormed into the ward armed with weapons, ready to decisively suppress any potential threats.

　But what awaited them was the necromancer's deadly spell.

　Awakened by the sharp and piercing alarm, the blue-haired little girl rubbed her still sleepy eyes.

　"Hmm...Grandma Mebius?"

　When her gaze fell upon the familiar green-haired figure beside the hospital bed, Gretchen's face instantly broke into a radiant smile.

　Upon seeing this, Mebius's lips unconsciously curved into a gentle smile.

　"Gresh, remember, don't let Alicia lead you astray."