Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Is Vilvie about to take the stage...?

　Information feedback obtained through instantaneous detection spells

　Moros had a complete grasp of the current situation of the Venus Dome, so he was not in a hurry to look for the magician lady who had captured his heart in the crowd.

　He quietly entered the box reserved for him and his loved ones in the theater, his heart filled with eager anticipation for Virvi's upcoming performance.

　Given the status and position of the necromancer and Vervie, it is only natural that they would have their own private box in this theater.

　Inside the private room, the soft sofas and exquisite coffee tables were carefully arranged, creating a comfortable and elegant atmosphere.

　A delicate fragrance wafts through the air, creating a pleasant and refreshing atmosphere.

　Settling comfortably on the sofa, Moros's gaze pierced through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the box, clearly capturing every subtle change on the stage.

　His fingers danced across the sofa armrest, tapping out a subtle and imperceptible tense rhythm.

　This subtle feeling is not hard to understand.

　The magician persona of Vilvie, the woman who shines brightly on stage, is also the person he deeply loves.

　For him, each of her magic performances was a miracle worth looking forward to, a journey that deeply touched his soul.

　As the stage lights gradually converged in the center, the atmosphere in the entire theater became increasingly enthusiastic.

　The audience held their breath, anticipating the upcoming visual feast.

　"Vilvie, my love, this stage is your kingdom where you can fully display your talents, and I will always be your most steadfast audience and your most loyal supporter."

　As he whispered, a gentle expression inadvertently appeared on the face of the necromancer who had always presented a crazy and ruthless image in front of the Moth Chaser.

　Finally, when the stage lights reached their brightest moment, Vervi, dressed in a dazzling costume, slowly walked into the center of the stage.

　At this moment, time in the entire theater seemed to be frozen by an eternal spell, and all eyes were focused on Vilvie alone.

　She was like an elf who had traveled from another dimension, exuding an irresistible and extraordinary charm with every step she took.

　Sitting in the private box, Moros's heart pounded faster with every move Virvi made; his tension and anticipation had transformed into unwavering focus and gaze.

　His eyes were only for her, and his heart was filled with the miracle she was about to create.

　With a gentle wave of her mechanically beautiful cane, dazzling rays of light burst forth, transforming the entire stage into a dreamlike spectacle.

　As a powerful spellcaster who was only one step away from the limit of demigod, Moros could naturally sense that these lights did not contain a single magical component; they were miracles woven entirely by mechanical devices and exquisite magical skills.

　Velvi was his apprentice, and the necromancer was well aware of her spellcasting abilities.

　Therefore, this situation must have been deliberately orchestrated by the magician.

　Is this the pride of a magician...?

　He sighed inwardly, and Moros became even more eager for her next performance.

　"Aha, look, the audience is already getting impatient!"

　After saying that, the magician took off her hat and greeted the audience with a perfectly standard hat-tipping salute.

　The next moment, the lights dimmed, dry ice burst forth, and the water vapor in the air instantly condensed, turning into countless tiny water droplets that adorned every corner of the stage.

　"My dear audience, our magic extravaganza is about to begin."

　Her energetic words, coupled with Vervi's bow, instantly ignited the atmosphere of the entire venue.

　Faced with this situation, the magician did not hesitate at all and decisively moved the performance to the next stage.

　She gracefully extended one hand, grasped the top hat that symbolized her identity as a magician, and then tossed it high into the air with a fluid motion.

　"Listen, this is the roar of miracles!"

　Vilvi's impassioned declaration resonated in every corner of the venue, stirring up the deepest anticipation and curiosity in everyone's hearts.

　Then, a jaw-dropping scene happened——

　The seemingly ordinary top hat actually emitted the roar of large machinery in operation.

　Then, a spectacular scene that could overturn everyone's existing knowledge was presented.

　From within that unassuming top hat, a magic chariot that covered almost the entire stage area suddenly descended.

　The deafening sound of the chariot landing, and the countless cracks torn into the stage surface by its immense impact even after reinforcement, clearly demonstrated to every audience member present that this magic chariot was not a phantom projection, but a real and tangible existence.

