Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Upon hearing this, Moros's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

　He nodded slowly, seemingly interested in Naslin's suggestion.

　“It sounds like you’ve done your homework, Naslin. But I need more than that. I also need you to somehow guarantee that once the cooperation begins, there will be no betrayal. After all, a deal with the devil always requires extra caution.”

　The assurances made in the words of a necromancer are not empty promises.

　To believe the verbal guarantees of the Tanaris, given their reputation, is tantamount to suicide.

　For demons, whose nature is chaotic, the only things that can truly bind them are magical oaths with coercive power.

　After understanding Moros's meaning, Naslin's eyes narrowed slightly.

　She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose to compromise.

　She was willing to pay any price to successfully ascend to the position of Demon Lord on the 406th level of the Abyss.

　“Very well, I accept your proposal, Lord Moros. We can sign a legally binding magical contract to ensure our cooperation proceeds smoothly.”

　Naslin's words carried a hint of resolute determination that was barely perceptible.

　She understood, of course, that with the signing of this magical contract, she would no longer be able to betray the powerful necromancer before her.

　But she also clearly recognized that this was the only way for her to become the Demon Lord.

　To become the Demon Lord...

　Silently reciting the mantra, Naslin took out a devil's contract.

　Although the bloody war between demons and devils has lasted for countless millennia, the devils still have to acknowledge and respect the devils' superb skills in making contracts.

　Upon receiving the contract, Moros began a meticulous examination.

　From the material of the contract to the format of the text on it, from the profound and difficult-to-understand runes to every possible hidden magical mark, he rigorously tested and verified everything.

　After hundreds of rigorous checks, the necromancer finally became convinced that this was indeed a genuine devil's contract, and not a fake forged through magic.

　However, the review did not end there.

　Based on his own interests and position, Morros began to examine the terms of the contract word by word and put forward his own suggestions for revision.

　"This needs to be modified to ensure that our rights are protected more equally."

　"This clause does not seem to fully fit the nature of our cooperation and needs to be appropriately modified."

　"These patterns need to be removed..."

　"..."

　Naslin listened intently, sometimes nodding slightly in agreement, and sometimes offering her own insights and rebuttals.

　Thus, both parties invested a great deal of time and energy in revising and discussing the contract, and before they knew it, more than ten hours had quietly passed.

　However, it was through countless in-depth exchanges and difficult compromises that they were finally able to reach a relatively basic consensus that was acceptable to both sides.

　“Very good, Naslin.”

　Nodding in satisfaction, Moros's eyes gleamed with undisguised joy.

　According to the explicit terms of the contract, he is about to acquire a vast amount of magical knowledge.

　This precious knowledge of magic will undoubtedly greatly expand and deepen his knowledge base.

　For a spellcaster, knowledge is power.

　The leap in his knowledge base will directly propel his power into a phase of rapid growth.

　This was undoubtedly a timely and much-needed aid for the necromancers who were already under immense pressure from the final judgment.

　In addition, after confirming that there are no other lesser demon lords on the 406th floor, he will also master the full secrets of several extremely rare legendary spells.

　Both "Pin to the Sky" and "Eternal Blazing Sun of Amon Aitol" are precious spell knowledge that could hire a legendary mage to risk their life.

　In other words, Moros had already proven his strength in a series of previous battles; otherwise, Naslin would not have been willing to offer such a reward.

　"This contract has truly dispelled the last vestige of doubt in my mind. Now, let us witness together the official birth of this partnership."

　As he spoke, Moros reached out and solemnly branded his unique magical mark onto the devil's contract, which had been repeatedly modified to the point of being almost unrecognizable.

　Seeing this, Naslin also extended her soft yet powerful hands without hesitation and left her mark on the contract as well.

　In an instant, the devil's contract, which had been revised countless times, spontaneously combusted.

　A ghostly blue flame coiled around every inch of the contract, starting from the edges.

　It gradually swallows it up without it even realizing it.

　As the flames spread, a strong and pungent smell of sulfur wafted through the air.

