Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Moros had no intention of hiding his next move from Mebius, the beautiful and mature female scientist.

　When he learned that the necromancer was coveting ownership of the world bubble, Möbius was not afraid at all. Instead, he was aroused by this unprecedented challenge and had a strong curiosity and desire to explore.

　Even with her extensive knowledge and rich experience, witnessing the miracle of the World Bubble Tree System was still an unprecedented and awe-inspiring experience for her, full of infinite possibilities and surprises.

　Moros's impending plan—to seize the "Dominion Theater"—further stirred up Mebius's emotions.

　This action is undoubtedly a bold subversion of common sense.

　For Mebius, a wise woman who relentlessly pursued the "infinity," the wisdom displayed by the necromancer in this operation was like the brightest star in the night sky, so dazzling that she couldn't bear to look away.

　The thought of being caught up in this historical tide and witnessing this decisive moment filled Möbius with an indescribable excitement and anticipation.

　Under the gaze of her pink-green gradient snake eyes, Moros took out a flawless crystal that emitted a faint, hazy glow from the storage ring he was wearing.

　[Lord's Heart]!

　Yes, this is how necromancers seize ownership of this bubble world.

　He plans to use the powerful force of the Lord's Heart to build a brand new cemetery city within the extraordinary world bubble of the Domination Theater, thereby gaining control over the entire world bubble.

　【Dominate the Theater】is no ordinary world bubble.

　It is the sanctuary of the deity served by the Herrschers—the Cocoon of the End, and the apostle bestowed upon Him—the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand.

　Therefore, attempting to conquer it using conventional means, namely those strategies applicable to seizing ordinary demiplanes, is naturally futile.

　In addition, Moros maintained a high degree of self-reflection and awareness regarding his shortcomings in the magical knowledge system.

　He frankly acknowledged that his exploration and study in the field of magic was far from in-depth.

　Twenty years is but a fleeting moment in the vast ocean of magical knowledge.

　Compared to the veteran demigod spellcasters in the world of Ashan who have accumulated rich magical knowledge over hundreds or even thousands of years, Moros knew that his own magical knowledge system still had many loopholes and shortcomings, and was simply incomparable.

　Based on this self-awareness, Moros understood even more clearly that, under the current circumstances, only by utilizing the power of the [Lord's Heart] could he possibly seize ownership of this world bubble.

　[Use Lord's Heart?]

　【Yes】

　As Moros made his choice, a surge of immense energy erupted from the Lord's Heart.

　This energy converged and flowed in the air, eventually transforming into dazzling ribbons of light. Like spirits, they gracefully intertwined and leaped in the air, weaving magnificent patterns.

　As the light ribbon danced, the space in its path slightly distorted, and even time seemed to be affected by this force, becoming slow and heavy.

　Under the interplay of light and shadow, a magnificent stone spire gradually reveals its solemn outline.

　Each level of this spire is carved with intricate runes and patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

　Finally, as the last ray of light merged into the stone tower, the [Village Council Hall] stood prominently in the center of the [Dominion Theater].

　At the very moment the [Village Council Hall] was established, an unprecedented upheaval swept through the entire [Domination Theater].

　The seemingly stable ground began to tremble violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, foreshadowing an impending catastrophe.

　Following that, those who had witnessed the deaths of thousands of lawyers...

　Even the meticulously planned stone buildings, now lacking their former sturdiness, collapsed one by one amidst the tremors.

　The tall stone tower, covered with mottled marks, was originally a testament to the tranquility of time, but now it appeared so fragile that it finally collapsed with a crash, stirring up clouds of dust and rubble.

　Those exquisite arches and carved stone pillars, these artistic treasures that once made people stop and admire them, were shattered into pieces by the enormous impact. The fragments drew poignant arcs in the air, like fragments of time, telling the story of past glory and vicissitudes.

　The magnificent roof and elaborate decorations lost their former glory in this disaster, gradually disintegrating and turning into ruins, lying quietly in the chaos, reflecting the former prosperity and the present desolation.

　The entire [Dominion Theater] seemed to be torn apart by an indescribable force, and its former glory and order collapsed in an instant, leaving only chaos and ruins.

　However, in this desolate place, the [Village Council Hall] still stands tall.

　Or rather, it was this building, generated by the mysterious power of the Lord's Heart, that caused this unprecedented upheaval within the Theater of Domination.

　Seeing that the turmoil in the [Dominion Theater] had come to an end, Moros, who was holding Mebius in mid-air, gracefully descended with her to the ruined ground.

