Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Thanks to this adjustment, the Halberd-class destroyers have successfully optimized and reduced their cost and construction time.

　According to Vervier, the cost of each Halberd-class destroyer is equivalent to the cost of building two Paris-class heavy frigates.

　Even more remarkable is that, under her meticulous planning, the shipyard located in another colony was able to efficiently advance the construction of this cutting-edge spaceship at a rate of completing a batch (a total of 6) of Halberd-class destroyers every 3 months.

　After listening to the expert's introduction, Moros couldn't help but show his heartfelt admiration.

　His eyes gleamed with excitement, as if he were witnessing firsthand the magnificent sight of swarms of Halberd-class destroyers cruising through the stars.

　"That's amazing!"

　The necromancer sighed sincerely.

　"Vellvii, your design talent and vision have once again impressed me. This Halberd-class destroyer will undoubtedly become an incomparably sharp sword in our fleet, clearing obstacles on our path to conquest."

　He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, lost in thought.

　The profound wisdom gained from four leaps in life level made him realize that possessing such a powerful spaceship would greatly enhance the overall strength of his fleet, giving him a more advantageous position in future interstellar wars.

　However, it must be mentioned that compared to those demigod-level powerhouses who can single-handedly sweep away thousands of troops, the effectiveness of the Halberd-class destroyers is indeed somewhat diminished.

　After all, even a relatively mediocre melee-class demigod can protect himself against a Halberd-class destroyer.

　If the crew of the Halberd-class destroyer were a little careless, they might actually be breached by a demigod warrior who could break through the shields and armor, rush into the ship's interior, and wreak havoc.

　Even so, it cannot overshadow the value of the Halberd-class destroyers.

　Therefore, Moros felt it necessary to further discuss the mass production plan for this spaceship with his lover.

　"So, what are your specific plans regarding the mass production of this warship?"

　Faced with the necromancer's question, a confident smile appeared on Wilvi's lips.

　"I have already devised a meticulous plan. As long as our shipyards operate at full capacity, a batch of Halberd-class destroyers can be successfully launched every three months. I am confident that in the near future, our fleet will possess a powerful force consisting of hundreds of Halberd-class destroyers."

　Upon hearing this, Moros's face lit up with a satisfied smile.

　Subsequently, he and Vervier had in-depth discussions and exchanges on the mass production plan, tactical exercises, and logistical support for the Halberd-class destroyers.

　Both the necromancer and the expert knew that only by perfecting these details could they ensure that this powerful spaceship could unleash its full potential in future battles.

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Chapter 795 The Financial Dilemma and Solutions Arising from Technological Breakthroughs

　After detailing the specific parameters and production plan of the Halberd-class destroyers, as if she had thought of something, Velvet asked her lover in a questioning tone.

　"Moros, haven't you always relied on that cemetery city to build your fleet? Why did you switch to a normal production method this time?"

　When faced with the expert's question, Moros frankly explained his thoughts.

　"The blacksmith shop can indeed quickly recruit a large number of warships, but that requires too many resources..."

　The necromancer ultimately relies on the power of magic to reach his current level of power, and many of his ideas are different from those of normal technological civilization.

　For a technological civilization that has entered interstellar society, the construction of naval fleets is not as intensive and costly as that of an army, so it is impossible to expand them at will. A sufficiently powerful fleet must be maintained at all times, otherwise, if they are not built when they are not needed, they will have no ships to use when they are needed.

　But Moros is different.

　For him, all he needed to do was sacrifice one Halberd-class destroyer to input the corresponding war machine template into the [Blacksmith Shop]. After that, all he needed to do was pay enough Ashan gold coins, and he could obtain a powerful fleet composed entirely of Halberd-class destroyers in just a few breaths.

　There's a small problem with purchasing war machines through the blacksmith...

　Or rather, it wasn't a problem with the blacksmith shop, but rather with this "poor" necromancer—

　money!

　In the previous fifteen years, not only did Velvi's technology make leaps and bounds, but Moros also made great progress in alchemy.

　Now, with the help of his advanced legendary-level Alchemy skills, he has successfully replicated all the Necropolis faction's unit nests, including the Necropolis Military Outpost, which can recruit Death Knights/Dread Knights.

　With this magical technology that can greatly enhance the war potential of the undead army, it goes without saying what the necromancers will do.

　He built these unit nests, capable of recruiting different levels of Necropolis faction undead units, in every location on the demiplane where these unit nests could be established.

