Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　"Sure, Miss Fairy would always welcome you if it were you~"

　The low voice was mixed with touching moans, like a spark igniting dry wood.

　In an instant, Alicia felt herself being thrown into the air.

　Then came a melodious and alluring song, like that of a siren.

　The next day.

　Awakening from a deep sleep, Moros opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the sleeping beauty beside him.

　Alicia's usually meticulously styled pink hair was now disheveled and draped over her shoulders, and large expanses of her snow-white skin were faintly visible in the morning light, as if carrying the freshness and tenderness of the morning dew.

　She nestled naturally beside him, and the breaths between them created an indescribable harmony and intimacy.

　They were no ordinary mortals; the pleasure did not leave them deeply exhausted, but instead fueled their passion even more.

　So, after the first round of pleasure, they began a second and third round of exploration and exchange...

　Only when the bright lights of Sydney appeared on the horizon did Morros and Alicia stop fighting and fall asleep.

　Gazing at the breathtaking scenery before him, the necromancer, unusually, put aside his heavy thoughts about magic, advancement, and the future.

　He simply lay there quietly, appreciating the beautiful scenery before him with the purest of hearts.

　Time passed slowly, and the setting sun, like a shy painter, gently lifted the curtains, casting a soft golden glow throughout the room.

　In the soft light, Alicia slowly opened her sleepy eyes, leisurely returning from the depths of her dream.

　She stretched her graceful figure languidly, her unintentional charm like a flower in the morning light, exuding an alluring fragrance.

　However, what followed was a subtle discomfort deep within the body.

　This made the pink fairy girl furrow her brows slightly.

　She complained to the necromancer beside her in her characteristic coquettish tone.

　"Ugh, Miss Fairy's body is about to fall apart!"

　Upon hearing this, Moros's lips curled into a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling with doting affection.

　"Ellie, you can't blame me for this. It's just that your charm is too strong, and I can't resist it..."

　Before he finished speaking, he gently reached out and pulled Alicia into his broad embrace.

　Hearing the necromancer's affectionate words, the pink fairy's flawless and beautiful face blossomed into a stunning smile.

　She nestled gently against Moros's chest, feeling that solid support, and her heart was filled with unparalleled peace and happiness.

　"Oh dear, since you've put it that way, then Miss Fairy, I'll forgive your excessive enthusiasm this time."

　With a sly glint in her eyes, Alicia responded in a joking tone.

　"Yes, yes, Ellie is always the most forgiving..."

　Gently comforting the girl in his arms, Moros silently used the super magic technique called [Instant Spell Casting] to release the level 2 Light [Vitality Regeneration] on the pink fairy.

　As the fatigue and soreness accumulated from excessive pleasure miraculously began to dissipate, Alicia's eyes widened in surprise.

　"Moros, this is..."

　"This is a small gift I prepared for you."

　As he spoke, Moros combed through Alicia's long, soft pink hair, the sensation between his fingertips intoxicating him.

　“Moros, you’re always like this…”

　The pink fairy's voice was soft and sincere, like a spring breeze gently caressing Moros's heart.

　Moros smiled slightly, his eyes filled with deep affection and cherishment for Alicia.

　"Because it's you, Ellie, I'm willing to do anything for you."

　The necromancer's words were simple yet powerful, each word carrying his deep love.

　The two exchanged a smile, needing no further words; their feelings were already understood without being spoken.

　After a long bath, Alicia gazed longingly at Moros's busy and focused figure in the kitchen.

　When Miss Pink Fairy complained that her "game" with the necromancer had exhausted her energy and made her very hungry, Moros immediately offered to cook a delicious meal for Alicia.

　As time went on, surprise and admiration gradually appeared in Alicia's eyes.

　She never expected that this necromancer, who seemed to have nothing to do with cooking, would display such amazing culinary skills in the kitchen.

　Washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, cooking...

　The sequence and related techniques were all precise to an impeccable degree.

　As the dishes were gradually completed, the aroma of food filled the presidential suite, growing increasingly rich and complex.

