Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　This is not surprising.

　With Moros's terrifying strength at the demigod level, if any foolish demon were to try and double-cross him, he could just make up for the money he spent on buying the intelligence.

　The Nightmare Tavern's intelligence service is renowned throughout the Abyss Plains for its unparalleled reliability.

　Of course, its price is also reliable, making it the best in the Wanyuan Plain.

　If it weren't for the fact that all the non-knowledge-related resources he gained during the Hero Template Promotion quest couldn't be brought back to his original world, Moros might have hesitated about whether he really had to pay such a high price to obtain this information.

　Even so, he had to admit that the information provided by Nightmare Tavern was indeed worth the price.

　As we all know, expensive things often only have one drawback: they are expensive.

　Recalling the latest map of the Myriad Abyss Plains that he had just received, Moros's lips curled up slightly.

　The chaos inherent in the abyss makes it virtually impossible to fully describe in any language, let alone map it.

　This so-called "map" is actually an invaluable piece of intelligence.

　It meticulously marked the various teleportation points discovered by the Enchantress, as well as the patterns of their opening, closing, and relocation.

　However, even so, the value of this intelligence is still immeasurable.

　For Moros, it is undoubtedly the best helper to complete this hero template promotion task.

　On his way to Broken Domain Town with his undead army, the necromancer had already made a preliminary plan on how to complete this hero template promotion quest.

　Since he needs to survive for at least a year in such a dangerous world as the Abyss, and also take the opportunity to study the legendary spell [Time Warp Field], having a relatively stable base is of paramount importance.

　In a desperate place like the bottomless abyss, the only obstacle to establishing one's own power is one's own strength.

　Considering Moros's powerful demigod-level strength, as long as he doesn't touch the abyss layers where those demon lords reside, he is confident enough to challenge even lesser demon lords.

　In this situation, carefully selecting targets becomes especially important.

　After all, accidentally running into a demon lord is no laughing matter.

　The Demon Lord is a powerful being with godlike strength; compared to the world of Ashan, he is a true demigod at the pinnacle.

　What's even more troublesome is that many demon lords also possess [virtual divinity].

　The [virtual divinity] possessed by the demon lord is a power bestowed from the outside world; its essence is a part of the authority granted by the will of the abyss to the bottomless abyss.

　Although this ability is only effective within the Abyss, the blessing of this divine status will be lost once one leaves the Abyss.

　However, it is undeniable that within the bottomless abyss, the power that a demon lord, empowered by a [virtual godhood], can wield far surpasses that of an ordinary demigod.

　They may not be able to confront a true god, even the weakest one, head-on, but they are more than capable of dealing with ordinary demigods.

　This is the power that a demon lord of average level can display under the blessing of [Virtual Godhood].

　If it were those powerful demon lords, with the help of the power of the [virtual godhood], they would even have the confidence to compete with real gods.

　This is why nightmares linger.

　The core reason why Moros still chose to buy the tavern's information, even though it was sold for such a high price.

　He was unwilling to accidentally run into the demon lord's gun due to his lack of understanding of the situation in the Abyss.

　To have a clear understanding of the situation in the Abyss, intelligence support is essential.

　For this necromancer who was stepping into the bottomless abyss for the first time, he had no choice but to buy information from a reliable intelligence dealer.

　At this moment, through analysis of the intelligence obtained from the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, Moros has identified a preliminary target.

　A relatively remote area located on the 406th level of the Abyss, controlled by a minor demon lord of moderate strength.

　This area is not only rich in resources, but also relatively secluded, making it ideal as his temporary base in the Abyss.

　More importantly, intelligence indicates that this lesser demon lord has no connection or involvement with those powerful demon lords.

　Such an easy "soft persimmon" is truly rare in a bottomless abyss.

　Time moves forward.

　Just as Moros stepped out of the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, a succubus with long, wavy, wine-red hair quietly stood beside the succubus who had previously served the necromancer, and whispered her thoughts in a tone that was both seductive and cautious.

　"Sister Delis, that customer seems to be very wealthy, should we...?"

　Faced with her subordinate's suggestion, Delis, the experienced succubus, interrupted her without hesitation.

　"Joanne, put away those unnecessary thoughts of yours."

