Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Moros, the necromancer who had already reached the demigod level, often personally led his undead army through every corner of the demiplane, precisely and efficiently clearing out the wild monster forces that spawned from time to time, thereby accumulating experience and strengthening the undead forces under his command.

　Under these circumstances, this monster-clearing operation was as easy as a routine task for Moros.

　He easily wiped out the newly spawned monster army in the demiplane in just a few hours.

　Just as the necromancer had predicted, during the process of clearing out the monster army, the small but crucial 1% experience gap that had been on his path to promotion was quietly filled.

　This achievement came so naturally that when Moros's hero level jumped to a brand new level 37, he was still immersed in an incredibly subtle astonishment.

　However, since he had already devoted himself to this vast wilderness and launched a cleanup operation against the monster army, spending a little more time was nothing to him.

　Therefore, Moros did not disrupt his original plans due to this sudden level increase, nor did he rush to search for the [Sylena Ancient Tree].

　Instead, he continued his cleaning operation with a more determined and composed attitude.

　As the master of the demiplane, Moros naturally possesses the precise coordinates of all wilderness facilities within it.

　Following the guidance of the demiplane map, the necromancer rode the high-level legendary undead behemoth he had personally transformed—the [Gravity Whale Mogaro]—towards the ancient tree closest to his current location among the three [Sylannas Ancients] that he had deliberately left unvisited before.

　This ancient tree stands majestically beneath the boundless sky. Its magnificent form is like a towering monument that transcends time and space, enough to make all things in the world stop and look up in awe.

　Even when compared to the towering, tens-of-meters-tall, high-level legendary undead behemoth transformed from the remains of a Judgment-class Honkai Beast that was the companion of the Ninth Herrscher of the Rock—[Gravity Whale Mogaro]—it could not conceal its majesty in the slightest.

　Instead, it further highlights the extraordinary temperament and unparalleled beauty of the [Silena Ancient Tree], which transcends the mundane world and surpasses all things.

　Moros leaped lightly off Magalhro's sturdy back, his gaze instantly drawn to the ancient tree.

　The trunk of the ancient tree in Xilena is unimaginably thick, its surface covered with layers of traces left by time, crisscrossed with grooves, each crack seemingly containing a profound story, whispering of past glories and vicissitudes.

　Above the tree canopy, lush green branches and leaves intertwine to form a verdant sea.

　Sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows that add a touch of mystery and vitality to this land.

　A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, creating a melodious and profound sound, like nature's most beautiful music, a welcoming prelude to his arrival.

　As Moros drew closer, an ancient and solemn aura gradually spread out.

　It transcended the boundaries of time and space, striking the depths of the soul and giving the necromancer an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.

　He knew that this ancient tree of Cillena was far beyond what ordinary outdoor facilities could compare to.

　It is a treasure trove containing endless mysteries and power, containing terrifying power that is enough to make his path to heroism reach new heights and his hero level leap forward another level.

　Suppressing the surging excitement and anticipation in his heart, Moros slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips gently touching the ancient tree's weathered, rough bark.

　In that instant, as if some mysterious power was activated, a dazzling light suddenly shone before his eyes.

　Immediately afterwards, a notification message appeared that made the necromancer's heart race and filled him with excitement.

　[Hero Moros has received ancient wisdom from the ancient tree of Cyrena, and his level has increased to 38!]

　Feeling the surging death magic within him, Moros was filled with indescribable joy.

　After visiting the other two unvisited Ancient Trees of Cyrena, Moros unsurprisingly raised his hero level to 40.

　However, the pinnacle of glory is also the starting point for new challenges.

　The limits of the hero panel quietly emerged, becoming an invisible obstacle on his path to continue.

　For Moros at this moment, the hero panel that once guided his growth had turned from an aid into a constraint, limiting his steps toward a higher level.

　To cross the seemingly insurmountable level 40 threshold and enter the vast realm of the strong, he must break free from the shackles of the hero panel and instead delve deeper into and rely entirely on his own potential and efforts.

　This is undoubtedly a formidable challenge.

　Especially for someone like Moros

　For heroes who have relied on the guidance and assistance of the hero panel to steadily climb to their current heights, this leap requires immense courage and determination.

　However, if a necromancer wants to elevate his life level again and gain the power to contend with the gods, this is a step he must take.

　After all, in this vast world jointly created by the Imaginary Tree and the Quantum Sea, even the strongest demigod is but a speck of dust in the vast starry sea, and true peace and tranquility cannot be guaranteed.

