Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

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　L Nest, the location of Singularity Technology.

　As one of the soldiers guarding this place, Odysseus has been struggling these past few days.

　Should I betray Company L?

　It's not a problem of mindset, but rather a physical, instinctive resistance.

　The words "Wings of the World" held immense power over city dwellers; it was an enormous behemoth that blotted out the sky, and individual strength seemed like that of an ant before it. Odysseus was apprehensive about tampering with it.

　"However, that person..."

　The person who brought Benjamin endorphin energy but arrived late—that charisma, that ability…

　"They pushed aside Company A's presentation... And the ability to conjure objects out of thin air, that must be Singularity Technology!"

　The dimensional bags on the market are all traceable; no matter how much stuff they hold, they still need a physical object as a foundation. But An Daohao can conjure up a suitcase with a flick of his wrist, and even Odysseus couldn't tell where it came from.

　"That cold, golden gaze... the ability to suppress me in place with just one glance."

　"hiss……"

　Odysseus didn't dare voice his guess. The highest-ranking leader you usually meet is the head of security. Who would have thought you'd encounter... the real Heaven?

　"boom!"

　Just as Odysseus was gazing out the window in a daze, a loud explosion jolted her from her reverie, followed by a crimson serpent of fire and billowing smoke that shot into the sky! The heatwave could be felt even a kilometer away!

　"This is... an energy plant explosion!?"

　Odysseus's pupils contracted as he estimated the location of the explosion, a tremor running through him!

　L Company's energy production plants are all heavily guarded, with top-notch safety standards. How could they suddenly explode?!

　Odysseus hurriedly turned around to ask for details, but before she could take more than a few steps, explosions came from all directions! One of them even came right from where she was stationed!

　"Boom! Crash!"

　After the explosion, the high-temperature shockwave shattered all the windows in the stairwell! The building trembled! A ringing in his ears! Odysseus was instantly knocked to the ground! He couldn't get up for a long time!

　"Attack! Attack! A lot of masked people have stormed in!"

　"Guards, hold your ground! You must hold out until reinforcements arrive!"

　"You dare attack World Wings' energy plant?! Which gang are you?! Are you tired of living?!"

　My brain was buzzing, as if someone was banging drums and gongs in my head, and my ears felt wet, which meant there was bleeding!

　"asshole!"

　It was a soldier's duty! Odysseus braced himself with his hands on the ground, shook his head, wiped the bloodstains from his face, forced himself to come to his senses, and staggered to his feet to join the guard duty!

　However, she stopped after taking only two steps, as she suddenly remembered what Benjamin had told her.

　"At the opportune moment, when all your defenses will be diverted, you just need to take this opportunity to break the singularity's defenses and expose it to the outside."

　"...Is this the right time?"

　Odysseus's dark red face turned deathly pale, and he instantly understood everything.

　Strong fortresses are always breached from within. While external attacks and explosions may seem intense, it is actually extremely difficult to penetrate them, let alone precisely strike the singularity's defensive facilities.

　Logically speaking, they shouldn't have known there was a singularity here. They were just creating chaos by watching the energy plant explode in various parts of the nest, so that the L Company's higher-ups wouldn't know their true objective. Then, they would be the ones to deliver the final blow!

　"...It's going to be done."

　The opportunity was fleeting, and she had no way out. Even if L Company was the world's leading company, it would still be doomed under the targeting of the other wings and... him!

　After a moment of silence, Odysseus turned and walked deeper into the building, turning corners, going downstairs, and winding his way to what appeared to be a basement, where he saw the guards protecting him.

　"Odysseus, what brings you here? What's the situation outside?"

　They were the personnel responsible for protecting the singularity, and their orders were to stay here, so even though there were explosions and tremors outside, they could not go out!

　"A group of gangsters blew up the energy storage tanks and are attacking the defenses here. I was worried, so I came to check if they were alright."

　More vampire warriors, together with their human minions, cleverly utilized the terrain to launch a full-scale and fierce offensive.

　Although they were not as well-equipped as the Allied forces, the vampires effectively narrowed the gap between the two sides by using the extraordinary mobility granted by their bat wings and their diverse spell-like abilities.

　On the battlefield, vampire warriors move like phantoms, accurately unleashing a dense barrage of bullets while moving at high speed, making it difficult for the enemy to track their movements or predict their next move.

　In close combat, the vampires displayed astonishing fighting prowess, easily defeating the human alliance warriors with their swift movements.

