Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Alternatively, she could wisely choose to retreat and wait for a more suitable opportunity to try and seize the black box that imprisons Ling's consciousness.

　Alternatively, she could go all the way down that path, recklessly forging ahead to find and seize the black box, thus freeing Bell from her captivity.

　For Sakura, who would protect her sister's pride until her death, isn't it obvious what choice she would make?

　Gripping the icy blue katana that exuded a faint chill, Sakura's pale purple eyes gleamed with a resolute light.

　Bell, your big sister is here to save you...

　He silently chanted in his heart, and the [Frosty Prison] sword was suddenly drawn.

　A wave of icy blue Honkai energy swept across the entire corridor, instantly wiping out the undead forces that Mebius had sent to intercept her.

　This scene is not surprising.

　Those vampire counts were merely level four undead soldiers, which, when converted to the superhuman ranking system, would only be equivalent to a mid-level existence.

　Faced with the attack of Sakura, a powerful being who had almost reached the end of the path to the high-level legendary rank, their total annihilation was entirely expected.

　After annihilating the undead forces that came to intercept her, Sakura's eyes became even more determined, as if no obstacle could stop her from moving forward.

　She knew that her time was extremely precious, and every second wasted could cause Ling more suffering.

　Therefore, Sakura decided to make no further hesitation and head straight into the depths of the Möbius Institute.

　Along the way, she encountered many traps and obstacles set by the AI ​​of the management research institute in an attempt to intercept her, but none of these could stop her.

　With her extraordinary strength and keen sense of danger, Sakura is always able to skillfully avoid traps or eliminate them in one fell swoop.

　But just as she was about to reach the room where Mebius and Hua had been, her steps involuntarily came to a halt.

　Her gaze locked onto the front, and a black box that she had been longing for suddenly came into view—the black box that sealed the Twelfth Herrscher, who was also her beloved younger sister, Rin.

　However, this sudden "discovery" did not bring Sakura any joy.

　the reason is simple.

　Because the one who firmly holds this black box at this moment is none other than the necromancer who makes countless living beings tremble.

　“Moros…”

　Sakura uttered the name dryly, and all the light in her eyes vanished instantly.

　She had browsed through the Firemoth's database countless times, gaining a deep understanding of necromancers.

　Sakura knew in her heart that compared to Moros, her strength was worlds apart.

　Let alone taking the black box back from him, even getting away unscathed would be an impossible task for her.

　"Sakura, surrender. You have no chance of winning."

　Standing beside Moros, Möbius spoke with a smile.

　She always maintained a research-oriented curiosity about Sakura, so she didn't mind forgiving Sakura's previous offenses because of this curiosity.

　"Sakura, don't let down the second life your mentor gave you."

　The conductor also gently offered her advice.

Chapter 671 A Crushing Victory

　Sakura did not immediately respond to Mebius and Vervier's attempts to persuade her to surrender.

　Her gaze was fixed on the black box, as if she wanted to penetrate the cold, dark red shell with strong will and have a spiritual conversation with her sister who was sealed inside.

　Rin's image flashed through Sakura's mind like a revolving lantern, and the happy times they spent together surged back like a tidal wave, each scene deeply piercing her heart.

　"I...can't give up."

　Sakura's voice, though faint as a whisper, revealed an unwavering resolve.

　"Rin is my sister, the closest person to me in this world. No matter how powerful the enemy, I must try."

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

　He took two steps forward, his body forming an insurmountable barrier between Sakura, Mebius, and Vervière.

　"Courage is commendable, but ignorance is often more deadly than weakness. Do you think you can challenge me with your meager strength?"

　The necromancer's words were calm and precise, without the slightest error.

　Indeed, compared to his early days when he first stepped into the realm of demigods, Moros is now a completely different person.

　Having undergone the brutal tempering of the bottomless abyss and accumulated experience over a long period of time, he is now considered one of the best among demigods.

　Although he has not yet reached the demigod limit level where the Commander and the Herrscher of the End are, when facing Sakura, who is only at the high-level legendary level, he is undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain, almost equivalent to an invincible existence.

　Feeling the immense pressure emanating from Moros, Sakura took a deep breath, trying to calm her fear and panic.

　She knew that Moros's power was far beyond what she could directly confront.

　Therefore, her gaze began to wander, carefully observing the surrounding environment, looking for possible turning points or advantageous conditions that could be utilized.

　The necromancer was naturally aware of Sakura's subtle actions.

　However, he didn't take it to heart.

　If the gap in strength could be bridged so easily, wouldn't his demigod-level strength become a joke, all in name only?

　Of course, this was also because he harbored the intention of winning back Sakura.

　After all, a powerful expert at the high-level legendary rank is worth the effort he puts into acquiring.

　Admittedly, with the black box containing the bell sealed in his hand, he was fully capable of forcing Sakura to submit to him.

　However, even with a magical contract binding them, a high-ranking legend forced into submission is far less valuable than a powerful individual who willingly pledges allegiance.

　To get Sakura to work for him willingly, Moros naturally needs to demonstrate his immense power.

　If he can't demonstrate his own strength, how can he convince Sakura that he has the ability to ensure Rin's safety in this era that is on the verge of destruction?

　Given the deep sisterly bond between Sakura and Rin, as long as Moros can guarantee Rin's safety, Sakura will naturally be unable to escape his control.

　Getting back to the point, after confirming that there were no usable environmental factors in the surroundings, a resolute look flashed in Sakura's pale purple eyes.

　Gripping her ice-blue katana, [Frosty Prison], tightly, Sakura attacked without hesitation.

