Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　In the fourth second, the two heroes charged towards the Herrscher of the End like lightning, determined to drag her into close combat.

　Faced with this sudden attack, the Herrscher of the End's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

　In her view, Kevin and Kosmo's actions were tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock, bringing shame upon themselves.

　Although she had to devote some attention to dealing with the necromancer, she was still confident that she could easily thwart their attacks.

　In fact, from the perspective of power balance alone, the Herrscher of the End's idea is not wrong.

　Although Kevin and Kosmo are powerful, they are still no match for her power over time.

　However, the Herrscher of the End clearly did not expect that Moros would intervene at this moment.

　In the fifth second, with the necromancer's magical support, Kevin and Kosmo's speed and resilience both experienced a qualitative leap.

　Within the extended temporal field of the [Time Distortion Field], the two figures moved swiftly like ghosts, sometimes intertwining and sometimes separating, forcing the Herrscher of the End to focus more attention on them in order to deal with these two Heroic-level Fusion Warriors who were comparable to demigods.

　The sixth second, the seventh second...

　Time, like fine sand in an hourglass, slips silently through our fingers, each second witnessing the subtle changes in the battlefield situation.

　At the tenth second, the situation on the battlefield finally took a decisive turn.

　In those long yet fleeting ten seconds, Kevin and Kosmo withstood countless fierce attacks from the Herrscher of the End with astonishing perseverance and unyielding will.

　Ultimately, at the cost of considerable injury, the two heroes successfully dragged the Herrscher of the End into a vortex of close combat.

Chapter 733 The Fall of the Herrscher of the End

　Thanks to Kevin and Kosmo's relentless pursuit, the Herrscher of the End was actually held back for a full fifteen seconds.

　In those hard-won fifteen seconds, Moros successfully completed the preparations for [Legion Power].

　Having mastered the super magic technique called "Instant Spell Casting," such preparations should not have taken so long.

　This is not actually the necromancer using the Herrscher of the End to weaken Kevin and Kosmo's power.

　If he were facing an ordinary Herrscher, he might actually have adopted this strategy.

　But the current situation is completely different.

　The Herrscher of the End is a genuine demigod at the pinnacle of power.

　Faced with such a formidable opponent, Moros naturally dared not entertain such petty schemes.

　The reason he needed so much time was because he genuinely needed that much time to meticulously prepare for the [Legion Power].

　Unfortunately, even now, the Herrscher of the End has not been able to dispel this gray-white world constructed by the power of [Time].

　This forces the necromancer to...

　The master had to maintain the legendary spell [Time Warp Field] at all times.

　The spells he had cast to support Kevin and Kosmo had also greatly distracted him.

　Without his magical support, even though these two heroes are comparable to demigod-level professionals, they would still find it difficult to drag the Herrscher of the End into the quagmire of close combat.

　Moreover, this time he was going to link up with millions of undead units in the entire undead army, and the difficulty of casting the spell was unimaginable.

　The necromancer knew very well that if he couldn't annihilate the Herrscher of the End, who wielded the power of "time," then no matter how much damage he caused, it would be meaningless.

　Even near-death injuries are nothing more than minor wounds that can be easily healed by time reversal under the great power of the [Time] ability.

　To annihilate a terrifyingly powerful individual with the strength of a demigod in a single attack, even Moros would have to go all out and dare not slack off in the slightest.

　In particular, this time, the use of the [Legion Power] was the first time he had unleashed this powerful ability in the world.

　Even though the Herrscher of the End possesses astonishing strength at the limit of demigod, and even though the Cocoon of the End has been closely monitoring this battle, this time the [Legion Power] will surely have an unexpected surprise effect.

　In other words, if there truly is an opportunity to annihilate the Herrscher of the End, then this attack is the only chance.

　In this situation, Moros naturally pursued perfection in every detail.

　Moreover, it was Kevin and Kosmo who were risking their lives to fight the Herrscher of the End, not himself.

　Therefore, he had every reason and ability to do his utmost to enhance the power of this attack, [Legion Power], rather than hastily launching an attack to relieve the pressure on the two heroes.