　That was the aura of order emanating from the nine levels of hell, carrying an ancient and solemn charm.

　Feeling the unseen binding force, Moros knew that the contract had taken effect.

　So he turned his head and looked at Naslin.

　"According to the terms of the contract, I will launch a full-scale attack one year from now on the lesser demon lord whose territory is closest to mine in the 406th layer of the abyss."

　"Of course, I have never doubted your ability and determination."

　Naslin's face showed an expression that was both alluring and playful.

　She leaned forward slightly and spoke in an almost whispered tone.

　"Aren't you really going to consider spending some wonderful time with me?"

　"No, it's better for our relationship to remain purely platonic."

　After saying that, without waiting for Naslin's reaction, Moros disappeared into the brilliance of the teleportation spell.

Chapter 622 A Year's Journey: The Decision Against the Necromancer

　Seeing that the necromancer had once again refused her invitation, the succubus lord Naslin's smile began to falter.

　However, she ultimately knew the gravity of the situation.

　Therefore, even though her heart was burning with anger, Naslin suppressed the flames of impulse and silently cast [Advanced Teleportation] to leave Moros's territory.

　Of course, how much of this restraint stemmed from fear of the necromancer's powerful spellcasting abilities, which were clearly capable of suppressing her, remains unknown.

　Yes, after that heated negotiation, Naslin had vaguely gleaned some of Moros's spellcasting abilities.

　Perhaps among demigod-level spellcasters, necromancers cannot be called "extremely powerful".

　But he is by no means a weakling that can be easily ignored.

　At least in terms of pure spellcasting skills, suppressing this lesser demon lord is no problem at all.

　Succubi are demons who are always very pragmatic.

　When they are at a disadvantage in terms of strength, their resilience and adaptability far surpass those of any other type of Tanari demon.

　After the contract he signed with Naslin officially took effect, Moros once again devoted himself to the in-depth study of the legendary spell [Time Warp Field].

　Without the necromancer's command, the undead troops scattered throughout his territory naturally reverted to their old modus operandi.

　The undead troops stationed at the Soul Factory continue to harvest demon souls for their masters, periodically replacing the Soul Storage Orbs, which are filled with demon souls, with empty ones in preparation for a new harvest.

　The patrol forces responsible for maintaining order and stability within the territory carry out their patrol duties day after day, ensuring that no audacious demons can disturb their masters.

　As for the main force, which had the largest numbers and the best individual soldier quality, they fell into slumber, waiting for the necromancer's next summons.

　Admittedly, the dead have no limitations such as physical strength or lifespan.

　If necessary, they can even fight indefinitely.

　However, when not on missions, the undead soldiers prefer to remain in a silent slumber to accumulate magic power and slowly and steadily increase their strength.

　These subtle changes within the necromancer's territory naturally could not escape the keen eyes of the other four lesser demon lords.

　Although they still had a vague understanding of the necromancer's true intentions, given that he had already given up, the four lords were not so reckless as to provoke the obviously powerful succubus lord.

　After all, Naslin has already proven herself to be a force to be reckoned with by standing out in this abyss.

　To avoid becoming victims of others' exploitation, these four lesser demon lords chose to proceed cautiously and wait for the right opportunity.

　With the consensus among the lesser demon lords that none of them had any intention of starting a new battle, the situation in the 406th Abyss Layer gradually returned to its former "peace".

　Of course, this tranquility is based on the exceptionally chaotic standards of the bottomless abyss.

　If this scene were placed from the perspective of most beings in the Prime Material Plane, this "peace" accompanied by hundreds or thousands of demons killing each other every moment would never be considered normal, much less a part of daily life.

　However, in the Abyss, unless it is a large-scale battle that affects the territories of multiple lesser demon lords, those sporadic conflicts and frictions are nothing more than trivial matters.

　A year passes in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting moment in the seemingly endless chaos and darkness of the bottomless abyss.

　However, for the necromancer Moros, this year was a crucial period for him to delve deeper into the legendary spell [Time Warp Field].

