Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　This is the sole reason why he would appear in the Venus colony every now and then.

　However, all of this was limited to the first year or two when the transformation process had just begun.

　As the transformation work progressed, when the necromancer's strength truly plummeted to an unprecedented low, he resolutely chose to completely shut himself off and never left that safe and secluded demiplane again.

　This was a choice made out of sheer desperation.

　The transformation of his magic had reached a critical and crucial stage, and he simply couldn't spare even a fraction of his energy to spend with Velvi and the others.

　At this pivotal stage of his life, his body was constantly undergoing the torment of being reshaped and transformed.

　Each compression and purification of magic is like a sharp blade sharpening bones, excruciatingly painful yet filled with the light of hope.

　Finally, on an ordinary morning, as the first artificial rays of sunlight pierced through the corridors of the magic guild and gently brushed against the door of Moros's meditation room, the death magic within him, after countless trials and refinements, completed its final transformation, becoming the dazzling [Higher Magic].

　At that moment, Moros felt an unprecedented power surging within him.

　That was a terrifying power comparable to that of an Envoy, truly reaching the pinnacle of demigodhood.

　With this power, he could stand firm in any of the many worlds within the Tree Sea system.

Chapter 786 Sharing Joy and the Development of the Venus Colony

　Sensing the surging high-level magic within his body, Moros slowly opened his eyes.

　A dark and profound light flashed in his pupils, a sign that the magic of death had reached its ultimate level.

　He stood up, surrounded by faint magical energy fluctuations. Even the air seemed to tremble slightly, shaken by this otherworldly power.

　Taking a deep breath, the necromancer felt an unprecedented surge of excitement and relief.

　Five years of arduous training, 1826 days and nights of torment, the pain and exhaustion eroded by the magic of death finally yielded a rich reward at this moment.

　After calming down his excitement at truly stepping into the limits of demigodhood and sensing the boundaries of demigod power, Moros opened a portal to the middle level of the Magic Guild.

　As the master of this [Level 5 Magic Guild], a necromancer with peak demigod strength, he naturally possesses extraordinary perception, enabling him to discern any subtle movements in this mage tower that contains countless ancient secrets and forbidden knowledge.

　In his perception, right now, in that vast library of magical tomes, Velvi was sitting at an exceptionally luxurious desk inlaid with numerous magical gems, gently turning the pages of a yellowed ancient magical tome with her long, gloved fingers.

　That book is a precious classic that tells the story of the ultimate transformation of a demigod and explores the supreme mysteries of the pinnacle of power in the world of Ashan.

　Clearly, the necromancer's lover and apprentice had, based on Moros's unusual behavior over the past two years and her own increasingly advanced knowledge in the field of magic, vaguely deduced some secrets that were about to be revealed.

　With light steps, Moros emerged from the portal and silently approached Velvie, who was completely absorbed in the world of ancient magical texts.

　His eyes sparkled with undisguised joy and boundless tenderness, a gaze that contained not only his deepest affection for his beloved Vilvi, but also his excitement at wanting to share this glory with her.

　At this moment, Velvi was completely immersed in the ancient magic book that bore the marks of time, oblivious to all the changes around her.

　Her shoulder-length, two-tone hair fell gently over her shoulders, adding to her mystery and femininity.

　Long leather gloves encased her slender fingers, gently caressing the pages. Each delicate turn of the page seemed to be a silent dialogue across time with that ancient knowledge.

　The artificial light created by the magic circle of the magic guild shone gently on Vilvie through the tall and magnificent windows, gilding her with a soft and elegant golden glow.

　This radiance not only illuminated her face but also endowed her with an extraordinary temperament, adding a touch of tranquility, intellect, and sacred beauty to the scene.

　The necromancer slowly walked up behind Vervie and took a deep breath.

　He could sense the unique aura that belonged only to Vervier with perfect clarity.

　It was a scent that blended her subtle magical fragrance with her unique body odor, a scent that was both familiar and made him feel incredibly at ease.

　He reached out, his fingertips first touching the silky smooth strands of Velvi's hair that fell over her shoulders, feeling the barely perceptible warmth they carried.

　Immediately afterwards, Morros's arms wrapped around Vilvie's waist with an extremely gentle yet firm gesture, tenderly embracing her entire body.

　Suddenly, Vilvi felt a warm and firm force coming from behind her.