　“Moros, this…”

　Mebius's voice trembled slightly.

　Her gaze swept across the surrounding ruins, searching for any clues that might prove her suspicions.

　"Does this really mean we have successfully seized control of this bubble world?"

　Sensing the uncertainty and anticipation in Mebius's heart, Moros turned his head slightly and met her gaze tenderly.

　"Ah."

　He nodded and subtly released his hand from around Möbius's waist.

　"This is truly beyond my expectations..."

　Mebius narrowed her eyes into crescent shapes as she vented her feelings to the necromancer.

　"But then again... is this the method you're using?"

　Upon hearing this, Moros shrugged slightly, a helpless smile appearing on his face.

　"Indeed, apart from relying on the immeasurable power of the Lord's Heart, I seem to be unable to find a more reliable method."

　The necromancer's answer was frank and direct, without any concealment or evasion.

　Insufficient ability is simply insufficient ability; there's no need to hide it or run away from it.

　What if we rely on external forces?

　The world values ​​the result more than the process.

　The necromancer is well aware that in the pursuit of his goals, making flexible use of all available resources, including external forces, is an effective way to achieve success.

　Of course, being able to achieve one's goal entirely through one's own efforts is the most ideal situation.

　Looking into Moros's deep eyes, the surprise in Möbius's eyes gradually turned into understanding and trust.

　A smile bloomed on her beautiful and charming face.

　“You’re right, Moros. In this world, achieving your goals is the most important thing.”

Chapter 501 The Last Stand of the Thousand-Man Herrscher - Part 1

　The occasional flapping of a butterfly's wings in the Amazon rainforest could potentially cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

　The scale of Moros's conquest of the world bubble of the [Dominion Theater] was far greater than the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

　It was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples and triggering a powerful and shocking chain reaction.

　Almost the instant the [Domination Theater] was invaded, the other thousand Herrschers who were hidden and active on this blue planet sensed the arrival of the necromancer.

　Faced with this sudden threat, these thousand individual Herrschers each made their own choices.

　A portion of the thousand individual Herrschers, relying on the authority granted by the [Domination Theater], unhesitatingly chose to return to the sanctuary bestowed by the Cocoon of the End.

　However, this seemingly wise decision unfortunately led them into Moros's trap, ultimately resulting in their tragic annihilation within the [Theater of Domination].

　In stark contrast, another group of thousands of individual Herrschers adopted a completely different strategy.

　Perhaps due to a moment's hesitation, or perhaps because of deeper considerations, they did not rush back to the [Dominion Theater].

　This unintentional hesitation unexpectedly became their lifeline, allowing them to escape the necromancer's teleportation attack on the [Dominion Theater] and miraculously survive.

　Then, these thousand individual Herrschers, through their unique communication method—similar to quantum entanglement in physics—were able to communicate instantly regardless of spatial distance, gaining a comprehensive and detailed understanding of the horrific events that occurred within the Theater of Domination.

　When they realized that the power of the necromancers was far beyond their ability to resist, and that returning to the [Theater of Domination] would be tantamount to walking into a trap, these thousand individual Herrschers wisely abandoned the idea of ​​returning and decided to take a more prudent approach.

　The strategy to deal with the current predicament.

　Although they felt immense regret and resentment at losing the [Dominion Theater], a world bubble bestowed by [God], their reason prevailed.

　The thousand Lawyers understood that in order to survive, they had to accept reality and admit defeat.

　Therefore, they chose to temporarily erase the "Dominion Theater" from their memory, as if it had never existed.

　It was at this time that the establishment of the [Village Council Hall] heralded the complete change of ownership of the [Dominion Theater].

　This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, leaving the thousands of Lawbringers stunned to discover that an insurmountable chasm had been built between them and that former spiritual home.

　The grief of losing the [Dominion Theater] was like a sharp blade, leaving deep scars in their hearts.

　This pain was so intense that it stirred up madness and despair in the hearts of some of the thousand Herrschers.

　They lost their minds and launched indiscriminate attacks on the people around them, trying to find some solace in the chaos and destruction.

　Unfortunately, such struggles and resistance are destined to be futile.

　The Fusion Warriors of the Firemoth organization swiftly intervened, annihilating the thousand Herrscher individuals who had exposed themselves with overwhelming force.

　The fall of those thousand individual Herrschers serves as a stark warning to other thousand Herrschers who have yet to reveal themselves.

　In this world filled with hostility towards the Herrschers, besides the necromancers, the Fire Moths also pose a great threat to their survival.