　Admittedly, the power at the limit of the demigod level is already strong enough to contend with some beings at the level of messengers.

　But this is by no means the end, but a new beginning.

　However, this is all for the future.

　Right now, he prefers to immerse himself in the joy of his newfound power and savor this hard-won growth.

　【Moros】

　【Level: 40】

　[Race: Human]

　[Template: Blue Elite]

　[Class: Necromancer]

　[Racial Talent: Enhanced Learning (Experience Gain Efficiency +20%)]

　[Hero Specialty: Necropolis Lord (Attack and Defense +1 every 3 levels when commanding Necropolis units)]

　Attack: 25 + 12

　[Defense: 67 + 12]

　[Curse Power: 63 + 10]

　[Knowledge: 46]

　【魔力：6900（半神蜕变+1000%，智慧学+50%）（魔力再生：魔力恢复速度+100%）（神秘训练：施法消耗-20%）】

　[Super Magic Skills: Instant Spell Casting, Enhanced Spell Effects]

　[Skill: Logistics (Expert)]

　[Mastery of: Necromancy (Demigod), Enlightenment (Expert), Dark Magic (Expert), Summoning Magic (Expert), Destruction Magic (Expert), Light Magic (Expert), Witchcraft (Expert), Alchemy (Advanced), Potions (Intermediate), War Machines (Expert)]

　【Trait: Spellcasting Demigod (Magic Amplification, Spell Power Amplification)】

　Legendary Spells: Doomsday Judgment, Avatar of Death, Legion's Assumption, Soul Torrent, Soul Circulation, Legion's Might

Chapter 513 The Limits of Demigodhood and Mei's Actions

　Feeling the deep and eerie death magic within his body, a smile appeared on Moros's face.

　He was well aware, of course, that there was an insurmountable chasm between himself and those truly powerful beings in the world of Ashan who stood at the pinnacle of demigods and whose strength was unfathomable.

　In the world of Ashan, top-tier demigods don't necessarily need to be proficient in all abilities, but at the very least, they cannot have any fatal weaknesses.

　Whether it's the Speaker of the Silver City or the Pope of the Holy Church, although they are both magic-based professions, Moros is confident that even if they were to fight hand-to-hand with a demigod of the same level, they would not be afraid in the slightest.

　Necromancers, however, cannot do this.

　Knowing his own situation best, Moros maintained a clear and accurate understanding of the limits of his abilities.

　With his close combat skills, any demigod-level warrior could easily crush him.

　From this point of view alone, the necromancer's demigod-level hero rank is clearly inflated.

　What's even more noteworthy is that those at the pinnacle of demigod power possess a near-decisive advantage over ordinary demigod-level professionals—they can briefly unleash terrifying power surpassing that of a demigod at crucial moments.

　In a world of extraordinary power, regardless of the cultivation system, as cultivation levels rise, the gap in strength between powerful individuals widens until it becomes an insurmountable chasm.

　That power, capable of surpassing the demigod level, even if only for a fleeting moment of brilliance, was enough for a demigod at the pinnacle to easily crush an ordinary demigod with overwhelming force.

　Only beings of this caliber are qualified to compete with those messengers who have deeply entered the path of destiny and received the blessings of the star gods.

　It's obvious that a mediocre demigod like Moros couldn't possibly do something like that.

　In reality, the necromancer's current combat strength is only equivalent to that of the Stoneheart Ten members who hold the cornerstone and share one-tenth of the power of the [Guardian Token - Diamond].

　Even so, his current strength has already surpassed Kevin's during the lunar campaign in the history of this world.

　Moros was able to make this statement with absolute certainty after participating in the second Hero Template Promotion quest and directly confronting Kevin.

　Unfortunately, on the grand stage of the lunar battle, facing the relentless crushing force of the Herrscher of the End, Kevin could only witness the tragic fall of his comrades despite his best efforts, and all he gained was a meager half-day.

　Perhaps only after accumulating for fifty thousand years, usurping the power of the Herrscher of the End, and transforming into the form of the Savior, will Kevin be able to contend with those powerful Envoys or the truly powerful beings who stand at the pinnacle of demigods.

　Getting back to the main point, when Moros successfully advanced to hero level 40, he didn't indulge in the joy of advancement. Instead, he remained more sober-minded.

　They are taking a stance, examining and reflecting on their own shortcomings and limitations.

　He was acutely aware that the path to true strength is endless.