　Together, they form a beautiful symphony of flavors.

　Alicia sat quietly at the dining table, eagerly anticipating the culinary feast that was about to unfold.

　Finally, as Moros placed the last dish on the table, he spoke softly.

　"Alicia, this is for you. I hope you like it."

　Hearing this, a warm feeling welled up in Miss Pink Fairy's heart.

　These dishes were not merely food to fill their stomachs, but also a testament to Moros's deep love for her.

　After all, for a noble demigod to be willing to set aside his status and personally cook this feast for her, the sentiment is so profound that it transcends the realm of words.

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Chapter 429 Separately with the Experiments in Soul Studies

　Over the next few days, Moros was deeply immersed in the gentle embrace that Alicia had created.

　This is not surprising.

　When Alicia transforms her love for humanity into a love that belongs solely to one person, no one can resist it, regardless of gender.

　During this time, the pink fairy also showed an unprecedented level of attachment.

　She was almost completely bound to Moros, like twin trees with intertwined roots and touching branches.

　Whether it was the first light of dawn or the fall of night, she was inseparable from Moros, and every moment was filled with sweetness and warmth.

　Unfortunately, good times are always short-lived, especially in this era shrouded in the shadow of the final judgment.

　As the holiday granted to Alicia by the Moth Chaser Council draws to a close, the beautiful fairy lady is forced to confront the bitter reality of parting.

　She needs to return to the Moth of Fire headquarters on the Mu Continent to give an important follow-up report in order to assume her responsibilities as the captain of the first squad.

　Faced with the impending separation, Moros tried to persuade Alicia to stay, but she rejected his kindness with a firm gaze and gentle words.

　Her reason was as profound and moving as Eden's rejection of him in the past.

　Miss Pink Fairy has no desire to be a canary dependent on others, enjoying comfort but losing the freedom to fly.

　What she longs for is to contribute her own small share to humanity in this era.

　Having deeply felt Alicia's unwavering determination, Moros ultimately chose to support her and stopped trying to dissuade her.

　He then focused his attention on how to add an extra layer of security to Alicia's journey.

　So, with unparalleled care and affection, the necromancer carefully selected several magical artifacts that he had crafted specifically to enhance his alchemy skills.

　In his view, these magical artifacts could provide some assistance to Miss Pink Fairy in the days to come.

　Moros handed over several Summoning Charms that shimmered with an eerie light, his eyes filled with tenderness and anticipation.

　"These amulets contain powerful summoning magic, which can summon iron golems when you need them to provide you with some assistance."

　Next, he displayed several spell scrolls, each containing pre-stored powerful spells, enough to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations.

　"These spell scrolls might be of help to you in a critical moment."

　Finally, Moros took out a few seemingly simple but actually ingenious trinkets from his storage ring and gently placed them in Alicia's warm palm.

　"These little trinkets may seem insignificant, but they possess automatically triggered protective spells. When you encounter danger, they will activate immediately, providing you with extra protection."

　After explaining the mysteries and uses of these magical artifacts to Alicia in detail, Moros's eyes couldn't help but ripple with the thought of parting.

　He understood that while these precious treasures could not replace him personally protecting Alicia, they would certainly provide her with peace of mind and strength on her journey of pursuing her dreams and adventures, making her steps forward more firm and composed.

　"Moros, I understand your feelings completely."

　Gently stroking the seemingly ordinary yet meaningful trinkets in her hands, the pink fairy's eyes sparkled with gratitude and happiness.

　She carefully put these precious parting gifts into her pocket, as if she were carefully sealing away every bit of Moros's care and love.

　At this moment, a more dazzling smile bloomed on Alicia's beautiful face, like the most splendid tulip in spring, warm and bright, illuminating everything around her.

　This smile was not only a response to Moros's affection, but also an expression of anticipation and confidence for the new journey that was about to begin.

　Then, she turned gracefully and walked firmly toward the military transport plane belonging to Moth Chaser, which was parked not far away.

