Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　People on the street, dressed in all sorts of costumes, beamed with smiles, gathering in small groups and excitedly discussing the upcoming event—Eden's Concert.

　Strolling through the heart of the city, Moros and Alicia could deeply feel the undisguised passion and hustle and bustle.

　Just as the poem describes, "When you stand on the bridge and admire the scenery, you yourself become part of the scenery in the eyes of others," the necromancer and the pink fairy lady's charm attracted the attention of many passersby.

　This is perfectly normal.

　Despite the fact that Moros's extraordinary profession is not accepted by most people, as a demigod who has undergone four leaps in life level, his charisma has already transcended the limits of the mortal world.

　Moreover, after undergoing the vampire transformation ritual and becoming a vampire lord, his charisma was enhanced to an unprecedented degree.

　Vampires are inherently charismatic and extraordinary beings.

　As the pinnacle of the vampire race, the Vampire Lord's charm is unmatched.

　Moros went even further on this basis.

　His divine status makes the dark charm of the vampire lord even more profound and captivating.

　As they walked side by side across the historic Sydney Harbour Bridge, the iconic sailboat shape of the Sydney Opera House came into view.

　She stopped in her tracks, and a look of anticipation shone in Alicia's azure eyes.

　She looked up at the building and asked softly.

　"Is this the place where Eden will soon burst into song?"

　Upon hearing this, the necromancer, whose gaze was also fixed on the Sydney Opera House, nodded slightly.

　"Yes, this will become the stage for her singing..."

　Seemingly realizing the unspoken meaning in her lover's words, a shadow of sadness flashed in the pink fairy's eyes, and a hint of sorrow appeared in her voice.

　"Yes, this place will also become the stage for the Herrscher of Flame to proclaim the power of Honkai."

　Hearing the deep sorrow in Alicia's words, Moros's heart tightened. He gently took Alicia's hand, his eyes filled with determination and comfort.

　"Don't worry, Ellie, with me here, the inhabitants of this world will no longer suffer the terror of the Honkai Judgment."

　Although that's what he said, there was still one thing the necromancer kept unsaid—

　However, what they will face is my conquest of this world bubble.

　With the Pink Fairy's intelligence and her deep understanding of Moros, she was already able to vaguely guess the necromancer's unspoken words.

　However, at this moment, she chose to remain silent.

　Alicia knew, of course, that if she spoke up, she might actually be able to persuade Moros to postpone his plan to conquer this world bubble.

　But just as Moros refrained from saying those words out of consideration for her feelings, the pink fairy who deeply loved him also chose to offer him silent understanding at this moment.

　"Well, I believe you."

　Sensing the unwavering will behind Alicia's words, and the deep love behind that will for him, a warm feeling welled up in Moros's heart.

　Ignoring the bustling crowd around him, he resolutely pulled her into a tight embrace.

　"Thank you."

　"Let's go find a suitable place to prepare for the coming storm."

　Moros's tone carried an unquestionable decisiveness.

　He knew that despite his attempts to comfort Alicia, her worries and sorrows would not dissipate.

　Only actions can prove his promise and truly put her at ease.

Chapter 839 Art and Crisis

　Having made the promise, Moros naturally wouldn't go back on his word.

　Moreover, given the deep bond between him and Eden, how could a necromancer stand idly by?

　Even if the Eden in this world is merely a similar flower, he will not ignore it.

　Even so, before the Herrscher of Flame descended, he still believed that he and Alicia...

　The most important thing right now is to listen to the performance of this greatest singer of a previous civilization.

　After all, with Moros's terrifying strength at the limit of demigod level, the mere Herrscher of Flame was nothing more than an ant that he could destroy at will.

　Miss Pink Fairy hesitated for a moment before agreeing to her lover's arrangement.

　On the one hand, she was filled with curiosity about Eden within this bubble of world.

　Given the relationship between Alicia and Eden, it's perfectly reasonable for her to want to meet Eden in this world bubble.

　On the other hand, the necromancer has also solemnly promised her that he will intervene the moment the Herrscher of Flame arrives and will never allow that apostle of God to have the opportunity to harm other innocent lives.

　Alicia has always had unwavering faith in Moros's strength.

　Therefore, with his promise, she could naturally enjoy this rare audio-visual feast without worrying too much about the impending crisis.

　Wow! There are already so many people here so early?

　Faced with the pink fairy's question, which was half puzzled and half surprised, the necromancer shrugged and answered with a relaxed expression.

　"You know perfectly well that with Eden's unparalleled singing ability, isn't it only natural that such a scene would occur?"

　At this moment, the concert hall inside the Sydney Opera House, the venue where Eden was about to perform, was already bustling with people and incredibly lively.

　The various noises mixed together made one feel as if they were in a noisy ocean.

　"Hmm, but if we do that, won't we be unable to see anything at all?"

　Standing on tiptoe, Miss Pink Fairy looked at the dense crowd ahead and pouted in dissatisfaction.

　At 163cm tall, she couldn't even see anything in front of her in a crowd.

　Seeing this, Moros couldn't help but chuckle.

　"do you need my help?"

　"No need, let's find a place where there aren't so many people."

　"It's impossible to squeeze to the front now."

　The necromancer was right. The audience was already packed with people, and it would be impossible for them to squeeze in.

　Of course, this refers to the situation without using extraordinary means or causing any disturbance.

　Without such restrictions, with Moros and Alicia's extraordinary abilities, how could ordinary people possibly stop them?

　"No, I have a better way."