　Getting back to the main point, after completing all the preparations for casting [Legion Power], Moros did not hesitate to cast a spell to convey this crucial information to Kevin and Kosmo.

　He would indeed disregard the damage they suffered in order to amplify the power of [Legion Power].

　However, the necromancer would not deliberately increase the pressure on the two heroes.

　Even if you want to cross the river and then dismantle the bridge, you still have to cross the river first; even if you want to use someone to grind grain and then kill them, you still have to finish grinding the grain first.

　With the Herrscher of the End still alive and the Cocoon of the End still in play, Moros would never make such a shortsighted move that would destroy his own defenses.

　I will attack in 3 seconds. Please dodge to the left.

　After giving Kevin and Kosmo clear instructions on how to avoid the battle, the necromancer spared no effort in using the last batch of legendary spell scrolls he had carefully prepared for this final battle.

　Under the cover of various legendary spells unleashed from these legendary spell scrolls, Kevin and Kosmo successfully distanced themselves from the Herrscher of the End.

　It was at this moment that Moros played the trump card he had been holding back.

　[Legion Power]!

　In order to maximize the power of this attack, he went so far as to link all the undead units under his command that he could connect to.

　This is a combined attack from over a million undead units.

　This terrifying power, gathered by the [Legion Power], condensed into a single point, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that shot straight toward the seemingly frail yet immensely powerful figure of the Herrscher of the End, like the light of dawn.

　"No!"

　Sensing the approaching death, the Herrscher of the End's orange-yellow eyes revealed a deep despair.

　She already understood that, faced with this attack that transcended the limits of physics and was almost mythical, even she, with the strength of a demigod and the power to control [time], had lost any chance of survival.

　The strength of a peak demigod undoubtedly represents unparalleled power and majesty.

　However, it all seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the dazzling beam of [Legion Power].

　This attack had surpassed the limits of the demigod level and touched the realm of a true god, a height she could not reach.

　Although her power of "time" can reverse time and manipulate the years, it is still insufficient and powerless to reverse the situation in the face of this attack that has broken through the constraints of time and reached the level of a god.

　The instant that dazzling beam of light, as brilliant as dawn, struck the Herrscher of the End's body, the entire gray-white world shrouded in the power of [Time] was put on pause, and all movement and sound came to an abrupt halt.

　Under the bombardment of the Legion's power, fine cracks began to appear on the Herrscher of the End's body.

　These cracks, as if torn apart by some indescribable force, spread rapidly, tearing her body to pieces.

　In the Herrscher of the End's orange-yellow eyes, despair and resentment intertwined and churned.

　She gazed helplessly at the distant and indifferent void, as if expecting something, or perhaps calling out in despair.

　"Master... save me..."

　The Herrscher of the End's voice was weak and trembling, carrying a barely perceptible hint of pleading.

　That was her final cry to the Cocoon of the End—the master she had faithfully served.

　However, all that responded to her was endless silence and indifference.

　The Cocoon of the End, the being that created her and gave her power, has now chosen silence, showing no intention of offering any help.

　An unprecedented chill surged through the heart of the Herrscher of the End.

　She finally understood that from the very beginning, she was just a pawn in the hands of the Cocoon of the End, a tool used for testing and sacrifice.

　When her value is exhausted and her task is completed, all that awaits her is the fate of being abandoned.

　At that very moment, the energy of the beam reached its peak. The Herrscher of the End's body could no longer withstand this attack that reached the divine realm, and it shattered with a deafening roar, turning into countless brilliant yet desolate points of light that dissipated into the boundless void.

　Only a mournful echo remained, lingering in the void, like a final lament for her short and tragic life.

Chapter 734 Meeting the Cocoon of the End

　With the fall of the Herrscher of the End, the gray-white world constructed by the power of [Time] that she once wielded began to gradually collapse and disintegrate like a shattered dream.