　Compared to the massive steel behemoth, Alicia's figure appeared exceptionally small.

　However, the determination and resolve in her eyes were impossible to ignore.

　With the deafening roar of all four engines, the ground seemed to tremble, signaling the moment of parting.

　The military transport plane slowly took off, carrying Alicia as it gradually ascended until it became a faint silhouette on the horizon, finally disappearing into the vast blue sky.

　Only at this moment did Moros, with the authority of a demiplane master, open the demiplane portal and return to his true home turf—the Magic Guild.

　Upon returning to the Magic Guild, Moros did not slack off in the slightest. He immediately plunged into the deep ocean of magic, immersing himself wholeheartedly in the exploration and practice of profound magical knowledge.

　Now that he has established the closest relationship with Alicia, the necromancer's seriousness in helping this civilization overcome the final judgment naturally increases.

　However, Moros was also keenly aware that even if he gave it his all, given the seemingly inexhaustible spirit of self-destruction among human civilization in this era, their chances of surviving the final judgment were almost zero.

　But this realization did not shake Moros's resolve.

　He understood that as a necromancer, his mission was not to protect the continuation of civilization, but to do his best within his capabilities and have a clear conscience.

　As long as he has a clear conscience, he can face Alicia with equanimity, no matter what the future holds.

　Getting back to the main point, deep within the magic guild, in a laboratory tightly surrounded by multiple protective magic arrays, a necromancer is engrossed in a magical experiment in the field of [Soul Studies].

　Inside the laboratory, the magic lamps emitted a soft yet bright light, ensuring sufficient illumination for the experiments while cleverly avoiding any glaring light that might distract the experimenters.

　Dressed in a magnificent blue-purple robe—the [Robe of Sa Issus]—Moros stood beside the alchemy table, skillfully manipulating a series of complex magical instruments around him.

　Under his precise control, streams of invisible and formless soul energy quietly surged, seemingly imbued with life, slowly flowing through the laboratory air.

　The source of this energy is the carefully arranged low-level soul crystals on the alchemy table.

　They lay quietly in their designated slots, waiting to be properly awakened by a skilled spellcaster.

　Guided by Moros, a demigod-level necromancer, these soul crystals seemed to be given new life, beginning to release the vast soul energy contained within them.

　These energies converged into trickles, gradually growing into a vast ocean, rippling above the laboratory and releasing a mysterious, deep blue light that could be directly observed by the naked eye of ordinary people.

　[Soul Energy Guidance, Phase One, Completed...]

　[Starting Phase Two...]

　Manipulating those imperceptible force fields, Moros wielded a quill pen, recording each experimental step in a spellbook, and began to advance the experiment to the next stage.

Chapter 430 Success and Failure of Spell Experiments

　With the start of the second phase of the experiment, the atmosphere in the laboratory became even more tense and full of anticipation.

　Moros's expression grew increasingly solemn, his eyes burning with a fervent desire for the experiment's success and an unwavering determination.

　This was his thirty-fourth time embarking on this thorny path of exploration.

　Each failed experiment was a double test of Moros's will and financial resources.

　The magical materials worth thousands of Ashan gold coins vanished, which was not only a material loss, but also a ruthless blow to his dream of creating his own legendary magic.

　In the research of legendary spells, it is quite normal for a related magical experiment to result in this level of loss of magical materials.

　Although Moros, as a demigod-level necromancer, had enough annual income to support his extensive magical research, the rate at which key materials like low-level soul crystals were being consumed far exceeded his expectations and tolerance.

　Even with the powerful soul-gathering tool of the [Territory-level Soul Gathering Array] and the [Soul Storage Spheres] regularly submitted by his bureaucratic system, the total amount of souls he could obtain within a limited time was still insufficient to meet his ever-growing research needs.

　However, these real difficulties did not stop Moros from moving forward.

　He knew that only perseverance could lead to success on the path of pursuing truth and power.

　Therefore, the necromancer quickly adjusted his mindset and focused all his thoughts on the experiment in front of him.