Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The military coup meticulously planned by Congressman Wang was actually a conspiracy woven by a host of traditional powers, including the East Asian hegemon, the North American giant, Britain, and France.

　They see the moths drawn to the flame as a thorn in their side, and will never allow this organization that threatens their vested interests to continue to thrive, much less see it continue to move forward with such a powerful stance.

　The existence of the Moths, as an important force in fighting against the Honkai and protecting human civilization, is undoubtedly necessary.

　But that entity must be completely under the control of these traditional powers, a faithful executor of their will, a puppet and tool devoid of any autonomy.

　Instead of bowing down and submitting, it has risen to become a new global hegemon capable of suppressing these traditional powers.

　For these traditional powers, if the price of defeating the collapse and continuing human civilization is their own demise, then they would rather human civilization end there.

　It's harder to touch someone's interests than to touch their soul.

　In order to protect their own interests, those in power who dominate various traditional strong nations don't care how much price human civilization has to pay.

Chapter 510 The Actions of the Traditional Powers

　Amidst the turmoil of the Tenth Great Collapse, the rulers of various traditional powers once again deeply experienced the terrifying power of the Heroic-class Fusion Warriors.

　Originally, the Honkai energy inhibitor jointly developed by Councilor Wang and the country behind him made those in power no longer afraid of this force that was beyond their control.

　But now, Dr. Mei's groundbreaking work—the emergence of the anti-Honkai energy inhibitor—has completely overturned this situation.

　Under the action of the anti-Honkai energy inhibitor, the original Honkai energy inhibitor instantly lost its effectiveness.

　This dramatic change forced traditional powers to adopt an extremely cautious approach when facing the Firemoth, a force possessing Heroic-level fusion warriors, and to restrain their former sharpness and arrogance.

　The rulers of those traditional powers are well aware that, under the influence of anti-Honkai energy inhibitors, they have fallen far behind the Moths of Fire in terms of military strength, and any direct conflict could lead to irreparable losses and disasters.

　Therefore, traditional powers have chosen to avoid direct confrontation with these ambitious powers, striving instead to safeguard their interests and security through non-confrontational means such as diplomacy, economic sanctions, intelligence warfare, and support for opposition forces.

　As for turning against the Moths of Fire, that has become an unattainable dream.

　Faced with the overwhelming power of the Heroic-class Fusion Warrior, any attempt to challenge its power seems so futile and laughable.

　Unlike the same period in the original world, on this blue planet, the outstanding scientist Velvey always kept her distance from the Moths of Fire and never became a part of the organization.

　Therefore, unlike the trajectory of technological development in the native world, human civilization on this planet has not been able to enjoy the benefits brought by the many advanced technologies developed by Velvet.

　A prime example is the Honkai energy fission bomb, a superior alternative to nuclear weapons.

　This technology is currently only mastered by the fire-chasing moth and is limited to laboratory-level production.

　Even the Moth, a leader in the field of technology, has failed to promote the wider application of this technology, so it is naturally even more difficult for other traditional powers on this planet to match it.

　Whether it was the hegemon of East Asia, the giant of North America, or the historically rich Britain and France, none of them possessed weapons more powerful than nuclear weapons in their arsenals.

　When faced with the heroic fusion warriors of the Fire Moth, this level of power is far from enough to make the traditional powers stand tall.

　During the Third Great Collapse of the Expeditionary World, the Third Herrscher, Raiden Mei, and Himeko, who was wearing the Valkyrie Armor [Fusion Armor: Crimson] and connected to the two fusion reactors of the floating battleship, the Hyperion, engaged in a brief but thrilling battle.

　In this battle, Mei's casual strike collided with Himeko's strongest attack, and the resulting shockwave completely destroyed modern concrete buildings within a radius of several kilometers.

　This collision was comparable to the destructive power of a real-world nuclear weapon.

　This attack, comparable to a nuclear weapon, was merely a casual strike for Mei, who was incomplete and lacked sufficient Honkai energy.

　Raiden Mei, the third Herrscher during the Changkong City era, is insurmountably separated from the Herrschers of this era.

　Even Raiden Mei during her time in Changkong City was not afraid of nuclear attacks, let alone the Heroic Fusion Warriors like Kevin who could suppress and defeat the Herrschers of this era.

　Faced with an extremely disparate power gap, the rulers of the various traditional powers did not choose to yield.

　For them, the fear of losing interests and power far outweighs the fear of death.