　However, after this gray world completely disappeared, the three demigods, Moros, Kevin, and Kosmo, did not return to the normal world as they had hoped. Instead, they arrived in a strange and unfamiliar new space.

　In the very center of this colorful and bizarre space, the Cocoon of the End stands majestically, like an ancient and mysterious king, casting its deep and cold gaze upon the three warriors who have just defeated the Herrscher of the End.

　"—"

　The sound emitted by the Cocoon of the End was nothing more than a monotonous and long echo, like the cry of a whale, to the ears of the three demigods, Moros, Kevin, and Kosmo, it was like a vast and boundless book of wisdom, with endless mysteries and profound meanings contained between the lines.

　Although they couldn't catch the specific words in the voice, the three of them understood the meaning He wanted to convey.

　"Thank you for the compliment."

　The necromancer performed a ritual originating from the world of Ashan, his demeanor revealing undisguised solemnity and respect.

　This respect is not based on any particular stance; it stems purely from a deep and sincere respect for those beings who transcend their own level of existence and wield absolute power.

　The Cocoon of the End, comparable to a star god, is precisely such a powerful being that inspires awe.

　However, respect is one thing, fear is another.

　For necromancers who dream of ascending to the throne of gods, such beings are certainly respectable, but not worthy of fear.

　Therefore, when faced with the seemingly all-encompassing embrace of the Cocoon of the End, he could only give his firm answer—refusal.

　"—"

　As Moros's reply echoed through the void, the Cocoon of the End once again emitted a long, drawn-out sound, much like the cry of a whale.

　However, this time, His profound words were not directed at the necromancer.

　His ability to withstand His temptations and destroy His most useful divine apostles earned him the appreciation of the Cocoon of the End, who was willing to grant him a chance to embrace.

　But since Moros chose to refuse, this powerful being, comparable to a star god, would not force it upon him, and simply withdrew the invitation silently.

　Getting back to the main point, after understanding the intentions of the Cocoon of the End, Kevin and Kosmo quickly exchanged a glance.

　They both caught the same message in each other's eyes—

　This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but also a severe test that will determine the course of our destiny.

　"us……"

　Kevin's voice was calm and firm, and there was no wavering in his eyes.

　"We are willing to accept challenges to prove our worth and determination."

　Unlike Moros's direct refusal, Kevin's words implied a willingness to accept the trials offered by the Cocoon of the End.

　This is not difficult to understand.

　The conversation between the Cocoon of the End and Kevin and Kosmo did not deliberately avoid the necromancer.

　Therefore, he was able to clearly grasp the words of the Cocoon of the End and deeply understand their underlying meaning.

　This being, comparable to a star god, is willing to grant a chance to the two heroes who participated in the final battle and played a crucial role in it—

　An opportunity to participate in the trials He has given us.

　If they can pass this trial, then the Cocoon of the End will determine that the human civilization of this era has passed His test and will grant it the opportunity to continue to develop.

　Conversely, if He fails to pass the test, He will issue a world-ending judgment, completely annihilating human civilization of this era.

　Faced with such a momentous decision, Kevin and Kosmo's choice was self-evident.

　For everything they cherished, for the future of all human civilization, the two heroes chose without hesitation to join hands and face the trial bestowed upon them by the Cocoon of the End.

　Upon hearing Kevin and Kosmo's reply, a dazzling purple-white light suddenly shot out from the cocoon of the end's enormous diamond-shaped eye, instantly engulfing the two of them completely.

　"—"

　Accompanied by the long, deep echo of the Cocoon of the End, like the cry of a whale, Kevin and Kosmo officially embarked on the path He had bestowed upon them.

　A journey of trials.

　Witnessing all this, Moros subconsciously tightened his grip on the [Underworld Staff], which emitted a faint glow.

　He knew that now was the best opportunity for the Cocoon of the End to take action if the irrelevant people had been completely cleared out.

　However, to the necromancer's surprise, the Cocoon of the End merely locked its deep gaze on him without taking any concrete action.

　why?

　Seemingly sensing Moros's doubts, the Cocoon of the End once again emitted a low, meaningful hum.