Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　"...I didn't give up, Hua, we won't..."

　I will give up.

　"Yes, we won't give up."

　Kevin continued.

　Humanity will surely prevail.

　After saying that, he stood up, his spine straight.

Chapter 648 Kevin's Oath and the Problem of the Necromancer

　Hector knew that the kingdom would eventually fall, and Achilles understood that he was heading towards death.

　But the two of them still went to the battlefield without hesitation.

　In this story, which was destined to be a tragedy from the very beginning, not a single person hesitated or wavered.

　They are like that, and so are we.

　Kevin took Sakura's body back to her hometown.

　But when he arrived there... all he saw was a desolate wasteland.

　The Herrscher manipulated the launch silos and used Honkai energy fission bombs to completely destroy all the cities on the Far East Islands.

　Standing in the now-ruined square... Kevin couldn't see a single cherry blossom.

　"On the burnt-out earth, I made a promise to her, to everyone: no matter the cost, humanity... will surely defeat the Honkai!"

　From that moment on, the god-slaying hero, who had witnessed endless tragedies in the world, made a resolute choice in his heart—

　Even if it transforms into a giant serpent that devours everything, it will perish together with the god who spreads suffering and tragedy!

　"Kevin..."

　Alicia opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

　She knew that Kevin's mind was made up.

　Even she, this pink fairy, could not shake such determination in the slightest.

　Not only her, but also Su, Kosmo, Hua, Eden, Padofelis, and almost all the Fusion Warriors who had deep feelings for Sakura gathered at this heavy and solemn funeral.

　They stood silently, each with complex emotions surging within them.

　It contains both mourning for Sakura's passing and complex emotions regarding Kevin's resolute choice.

　However, as Alicia sensed, in this situation, any words seemed pale and powerless.

　They couldn't persuade Kevin with words to change his decision, nor could they soothe the wounds in his heart with comfort.

　They could only silently accompany him, sharing his heavy sorrow and resolve.

　This moment also became the last time they gathered together in such unity.

　Once the detailed investigation report on this incident is released, such scenes may become a thing of the past.

　Half a day later.

　The afterglow of the setting sun struggled to pierce through layers of thick clouds, gently casting dappled light and shadow on the streets of Canberra, draping this weathered city in a soft golden glow.

　However, even under the soothing light, Canberra still could not completely shake off the shadow of that harrowing missile interception battle; the aftershocks of the Great Collapse still lingered over the city, refusing to dissipate.

　Shops along the streets were locked, pedestrians were few, and most residents chose to stay at home to avoid going out, leaving the whole city shrouded in silence and unease.

　In the political heart of the city, the majestic and historic Capitol Building stands tall, like a wise man who has traveled through time, silently witnessing the rise and fall of the city and the flow of history.

　With slightly heavy steps, Alicia walked past the ancient stone statues guarding the entrance of the building, which seemed to tell the story of past glories, and entered the hall that was filled with a strong historical atmosphere.

　From her perspective, the necromancer Morros, her beloved partner and the undisputed ruler of this land, sat atop a high platform in the center of the hall, scrutinizing the neatly arranged bureaucratic candidates below, awaiting selection.

　In the recent twelfth Great Collapse, the world was plunged into an unprecedented catastrophe.

　Rin, who awakened as the Twelfth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Erosion, launched a deadly attack on human settlements around the world using all the Honkai energy fission bombs in the Moth of Fire's stockpile as weapons.

　Many cities within the necromancer's territory were also not spared.

　In the midst of this catastrophe, apart from the three isolated cities of Canberra, Sydney, and Bangkok, all towns in the Morlos Territory with a permanent population of over ten thousand were reduced to ashes in the roar of ballistic missiles and the flames.

　Most of the bureaucrats who originally managed the territory for Moros lived in the cities under their jurisdiction.

　As the city was destroyed, they too were annihilated by the brilliant yet cruel light and heatwave released by the Honkai energy fission bomb.