　As the battle intensified, the human alliance gradually felt the oppression and constraints emanating from the forest.

　Albania's dense forests are undoubtedly a difficult battlefield to conquer for the human coalition forces that rely on heavy equipment and wide field of vision.

　Here, their heavy weapons are no longer as formidable as before, while the vampire warriors thrive, using the terrain to their advantage and gradually steer the battle in their favor.

　If it were on the vast, flat plains of the Bode Plains, the heavy armored forces of the human alliance would certainly be able to unleash their full power, crushing the vampires into dust with overwhelming force.

　However, in the Albanian forests at this moment, such fantasies seem so pale and powerless.

　Faced with the vampires' all-out counterattack, General Joseph, the commander of the human alliance, faces a severe test unlike any he has ever encountered since joining the army.

　Under immense political pressure, he had to make a painful decision: to play his most precious trump card before he had even figured out the core strategy of the vampire counterattack.

　"Order: Fleet descends altitude to support ground combat!"

　Inside the command center of the airship USS America, Admiral Joseph's voice was firm and resolute.

　He was well aware of the enormous risks behind this order, but he also knew that he could not and should not defy the will of the elite class of human society.

　As the orders were rapidly transmitted to each of the airships through the efficient command system, these steel behemoths, their surfaces etched with moth-to-a-flame patterns, began to slowly descend, approaching the ground battlefield.

　When their figures approached to within 50 kilometers of the ground, these aerial overlords simultaneously began to adjust their posture, tilting towards the ground battlefield, preparing to unleash their long-accumulated destructive power.

　In an instant, the sky was illuminated by dazzling artillery fire.

　The main and secondary guns on the airship roared in unison, radiating dazzling light. They pierced the sky, reflecting the intertwined flames of battle in the forest below, together creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring scene.

　The artillery fire poured down like a torrential downpour, precisely covering the most densely packed positions of the vampire warriors, as well as every strategic point they might be able to exploit.

　On the ground battlefield, the vampire warriors, who had previously held the advantage, suddenly felt unprecedented pressure.

　Their tactical layout, which was originally considered impeccable, began to show its vulnerability under the overwhelming bombardment of the air fleet, like a sandcastle about to collapse.

　The sounds of exploding shells and missiles rose and fell, weaving together a breathtaking song of destruction.

　The shockwaves from these explosions, like the wildest beasts in nature, swept across the entire battlefield with destructive power, causing the earth to tremble.

　The flying debris transformed into the Grim Reaper's scythe, tracing deadly paths through the air and mercilessly reaping the lives of the vampire warriors.

　However, the airborne fleet's fire support did not slacken in the slightest.

　On the contrary, under the skillful command of the fleet commander, the warships in the fleet seemed to be given life. They launched attacks in batches and rhythmically, ensuring that each round of fire could cause the greatest damage to the vampire warriors.

　At the same time, carrier-based aircraft and land-based fighter jets also joined the battle.

　They flew low over the battlefield, bombing and strafing ground targets with deadly force, further weakening the vampire warriors' fighting power.

　With the powerful firepower support of the air fleet, the human alliance gradually stabilized its position and began to launch a counterattack against the vampire warriors.

　Taking advantage of the chaos and gaps created by the vampire warriors' artillery fire, they quickly adjusted their tactical layout and reorganized an effective attack.

　In an instant, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically. The human alliance regained the upper hand, and the vampires' defeat seemed inevitable.

　Under the cover of lush vegetation, an elite vampire army lies in wait.

　The members of this unit are all elites among the vampires, possessing extraordinary and keen senses.

　Although they had not directly participated in the counter-offensive before, it was entirely because of the mission they were entrusted with.

　It concerns the course of the entire war, and even the fate of the vampire race.

　With the aid of advanced observation equipment enhanced by Honkai energy, these vampires' vision pierced through the smoke and fog of the battlefield, accurately capturing the scene high above, where something was tilting towards the ground.

　A fleet of airships unleashing devastating firepower.

　"Report, target detected!"

　A deep voice echoed in the quiet hiding place.

　Immediately, this crucial information, carrying the possibility of the war's balance tipping, transformed into an invisible electromagnetic wave, piercing through the layers of forest barriers and speeding towards the vampire clan's makeshift wartime command center in Tirana.

Chapter 433 Cursed Crystal

　Upon receiving crucial information from the front lines, the vampire elites at the Tirana wartime command center exchanged glances, seemingly reaching a silent understanding.

　Then, in accordance with the established plan, they solemnly handed over the keys they each held to Beatrice.

