Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　At this crucial moment when this vital experiment in the field of [Soul Studies] had progressed to its second phase, Moros took a deep breath and began to chant those sinister and powerful spells in a low voice.

　As the incantations echoed and intertwined, the air in the laboratory seemed to come alive, beginning to slightly distort and deform, gradually forming tiny and mysterious magical vortexes.

　These whirlpools act like lighthouses guiding souls, directing the soul energy that has gathered into an ocean towards a more concentrated area.

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　Under the control of the spirit wizard, the ocean of soul energy began to slowly rotate, forming a huge energy vortex.

　At the center of the vortex, a purer and more powerful soul force began to gradually condense and take shape.

　Having already memorized the relevant spells in the field of [Soul Studies], Moros knew that the power slowly gathering around him, which made him vaguely feel threatened, was the initial form of the soon-to-be-formed torrent of souls.

　What he needs to do now is to stabilize this energy that gathers the essence of the souls of thousands of intelligent beings.

　He must carefully regulate its flow to ensure that it neither leaks out nor gets out of control, but remains in a stable and powerful state.

　This is the necessary path to secondary compression, and a crucial prerequisite for unleashing the true power of the torrent of the soul.

　The second compression, for the soul energy, is akin to the phoenix's rebirth.

　It not only requires the spellcaster to have extremely high skills and courage, but also a profound understanding and mastery of the essence of the soul.

　Because in this process, soul energy will transform from a massive accumulation to a qualitative leap, unleashing terrifying power capable of tearing the heavens apart.

　Despite being fully aware of the difficulty and potential dangers, Moros remained steadfast in his resolve.

　He understood that only by bravely crossing this threshold could he take a more solid step on his journey to pursue power.

　Therefore, the necromancer took a deep breath, readjusted his breathing and mindset, and achieved an unprecedented level of concentration and tranquility.

　At that very moment, under his precise control, the enormous vortex of soul energy spun faster and more steadily, and the pure and powerful force at its center continued to grow stronger, as if it were about to break free of its restraints and transform into a destructive storm.

　Moros's eyes were fixed on the center of the vortex, his hands constantly making complex hand gestures, each movement accompanied by a deep and powerful incantation.

　These incantations, like ancient ballads, awakened the power dormant deep within the lower-level soul crystals.

　Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his deep eyes burned with an infinite desire for success.

　Just then, the light in the laboratory suddenly dimmed, and the surrounding air began to fluctuate violently.

　it's time!

　Sensing the subtle signs that the second compression was about to begin, the necromancer immediately focused all his attention, preparing to meet the decisive moment in this magical experiment.

　"Soul Stabilization Array, activate!"

　As his voice fell, a strange fluctuation surged through the air in the laboratory. A complex and intricate magic circle was activated in an instant, like an invisible giant net that firmly bound the surging soul energy within it.

　At the same time, Moros decisively increased his magical output and, with his profound knowledge of soul science, actively intervened in the transformation process of soul energy.

　With the powerful assistance of the Soul Stabilization Array, the necromancer displayed astonishing control and insight.

　On the verge of this force breaking free of its restraints and spiraling out of control, he successfully completed a second compression of the soul's energy.

　With the successful completion of the second soul energy compression, the second phase of this magical experiment in the field of [Soul Studies] has also been declared a complete success.

　Although Moros knew that there were still many details to be improved and perfected, he understood even more that success itself was the best proof of hard work and perseverance.

　[Soul energy compression complete...]

　[Starting Phase Three...]

　In between his busy experiments, Moros did not forget to multitask, recording the experimental process and his insights in his spellbook.

　This is not only an accumulation and inheritance of his personal knowledge, but also a valuable resource left for possible future improvements and optimizations.

　He then confidently stepped into the next phase of the experiment, continuing to explore the endless mysteries of his new legendary spell.

　Then, unsurprisingly, the experiment failed.

　The soul energy, after being compressed twice, suddenly went out of control, rampaging through the laboratory like an enraged dragon and causing irreparable damage.

　Faced with this sudden and catastrophic scene, Morros reacted almost instantly, thanks to his keen intuition and exceptional decisiveness.

　Without hesitation, he activated the teleportation spell he had prepared beforehand, and in a flash, he traversed space at an extraordinary speed, escaping the laboratory that was about to be destroyed.

　Fortunately, the protective array of the spell lab demonstrated its extraordinary value and power.

　They not only withstood the violent impact of the runaway energy, but also successfully bought time, creating a valuable window for the pre-set emergency teleportation mechanism to be activated.

　Ultimately, the entire magic laboratory was teleported to another dimension at the last minute, preventing even greater disaster and loss.

Chapter 431 Battle in the Albanian Forest

　While Moros was engrossed in studying new legendary spells, the Firemoth quietly formed an unstable alliance with those ambitious traditional powers.