　As a result, the management system of the necromancer's territory, which was originally struggling but still able to function, completely collapsed and disintegrated.

　Although in Moros's eyes, given the current progress of the Honkai Trial, he may not be able to witness the collection of taxes in the next quarter, he still maintains the wisdom of planning ahead.

　He personally stepped forward to select new bureaucratic candidates in the hall, hoping to rebuild the territory's management system as soon as possible.

　In the eyes of necromancers, it is always better to be prepared than to try to catch up at the last minute.

　When Alicia's figure appeared

　Now that they were in the hall, Moros's gaze softened instantly.

　He quickly completed the selection of bureaucratic candidates, then slowly descended from the high platform and went to greet the woman he deeply loved.

　His gaze met hers tenderly in her slightly tired but still resilient eyes.

　At this moment, all the weariness and unease in the world dissipate with the wind, leaving only two hearts tightly bound together, beating quietly in each other's world.

　"Ellie, you're back."

　There was a hint of worry in Moros's tone.

　With his deep understanding of Alicia and the extraordinary perception he gained after four leaps in life level, he keenly sensed that the pink fairy was emanating an indescribable sorrow.

　It was an aura completely different from her usual carefree and energetic image.

　Nodding gently, Alicia moved lightly to Moros's side, her gaze vacant as she stared at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, as if trying to release the sorrow in her heart with her gaze, letting it drift into the boundless sky.

　"What happened, Ellie?"

　Moros's voice was gentle and caring, like a warm spring breeze that gently caressed the heart of the pink fairy.

　He held Alicia's hand, his fingertips conveying warmth, trying to dispel the coldness and gloom in her heart and give her the strongest support.

　When Moros asked her questions, Alicia did not choose to hide the truth.

　She took a deep breath and poured out the story of Rin and Sakura, as well as Kevin's resolute choice, to her lover.

　From Sakura's passing to Kevin's tragic vow, every detail was like a sharp blade, cutting into her heart.

　“Moros, do you know? Kevin, he…”

　Alicia's voice trembled slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

　“I couldn’t dissuade him, nor could I understand why he would choose such a path of no return. But I know that his heart was filled with longing and sacrifice for the future of humanity.”

　As he listened quietly to the pink fairy's story, a complex expression flashed in Moros's eyes.

　Once Alicia's emotions had gradually calmed down, he asked in a voice filled with endless tenderness and concern.

　"Airi, do you still hope to see Sakura again?"

Chapter 649 Reincarnation

　Upon hearing Moros's question, Alicia looked up abruptly, a look of disbelief flashing in her azure eyes.

　“Moros, you mean…”

　Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of disbelief and joy, as if she were carefully touching a fragile miracle.

　The necromancer nodded slightly, his eyes deep and resolute.

　“Yes, Ellie. In this world corrupted by Honkai, although many things are beyond our control, there are always some miracles that even Honkai cannot take away. As long as Sakura’s soul has not completely vanished into the void, I can use the power of magic to bring her back from the abyss of death.”

　Admittedly, on the branches of this tree of imaginary numbers, there exist underlying rules that are extremely unfriendly to resurrection—

　The world allows consciousness to match new containers, but does not allow containers to collect dissipated consciousness.

　However, this rule does not apply to every corner of the tree of imaginary numbers.

　If you turn your gaze to the vast and boundless branches of the tree of imaginary numbers, you will find that this rule does not actually exist.

　Therefore, what Moros faces is not as difficult and insurmountable as confronting the ironclad laws of the entire tree of imaginary numbers.

　If that rule is followed by the entire Imaginary Tree, then the necromancer wouldn't even consider challenging it, because that would be tantamount to confronting such a great being as the Imaginary Tree itself.

　Before the two supreme beings of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and the Sea of ​​Quanta, let alone a mere spellcaster at the limit of the demigod level, even true god-level beings like the Cocoon of the End and the Star God of Rules are nothing more than insignificant ants.