　Without the slightest hesitation, Beatrice took the key and walked firmly toward the safe in front of the assembled dignitaries.

　With a slight mechanical turning sound, a wooden box protected by multiple layers was taken out of the safe.

　"Click~"

　With a crisp, long, and skillful opening sound, the lid of the wooden box slowly rose, revealing the treasures hidden inside.

　Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the five magic crystals in the box that emitted a faint, dim glow.

　These magical crystals were precious treasures that the vampire clan obtained from necromancers in exchange for a huge fortune they plundered from the treasuries of small European countries.

　They are not only symbols of the vampire clan's power, but also important cornerstones that ensure the clan's survival in turbulent times.

　Mid-tier magical artifact: [Cursed Crystal]!

　Although the cursed energy in the [Cursed Crystal] is limited, it is insufficient to cause fatal damage to transcendent beings of low or higher rank.

　However, for those high-ranking members of human society who had only undergone the initial enhancement surgery developed by Mebius and had not yet been transformed by the super-transformation surgery, the cursed energy in these crystals was still deadly.

　However, as a mid-level magical artifact, the [Cursed Crystal] comes with a series of usage restrictions.

　First, unlike the long-range curse spells cast by necromancers, the effective range of these [cursed crystals] is strictly limited to within 50 kilometers.

　This significantly reduces the flexibility and breadth of its strategic deployment.

　Secondly, the energy required to activate the [Cursed Crystal] is so vast that it would take a mid-level vampire to exhaust all their magic power to achieve it.

　This stringent condition undoubtedly raises the bar for users to the extreme, making those who can wield such a wondrous object extremely rare within the entire vampire race.

　Although Moros did not grant these vampire nobles a clear path to advancement within the orthodox Ashan vampire system, with the passage of time and the accumulation of resources, there were always one or two lucky individuals who were able to bridge the gap between low and mid-level vampires and achieve the great feat of becoming mid-level vampires.

　Finally, the [Cursed Crystal] is a standard single-use item, and its preciousness and scarcity are self-evident.

　The five crystals represent five precious opportunities to cast a curse. Each use must be carefully considered to ensure that it has the greatest deterrent effect at the most critical moment, so as to consolidate the status and prestige of the vampire clan.

　Based on these considerations, using the [Cursed Crystal] became an extremely serious and important decision within the clan, requiring the joint authorization and approval of the entire vampire clan's elite.

　At this moment, facing the ever-increasing threat of the human alliance, the vampire nobles realized that only by activating the precious [Curse Crystal] could they force back the human alliance and secure valuable space for survival and development for their clan.

　Getting back to the point, Beatrice took out a [cursed crystal] from the wooden box with an almost pious attitude.

　Then, she carefully placed it in a specially made suitcase that she had prepared in advance, making sure that everything was safe.

　Under the solemn and expectant gazes of all the vampire nobles, she closed the wooden box, checked it once again to make sure everything was in order, and then carefully placed it back into the safe.

　After completing this series of ritualistic actions, Beatrice stood up, her eyes flashing with a determined light, and scanned every vampire noble present.

　Her voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.

　“I need to go to the front lines, but before that, there is another equally important task—who is willing to step forward and represent our people in talks with the human elite?”

　Yes, Beatrice is one of the few mid-level powerhouses in the vampire clan.

　She is about to personally use this [Cursed Crystal] in the deep forests of Albania to curse and kill the commander of the human alliance, thus gaining a valuable strategic advantage for her people.

　Meeting Beatrice's gaze, which seemed to pierce through their souls, all the vampire nobles present straightened their backs, displaying an unprecedented determination and resolve.

　These vampire nobles were well aware that negotiations with human nobles would be extremely difficult.

　But compared to the ever-changing life-or-death struggles on the battlefield, this mission can at least guarantee their safety to a certain extent.

　More importantly, if the negotiations succeed, it will not only be a huge contribution to the interests of the community, but also a source of personal glory and status.

　Significant improvement.

　Therefore, many vampire nobles have begun to secretly plot how to become the messenger entrusted with the heavy responsibility of their race.

　An hour and a half later.

　Carrying the [Cursed Crystal], Beatrice arrived at the Albanian Forest, the main battlefield, as quickly as possible.

　What lay before her was a heartbreaking and desperate battle.

　Under the roaring cover of artillery fire from the massive airship fleet led by the floating battleship America, the human alliance advanced steadily, pushing the battle line into the central part of the Albanian forest.