　Their primary goal is to work together to curb the vampire race's wildfire-like expansion, and only after that do they intend to turn their attention back to the more subtle and complex "differences" between them.

　The gathering of the undead forces in the port of Constanta did indeed frighten these rulers, making them hesitant to act rashly and allowing the vampire race to seize power in many small countries across the continent of Europe.

　However, Alicia's return was like a refreshing breeze piercing through the gloom, sweeping away the fog that had long shrouded everyone's hearts.

　She not only revealed the necromancer's true intentions, but also tore away the seemingly powerful disguise of the vampire race, exposing their true colors.

　This move undoubtedly gave a shot in the arm to those powerful figures at the pinnacle of human society, allowing them to see the dawn of a counterattack.

　Thus, these powerful figures, who were originally suspicious of each other because of their own interests, finally found a common enemy and the motivation to join forces again in the face of the truth brought back by Alicia.

　They began to stir, preparing to launch an unprecedented offensive against the vampire clan in order to defend their position and interests.

　Faced with the growing coalition forces on the border, especially those unfamiliar names from the Mu Continent, North America, and East Asia, how could the vampire nobles, led by Beatrice, not sense the impending storm?

　They were keenly aware that their strategy of relying on undead troops as a shield to bluff and deceive their opponents had now vanished like a bubble.

　Now, they must face a more brutal reality: human society has awakened and begun to gather its strength to launch a full-scale annihilation against them.

　Although the alliance with the necromancer provided them with a degree of security, preventing the extermination of their race in the event of defeat, a loss in this battle, forcing them to relinquish all the benefits they had recently seized, would be nothing short of a long and painful form of slow suicide for the vampire clan.

　The act of borrowing someone else's power is something that can only happen once, not twice.

　The title of necromancer is not a talisman that can be easily borrowed.

　The vampire elites knew that this time, they had to rely on their own strength and demonstrate sufficient power to secure a chance for survival in this contest that concerned the fate of their race and avoid utter destruction.

　In the deep, boundless forests of Albania, a brutal and secretive battle is quietly unfolding.

　The human coalition, relying on its advanced technology and equipment, has transformed the battlefield into a three-dimensional combat space.

　In the sky, armed helicopters soar like steel eagles, using the forest as their stage as they freely shuttle between the treetops.

　The missiles and machine guns carried by these aerial behemoths are like the scythe of death itself. With the precise targeting of the radar system and the tacit cooperation of the ground troops, they ruthlessly reap the lives of the vampires and their minions lurking in the jungle.

　Whenever flames erupt from beneath the fuselage, the earth is engulfed by the brilliant explosion and billowing smoke, completely burying the vampire's traces.

　Faced with such a fierce offensive, the vampires had no choice but to abandon their original positions and scatter into the depths of the dense forest, searching for the shelters set up before the battle.

　In contrast, the human servants were particularly vulnerable. Lacking the vampires' innate bat wings and the agility and resilience granted by magic-like abilities, they could only struggle helplessly under the intense artillery fire, ultimately turning into dust.

　The human alliance's offensive did not stop there; a vast network of drones and artillery support enveloped the entire forest.

　In the distance, the booming sound of cannons, like natural thunder, shook the entire forest, each loud bang heralding the arrival of death.

　Shells rained down, efficiently destroying the vampires' strongholds and blasting their proud defenses to shreds, leaving them riddled with holes.

　On this battlefield, attack drones and suicide drones have become a terrifying force.

　They either swoop down at high speed to launch a fatal attack on their target with lightning speed, or approach silently and detonate themselves at the critical moment, releasing destructive energy that leaves the vampires nowhere to hide.

　The large-scale deployment and use of these high-tech weapons made the vampires' supposedly magical abilities and extraordinary mobility pale in comparison.

　In this fierce confrontation where technology and magic intertwine, the human alliance, with its unparalleled advanced Honkai energy equipment, demonstrated overwhelming power, while the vampire race was plunged into an unprecedented abyss of despair, where every step seemed exceptionally difficult.

　However, the battle horns did not cease because of a temporary victory or defeat.

　The vampires who are still fighting understand that for the survival of their race, they must not bow down to the human alliance. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and traps, they are willing to use their own flesh and blood to overcome these obstacles.

　If they cannot stop the advance of the human allied forces in the dense forests of Albania, a battlefield that theoretically poses the greatest challenge to the combat capabilities of human legions, then even with the survival protection granted by necromancers...

　Without protection, the future of the vampire race will also be bleak.

　Getting back to the main point, just as the human alliance was advancing methodically according to its established strategy, the vampire clan's meticulously planned counterattack was also quietly unfolding.

　As the human alliance's armed helicopters once again swept low over the treetops, attempting to launch a devastating attack on the vampires' hidden gathering point, a group of long-lurking vampire warriors suddenly appeared.