　It was based on this understanding that Moros asked Alicia such a question.

　He knew that what he was facing was merely a rule on a branch of the tree of imaginary numbers, a brief and localized upheaval.

　His extraordinary power—magic—is enough to allow him to create miracles on this branch.

　Although this miracle seems out of step with the rules of this branch, it is not entirely impossible.

　Getting back to the point, after understanding the deeper meaning in her beloved partner's words, a warm feeling welled up in Alicia's heart.

　That was a long-awaited ray of hope, piercing through the gloom that had shrouded my heart for days.

　She held Moros's hand tightly, the warmth between their fingertips like a ray of sunshine in winter, both comforting and powerful, giving her unprecedented peace of mind and solace.

　"Really? Moros, do you really think it's still possible?"

　The pink fairy's voice was tinged with an undisguised sob.

　Those were emotions that had been buried deep in my heart for a long time, and at this moment they finally found an opportunity to be released.

　Raise your hand gently

　As he gently stroked Alicia's flawless face, feeling the delicate and subtle touch, a tender smile bloomed on Morros's lips.

　“Nothing is impossible in this world, Ellie. As long as we are willing to believe and willing to search, there will always be a glimmer of hope. And don’t forget, I am a necromancer. Dealing with souls and death is what I do best.”

　Upon hearing this, Alicia's eyes gradually reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

　She nodded vigorously, every subtle movement revealing her deep gratitude and unconditional trust in Moros.

　"Thank you, Moros."

　As if suddenly remembering something, Miss Pink Fairy's words carried a hint of hesitation and worry.

　"Um, won't you have to pay a huge price for doing this?"

　There was a hint of reluctance in Alicia's voice.

　She knew very well that Moros was willing to give everything for her, but she also didn't want to see him get hurt because of it.

　Shaking his head, the necromancer looked directly into the eyes of the pink fairy with an extremely honest gaze.

　“Ellie, for you, I am willing to overcome countless difficulties and obstacles, even if the road ahead is full of thorns and challenges. Reviving Sakura does require a certain price, but for me, that price is insignificant compared to the chance to reunite you with Sakura.”

　Upon hearing this, the light in Alicia's eyes dimmed slightly.

　She gently withdrew her hand from Moros's tight grip, a resolute yet complex expression appearing on her face.

　"Moros, I can't let you bear those unknown and potentially extremely heavy costs for my sake and for Sakura's sake. I know your feelings better than anyone else, and I cherish them immensely. But I cannot accept this sacrifice."

　Her voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

　Seeing this, a hint of emotion flashed in Moros's eyes.

　This pure love from the Herrscher of Origin was something he couldn't bear to part with, and he didn't want to see her suffer any pain.

　But he also knew that Alicia would never easily agree if he didn't make things clear.

　Then, the necromancer slowly took out a spell scroll exuding an ancient aura from his storage ring and gently placed it into Alicia's arms.

　On the scroll, golden runes shimmered in the dim light, clearly writing the common language of the four Ashan worlds—reincarnation and rebirth.

　[Rebirth]: A level 5 Light Magic spell that consumes 1500 mana. It resurrects a dead creature, granting it all of its basic attributes from before its death. Requires the deceased's complete remains. Cannot be cast on undead or elemental creatures.

　Looking down at the precious spell scroll, Alicia's eyes revealed undisguised joy and disbelief.

　She looked up at Moros, her voice trembling with a hint of surprise.

　"Moros, is this...is this true? The price for reviving Sakura is...only this much?"

　Having been with Moros for so long, Alicia, with her intelligence, could certainly understand the writing in the common language of Ashan.

　As she carefully read every word on the spell scroll, even a knowledgeable Herrscher of Origin couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of emotion within her.

　She could hardly believe that reviving Sakura, such a seemingly unattainable miracle, would only require such a relatively small amount of magic power.