Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　As for the protection issues of the balloon city itself?

　This is not a difficult problem to solve either.

　For a spellcaster capable of setting up a [territory-level soul collection array], these challenges are nothing more than trivial matters.

　By simply establishing a few large magic arrays, Moros can ensure that the cities built in the balloon colonies are protected from all kinds of potential negative factors.

　Moreover, this technological genius, Vilvi, also possesses many cutting-edge technologies that can be applied to the construction of the balloon colony.

　For example, the special composite material she developed can be used to construct the surface of balloons, which is not only lightweight and durable, but also effectively resists the erosion of harsh environments.

　The super-large collapse energy reactor provides a continuous energy supply for the balloon city, ensuring the normal operation of various facilities.

　The advanced propulsion system gives the balloon city the ability to move, allowing it to freely traverse Venus's atmosphere as needed...

　With the technical support provided by the expert, coupled with Moros's powerful magic, establishing a colony on Venus, a planet with a harsh environment, was no longer a distant dream.

　This is one of the reasons why necromancers ultimately chose Venus rather than Mars as the location for establishing their colonies.

　Compared to environmental factors, Mars, as a planetary supercomputer, undoubtedly holds immeasurable secrets.

　These secrets may not pose a substantial threat to Moros personally, but for a vast colony planned to accommodate at least 100,000 people, the potential risks are immense, enough to plunge the colony into utter ruin countless times.

　In fact, after in-depth discussions with Vervie and Mebius, two of the most outstanding scientists of the previous civilization, they expressed the same view.

　Although they were very interested in Mars, the planetary supercomputer described by Morros, both Velvet and Mebius had to admit that Venus had a clear advantage over Mars as a planned colony site.

　With the joint planning of Moros, Vervier, and Mebius, the construction of the balloon colony above Venus was officially launched.

　The necromancer used his magical powers to temporarily construct a massive, imposing horizontal force field wall stretching for hundreds of kilometers within the designated balloon city construction area.

　The existence of this barrier wall cleverly transforms the originally extremely difficult problem of high-altitude construction into a relatively simple ground operation.

　In addition, he spared no expense in using a massive amount of magic power and magical materials to open a semi-permanent interdimensional portal, building a bridge between the demiplane and this terrestrial planet.

　The expert did not disappoint Moros's efforts.

　Using the demiplane portal, she continuously mobilized a large number of armed puppets and various materials needed for the construction of the balloon colony from the demiplane.

　The addition of these armed puppets accelerated the construction of the balloon colony.

　Moreover, Vilvi also meticulously designed a highly efficient circulating water system.

　This system can cleverly extract water from the atmosphere of Venus and transform it into pure, drinkable water through a series of advanced filtration and purification technologies.

　As for Mebius?

　Unfortunately, there were no stages in the colonial development process at this stage that required her personal involvement.

Chapter 769 Paintings on Venus

　half a month later.

　Outside the atmosphere of Venus, on a Paris-class heavy frigate, in the fifth luxury cabin.

　Thanks to Vervier's ingenious design, the luxurious cabins in this powerful spaceship not only offer unparalleled comfort, but also boast an astonishing level of sound insulation.

　Therefore, even though Moros and Velvey were busily building a balloon colony in the atmosphere below the warship, the interior of the Paris-class heavy frigate maintained its unchanging tranquility.

　It was precisely because of these excellent conditions that when Mebius traveled by shuttle to the balloon colony under construction, she confidently left Gretsch on the Paris-class heavy frigate hovering at the very top of Venus's atmosphere.

　Both Moros's masterful teleportation magic and the exceptional performance of the shuttle designed and manufactured by Velvi were sufficient to ensure that she could return to the Paris-class heavy frigate hovering at the edge of Venus's atmosphere in a very short time.

　Given that, Mebius naturally had nothing to worry about.

　"Hmm~"

　In the soft light, the blue-haired girl slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

　"Grandma Mebius?"

　Naturally, her calls went unanswered.

　"Is it already morning...?"

　The girl yawned and sat up in bed.

　She gently rubbed her hands.

　Her purple eyes, upon seeing that there was no one around her, suddenly reminded her of what happened last night.

　Last night, Mebius told her that she needed to work on the colony today and couldn't play with her, so she should stay on the ship.

　"Gresh... will take good care of herself!"

　The blue-haired girl murmured softly and stretched.