　This action significantly increased the number of undead units he could recruit per unit of time (per week), but it also consumed almost all of the magical resources he had accumulated over the past fifteen years.

　This is why, even though the performance of the Halberd-class destroyers had been recognized by Moros, he could only allow the expert to expand his fleet in the form of a mass-produced fleet in a normal technological civilization.

　After understanding what her lover meant, Wilvi couldn't help but chuckle.

　She never imagined that a necromancer would be in such a predicament.

　However, despite her laughter, Vivi was still very concerned about the difficulties her lover was currently facing.

　Do you need my help?

　"Need not."

　After directly rejecting the expert's suggestion, Moros added another sentence.

　"Once the taxes from those colonies arrive next month, our current financial difficulties will be resolved."

　Upon hearing this, a gentle light flashed in Vilvi's pink eyes.

　"You're always like this, carrying everything on your own. But since you say that, I'm relieved. Remember, if you need anything, don't hide it from me; I'm your dearest."

　Moros's lips curled up slightly at the words of comfort from his lover and apprentice.

　"Don't worry, my dear Velvi, when have I ever let you down? This predicament is only temporary. With the taxes from those colonies, plus our existing resources, we can soon revitalize the undead army. Then, we can truly rest easy."

　This was not just a consolation, but a conclusion he reached after careful calculation.

　As of today, a total of sixteen balloon cities have been floating in Venus's atmosphere.

　That's a population of 330 million!

　With such a large population, the amount of goods that can be produced each month is unimaginable.

　Even after deducting the costs of these alien colonies themselves, as well as the share reserved for Velvi and the others, the remaining amount is still enough to bring the necromancer's financial income into a relatively healthy phase.

　Although it will still be impossible to accumulate much magical resources by then, it will be a great help just to cover the undead troops needed for each unit recruitment cycle.

　Moreover, given Venus's abundant resources, a mere sixteen balloon cities are far from sufficient to fully utilize them.

　Once more balloon cities are established, Moros's fiscal revenue will definitely see a significant increase.

　As is well known, a spellcaster with money and a spellcaster without money are two completely different professions.

　Given the necromancer's current spellcasting skills, as long as there are sufficient magical resources as a backup, except for that...

　Having reached the level of a Star God, the Cocoon of the End will be a force to be reckoned with throughout the entire solar system, making it difficult to find anything that can truly challenge its position.

　This naturally includes Kiana, the Herrscher of the End who may suddenly appear in the future and embrace the Cocoon of the End.

　Indeed, once Kiana completes her embrace with the cocoon, her strength will likely surpass that of mortals, entering the supreme realm of gods.

　But Moros firmly believes that after a long period of 50,000 years and having mastered the magical knowledge of the entire cemetery faction, setting foot in the realm of the gods is by no means an unattainable dream.

　As beings within the same divine realm, the necromancer naturally felt no fear towards it.

　Getting back to the point, having sensed the unwavering conviction in Moros's words, Velvi didn't say anything more.

　She walked quickly to her lover, stretched out her arms, and hugged him tightly.

　Savoring the soft, warm touch before him, and inhaling the alluring fragrance emanating from Vervi's two-tone hair, a gentle light flickered in the necromancer's eyes.

　He will never tire of the joy of embracing his loved one.

　"Vilvie, having you by my side is my greatest fortune."

　Moros's voice was deep and full of gratitude, each word like a sincere confession from the deepest part of his heart.

　He looked up and the expert gazed at him affectionately with her soft, pink eyes, a smile playing on her lips.

　"Moros, we are one. No matter what difficulties we face, I will fight alongside you forever."

　The two smiled at each other; their tacit understanding and deep affection needed no further explanation.

　Then, Velvi slowly withdrew from Morros's embrace.

　"Now that you have a plan, I will fully support you. I will continue to optimize our colony management to ensure that every resource is used most effectively."

　With a slight nod, Moros's eyes were full of admiration and trust.

　"It is my greatest honor to have a partner and assistant like you. Rest assured, I will resolve the current predicament as soon as possible, make our undead army stronger, and lay a solid foundation for our future."

Chapter 796 The Quantum Sea Exploration Project

　After spending a week of fun with Velvi in ​​the newly established Venus colony, Moros resolutely returned to the Level 5 Magic Guild located in the demiplane cemetery city.

　Although he had unwavering confidence in his future, the necromancer knew very well that turning that confidence into reality required relentless effort.