　Having witnessed this astonishing and spectacular scene, the audience gathered inside the Venus Dome erupted in a series of uncontrollable gasps.

　Their gazes were fixed on the stunningly beautiful magic chariot that had made its grand entrance. Some spectators gaped, as if trying to absorb the unimaginable spectacle; others covered their mouths with their hands, their eyes gleaming with disbelief, as if they had witnessed a truly incredible spectacle.

　A dreamlike miracle that should not exist in reality.

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Chapter 780 The Magician's Performance (Part 2)

　Spatial fluctuations? I see...

　Unlike the android audience whose physical abilities were no different from ordinary humans, Morros's keen perception, honed by four leaps in life level, allowed him to discern the secrets behind Velvey's magical extravaganza.

　Of course, this also includes the effect of the constant auxiliary spells on Yi Dian Dian's body.

　According to the information from the spell, at the very moment the magic chariot made its stunning debut, the top hat that the magician had tossed high into the air caused a subtle spatial fluctuation.

　Recalling the [ammunition cart] that his clever and adorable apprentice had asked him for two years ago, the necromancer had already guessed the amazing magic trick that Velvet was using.

　Retrieving a pre-stored magic chariot from a built-in artificial space? Truly amazing technology…

　As a powerful spellcaster who was only one step away from the limit of demigod, Moros was naturally able to sense any magical fluctuations around him.

　However, when the magic chariot appeared out of thin air, he did not sense the slightest trace of magic.

　That is why the necromancer uttered such heartfelt praise.

　Using pure technological power, a man-made space is created, and it has already been miniaturized.

　Just by thinking about it briefly, one can appreciate how profound the technology involved is.

　Despite the magician's hat appearing exquisite and intricate, its size is ultimately limited.

　How can an artificial space large enough to carry a magic chariot be embedded in this tiny top hat, and how can the space be stable and easily controlled?

　This skill is truly breathtaking.

　If it were purely magical skill, Moros might not have been so amazed.

　After all, given Vilvie's high-level mage strength and her alchemical skills, which had also reached the high-level realm, accomplishing such a feat was not easy, but it was also reasonable.

　However, since this was achieved through purely technological means, it is truly remarkable.

　Despite his amazement, the necromancer did not forget to appreciate the wonderful performance of his lover and apprentice.

　Amidst the roar of the magic chariot's engine, Velvi leaped up and landed steadily on the chariot's control panel.

　"Dear viewers, is my surprise impressive enough?"

　Below the stage, thunderous cheers and applause rose and fell.

　Seeing this, the magician's lips curled into a smug smile.

　"Then, let me bring you more surprises!"

　As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed the conspicuous red button on the control panel.

　The next moment, against the backdrop of Vervi's elegant leap, the Magic Chariot roared towards the audience.

　Upon witnessing this, the audience gathered inside the Venus Dome to watch Vivi's magic performance gasped in amazement.

　Fortunately, they all knew that this was just part of a magic show, so they were able to control their panic and not immediately scatter and run away.

　Sure enough, while the magician's performances are often literally breathtaking, in reality, every movement and every design is carefully planned and considered to ensure that no audience member is harmed.

　This is perhaps where her pride and reserve as a magician lie.

　Getting back to the point, just centimeters from the audience seats, the magic chariot suddenly unleashed a spectacular explosion.

　The sound and light effects of the explosion were so intense that people might mistakenly believe they were witnessing the power of a kiloton-class tactical nuclear weapon.

　However, despite the astonishing sound and light effects of the explosion, miraculously, no one in the audience seats, which were only a few centimeters away from the point of explosion, was injured.

　At that moment, the entire Venus Dome fell into a brief silence, followed by even more enthusiastic applause and cheers.

　The audience was deeply impressed by Vervi's superb performance, and their applause and cheers rose and fell, echoing throughout the venue.

　Standing on the stage, the magician smiled and waved to everyone around her, her pink eyes sparkling with undisguised pride and satisfaction.