　Then, she lifted the comfortable blankets and slipped her fair, delicate feet into her fluffy slippers.

　Although Gretchen preferred the feeling of walking barefoot on the ground, Mebius clearly wouldn't allow her to do so.

　With Grandma Mebius's patient persuasion, Gretchen had no choice but to compromise.

　Wearing slippers, the girl walked to the cabin window.

　Outside the window, the magnificent scenery at the edge of Venus's atmosphere is like a dream, as if it were nature's most mysterious gift.

　Although she had already spent half a month on this strange planet and such scenery was no longer unfamiliar to her, every time Gretchen gazed at it, her heart was deeply moved by this beauty that was so different from Earth and the universe.

　Coming back to her senses from the shock, the girl parted her lips slightly.

　"Sister Leon, could you get me some drawing tools?"

　As Gretchen finished speaking, a holographic image emitting a soft blue light quietly appeared in the space of the No. 5 luxury cabin.

　This is the artificial soul aggregate that controls this warship.

　It not only shoulders the important task of daily maintenance and management of warships, but also has the powerful ability to communicate seamlessly with the ship's personnel and provide comprehensive information support.

　Admittedly, the necromancer did not give this artificial soul aggregate a specific name.

　In Moros's eyes, this expensive and powerful warship was nothing more than a tool to buy time, pursue the enemy, and transport undead troops; it had no value in giving it a name.

　However, Virvi held a completely different attitude towards this.

　With boundless enthusiasm and creativity, Miss Magician meticulously selected a name for each of the warships commanded by her beloved partner.

　The Paris-class heavy frigate that Morros and they traveled together through interstellar space to reach Venus was given the evocative name "Lyon" by Vervière.

　Therefore, Gretchen naturally and affectionately called the holographic image that accompanied her "Sister Leon".

　“Of course, no problem, Miss Gretsch.”

　The hologram responded in a gentle and respectful tone.

　With the authority granted by the necromancer, Gretsch could easily command this undead creature composed of thousands of souls.

　Gretchen didn't have to wait long.

　In just a few dozen seconds, a set of exquisite painting tools was delivered into the No. 5 luxury cabin by a drone.

　This tool set is a masterpiece.

　A wide variety of paintbrushes, exquisite palettes, and colorful, high-quality paints are all available. Each piece fully demonstrates the craftsman's superb skills and endless love for art, making the entire space filled with a unique charm where money and art are perfectly blended.

　"Thank you, Sister Lyon!"

　Greta expressed her gratitude to the artificial soul aggregate in her sweet voice.

　She then eagerly threw herself into her creative work.

　The blue-haired girl picked up a paintbrush, carefully dipped it in paint, and began to sketch on the specially made drawing paper.

　Her movements were gentle and focused, each stroke reflecting her keen observation and profound understanding of the world around her.

　The spectacular view of Venus's atmosphere outside the window, as well as the unique tranquility inside the warship, became vivid subjects of her writing.

　Over time, a painting depicting the scenery of Venus gradually took shape.

　In the scene, golden sunlight pierces through the thin mist, illuminating layers of clouds and rendering the entire sky dreamlike.

　In the distance, the Paris-class heavy frigate "Lyon" hovers silently in the mysterious sky like a loyal guardian, blending into the surrounding scenery to create a harmonious and magnificent picture.

　It was obvious that after the shadow of the final judgment dissipated, Gretchen's mood brightened considerably.

　This shift is fully reflected in her paintings, with a significant reduction in tragic elements, replaced by more works like this one, full of life and peaceful beauty.

　Just as Gretchen was immersed in the joy and satisfaction of her creation, the cabin communicator suddenly rang, a crisp ringing interrupting her thoughts and pulling her back to reality from the sea of ​​art.

　“Miss Gretsch, Dr. Möbius has finished his work for the day and is on his way back. He is expected to arrive in half an hour.”

　"Great!"

　Greta put down her paintbrush, a look of anticipation spreading across her face.

　She knew that Grandma Mebius's return meant that they could sit together again and share their stories and discoveries.

　During this waiting time, Gretchen carefully examined her painting, making final touches and adjustments to ensure that every color and every line was perfect.

　It is vulnerable to attack.

　Then, she set the painting aside to air dry, turned and walked to the porthole, casting her gaze once again upon the breathtaking view outside, her heart filled with anticipation for her reunion with Grandma Mebius.