　Therefore, the thousand Herrschers, having recovered from the devastating blow of losing the [Dominion Theater], turned all their pent-up desire for revenge and their urgent yearning for survival towards the Moths of Fire.

　Compared to the necromancers who would launch a surprise attack on the [Dominion Theater] at the slightest provocation and successfully annihilate most of them, the thousand Herrschers gradually accumulated a subtle psychological advantage in their numerous clashes with the Firemoths.

　After all, although the thousand Herrschers had fought fiercely against the Moths of Flame, the losses they suffered were not unbearable.

　At least in terms of the ratio of gains to losses, they were not completely at a disadvantage.

　Based on this understanding, the remaining thousand individual Herrschers meticulously planned an unprecedentedly bold operation.

　Raid the Firemoth's new headquarters in Tasmania and assassinate its leader, Dr. May.

　Dr. Mei's wisdom and research capabilities are something that the thousands of law enforcers greatly fear.

　They firmly believed that only by removing this wise man from the game could they pave the way for the destruction of human civilization.

　However, these remaining thousand Herrschers remained highly vigilant and on guard against the defensive forces of the new headquarters of the Flame Chaser, especially the formidable strength of the Heroic-class Fusion Warriors like Kevin.

　Previously, the thousand Herrschers had taken advantage of the opportunity presented by Councilor Wang's coup attempt to carry out an annihilation operation against the Heroic-class Fusion Warriors.

　However, the battle did not result in their desired victory; instead, it made the thousand Herrschers deeply aware of the enormous gap in strength between the two sides.

　Even with the barely perceptible cooperation of Councilor Wang's coup forces, they were still thoroughly humiliated by Elishia, Kosmo, Su, and other Heroic-level Fusion Warriors.

　Compared to the ordinary fusion warriors under the command of the Fire Moth, the strength of the heroic fusion warriors such as Kevin, Thousand Tribulations, and Sakura is on a completely different level.

　After the battle with the necromancer for control of the [Domination Theater], the thousand Herrschers suffered unprecedented and devastating losses.

　In addition, during previous battles with the Fire Moths, members were continuously annihilated by the Fusion Warriors.

　This series of blows severely weakened the overall strength of the Thousand-Man Herrscher.

　Despite the passage of time, the thousand Heralds have recently worked hard to restore a certain number of individual members.

　Unfortunately, only a little over a hundred individuals were actually able to assemble and participate in the operation against the new headquarters of the Fire Moth.

　This disparity in troop strength clearly left the thousand Herrschers feeling powerless when facing the new headquarters of the Firemoth, which was guarded by an unknown number of Heroic-level warriors.

　Even direct confrontation is a luxury, let alone launching a powerful offensive.

　Faced with such an unfavorable situation, the thousand Lawyers demonstrated extraordinary wisdom and strategy.

　They meticulously devised a brilliant feint attack strategy.

　The thousand Herrschers set their sights on the Moth Chaser's airport, planning a surprise attack to seize the few remaining floating warships there.

　This operation will not only provide the thousand Herrschers with fire support from the floating warships, but also significantly enhance their frontal combat capabilities.

　More importantly, through this operation, they hope to attract and mobilize the forces of the Fire Moths, luring the Heroic Warriors guarding the new headquarters away from their key positions, thereby creating a more favorable operational environment for their assassination of Dr. May.

Chapter 502 The Last Stand of the Thousand-Man Herrscher - Part 2

　The 57th day after the arrival of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand.

　Earth, Tasmania.

　The night, like a heavy velvet curtain, slowly descended upon the airport where moths chased the flame. The stars seemed to be infected by this heavy atmosphere, hiding behind the clouds and not daring to show themselves easily.

　A palpable stillness permeated the air, creating an indescribable sense of oppression, as if even the passage of time itself slowed and became heavy.

　In this deathly silence, only the firm and steady footsteps of the patrol team echoed in the distance, reverberating across the empty space.

　The sound was like the whisper of the night, clear yet carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible loneliness.

　The thousand Herrschers, clad in dark combat uniforms, approached the airport silently, like ghosts.

　Under the cover of night, their forms became exceptionally mysterious, each movement blending perfectly with the surrounding darkness, making it difficult for any observer to track them.

　Thanks to top-secret intelligence provided by a thousand Herrschers who were lurking inside the airport and whose identities had not yet been revealed, the actions of these thousand Herrschers were as silent as ghosts, without triggering any alarm system.