　The sudden touch startled her, and she looked up in surprise. A moment of astonishment flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly melted away by the deep affection and undisguised joy in Moros's eyes.

　The ancient magic book slipped from her hand unintentionally, its pages striking the table with a soft yet remarkably clear sound in the utterly tranquil atmosphere.

　“Moros…”

　Vervi's voice was soft and slightly trembling, every syllable imbued with deep affection, brimming with endless tenderness and fervent anticipation.

　She turned around to face Moros, and her hands involuntarily landed on his strong shoulders, as if to confirm the reality of everything.

　Those pink eyes were now shimmering with a complex light—tears of emotion and joy, gently swaying in their sockets like glistening dewdrops in the morning light, reluctant to fall.

　The ancient knowledge and secrets of demigod transformation recorded between the pages of that thick magical tome made her instantly understand the weight and significance of Moros's embrace at that moment.

　"You...successfully?"

　He lowered his head and gently and delicately kissed away the tears that were about to spill from the corners of Vilvie's eyes. The necromancer's actions were full of endless pampering and love.

　"Vilvie, I did it. I have finally stepped into the realm of the peak of demigods."

　Holding Morros tightly, the Primal Lady, now online, beamed with a radiant and happy smile.

　"I knew you could do it."

　Her voice was slightly choked with emotion, but more than anything, it was filled with pride and joy for Moros's achievements.

　The two embraced tightly, as if time had frozen and the whole world had stood still.

　Their heartbeats and breaths intertwined, forming a silent melody that played out their own happy tune.

　After sharing his joy at reaching the pinnacle of demigodhood with Velvi, Alicia, Eden, and Mebius, Moros entered the main control room of the Venus Colony Balloon City.

　Joining him on his journey to this place were two of the most steadfast supporters of the Venus colony project—Vellwyn and Mebius.

　Now, a long decade has passed since the second batch of androids moved to the Balloon City.

　Over the course of a whole generation, this alien colony suspended in the atmosphere of Venus has undergone tremendous changes compared to the past.

　Thanks to the Balloon City's excellent medical standards and significantly improved quality of life, the population of this only human settlement, established after the destruction of human civilization by the Herrscher of the End, has surged to over 120,000.

　Ten years have passed, and given Mebius and Velvet's extraordinary scientific abilities, it is by no means incomprehensible that they could significantly increase the population capacity of the Venus colony.

　In fact, the balloon city today has a capacity of 30 people.

　However, this does not mean that Vervière and Mebius's research potential is limited to this.

　With their intelligence, how could they possibly stop there?

　The reason for setting the population capacity limit at 30 is mainly to prudently avoid potential risks.

　While mega-population clusters can bring many advantages and conveniences, they may face a huge crisis of losing a large number of people at once if they encounter a powerful enemy.

　In contrast, smaller, less populated areas have more flexibility in terms of survival and coping mechanisms.

Chapter 787 Discussion on the Establishment of New Colonies

　It is well known that under suitable environmental conditions, the reproduction rate of organisms can increase rapidly at an astonishing geometric rate.

　The quality of life provided to the inhabitants of this Venusian colony was far superior, even compared to the most prosperous period of that civilization era that had been destroyed by the Herrscher of the End.

　Under such circumstances, the population growth rate of the balloon city is predictable.

　Despite being an alien colony floating in Venus's atmosphere, it took an entire generation to slowly grow its population from 100,000 to 120,000.

　But based on the sophisticated calculations made by the intelligent system that manages this colony...

　It is estimated that in just seven and a half years, those artificial humans whose physiological structure is no different from that of humans will be able to rapidly increase the population to the maximum capacity that the balloon city can support—300,000.

　Given the long time and enormous human and material resources required to establish a new colony on a planet with such an extreme environment as Venus, the plan to build a new balloon city is now imperative.

　Then, the scene described earlier occurred.

　When the intelligent system managing the balloon city issued an urgent warning of a long-term population crisis, Moros had to temporarily put aside his recently restarted magical research and instead deal with this problem that was both important and unimportant.

　Also affected by the warning were two other staunch supporters of the Venus colony project—Mebius and Vervier.

　After receiving the warning, they quickly rushed to the main control room of the balloon city.

　"It seems that we have two paths before us: one is to start building new balloon cities, and the other is to start controlling population growth."

　The necromancer posed a question.