　After realizing that armed confrontation would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, they quickly adjusted their strategy, shifting the focus of their actions against the Moths of Fire to non-military areas.

　The rampage of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, not only made...

　The moths that chase fire face severe challenges and have caused profound disasters worldwide, resulting in the deaths, serious injuries, or disabilities of countless innocent people.

　These traditional powers cleverly took advantage of this situation.

　They presented the tragic plight of innocent victims plunged into despair by the ruthless attacks of the Thousand Lawyers to the global public in the most authentic and shocking way through various media and social platforms.

　Subsequently, these countries began to guide public opinion, pointing the finger at the moths drawn to the flame, implying that it was their incompetence in dealing with the masses that led to such widespread suffering and tragedy.

　After the destruction of the Mu Continent, the already declining living standards exacerbated the anxiety and discontent of the people.

　Now, the true plight of these victims has ignited the flames of anger in the hearts of the people, making it impossible for them to remain silent any longer.

　Angry people flocked out of their homes to Moth's branches, subsidiaries, and any other locations associated with the organization.

　Holding various signs and flags, they shouted loudly, venting their dissatisfaction with the status quo and their anger at the moths drawn to the flame.

　Of course, amidst this surging tide of public opinion, there are also sober observers.

　With their keen insight, they easily discerned the strategies and schemes behind the traditional powers.

　Even so, given the lofty image of the Moth of Fire that has long been cultivated as a force against collapse and a defender of human peace and tranquility, the vast majority of the public inevitably regards it as a more direct embodiment of responsibility in this storm.

　The Moth Chaser has long been shrouded in the glorious halo of "fighting against the Honkai," a halo that has not only won it widespread praise and support but also built an unshakable foundation for its public image.

　However, as the old saying goes, "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

　When public anger and discontent erupt like a volcano, the once rock-solid support and trust can instantly transform into a surging wave of accusations and anger.

　Since the Moth of Fire has gained a great deal of benefits from its noble image of fighting against the Honkai, it must also bear the responsibilities and risks that come with raising this banner.

　Getting back to the main point, while Moths around the world were surrounded by waves of protests and public sentiment was surging like a tide, the rulers of those traditional powers remained aloof, leisurely raising their glasses and secretly plotting how to gain more benefits from this turmoil.

　The graves of heroes are neglected, while the clowns' performances are applauded by all.

　After learning about the current situation on the planet through Keane and Margaret's reports, Moros sincerely believed that the demise of the previous civilization was actually predetermined.

　When power and self-interest become the dominant forces, when true heroes are ignored, and when hypocrisy and cunning prevail, the decline and demise of civilization become an inevitable fate.

Chapter 511 Expert-Level War Machines

　Moros was certainly not unaware of the conflict between the various traditional powers on this blue planet and the Fire-Chasing Moths.

　However, he didn't take it to heart.

　The necromancer knew very well that with the unparalleled power of Kevin and the other Heroic-level Fusion Warriors, as well as Maya's extraordinary wisdom, the Fire Moth would surely have the last laugh in this battle and win the final victory.

　Currently, the moths are indeed caught off guard by the sudden impact and appear somewhat disheveled.

　But in reality, amidst this storm of public opinion, the only real damage to the moth that chases the flame is the public's perception and reputation.

　These negative effects are ultimately just a temporary shadow.

　Once Dr. May successfully quells the turmoil within the organization, she will naturally be able to lead the Moths out of their predicament and regroup.

　Isn't that what the Poison Chrysalis Unit is specifically designed for?

　Those assassins were highly skilled at slicing through human throats with sharp blades and clearing away obstructions with deadly poisons.

　In the eyes of the necromancer, with the protection of the poisonous pupa army, it was simply a pipe dream for the rulers of those traditionally powerful nations to try to control everything.

　For Moros, the balance of this contest had already tipped, so there was no need to pay too much attention to it.

　Therefore, he chose to devote his precious time to the deep ocean of magical research in order to improve his spellcasting ability and accumulate the last bit of experience points he was missing.

　Now, Moros is almost at the level of hero 37, which symbolizes an even higher realm.

　He knew that once he crossed this threshold, his strength would experience a qualitative leap.

　In this situation, the necromancer would naturally not be distracted and would spend his time on other things.

　47 days after the end of the tenth Great Collapse.

　Demiplane, Magic Guild.

　"call……"

　The necromancer let out a long breath and stretched leisurely.

　Although, after reaching the demigod level and undergoing four leaps in life level, his body was no longer physiologically troubled by the stiffness caused by prolonged sitting, Moros...