　With a warning glare at her succubus subordinate, Delis's tone was firm and unwavering, having just reaped a considerable reward for successfully closing a deal.

　"That customer is no ordinary person. Our owner has explicitly warned us not to provoke him."

　Every succubus working in the Nightmare-filled Tavern is loyal to only one master: the ruler of Broken Domain Town—the Succubus Magician Red Shroud.

　Although Delis knew very little about Moros's true strength, her master's warning was enough to instill a sense of awe in her.

　She knew very well that anyone who could elicit a warning from a succubus was no pushover.

　It was out of deep concern that Joanne might cause endless trouble for the tavern due to momentary greed that Delis, even in such a pleasant mood, still solemnly reminded her.

　Otherwise, the succubus might choose to tacitly allow her subordinates to take the risk.

　After all, Joanne gets a share of every achievement.

　As for why the Enchantress would issue such a serious warning to her subordinates, it's not hard to understand.

　For a medieval civilization in a world without magic, events happening two hundred kilometers away are like a fog on the horizon, elusive and unpredictable.

　But for Magic Magician, such a short distance is really just a corner of his doorstep.

　The existence of that million-strong undead army filled the red shroud with dread towards Moros.

　If she hadn't already keenly realized that Moros was just passing by, she probably would have already initiated war mobilization to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

　This apprehension also prompted the succubus to make certain compromises during the intelligence exchange; otherwise, she would never have provided such detailed information so easily.

Chapter 590 Arrival at the Abyss, Floor 406

　Above the Wanyuan Plain, the deep red abyssal sun emitted a chilling and ominous light.

　Bathed in this filthy and malevolent light, a massive army of undead is resolutely marching toward a teleportation point hidden in a fissure in the earth's surface.

　According to the information provided by the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, the teleportation point to the 406th floor of the Abyss is hidden in a fissure in the ground. Only by reciting a specific incantation can the portal to the target Abyss floor be opened.

　Standing on the bridge of the Charon-class light frigate, recalling the incantations recorded in the intelligence, Moros gazed intently at the orderly marching undead army below.

　Yes, ever since he left Broken Domain Town and returned to the undead legion's assembly point, the necromancer immediately took out the carefully prepared Charon-class light frigate parts and the entire squadron of undead troops that were still in the semi-finished stage from his storage ring.

　After a busy day, he not only successfully restored the parts into a Charon-class light frigate with legendary combat capabilities, but also completely transformed the undead troops into a real undead army.

　Now, this necromancer is commanding a vast army of millions of undead warriors, resolutely advancing towards their target.

　half a month later.

　After countless battles fought in blood and fire, and a long journey of over 50,000 kilometers, the undead army, which has undergone more than one iteration, finally arrived at the abyssal rift that hides the teleportation point to the 406th floor.

　The sheer scale and power of the undead army, composed of millions of dead, was impossible to conceal.

　Even though Moros had carefully chosen a relatively safe marching route, fighting still occurred along the way.

　The past is ever-present, never ceasing.

　Generally speaking, any creature with a modicum of rationality would choose to flee when faced with an enemy it could never defeat.

　But for demons, reason is an absolute luxury.

　Therefore, even though they clearly realized that their obstruction was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock when facing the terrifying undead army under the necromancer's command, the demons still came in droves, fearlessly facing death.

　Standing on the bridge of the Charon-class light corvette, through the warship's advanced Honkai energy observation system, Moros, along with all the undead, gazed at the abyssal rift that concealed the teleportation point to the 406th floor of the abyss.

　In stark contrast to the natural landscape of the material plane, the rifts of the bottomless abyss are truly unfathomable.

　Looking down, you can't see anything at all; only bottomless darkness is relentlessly devouring all light.

　No one knows how deep the abyss rifts on the surface of the Abyss Plains are, or even whether one might pass through a suddenly opened portal during the fall and end up directly in front of a demon lord.

　Even more bizarrely, the cliffs and soil here are a strange blood red color and exude a lingering, faint smell of blood.

　Rumors say that these are traces left over countless years by the blood of demons and devils constantly seeping into the ground.

　Of course, those mages and scholars who have conducted in-depth research tend to believe that this is a direct manifestation of the will of a plane.

　It symbolizes the endless chaos, betrayal, and slaughter of the abyss.