　Therefore, the necromancer rejected the temptation of comfort and instead, carrying [Gravity Whale - Mogaro] and the units he had acquired while clearing out the demiplane monster forces, resolutely embarked on his journey home, returning to the familiar cemetery city.

　Upon returning to the cemetery city, he did not linger or slack off at all, but immediately threw himself into the vast and boundless field of magical research.

　It must be made clear that the Herrscher of the End is far from the end of Honkai.

　Above the Herrscher of the End stands an even more terrifying and horrifying existence—the Cocoon of the End.

　That's a great being that can seal off an entire galaxy at the slightest disagreement and continuously carry out a 50,000-year cycle of civilization.

　Such an existence has quietly surpassed the power and majesty of those awe-inspiring messengers.

　Faced with such a powerful opponent, Moros felt an unprecedented sense of crisis welling up inside him.

　He knew that even those truly powerful demigods would likely find it difficult to defeat the Cocoon of the End.

　Given such a comparison, how could he dare to be complacent or self-satisfied in the slightest?

　As for the peaceful life of putting away weapons and letting horses graze freely, it was an extreme luxury for him.

　While Moros was immersed in the abyss of magical research, Dr. May, with her outstanding wisdom and methods, also made initial progress in sorting out and streamlining the complex and chaotic situation within the Firemoth.

　Subsequently, she decisively dispatched the Poison Chrysalis unit, led by Qianjie and Ying.

　With the collapse looming ever closer and humanity's time running out, Dr. May no longer wants to resolve the current predicament of the Firemoth through complex political maneuvering.

　Given that the reputation of the Moth of Fire has been severely damaged and has become infamous under the joint propaganda offensive of the major traditional powers.

　So she decided to go with the flow and take actions that aligned with this negative image.

　then……

　"mission completed."

　Slowly withdrawing the icy blue katana from the lifeless body, the fox-eared girl with long cherry-blossom hair shook off the blood from the blade and took a misty blue forget-me-not from her pocket.

　As she lightly touched the petals with her fingertips, a complex emotion flickered in Sakura's eyes.

　Carefully placing the small blue object on the target's chest, it was as if gently closing the final chapter of a past chapter.

　Immediately afterwards, Sakura activated the synchronization device, transmitting the cruel yet realistic scene in high-definition to Dr. Mei in the distance.

　Just moments before, Sakura, with her astonishing swordsmanship, sent a once powerful and influential figure in North America into eternal silence.

　Sheathed her sword with fluid movements, her gaze never lingering on the dying man's desperate struggle, using gold bricks as bait. She remained indifferent to his final struggle.

　In the blink of an eye, Sakura had already stepped into the night, leaving behind only a proud and resolute figure that gradually disappeared into the distance at the horizon.

　In the face of Sakura, a Hero-class Fusion Warrior with top-tier swordsmanship, even the most stringent security system appears utterly vulnerable, like a paper barrier that crumbles at the slightest touch.

　On the eastern side of Eurasia, there is a military base that stores a large amount of classified information.

　As is well known, to ensure the security of information, most top-secret information is usually stored in the form of paper documents in specific secret bases, rather than being placed in cyberspace.

　To safeguard these top-secret documents, the country behind the man specially mobilized a heavily armed combined arms brigade to guard them.

　Furthermore, the advanced satellite network acts like a celestial eye, monitoring the area around the clock without any blind spots, ensuring that no movement escapes its keen observation.

　With such multiple layers of protection, this place should logically be impregnable and indestructible.

　But the current situation is not quite normal.

　"Hahaha……"

　A wild and unrestrained laugh echoed across the ruins, coming from a man wearing a cold metal mask and with white hair as white as frost.

　Under his rampage and destruction, the once impregnable military base has been reduced to ruins and devastation.

Chapter 514 The Fall of the Traditional Powers

　Faced with the sharp blades unsheathed by the poisonous pupa troops, the privileged class, which had long dominated the fate of various traditional powers, showed an unusually strong stance.

　These powerful figures at the top of the pyramid of human society have a clear understanding of the situation.

　If they take even a step back today, they will inevitably fall from their throne of supreme power and ultimately have to relinquish control of human society to the moths that chase the flame, acknowledging their undisputed leadership.

　Such a prospect is a nightmare more terrifying than death for them, a complete denial of their identity and privilege.

　This is why, even though these powerful and influential people usually only want to lick even the smallest bit of petty profit and are unwilling to bear any responsibility...