　As she spoke, the pink fairy glanced around, her lively eyes seemingly searching for something.

　Then, she turned her gaze to her lover beside her.

　With the tacit understanding between Moros and Alicia, how could he not understand what the Pink Fairy was trying to say?

　However, he did not refuse.

　"Ah."

　With a soft chuckle, the necromancer led Alicia to a luxuriously decorated private room.

　Of course, this was accomplished under the clever cover of the powerful campaign spell [Illusion Legion].

　Neither Morros nor Alicia wanted to disrupt Eden's performance because of their presence.

　In fact, even the original owner of this private room made the decision to return to the yacht and enjoy the party under the influence of the [Puppet Master].

　Inside the private room, soft lighting fell like a gentle rain, and the exquisite decorations complemented the bustling scenery outside the window, creating a unique atmosphere.

　Sitting on the sofa covered in soft velvet, Alicia's face was filled with a satisfied smile.

　She gently patted the seat next to her, gesturing for Moros to sit down.

　"No matter how many times I experience it, I still think magic is an amazing miracle."

　Faced with the enchanting invitation from the pink fairy, the necromancer naturally did not hesitate in the slightest.

　"Indeed, magic possesses endless possibilities and power; it is omnipotent."

　He gently echoed Alicia's words as he slowly sat down with a smile on his face.

　As the gentle melody began to play in the concert hall, the entire space gradually became immersed in a tranquil atmosphere, with only the soft breathing and sparse whispers of the audience remaining.

　The stage lights gradually came on, attracting everyone's attention like a magnet, focusing on the vast stage covered by a light veil.

　"Look, Eden's show has begun."

　Gently reminding his beloved beside him, Moros lightly placed his fingers on Alicia's hand, conveying silent support and warmth.

　She squeezed his hand tightly, her azure eyes sparkling with joy and anticipation.

　At the same time, as the music gradually intensified, the veil was slowly lifted, revealing Eden's figure to everyone.

　At this moment, Eden is dressed in a classic black and red dress, the hem of which sways gently with her light steps, like a flower blooming in the night.

　Immediately afterwards, her ethereal and captivating voice resonated throughout the concert hall, each note deeply touching the audience.

　The heart is intoxicating.

　Seated in the private box, Moros and Alicia quietly enjoyed the audio-visual feast.

　They exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, their deep understanding and love were already conveyed.

　Unfortunately, this bliss and enjoyment did not last long.

　Just as Eden's first song came to a perfect close, the necromancer suddenly turned his head sharply, his sharp gaze piercing through the darkness of the private room and fixing on a wall.

　"Moros?"

　Startled by his unusual behavior, Alicia's tone carried a hint of doubt.

　But soon, she realized something, and her expression changed slightly.

　"The Herrscher of Flame has descended?"

　"Ah."

　Nodding, Moros turned his head to look at the pink fairy.

　"I'll take care of this. You can continue enjoying Eden's performance."

　Thanks to the Sydney Opera House’s excellent soundproofing, the disturbances brought by the arrival of the Herrscher of Flame have not yet penetrated in.

　However, the necromancer knew very well that if he did not take action, within minutes the Honkai energy tide that descended with the Herrscher of Flame would sweep across the area like a flood, mercilessly devouring those lives that were not adapted to Honkai energy.

　This was not just an ordinary collapse, but a fatal blow to that once glorious and art-loving old era.

　Go, I'll wait for you. No matter what happens, I'll be here, waiting for your return.

　Gazing into Moros's deep eyes, Alicia gave her answer with utmost seriousness.

　With a slight upturn of his lips, the necromancer's thoughts shifted, and he vanished into the brilliance of a teleportation spell.

Chapter 840 An Easy Victory and Reunion

　The battle against the attacking Seventh Herrscher, the Herrscher of Flame, was completely unremarkable.

　Moros casually cast a level 5 destructive spell—[Inward Burst]—and swiftly ended the divine messenger who wielded the power to [manipulate molecular motion].

　This is also very normal.

　Although the Herrscher of Flame once single-handedly reduced the Australian continent to ashes in a mere week during the historical torrent of the original world, forcing the entire human civilization to face the desperate situation of either change or extinction.

　But what power does the Herrscher of Flame, who only possesses the strength of a high-level legendary, have to fight back against a necromancer who has reached the limit of demigod and embarked on the path of divine condensation?

　Moreover, while the powers wielded by the Seventh Herrscher are formidable on the front lines, their ability to manipulate molecular motion is utterly mediocre in terms of self-preservation and mobility.

　If it were the Second Herrscher, the Herrscher of the Void, who wields the power of [Space], she might have been able to hold out for a little longer. However, for the Herrscher of Flame, the vast difference in their raw strength directly led to her demise in the blink of an eye.

　After annihilating the Herrscher of Flame, Moros completely ignored the gazes that were watching him.

　Given the infamous reputation of the Herrschers on this planet, it is perfectly normal for human civilization to keep the newly arrived Herrscher of Flame under constant and close surveillance.

　Under these circumstances, it is only natural that the battle between the necromancer and the Herrscher of Flame was observed by the human civilization within this world bubble.

　Of course, this is also directly related to the fact that Moros did not use any magic to deliberately conceal his whereabouts.

　If he truly intended to conceal his existence, then given his extraordinary spellcasting abilities, there is probably nothing on this planet that could possibly detect his presence.

　However, the necromancer did not have such thoughts.

　For an extraordinary person who can conquer the world with his own strength, how could he possibly care about such a trivial matter that is completely insignificant in his eyes?