　She understood, of course, that confronting Moros head-on would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, but in order to rescue her imprisoned sister Ling, she was willing to become the "overconfident person" in the eyes of the world.

　Sakura's figure suddenly shot up like an ice-blue lightning bolt, instantly closing the distance between her and the necromancer.

　In the blink of an eye, the Frost Prison Ice Sky burst forth from its sheath.

　A flash of light tore through space.

　This is a unique skill that only Sakura can wield, and it represents the pinnacle of human swordsmanship in this era.

　With a flash of light, the space was frozen.

　However, faced with Sakura's sudden and incredibly powerful attack, Moros remained unusually calm and composed.

　Without making any unnecessary movements, a series of dark magic spells bound Sakura tightly like invisible chains.

　No matter how hard Sakura struggled or how much power she unleashed, she could not break free from the magical chains formed by hundreds of dark spells.

　During the previous Hero Template promotion quest, Moros acquired a wealth of magical knowledge from the Succubus Lord Naslin, including a super magic technique called [Multicast].

　[Multi-cast]: Allows the caster to cast multiple spells at the same time.

　Although Moros's current mastery of the supermagic technique of "Multicast" is still limited, he can only cast three different spells at the same time. Even when casting the same spell repeatedly, he can only double that number at most.

　But he is also proficient in another super magic technique called [Instant Spellcasting].

　The combination of these two super-magical techniques granted Moros the extraordinary ability to unleash hundreds of spells in a very brief instant, almost simultaneously.

　Although such a magical bombardment requires a massive amount of magic power, compared to the terrifying offensive it can unleash, such magic power consumption is undoubtedly well worth it.

　It is obvious that even a hero-level fusion warrior like Sakura would have no chance against such a dense and powerful spell bombardment from a demigod-level spellcaster.

　In just one encounter, she was overwhelmed by the overwhelming dark magic and plunged into an unprecedented predicament.

　Realizing she had become a fish on a chopping board, Sakura's body trembled involuntarily.

　The icy blue katana, [Frosty Prison], slipped from her hand and struck the ground helplessly, making a crisp yet mournful echo.

　In her pale purple eyes, resentment and despair intertwined into a complex emotion, yet she could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded, powerless to mount any further resistance.

　Slowly walking up to Sakura, Moros lowered his head, looking into Sakura's eyes filled with anger and helplessness, a faint smile curving his lips.

　"Sakura, your courage is admirable, but your strength is not enough to support your determination."

　Moros's words struck Sakura's heart like a heavy hammer, making her feel suffocated and even breathing seemed extremely difficult.

　Sakura gritted her teeth, trying hard not to let her tears fall.

　She raised her head, her gaze fixed firmly on Moros, her voice hoarse yet filled with unyielding spirit.

　"You won't make me submit! I will never let you hurt Rin!"

　He shook his head, a barely perceptible hint of contempt flashing in Moros's eyes.

　To make such a statement when one has no power...

　He definitely won't do that.

　"Hurt her? No, I..."

　I never intended to do that. I just want you, and your power, to be used by me.

　Standing to the side, Vervière and Möbius witnessed this battle of wits and wills, their faces displaying complex and subtle expressions.

　With their extraordinary wisdom, they easily saw through Moros's true intentions.

　But they also knew that the people they loved would never easily let go of this beautiful girl.

Chapter 672 Sakura's Choice

　Upon hearing Moros's words, Sakura felt a surge of anger.

　She has always had a clear and profound understanding of her own charm.

　It wasn't uncommon for people to covet her beauty in the past.

　However, thanks to their truly unparalleled swordsmanship and exquisite assassination skills, those who coveted them could only remain in their fantasies and could not put their ill intentions into practice.

　Once Sakura joined Dr. Mei's camp, such a thing would be even less likely to happen to her.

　However, after fully understanding the necromancer's true intentions, Sakura gradually regained her composure.

　Although she didn't want to become a weapon in someone else's hands, at this moment, she clearly realized that she didn't actually have many choices.

　Seeing that Sakura had regained her composure, a look of satisfaction flashed in Moros's eyes.

　His desire to recruit Sakura was merely a spur-of-the-moment decision.

　If she is too stubborn, then he doesn't necessarily have to bring her under his wing.

　Raising his hand, Moros steadily placed the black box containing the Twelfth Herrscher in front of Sakura, and spoke slowly in a gentle yet seductive tone.

　“Sakura, look, this box contains your most precious treasure. And I am the one who can protect this treasure from harm. In this chaotic era, power reigns supreme. You and I both know that you alone cannot protect Rin. But if you are willing to become my subordinate, I can solemnly promise you that Rin will receive unprecedented safety and protection.”

　Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed in Sakura's eyes.

　She pressed her lips together, trying her best to find loopholes in Moros's words, but Moros's words were like sharp blades, each sentence hitting the nail on the head, leaving her with no way to refute them.

　She knew that in her current situation, she was indeed powerless to protect Ling.

　"Why do you want me to believe you?"

　Sakura's voice trembled slightly, but she still persisted in asking.

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

　He understood that Sakura's words revealed her inner turmoil.

　From his storage ring, he took out a meticulously sealed magic contract scroll, gently unfurled it, and placed it before Sakura's eyes.

　"This is a magical contract. Once signed, even I cannot unilaterally break its terms..."

　After briefly explaining the function of the magic contract, Moros added a sentence.

　"Of course, I respect your choice. You can choose to refuse, but the consequences may be unbearable for you."

　Sakura's gaze lingered on the contract for a long time, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

　She was acutely aware that once she signed the contract, it would mean that she would tie her fate closely to this demigod whom she did not fully trust.

　On the other hand, Ling's safety is the bottom line she can never give up.