　The reason she spared no effort in devising new magic tricks and constantly pushing her own limits was precisely for this moment—

　For the enthusiastic cheers and sincere applause of the audience, for that irreplaceable sense of accomplishment and spiritual satisfaction.

　Sitting on the soft sofa in the private room, Moros's gaze gently focused through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the dazzling figure on the stage.

　"Directional blasting, supplemented by highly concentrated bombardment hydrogen metal explosives, truly..."

　It was a breathtaking display of magic skills…

　In a soft voice, he slowly clapped his hands, immersing himself in the awe with the android audience members in the stands.

　The necromancer knew, of course, that given the privacy of the private room, Velvet would have no way of detecting his actions.

　However, this did not diminish his desire to express his true feelings through concrete actions.

　As the applause and cheers gradually subsided, Vervière on stage began her next magic performance.

　With a gentle flick of her mechanical cane, the entire stage was instantly enveloped in a dazzling array of starlight, as if leading the audience into a vast and boundless universe.

　Subsequently, one after another, Vilvie's spectacular magic performances took the audience into one bizarre and fantastical world after another.

　Morros's gaze followed every movement of Vervie, his heartbeat resonating strongly with the dazzling, fantastical spectacle on stage.

　Each magic trick was an ultimate baptism for the eyes and soul, captivating him completely and leaving him unable to extricate himself.

　On stage, the magician is like the master of the universe; every wave of her hand and every smile of hers exudes endless attraction and mystery.

　The audience was captivated by her unparalleled performance, as if they were in a dream world meticulously woven by Vilvi, so engrossed that they did not want to wake up.

　Finally, after the stunning magic show concluded, Vervier bowed deeply to the audience with elegance and grace, expressing her sincerest gratitude.

　What an incredible performance!

　The necromancer praised inwardly.

　He knew that Vilvi's magic skills had reached an unprecedented level, and each of her performances would become a classic that people would talk about and remember.

　As the stage lights gradually dimmed, the audience bid farewell to the Venus Arena with heavy hearts.

　Moros, however, remained seated on the sofa in the VIP box, his gaze gently following the fading figure on the stage, his heart overflowing with boundless pride and love.

　As the audience gradually dispersed and the venue returned to its usual tranquility, he slowly stood up.

　“My dear apprentice, I have come to find you.”

　With a murmur, the necromancer's figure vanished in the glow of the teleportation spell.

Chapter 781 Sixty-Three Months of Strength Improvement

　After sharing his joy with his four beloved friends, Velvi, Alicia, Eden, and Mebius, Moros once again immersed himself in the profound exploration of magical arts.

　As a powerful spellcaster who is only one step away from the limit of demigod, the necromancer knows very well where his current good life comes from.

　To ensure that this life does not slip away from him, he must relentlessly improve his strength.

　So-called power is something so convenient.

　With it, he can freely express his will and realize every wish in his heart without restraint!

　Therefore, Moros never slackened or became negligent in his pursuit of power.

　With the profound wisdom gained from four leaps in life level and the investment of countless magical resources, he made rapid progress in his study of magical skills.

　In just 17 months, the necromancer raised both his mastery of War Machines and Logistics to the High Legendary level.

　【War Machine Science (Advanced Legendary)】: Increases War Machine attack and defense by 30, increases War Machine health by 900, increases damage multiplier by 10, increases hit rate by 150%, and increases building damage by 900.

　[Logistics (Advanced Legendary)]: Increases troop movement by 50%.

　After elevating all these magical skills to the High Legendary rank, Moros naturally focused his attention on the unique and highly challenging magical skills of Alchemy and Potions.

　In the world of Ashan, alchemy and potion-making are undoubtedly the pinnacle of a spellcaster's wisdom and creativity.

　They transcend the realm of simple material transformation, becoming keys and bridges for in-depth exploration of the world's deeper laws.

　While the Academy faction has achieved the most remarkable results in these two profound and complex magical arts thanks to its deep academic foundation and relentless spirit of exploration, the Necropolis faction has also conducted in-depth and thorough research in this area, thanks to the long years gained after transforming into undead and the rich magical knowledge it carried when it escaped from the Silver City (Bracada).