　If they choose to cross this abyssal rift by conventional means, then even though the undead army under Moros has expanded to three million during this period of fighting, most of them will be worn down by the endless dangers along the way.

　Even so, there is no guarantee that we will eventually reach our destination safely.

　Fortunately, thanks to the intelligence obtained from the Nightmare-Enchanted Tavern, the necromancer discovered a more convenient and safer way to cross the abyss rift and reach the 406th level of the abyss.

　"In the name of the Abyss, open the Gate of Oblivion and lead us forward to the 406th level of the Abyss!"

　As the last syllable of the incantation faded, the seemingly ordinary abyssal rift suddenly glowed with a ghostly blue light.

　A powerful force of attraction surged forth from the crevice, seemingly threatening to engulf everything around it.

　Standing on the bridge of the Charon-class light frigate, the necromancer watched all of this unfold with an almost indifferent calm.

　His hands never left the bridge railings, nor did he show the slightest intention to interfere.

　Drawn by this irresistible abyssal power, the flying demons such as the vulture demons and frey demons that dwelled in the abyssal rifts were instantly shredded before they could even utter a scream, turning into a sky full of bloody mist.

　These blood mists mixed with the attracted rubble and soil, eventually forming a portal that completely covered the entire abyssal rift.

　Satisfied as he watched the blood-red portal open, Moros decisively issued the order to advance to his undead forces.

　Under the necromancer's will, the massive undead army began to move in an orderly manner.

　When the first wave of undead warriors stepped into the portal, the surrounding space was distorted, and the light became warped and eerie.

　But in just a moment, these undead warriors reappeared in another layer of the abyss—

　The 406th floor of the Bottomless Abyss.

　This is a world filled with chaos and slaughter.

　A deep purple moon, radiating a faint purple light, hung high in the sky. Like a detached observer, it silently illuminated the earth, bringing an eerie and mysterious glow to this abyss layer.

　On the ground, various twisted and deformed demonic plants grow.

　These plants are unlike ordinary plants; they can not only survive in extreme environments like the bottomless abyss, but also possess astonishing aggressiveness.

　Many mutated plants are capable of hunting for themselves, either by extending long tentacles to capture prey or by releasing deadly toxins to paralyze their enemies.

　Even those demonic plants that don't hunt have the ability to digest flesh and blood, using the flesh and blood of demons as nutrients to grow strong.

　These densely packed, demonic plants formed a lush jungle, resembling a bloodthirsty ocean.

　In this jungle, fighting and strife are commonplace, with demons waging brutal battles for territory and resources.

　A suffocating stench permeated the air, the foul odor emanating from the rotting corpses of countless demons in the abyss.

　And mixed in with this stench was a faint smell of blood.

　Those are the eternal traces left by battle and slaughter, silently telling the story of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this abyss.

　In such a brutal realm shrouded in endless chaos and slaughter, the "welcome ceremony" encountered by the undead army when they stepped into the 406th layer of the abyss was undoubtedly fervent.

　Almost as soon as the undead army appeared in this dead land

　The moment the land of death appeared, the demons who sensed their arrival launched a charge without hesitation.

Chapter 591 The Lesser Demon Lord's Raid

　After waiting for a moment, the necromancer sensed through the mental link that the undead forces he was mentally linked with were gradually decreasing at a steady pace.

　This gradually calmed his anxious heart.

　It seems there is no powerful entity lurking and waiting on the other side...

　With this understanding, Moros no longer stood idly by while the advance troops fought alone.

　Under his command, the main force of the undead army—those mid-to-high-ranking undead—along with his flagship—the Charon-class light frigate, passed through the crimson portal and descended to the 406th floor of the Abyss.

　Open fire freely and annihilate all high-threat targets within the detection range!

　Through a mental link, Moros issued commands to the artificial soul aggregate that was controlling the Charon-class light frigate.

　He then ordered the undead forces to launch a proactive attack and thoroughly clear out the demons around the landing point, ensuring that no one was left alive.

　At the same time, the necromancer began chanting ancient and mysterious incantations, initiating a grand magical ritual.

　His goal was to find the master of this area—the lesser demon lord mentioned in the intelligence he bought at the Nightmare-Swept Tavern.