　During this year, Moros studied the legendary spell, Time Warp Field.

　It has achieved unprecedented breakthroughs.

　He was not only able to cast this legendary spell with ease in a tranquil environment free from external interference, but also precisely control the flow of time within the spell's area of ​​effect.

　Moreover, even in the midst of a rapidly changing and perilous combat scenario, Moros was able to relatively stably cast this legendary spell, which had cost him countless efforts and precious resources, through complex and meticulous magical rituals.

　Although Moros's current mastery of the spell [Time Warp Field] has not yet reached his initial goal—to contend with the [Time] powers wielded by the Herrscher of the End, or even the Cocoon of the End.

　However, the level of spell mastery he has achieved is enough for him to demonstrate the awe-inspiring and terrifying power of the Time Warp Field in actual combat.

　At least those ordinary demigods who don't know much about time will definitely fall victim to it.

　This is merely the initial application of this legendary spell in the realm of combat.

　According to Moros's in-depth testing, the Time Warp Stance has even more significant application value in other fields.

　Whether in the precise formulation of Potions or the complex transformations of Alchemy, the spell power of Time Warp Field can play an extremely excellent supporting role.

　Even more astonishing is that this legendary spell has demonstrated its extraordinary potential even during the simple learning process.

　Within the spell's influence of the Time Warp Field, one day can be used as two – a miracle that once seemed impossible has now become a reality.

　This was only the result when Moros's understanding and application of the spell were still in their early stages.

　If he can further refine his understanding and control of the [Time Warp Stance]...

　The necromancer was confident that the rate of time acceleration could potentially double.

　The 1:4 time flow rate difference is still permanent.

　Such a powerful cultivation acceleration spell can already be considered a cheat code.

　After reviewing the fruitful results achieved in the research of the legendary spell [Time Warp Field] over the past year, Moros was filled with indescribable joy and excitement.

　However, at that moment, a binding force from the depths of his soul quietly emerged, reminding him of the inviolable contract between him and the succubus lord, Naslin.

　According to the terms of the contract, he must wage a full-scale, all-out war against the lesser demon lord whose territory borders his in the 406th layer of the abyss.

　Although he is fully capable of easily and without any side effects breaking free from the shackles of this contract by completing the Hero Template Promotion Quest - Purple, this also means that he will forever lose the opportunity to acquire more legendary spell knowledge from Naslin.

　This was undoubtedly an unacceptable choice for Moros, who aspired to continuously climb to the top in the field of magic.

　Therefore, after careful consideration, the necromancer made a decision—

　He will continue to fulfill his contract with Naslin and declare war on the lesser demon lord who has seized the territory of the former Soul Lord Zephyr.

Chapter 623 Proactive Offensive and the Soul-Binding Demon Lord's Decision

　According to Moros's understanding, the lesser demon lord who invaded the territory of the former Soul Lord Zefer was actually a demigod-level Soul Binder.

　These Tanari demons have purple skin, strong and powerful lower limbs, and huge, sharp horns on their heads.

　These demons typically act as slave owners in the abyss, tirelessly selling their captured unfortunate victims to any willing buyer.

　However, it is worth noting that in its basic form, the Soul-Binding Demon's strength is limited to the level of a mid-tier demon.

　This Soulbound Demon Lord, who is able to firmly sit on the throne of a lesser demon lord, has clearly surpassed this limitation.

　The difference between Him and the other Soul-Binding Demons was so great that He could be considered a completely different kind of being.

　These beings, who have surpassed the normal limits of demonic forms, each possess powerful, unknown trump cards.

　Compared to lesser demon lords who possess powerful demonic forms, they are actually more difficult to deal with.

　Even so, for the sake of the invaluable legendary magical knowledge promised by the succubus lord Naslin, Moros still decided to declare war on the Soulbinder lord.

　The speed at which undead armies can assemble is far beyond that of armies composed of living beings.

　In just half a day, the necromancer had completed the assembly of his undead army.