Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　At the same time, she also needs to delve into the core of Klein's life, meticulously understanding and reshaping his cellular and genetic structure.

　The construction of the new body was designed to seamlessly integrate Klein's original power and memories, while completely eliminating all potential risks and shortcomings, ensuring that Klein could be reborn in an impeccable state.

　Faced with such a formidable challenge, even a genius scientist like Möbius had to exert all his efforts.

Chapter 490 The Divergence Point: Saving Klein

　"The equipment has been debugged and we can now begin creating the body."

　Standing in front of a futuristic-looking incubation pod, Möbius, who had just completed the final data calibration before creating Klein's new body, turned to look at Moros.

　"What do you need me to do?"

　"Just wait on the side. Once this body has finished developing, the rest of the work will be yours."

　Möbius had a clear understanding of her own technical capabilities. She knew very well that with the current level of technology, she was not capable of achieving the transfer of souls solely through scientific means.

　Since that's the case, if she wants to gently separate Klein's soul from his old body, which has already transformed into a thousand Herrschers, and place it in a newly cultivated body, she can only place her hopes on Moros's mysterious and unpredictable magical power.

　"it is good."

　In response, Moros flicked his fingers, adding a few more functional spells to the green-haired girl beside him.

　These spells not only prevent her from ending her own life, but also pave a smoother path for the upcoming soul transfer ritual.

　Under his gaze, Möbius's fingers danced lightly across the operating interface of the incubation chamber.

　As Möbius operated the incubator, the liquid inside the high-strength glass tank began to boil violently, with countless bubbles constantly forming within it.

　This scene... does indeed evoke the feeling of a mad scientist creating artificial humans in a science fiction movie...

　Moros pondered to himself, but this thought did not affect his observation.

　After four leaps in life level, the necromancer's eyesight has reached a level of sharpness beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

　Even inside this bubble-filled, seemingly chaotic incubation chamber, he could still detect that subtle and imperceptible pulse of life.

　Yes, beneath the chaotic surface inside the glass culture tank, a subtle and magical change is quietly taking place.

　Before long, a tiny fleshy mass, only two or three millimeters in diameter, slowly emerged from the liquid.

　Although it is small and weak, it carries Klein's hope for a new life.

　With her superb skills, Mebius precisely controlled the equipment, slowly injecting the nutrient solution, rich in various nutrients needed for life growth, into the glass jars of the culture chamber.

　These nutrient solutions, like the purest nectar in nature, provide a continuous source of energy and nutrients for those tiny life forms, helping them to grow strong.

　Nourished by the nutrient solution, the little fleshy ball developed at an astonishing speed, gradually transforming into a petite and beautiful young girl's body.

　From Moros's current vantage point, this beautiful, fair-skinned body was completely visible.

　Just as he was immersed in the awe of this miracle of life, Mebius's slightly charming and melodious voice rang in his ears.

　"Moros, my work here is now complete."

　"give it to me."

　Meeting those expectant, pink-green gradient snake eyes, Moros solemnly gave his assurance.

　He then took out the Underworld Staff, which emitted a faint green light, from the Storage Ring on his finger, and put on the brown Death Shadow Cloak.

　After equipping the remaining two pieces of the [Death Embrace] set, Moros had a sudden thought and displayed his superb spellcasting skills as a demigod-level necromancer.

　Driven by his will, dozens of invisible force hands appeared out of thin air and began to construct the ritual field for the soul transfer ceremony, following his instructions.

　Although with Moros's current spellcasting abilities, performing this level of magical ritual no longer requires the assistance of a ritual field.

　However, since this magical ritual was prepared for Klein, the one who understood Möbius, the necromancer decided to take the safest approach to ensure everything went smoothly.

　Once the ceremony was complete, Moros gazed at Mebius's captivating figure one last time, then began a long and complex incantation.

　Accompanied by eerie and unsettling chanting, an indescribable sense of gloom and mystery filled the air.

　The magical runes drawn inside the ceremony area seemed to come alive, one after another emitting a ghostly green light, decorating the entire space in a way that was both solemn and eerie.

　At the same time, the dozens of low-level soul crystals placed on the altar of the ritual site began to melt. The soul energy contained within them was extracted by the ritual and gathered into a powerful force, providing a strong guarantee for the subsequent soul transfer.

　Thanks to the blessing of the ceremony venue,

　Moros's spellcasting process was exceptionally smooth.

　Even though Klein had been transformed into a thousand Herrschers, her soul was still successfully and gently separated from her original body by a demigod-level necromancer's all-out spell.

　For Moros, the most challenging aspect of this soul transfer ritual was to penetrate the bodies of a thousand individual Herrschers and capture and release Klein's soul.

　Having overcome this most perilous hurdle, the subsequent soul transfer proceeded smoothly, without any further obstacles.

　In just a few minutes, Klein's soul was safely placed into the carefully nurtured body that was waiting to be reborn, thanks to the necromancer's spell.

　"Whoo~"

　Only then did Moros relax his tense nerves and exhale a long breath.

　At that very moment, Mebius strode lightly to the necromancer.

　Then, she called out softly and carefully in her gentle and delicate voice.

　"Moros?"

　Her simple call contained the complex emotions within her heart.

　There was both deep anxiety about the unknown outcome and a fervent hope for Klein's rebirth.

　"Don't worry, the ceremony was a great success..."

　Stepping forward, Moros gently embraced the long-haired, mature female scientist, offering her his most solid support with his body heat and strength.

　"Look, she's about to wake up."

　Moros's words were like a warm spring breeze, gently caressing Möbius's heart.