　Therefore, he never relaxed his dedication and persistence in magical research from beginning to end.

　This huge investment of time, energy, and resources was ultimately not in vain.

　In the preceding fifteen years, Moros's strength had once again achieved a slight leap forward.

　[Enlightenment (Demigod)]: Increases the experience gained by the hero by 50%, and increases the main attribute (Curse Power) by 4 points per level.

　This major breakthrough, which propelled his magical skill from the High Legendary rank to the Demigod rank, caused his [Curse Power] attribute to surge by a full 80 points.

　Currently, the necromancer's [Curse Power] attribute has reached an astonishing 255 points.

　This is a number that is quite astonishing even when considered on the entire continent of Engetare.

　Even in factions renowned for their magical power, such as the Cemetery, the Academy, the Dungeon, and Hell, there are very few demigod spellcasters who can reach this level of [Curse Power] attribute.

　In addition, he has made further breakthroughs in the four crucial magical arts: Dark Magic, Summoning Magic, Destruction Magic, and Light Magic.

　【Dark Magic (Demigod)】: Further enhances the power of dark magic.

　[Summoning Magic (Demigod)]: Further enhances the power of summoning magic.

　[Destruction Magic (Demigod)]: Further enhances the power of destruction magic.

　【Light Magic (Demigod)】: Further enhances the power of Light Magic.

　Now, the necromancer has enough confidence to claim that even in the mysterious and unpredictable quantum sea, he can directly suppress the existence of the higher-dimensional plant, Sa.

　In that case, those plans that had been shelved due to a lack of strength were now being put into practice by Moros one by one.

　Given Morros's character, once he decides to take action, he naturally won't delay.

　Through the mental link he established with his undead forces, he swiftly and decisively issued the latest orders.

　Then, accompanied by a mysterious surge of magical energy, a short-range teleportation portal emitting a deep blue light unfolded before him, and behind its curtain, the scene of the military district of the cemetery city was faintly visible.

　Stepping through the portal, amidst the interplay of light and shadow, the necromancer arrived on a land shrouded in an abnormal, unhealthy gray-brown hue, enveloped by the aura of death.

　Cemetery City - Military Zone!

　Under his gaze, hundreds of vengeful spirits...

　As if responding to some invisible call, they surged forth like a tidal wave from all directions of the cemetery city.

　They howled and swirled, some weaving through narrow, cramped streets, while others swooped down from the dim sky, shrouding the entire military zone in a deep and oppressive gloom.

　After glancing at the already assembled horde of vengeful spirits, Moros, without hesitation, opened a demiplane portal to the distant Venus as the demiplane ruler.

　After all, the unknown abyss of the Quantum Sea was too dangerous, and he was unwilling to easily open such a gateway to a dangerous place in his demiplane.

　Driven by the necromancer's unquestionable will, the army of vengeful spirits surged into the deep entrance of the demiplane passage without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

　Seeing this, Moros also activated his spell and used the [Flight Magic] to gracefully fly into the mysterious demiplane passage in an extraordinary manner.

　Upon reaching Venus's atmosphere, he ignored the swarms of vengeful spirits dancing and wailing around him and proceeded directly to the next phase of his grand plan—opening the gates to the Sea of ​​Quanta.

　As he chanted an ancient and complex incantation in a low voice, the light above the entire area began to distort and deform, and an indescribable and powerful energy fluctuation permeated the air.

　"In my name, open the gate to the Sea of ​​Quanta!"

　Moros's voice was deep and powerful, each word like a hammer blow striking the walls of reality, creating ripples that spread outwards.

　As the last syllable of the incantation faded, a dark and deep rift slowly opened up in Venus's atmosphere.

　That is the mysterious veil leading to the sea of ​​quantum mechanics, a magical bridge connecting reality with infinite possibilities.

　Within the crack, bizarre and fantastical scenes flicker, including dazzling stars and distorted fragments of spacetime, as if all the mysteries of the universe are concentrated here, waiting for the brave to explore.

　A cold and resolute glint flashed in his eyes as Moros turned and gave the order to the horde of vengeful spirits that were already poised to attack.

　"Go, explore that unknown land for me, and bring back news about Saha."

　Admittedly, he had a plan to deal with Sa based on information provided by Vita, who would eventually betray Sa.

　However, given the necromancer's personality, how could he easily place all his bets on the betrayal of others?