　Soon after, with a slight tremor, the shuttle landed steadily on the warship, announcing Dr. Möbius's safe return.

　Unable to contain her excitement, Gretchen immediately rushed out of the cabin to greet her hero—her dear Grandma Mebius.

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Chapter 770 The Attitude of Sora and the Cocoon of the End and the Construction of the Balloon City

　Of course, So could not be completely unaware of the balloon colony that was under construction at a rapid pace.

　The necromancer did not deliberately use illusion magic to conceal the massive project of building this colony. With the terrifying power of this high-dimensional plant rooted in the Sea of ​​Quanta, which is only a step away from the realm of gods, how could she be completely unaware of it?

　Initially, when So discovered that the necromancer intended to establish a colony on the land of Freussa (Venus), she was furious.

　As the last inheritor of the Friusa civilization, she regarded this planet as the eternal resting place of the Friusa civilization.

　Now, the necromancer is brazenly carrying out colonial expansion on the very graveyard of her civilization, and one can only imagine the fury in So's heart.

　However, after calmly weighing the pros and cons, So had to reluctantly admit that interfering with the necromancer's actions might only bring greater losses and hardly yield any substantial benefits.

　Moros knew everything about his own soul reserves, but So was completely unaware of them.

　In her view, although there might be some restrictions on the necromancer's spellcasting materials, considering his previous extravagant and wasteful style, So speculated that the restrictions might be extremely lenient and have a very high ceiling.

　Based on this judgment, after her previous encounters with the necromancer, So was convinced that she would have difficulty competing with the necromancer on the vast stage of the material universe.

　Therefore, it would be extremely unwise to expend enormous energy in a pointless battle with a necromancer in order to vent one's burning anger.

　For Sa, her sole pursuit is to ultimately defeat the final cocoon that once destroyed the civilization of Friusa by continuously accumulating size.

　Without a doubt, in the face of such a lofty aspiration, personal anger and discontent are simply incomparable.

　Therefore, even though the anger in his heart was always churning, So never had the idea of ​​sending forces to Freussa to interfere with the construction of the necromancer colony.

　With her extraordinary abilities, Sona was fully capable of frequently channeling her power into Frossa, thereby disrupting the necromancer's colony-building process.

　However, all of this requires energy.

　Even though the energy required for mass-produced units like [One Mind, Three Confusions], [Alien Guardian - Correction], [Alien Guardian - Preservation of Truth], and [Alien Guardian - Filling Gaps] is not much compared to limbs with demigod-level power, this energy is still something she painstakingly harvested from world bubbles through tireless efforts.

　In the eyes of this high-dimensional plant that always regards the accumulation of energy as the core element to overcome the cocoon of the end, any waste of energy that cannot bring substantial benefits is unacceptable.

　So was well aware that although deploying alien guardians could cause some trouble for the necromancer's colony construction projects, such a move would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock in the face of their powerful spellcasting abilities, and it would be difficult to achieve much substantial results.

　In this situation, she naturally wouldn't waste her precious energy on such a low-yield endeavor.

　Even so, So had to suppress his anger and bury his deep indignation at the necromancers' colonial practices deep in his heart, resolutely deciding to abandon any action to interfere with their colonial development.

　Even though this decision was heartbreaking for her.

　Not only Sa, but also the Cocoon of the End, as the arranger of the imaginary energy tidal zone that seals off this star system, also noticed the necromancer's actions of building a colony on Venus.

　But as His countless past prudent decisions have shown, in order to avoid unintentionally getting involved in or interfering with the far-reaching plans of the two supreme rulers, the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and the Sea of ​​Quanta, this powerful being lurking in the strange space on the far side of the moon has chosen to remain on the sidelines without interfering.

　Although the power of the Cocoon of the End is almost comparable to that of a Star God, under the supreme will of the two great tree-sea systems, the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and the Sea of ​​Quanta, it knows that it is no different from a tiny ant.

　It is this profound self-awareness that provides the logical support behind many of the seemingly incomprehensible behaviors of the Cocoon of the End.

　Compared to bearing the burden of those two supreme beings

　Rather than directly eliminating the risk of interfering with the necromancer's actions, the Cocoon of the End prefers to remain silent and merely observe.

　While such an option may not bring significant benefits, it undoubtedly minimizes the risks.

　For this being who had already entered the realm of gods in immeasurable ancient times, the importance of survival and stability clearly far outweighed any temporary gains or losses.