　Pulling off the Honkai energy-enhanced camouflage covering their bodies, these vampire warriors steadily locked the sights of their shoulder-fired man-portable air-defense systems onto the aircraft that were about to bring disaster, and gently pulled the triggers.

　"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

　A series of whooshing sounds suddenly rang out, accompanied by the automatic ignition of the propellant by the electric firing device. Several man-portable air defense missiles enhanced by Honkai energy instantly soared into the air and rushed straight towards the target like lightning.

　The pilots of the armed helicopters were jolted awake by the piercing radar alarm, but by then it was too late.

　"Mayday! Mayday!"

　Fear and despair flashed in their eyes as they frantically tried to evade.

　Unfortunately, all these efforts seemed futile and powerless under the pursuit of Honkai energy-enhanced man-portable air defense missiles.

　"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　A series of deafening explosions rang out in the air as missiles and helicopters collided violently, flashing a dazzling but brief burst of light.

　Immediately afterwards, thick smoke and raging flames shot into the air, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

　The armed helicopter was torn to pieces by the explosion, and the wreckage fell like birds with broken wings.

　P.S.: The sensitive words for Hedgehog Cat are a bit too much, how can this be considered a sensitive word?

Chapter 432 The Vampire's Counterattack

　Albania, Coalition Mobile Command Center, Airborne Battleship USS America.

　This 278-meter-long floating battleship resembles a steel castle suspended in the sky, exuding an aura of majesty and sturdiness.

　Its power section is equipped with three large Honkai energy reactors, which provide a continuous and powerful source of energy for this industrial marvel, allowing it to freely traverse the sky and demonstrate breathtaking flight capabilities.

　With a massive weight exceeding 40,000 tons, the USS America was not only a terrifyingly large creature, but also achieved unprecedented levels of performance.

　Equipped with state-of-the-art electronic systems and precision observation devices, it is as if the warship has been given a pair of sharp eyes that can see the most details and a keen and intelligent brain that can capture every detail on the ever-changing battlefield in real time, presenting the commander with a real-time, detailed and comprehensive battlefield picture, and ensuring accurate decision-making.

　It is precisely these cutting-edge Honkai energy technologies that have enabled the USS America to stand out among the airborne fleets, firmly occupy the flagship position, and shoulder the lofty mission of leading the entire military, planning strategies, and coordinating operations.

　At this moment, this miraculous human creation is leisurely sailing in the vast sky 350 kilometers above the dense jungles of Albania.

　The height was chosen perfectly.

　It not only kept the warships away from potential threats on the ground, ensuring their safety, but also maintained close contact with ground forces, ensuring smooth command and control.

　Inside the command center, heavily armored and protected on the ship's belly, the atmosphere was tense and solemn.

　Soft, bright lights illuminate every corner, giving the space a modern yet futuristic feel.

　A huge holographic projection screen floats in the center, displaying every corner of the battlefield in real time. Colorful dots represent the movements of friendly and enemy forces, weaving together a complex and intricate battle map.

　General Joseph, the four-star commander of the campaign, stood before the holographic battlefield map with his sharp eyes that seemed to see through the battlefield's changes and his calm and steady demeanor.

　With his hands behind his back, his gaze sharpened, piercing through the virtual smoke of battle, analyzing every subtle change in the situation.

　All around, elite staff officers from all over the world, dressed in their respective countries' military uniforms, worked efficiently like precise gears.

　They were either looking down at their tablets or whispering about the latest intelligence information.

　"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, the ground forces have advanced to point A as planned and are currently engaged in combat with a small group of vampires. The overall situation is in our favor."

　A staff officer strode forward and reported the latest developments at the front to General Joseph in a clear and forceful voice.

　General Joseph nodded slightly, his deep eyes still fixed on the holographic projection of the battlefield panorama.

　"What are our casualties? What are the enemy's losses?"

　"Our casualties are currently minor, while the enemy has suffered heavy losses. However, it should be noted that the vampire reinforcements seem to be gathering at point A."

　The staff officer responded quickly, his voice revealing a precise grasp of the data.

　Upon hearing this, General Joseph frowned slightly, quickly forming a plan of countermeasures in his mind.

　"Immediately notify the fleet on standby in Sector B to initiate the attack plan ahead of schedule, and ensure that the vampire reinforcements' reinforcement routes are blocked before they arrive. Simultaneously, order the ground forces to accelerate the offensive pace, and ensure that..."

　Because he was unwilling to be subordinate to others, he believed that he should be the one valued most by Dias.

　How could Moses bear to tell her that the entire Wagit agency, with its 2312 finishing staff, including herself, had been used as cannon fodder by Dias this time?

　"Let's take action..."

　After taking out his communicator and issuing the order to move, Moses, along with the slayer behind him who had a strange expression, wore a black coat, and carried a serpentine scimitar, rushed toward the entrance of the L Nest!

　alt = Moses and Ezra /