　Upon hearing the necromancer's words, Mebius was instantly captivated.

　All her thoughts and distractions vanished at that moment, leaving only endless anticipation for Klein's rebirth.

　Mebius quickly turned around, his gaze fixed on the green-haired girl, Klein, inside the incubation chamber.

　Under her expectant and loving gaze, Klein's body began to undergo subtle changes.

　Her hand muscles trembled slightly involuntarily, and her eyelids began to show signs of opening.

　That subtle movement was undoubtedly the most moving scene in the world for Möbius.

　Her heart raced, her eyes reddened slightly, and tears welled up but refused to fall.

　She held Moros's hand tightly; her gratitude and trust needed no words.

　"Thank you, Moros, thank you so much..."

　“Mebius, given our relationship, your business is my business.”

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Chapter 491 Klein's Rebirth and Möbius's Determination

　"laugh!"

　With a sound similar to a valve releasing pressure, the liquid inside the culture chamber glass jar was quickly evacuated.

　Then, with the steady rhythm of the machinery, the massive glass tank slowly rose.

　Having lost the gentle embrace of the surrounding liquid and the support of the sturdy tank walls, Klein's naked body suddenly spilled out.

　But the heart-stopping fall didn't last long; Moros's magic lifted her lightly into the air, preventing any contact with the cold ground.

　Manipulating the magic, the necromancer smoothly moved Klein's body in front of himself and Mebius, and began to cast a detection spell to confirm whether there were any remnants of the Thousand-Man Herrscher in her soul.

　While Moros cast his spell, Mebius stood quietly to the side.

　She gazed at Klein's body, which was gently lifted by magic, her eyes filled with both expectation and worry.

　As the most outstanding biologist of this era, Möbius's behavior at this moment revealed a rare vulnerability and unease.

　Her hands were unconsciously clasped together in front of her chest, her fingers gently rubbing against each other, as if silently expressing her inner tension and anxiety.

　She was afraid, afraid to hear any bad news from Moros that might threaten Klein's safety or future.

　However, this time, Lady Luck was on her side.

　When Moros completed that precise and crucial detection spell, his calm and powerful voice, like a gentle spring breeze, dispelled the gloom that had shrouded Mebius's heart.

　"Don't worry, it's no problem."

　This brief yet powerful answer was like a ray of warm sunshine piercing through the clouds, illuminating her heart and instantly relaxing her tense nerves.

　Upon hearing this, Mebius could no longer contain his excitement.

　She took a sudden step forward and pounced on Klein, pulling her tightly into her arms.

　Just then, the girl with short green hair opened her eyes somewhat groggily.

　"Um...where...where am I..."

　"Klein, that's great, you're awake!"

　"PhD?"

　Klein's voice carried a hint of probing.

　Her gaze gradually focused, and when it met Möbius's familiar and concerned eyes, a genuine joy involuntarily flashed in Klein's eyes.

　However, this joy did not last long.

　The floodgates of memory burst open, and images of attempting to harm Mebius while being controlled by the power of the Herrscher surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly filling Klein's eyes with tension and self-reproach.

　"Doctor, get out of here! I'm in a very dangerous situation!"

　She shouted anxiously as she tried to push Mebius away, wanting to protect her from possible harm.

　But Mebius showed no sign of loosening his embrace; instead, he pulled Klein into his arms even tighter.

　Her voice was gentle yet firm, full of comfort and encouragement.

　“Klein, listen to me, none of that was your intention. You were just being controlled by the power of the Herrscher. Look, you have returned to your original form.”

　Listening to Mebius's comforting words and feeling the sincerity and warmth in them, Klein gradually stopped struggling.

　She quietly buried her head in Möbius's chest, letting her tears fall silently.

　At that moment, she knew that no matter what happened, she was not alone.

　With the cooperation of Klein, a former Herrscher of a Thousand, Moros and Mebius's understanding of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, suddenly leaped to an unprecedented level.

　Despite having a different body, Klein's memories of being one of the thousand Herrschers remain as vivid as ever.

　Those sights and sounds hidden deep within their souls became the key to Moros and Mebius's in-depth exploration and understanding of the power of this apostle of God.

　[Dominating the Theater]? It seems my influence on this world is growing...

　The necromancer felt a little regretful about losing his advantage of foresight, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

　As a demigod-level necromancer, and one with the absolutely safe escape route of a demiplane, he naturally had enough confidence and composure to calmly accept the various changes caused by the butterfly effect.

　Isn't he just a thousand-person Herrscher who obtained the World Bubble?

　Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, He will ultimately be easily wiped away like dust.

　Previously, Moros had intentionally allowed the Thousand Heralds to stir up trouble in human society, hoping to slow down the progress of the Fire Moth and human civilization.

　Therefore, he often turned a blind eye to the activities of the thousand-person healers within his territory.

　When the Thousand Lawyers actually set their sights on him, the necromancer was temporarily unable to spare any resources.

　In the context of the time, the task of personally eliminating the Thousand Herrschers was clearly less important than Mebius's affairs.

　But times have changed, and the situation is now very different.

　With Klein's rebirth, Moros now has ample time to deal with this arrogant apostle of God who dared to cross his bottom line.

　However, out of respect for Mebius and Klein, the necromancer decided to listen to their thoughts before personally dealing with the Thousand Herrschers.

　“Mebius, Klein, I have decided to take action to eliminate that Herrscher who dared to set his sights on you. Before that, I would like to hear your thoughts.”

　Upon hearing this, Mebius slowly turned around, his pink-green gradient snake eyes flashing with an unusual light.

　"Moros, please allow me to fight alongside you."

　Her tone was unequivocal.