Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　After explaining her plans in detail to the Succubus Queen, Naslin waited humbly for her mother's response, who was also her most important ally and backer in her quest for the throne of the Demon Lord of the 406th Abyss Layer.

　"Ah—your idea is quite feasible, not bad at all."

　The succubus queen's voice carried a hint of languor, yet it couldn't conceal its allure.

　Seated on her throne, she casually crossed one leg over the knee of the other.

　"Then, Mother, when trying to persuade that necromancer, may I borrow your esteemed name to increase my persuasiveness?"

　Naslin asked in a low voice.

　There was a hint of pleading in her voice.

　Clearly, she was willing to do anything to ascend to the position of Demon Lord of the 406th Abyss Layer.

　"Rest assured, once I ascend to the position of Demon Lord, I will still be your most loyal daughter..."

　After listening to Naslin's request, the Succubus Queen narrowed her alluring eyes slightly, as if carefully weighing the pros and cons.

　“Using my name? That’s not something to be taken lightly, Naslin.”

　A meaningful smile appeared on her lips as she slowly began to speak.

　"In the abyss, every power, every name carries weight; they are both glory and responsibility. Are you willing to bear this weight?"

　Upon hearing this, Naslin's heart skipped a beat.

　She had already gleaned the hidden meaning in her mother's words.

　However, this lesser demon lord, who was at the demigod level, understood even better that nothing in the cruel, bottomless abyss could be easily obtained.

　Therefore, she nodded resolutely.

　“I am willing, Mother. As long as I have the opportunity to sit in the position of lord of the 406th floor, I am willing to take on any responsibility and pay any price.”

　With a light laugh, she shook her head, and the succubus queen's smile grew even brighter.

　The smile contained both approval of Naslin's determination and a subtle hint of mockery.

　"Very well, since you're so determined, I'll give you a chance. But remember, there's no such thing as a free lunch. If you want to use my name, you must exchange it for your loyalty and achievements."

　She paused for a moment, seemingly waiting for Naslin's response.

　Seeing that Naslin's gaze remained firm and unwavering as she stared at him, Mechanshut continued.

　"Once you successfully persuade the necromancer and solidify your position on the 406th floor, I have a special task for you to complete. I will keep the details of the task a secret for now, but I can assure you that it will be a test of your wisdom and abilities to the limit."

　Upon hearing this, Naslin's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

　She knew this was the inevitable result of her deal with her mother, and a challenge she had to accept.

　So she bowed deeply and spoke in a voice that was both humble and firm.

　“Yes, Mother. I will complete your task, no matter how difficult it may be.”

　Nodding in satisfaction, a hint of appreciation flashed in the succubus queen's eyes.

　“Very good, Naslin. I look forward to your performance. Now, you can try your luck with my name, and hopefully it will open a door to victory for you.”

　After saying that, she waved her hand gently, severing the interdimensional magical communication with Naslin.

　Having obtained the succubus queen's permission, Naslin immediately took action.

　Perhaps there isn't a direct equivalent to "the longer the night, the more dreams" in the bottomless abyss, but the underlying principle is universally applicable.

　To avoid complicating matters due to delays, and also to demonstrate her sincerity directly, Naslin did not choose to send an envoy, but instead decided to visit the necromancer's territory in person.

　Traveling through the dark forest on the southern side of the necromancer's territory, carefully avoiding the patrolling undead troops, the succubus lord, dressed in an enchanted tight-fitting leather suit that looked more like lingerie than armor, soon arrived outside the necromancer's temporary spell workshop.

　This is not surprising.

　It would be truly unbelievable if the undead forces, whose highest-ranking members were nothing more than hastily assembled undead behemoths, could discover the infiltration of a succubus lord of demigod rank.

Chapter 620 Naslin's Cooperation Proposal

　Standing outside the necromancer's makeshift spell workshop, Naslin took a deep breath.

　She knew that the next step would be a crucial one in her plan.

　If she cannot gain the support of the necromancer, then her plan will need to be completely overturned and rewritten.

　I will succeed!

　She slowly emerged from the shadows, deliberately allowing the patrolling undead forces to spot her.

　Ignoring the undead warriors who quickly surrounded her, Naslin spoke calmly.

　"I am Naslin, the succubus lord, and I have come here specifically to visit the necromancer."

　Clearly, the undead forces did not have the authority to decide whether or not to let her in.

　Therefore, they immediately relayed this message to Moros, who was conducting magical research inside the workshop.

　A moment later, a deep, slightly hoarse voice echoed through the undead army.

　"Naslin? Succubus Lord? What brings you here?"

　Before understanding the true intentions of this lesser demon lord who called himself the succubus lord, the necromancer was unwilling to reveal himself easily.

　After habitually twisting her slender, snake-like waist, Naslin whispered seductively into her eyes.

　"I have come here today hoping to have an in-depth, face-to-face conversation with Lord Moros. I have some unique insights to share with you regarding the current situation in the Abyss and the potential opportunities for cooperation between us."

　Moros fell into a brief silence, seemingly weighing Naslin's proposal.

　Soon, his voice rang out again, with a hint of barely perceptible amusement.

　“Very well, Naslin. I agree to your proposal. Now, do you have the courage to step into this workshop and face me?”

　As Moros finished speaking, the workshop doors were slowly opened by an invisible force, revealing a dark and mysterious corridor to the succubus lord.

　However, Naslinn did not take a step immediately, but instead smiled and shook her head.

　“Great necromancer, please stop testing my fragile heart. How dare I step into the spell workshop of a demigod spellcaster? Unless you are willing to greet me personally, I am afraid I can only stop here and admire your majesty and wisdom from afar.”

　Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness, yet it also revealed an undeniable firmness.

　Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Moros's lips.

　"Then...as you wish..."

　As soon as those words were spoken, the necromancer's figure was instantly enveloped in the eerie blue light of the teleportation spell.

　The next moment, his figure appeared in the dimly lit corridor in front of Naslin.

　Upon seeing the necromancer, a hint of surprise flashed in the succubus lord's eyes.

　She could certainly see what the dazzling magical aura emanating from the young spellcaster meant.

　A constant legendary spell... and more than one...

　Naslin made a quick decision in her mind, and her smile became even more charming and captivating.

　She gave a slight bow, her posture elegant and humble, like a noble lady who had received strict etiquette training in the court.

　"Lord Moros, your reputation for elegance is indeed well-deserved. It is a great honor for me to speak with you face to face."

　Despite this, Naslin made no mention of entering the temporary spell workshop.

　It was obvious that she would not step into the realm of a demigod-level undead.

　The wizard's spell workshop.

　Seeing this, Moros showed no sign of disappointment.

　He knew perfectly well how ill-intentioned his previous invitation had been.

　If Naslin dares to step into his spell workshop, the necromancer would not hesitate to use the magic array within the workshop to eliminate this demigod-level lesser demon lord once and for all.

　But since the succubus lord in front of him was so cautious, he didn't mind listening to her cooperation plan.

　"Naslin, I am quite interested in the situation and cooperation opportunities in the Abyss that you mentioned. I would like to hear more about it."

　Upon hearing this, Naslin remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she breathed a sigh of relief.

　"Lord Moros, the situation in the Abyss is far more complex than it appears on the surface. The birth of each demon lord profoundly affects the balance of power throughout the Abyss..."

　Naslin's words were like a light in the fog, seemingly hazy, but actually hitting the nail on the head—

　Many demon lords do not want to see a new power rise and disrupt the existing order.

　"so what?"

　Moros stared blankly at Naslin.

　His gaze was as deep as an abyss, as if trying to pierce through her soul and see into the depths of her heart.

　The necromancer had little interest in becoming the demon lord of the 406th layer of the abyss.

　What he seeks is knowledge of legendary spells and high evaluations in hero template advancement quests.

　But this does not mean that he will be easily moved or persuaded by Naslin's empty words.

　What he needs is substantial content and value in the cooperation.

　Sensing the sharpness in Moros's gaze, Naslin smiled and responded with a humility that was also confident.

　“Lord Moros, I am well aware that your wisdom and power far surpass my own. But as the daughter of Mecanshite, I believe I am still qualified to cooperate with you…”

　Knowing that the moment had come, the succubus lord said no more.

　She looked directly into Moros's eyes and began to explain her analysis in detail.

　"I suspect that you may not intend to build your demon lord empire in the Abyss. Otherwise, you wouldn't have turned a blind eye to the territories of those lesser demon lords..."

　At this point, Naslin finally revealed her trump card.

　"In that case, why don't you choose to support me? Please believe me, once I successfully ascend to the position of Demon Lord, I will definitely give you an unprecedentedly generous reward."

　As she finished speaking, she gently moved her hands, untying the straps of her tight-fitting leather armor.

　Pulled down by gravity, the leather armor slowly slid off, revealing her graceful and alluring figure.

　At the same time, a captivating smile appeared on her lips, exuding an irresistible charm.

　However, faced with Naslin's captivating figure, Morros responded with a more calm and scrutinizing gaze.

　“Naslinn, your offer is certainly tempting, but I think you are aware of the Tanaris’ reputation. What makes you think I would believe your promise?”

　If he hadn't had the good fortune to spend wonderful times with beauties like Vervi and Alicia, perhaps Moros would have found it hard to resist Naslin's allure so easily.

　But there is no if in reality.

　Having enjoyed the pleasures of Alicia and the others, the necromancer's resistance in this regard is now quite formidable.

　In addition, given his exalted life level as a demigod, he was able to steadily maintain his inner defenses through his own willpower, even without Naslin casting any charm spells.

　Naslin was surprised to find that her charm had not had the desired effect on Moros.

　Even so, she dared not use charm magic.

　Doing this against a powerful spellcaster of demigod rank is tantamount to declaring war on them.

Chapter 621 Signing the Contract

　"Lord Moros, I understand your concerns. The reputation of the Tanaris demons may..."

　Despite realizing that her charm techniques were not working as expected against the necromancer, Succubus Lord Naslin still had no intention of putting on her leather armor.

　She boldly displayed her alluring and graceful figure to Moros.

　"Yes, it's rather complicated, but please do trust me. My reputation as Naslin is widely praised in Shendilaville. The cooperation I propose is based on a deep recognition of your outstanding abilities and an accurate assessment of the future situation. I believe you can appreciate the value of this cooperation."

　As she spoke, Naslin leaned forward slightly, her hands gracefully folded in front of her chest.

　The slightly sunken shape accentuates the wonderful tactile feel of the fruit.

　"I firmly believe that our goals can be complementary to each other to some extent."

　Naslin's eyes became unusually serious.

　"To show my sincerity, I can offer you some rare spellbooks that are hard to find on the market."

　As she spoke, the succubus lord's beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

　In an instant, as if by magic, several spellbooks appeared out of thin air in front of her.

　"Not only that, I am also willing to offer you the knowledge of legendary spells that have been lost to the annals of history as a reward for your support. At the same time, within my territory, you will enjoy absolute freedom and respect, and you will not be disturbed or hindered in any way, whether you are conducting academic research or exploring the unknown."