　When asked by Moros, Velvi and Mebius exchanged a knowing glance and nodded in agreement.

　Seeing this, he raised his head and looked at his two lovers.

　"So, what are your thoughts on this?"

　“I naturally prefer the plan of building a new balloon city, which is more reasonable.”

　The expert was the first to express her opinion.

　"Me too."

　Mebius echoed.

　After understanding the attitudes of Velvi and Mebius, a smile appeared on the necromancer's face.

　“Very good, it seems we are on the same page. I also believe that establishing new colonies is the key to solving the problem.”

　As a necromancer at the peak of demigod status, Moros's current spellcasting abilities are sufficient to handle most of the problems he encounters.

　However, precisely because of this, once a problem arises that cannot be solved by ordinary magic, it means that the matter is of utmost importance.

　At that time, a few extremely special spells that required the consumption of soul reserves to cast became his greatest reliance.

　In addition, there are the souls of intelligent beings consumed in daily magical research...

　Soul reserves are something that you naturally want to have as much of as possible.

　It is obvious that even if the Venus colony, with its mere population of 300,000, were to employ a drastic, exploitative approach, it would be impossible to satisfy this level of soul consumption.

　Therefore, building a new balloon city becomes an inevitable task.

　After reaching a consensus, Moros, Velvi, and Mebius began to discuss in depth the specific plans for building the new balloon city.

　The Balloon City's intelligent system has presented them with various data and simulation results, including the location of the new colony, resource requirements, construction cycle, and potential challenges.

　"In terms of site selection, we need to find an atmospheric region that is both stable and suitable for habitation."

　As an expert in mechanical technology, Vervier spoke first.

　"Although Venus's atmosphere contains a strong greenhouse effect and sulfuric acid clouds, we can find relatively mild and safe areas through accurate meteorological simulations."

　Mebius nodded in agreement and added.

　"In terms of resources, we need to ensure the self-sufficiency of the new colonies. This includes water recycling, food production, and energy supply..."

　Listening to the heated discussion between Vervie and Mebius, a hint of helplessness flashed in Moros's eyes.

　Although with the profound wisdom he gained after experiencing four levels of life, he could easily reach the level of a researcher in the Firemoth research department with just a little effort, the necromancer never had such a thought.

　In his view, it would be far better to devote himself to the vast world of magical research than to waste his precious time and energy on the field of science and technology, which he had no talent for.

　This decision has been repeatedly proven to be a wise one in past practices.

　After all, in the past years of this world, even the three most outstanding scientists of the previous civilization, working together, could not defeat the Herrscher of the End, while the necromancer wrote the chapter of victory with the supreme power of magic.

　Admittedly, Kevin and Kosmo's great assistance played a significant role, but Moros's astonishing magical prowess, who was already just one step away from the limit of demigods, was the most crucial factor in achieving the final victory.

　However, this choice has also brought a small problem.

　That is, at times like these, he really couldn't understand what his two lovers were discussing.

　Moros could clearly hear every word that Vervie and Mebius uttered.

　However, when these words were put together into sentences and strung together into a whole text, he felt completely lost and could not understand the true meaning of their words at all.

　Even so, the necromancer, who knew his key role in the plan, tried his best to suppress the frustration that arose from not understanding the discussion in the field of science and technology, and focused all his attention on the discussion between his two lovers.

　Regardless of the final outcome of the discussion between Velvi and Mebius, he still needs to undergo the final enchantment.

　This is an indispensable part of colonial development.

　It's important to understand that without the magical protection cast by Moros, the Balloon City's resilience would be significantly reduced, relying solely on the Honkai energy shield and the armor and structure constructed from Honkai energy-enhanced alloys.

　In this galaxy tightly sealed by the cocoon of the end, if the damage resistance is too low, it will be a nightmare that neither he nor they want to face.

　Therefore, reinforcing the balloon city with magical power became an essential step in establishing the colony.

　Just as Morlos was patiently listening to the discussion between Vervie and Mebius, Vervie suddenly changed the subject, steer the discussion toward another key issue.

　"Moros, Möbius, do you think the new colony needs to be developed with heavy industry?"

　Having spent so much time together, Moros and Möbius instantly realized the expert's underlying considerations in her question—

　She hoped to empower the colony's inhabitants with a degree of self-defense capability, enabling them to protect themselves and safeguard their homes when faced with potential threats.

Chapter 788 Moros's Choice