　They still retain this habit that originated from their mortal days.

　"It's finally done."

　Speaking softly, the necromancer's tone revealed an undisguised sense of accomplishment.

　At this moment, he was dressed in a robe of blue and purple that flowed with a mysterious luster, exuding nobility and mystery in every gesture.

　As Moros focused his mind, a virtual hero panel slowly unfolded before his eyes, reflecting his hard work and relentless pursuit over this period of time like a mirror.

　On the panel, the skill [War Machine Studies] has been promoted to the expert level.

　[War Machine Science (Expert)]: Increases War Machine attack and defense by 15, increases War Machine health by 300, increases damage multiplier by 5, increases hit rate by 50%, and increases building damage by 300.

　As my gaze shifted, a golden number shone brightly in the Hero Level section, dazzling like a star, quietly hovering just one step away from the level 37 threshold.

　A 1% experience gap.

　This is the last stumbling block between Moros and his promotion to level 37.

　This tiny difference is nothing more than a gap that a necromancer can easily fill by leading his undead army to sweep away the newly spawned monster forces in the demiplane.

　It's time to let the world witness my transformation.

　As he silently recited these words, Moros's eyes sparkled with boundless longing and anticipation for the future.

　He stood up, his blue-purple mage robes fluttering gracefully with his movement.

　The next moment, a silent command was transmitted precisely to the military zone where [Gravity Whale - Mogaro] was located through the mental link between him and his undead units.

　Yes, in this operation aimed at gaining experience points and clearing out the monster army, Moros decided to bring along the undead behemoth he had created.

　On the one hand, Mogalo has enough flight speed to not become a burden in the necromancer's actions.

　On the other hand, this high-level legendary undead behemoth can transform into a biological transport ship for the undead army, gathering and carrying with it the skeleton archer troops transformed through [Necromancy] on the battlefield.

　Without Mogalo's unique [Anti-Gravity Flight] and [Gravity Field] unit skills, Moros might have faced a difficult choice.

　Either you reluctantly abandon those skeleton archer units and let them scatter across the battlefield, transforming them into new wild monster units.

　Alternatively, one could spend a great deal of time and effort casting a campaign spell called "Town Portal" to send them back to the cemetery city one by one.

　But reality doesn't allow for "what ifs." With Mokala's strong support, this problem will be easily solved.

　Three hours later.

　Standing atop Mogalo's solid and broad back, Moros's gaze pierced through the churning sea of ​​clouds, looking down at the lush forest below.

　Sunlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the ground, while small animals frolic happily among the trees, creating a vibrant and lively scene.

　However, this seemingly ordinary forest attracted the necromancer's attention like a magnet.

　A mixed force of Treants and Ancient Treants...?

　With a deep knowledge base, Moros immediately saw through the truth hidden beneath the lush greenery.

　Such a situation is actually quite reasonable.

　Imagine if a normally unobstructed road were suddenly occupied by such a grove of trees; even the most ordinary traveler would feel a little strange.

　Let's expand our thinking a bit further and consider the wild monster armies that occasionally spawn in the demiplane during special weeks.

　It's not unreasonable to identify the true nature of this forest.

　More importantly, this clumsy disguise made Moros keenly realize that this mixed force lacked a heroic commander.

　If there were a hero to lead them, these tree spirits and ancient tree spirits would never so brazenly disguise themselves as forests on the road; instead, they would adopt a more covert and sophisticated strategy.

　Since this monster army lacks a hero to lead it, the necromancer has no interest in personally taking action.

　He gently stomped on the massive, loyal whale-shaped undead beast beneath his feet, signaling it to deal with the insignificant monster army.

　"Woo——"

　Having understood its master's intention, Mogala let out a long and deep whale cry.

　As the echoes of the whale's cry faded into the air, the massive amount of magic power accumulated within the undead behemoth began to boil.

　Using a unit skill called "Honkai Energy Manipulation," this magic was transformed into surging Honkai energy by Mogara.

　Immediately afterwards, a gravitational field of up to 120G enveloped the entire forest below in an instant.

　Under such intense gravitational pull, the tree spirits and ancient tree spirits disguised as a forest below all perished.

Chapter 512 Silenagu

　Tree and Level 40

　With its high-level legendary strength, [Gravity Whale - Mogalo] is virtually invincible in the entire demiplane. Any wild monster forces appear weak and helpless in front of it, unable to withstand its slaughter.