Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The massive ship's silhouette resembled a towering mountain, completely enveloping the streets below and casting a deep, heavy shadow.

　Those quietly opened missile launch ports silently proclaimed their terrifying power capable of destroying the world.

　Every tiny mechanical whirring sound struck the hearts of everyone who witnessed this scene like a heavy hammer, making their souls tremble.

　Everything around seemed to fall into a deathly silence. Even the gentle breeze in the air seemed to be intimidated by the imposing power of this behemoth, and dared not easily disturb the oppressive and heavy atmosphere.

　Facing this Charon-class light aircraft that descended like a god...

　The frigate was a type of corvette, and Qianjie's heart went through an unprecedented and intense struggle.

　His anger was like a flame that had been suddenly extinguished; though still burning, it was suppressed by an even more powerful force.

　In those crimson eyes, the original madness and murderous intent were gradually replaced by reason and helplessness.

　As an alien visitor who once annihilated the Fifth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Ice, Qian Jie possesses terrifying strength that ranks among the top in this world, even enough to shoot down this seemingly invincible spaceship.

　However, Qianjie also understood that the weapon systems mounted on that cold hull possessed the terrifying power to reduce the Aponia Sanatorium beneath their feet to nothing in an instant.

　Those innocent lives, and everything he had cherished in his heart during this time, will be completely wiped out from this world in this devastating blow.

　In that brief silence, Qianjie heard a voice deep within his heart, constantly reminding him that anger could not be a reason to sacrifice his family.

　Looking back on those days and nights spent in the sanatorium, those heartwarming smiles, the resilience and unity we showed together in the face of adversity, and the sense of belonging that gradually grew within me…

　All of this made it impossible for Qianjie to bring himself to destroy all this beauty.

　"hateful!"

　He murmured softly, his voice filled with helplessness and resentment.

　He slowly lowered his clenched fist, and the violent aura that had almost pierced the sky dissipated.

　At that moment, he made a difficult decision—to compromise.

　This powerful being from the stars chose to set aside his anger in order to protect this place, which had become an irreplaceable home in his heart.

　World Bubble, Earth's high orbit.

　"Very good, it seems the situation on Twilight Street is settled."

　Through the unique vision of the Thousand Souls Head, which was different from that of humans, Moros clearly saw the Thousand Tribulations' slowly lowering fists.

　Witnessing this scene, the necromancer, who was well-versed in human nature, understood that this powerful being from the stars would no longer be an obstacle to his conquest of this cosmic bubble.

　Indeed, Qianjie's strength is astonishing.

　Even in his weakest moment, he could kill the Fifth Herrscher, the Herrscher of Ice, in a short time with overwhelming force. This terrifying strength was something that even necromancers had to take seriously and pay attention to.

　However, that was a thousand tribulations of unrestrained freedom and no worries.

　For Thousand Calamity, who has already forged deep bonds with the people of the Aponia Sanatorium, even if his power were to rise again and he were to enter the realm of demigods, he would no longer be a major threat to the necromancers.

　The reason for this is straightforward and simple—

　This powerful being, originating from the stars, could not bear the heavy price to pay for fighting against the necromancer.

　Yes, Thousand Calamity can easily defeat undead armies, including the legendary undead unit Thousand Souls, and can also shoot down any warship in the Death Fleet, including the Kingfisher-class light cruiser.

　However, he was powerless to protect the peace of the Aponia Sanatorium from the onslaught of the undead legion and the death fleet.

　In this situation, as long as Qianjie is unwilling to give up this newly acquired home, he will have to make a compromise.

　Without Qianjie's involvement, the battle in Twilight Street was unlikely to encounter any unexpected events.

　At this time, Aponia had not yet undergone the baptism of the super-transformation surgery.

　Without the support of the [Midoro] gene, her [Discipline] power is completely unable to reach the undead units that possess the unique troop characteristics of [Undead Creatures].

　Without the protection of the [Discipline], Aponia was nothing more than a gentle and charming nun, powerless to stop the undead army from relentlessly encroaching on and occupying Twilight Street.

　As for the complex forces that originally occupied Twilight Street, such as gangs, private soldiers, and mercenaries, they were nothing more than fish on a chopping board in the face of the undead legion, which had the powerful firepower support of the undead engine and the death fleet. They were completely at his mercy and had no power to resist.

　Getting back to the point, realizing that the battle on Twilight Street had entered a pointless and predictable phase, Moros naturally turned his attention away from this chaotic and lawless place.

　This was his first time conducting a planetary-level landing operation.

　Even though he was a necromancer with absolute power to suppress everything and make all things tremble, he still had to concentrate and act cautiously in the face of such a vast battlefield and complex situation.

　Especially now that it is not yet clear whether the second wave of orbital bombardment has completely destroyed the remaining base of the Firemoth, he needs to devote every bit of energy to the detailed analysis and judgment of the battlefield situation.

　With Qianjie's reluctant compromise, the only remaining threats to this landing operation within this world bubble are the fusion warriors that may appear.

　To prevent their appearance, Moros naturally needed to take appropriate action.

Chapter 849 Fusion Warrior

　Time moves forward.

　While Moros's attention was entirely focused on the Aponia Sanatorium

　In the heart of a secret research base of the Fire-Chasing Moth, Dr. Mei finally completed the first super-mutation surgery on this planet.

　As early as when she first learned that an alien fleet had entered Earth's orbit, Dr. May had already realized that current human civilization was powerless to resist this catastrophe.

　Therefore, she completely disregarded the regulations of the Fire Moth and resolutely launched the [Fusion Warrior Project].

　Dr. May undoubtedly regards the passing on of human civilization as the supreme mission, but this does not mean that she will blindly follow the rules and regulations set by the Moth of Fire Council.

　With her extraordinary wisdom, Dr. May had long seen through the fact that those seemingly grand rules, which touted safety and order, were in reality nothing more than tools used by the Moth Chaser Council to maintain its authority and consolidate the power in the hands of its members.

　Previously, due to the intricate and complex network of relationships among the powerful Moth Chasers councilors in human society, Dr. May had to outwardly comply with those cumbersome rules and regulations.

　However, in secret, she often cleverly circumvents the rules with her extraordinary wisdom, silently carrying out actions that she believes are beneficial to humanity.

　Even if these actions might be seen as rebellion by the fire-chasing moths.

　Now, with the invasion of an alien fleet, the entire human civilization is on the verge of destruction.

　At this critical juncture of life and death, how could Dr. Mei possibly give up the only trump card in her hand that could turn the tide of the war, deter the alien fleet, and save the entire human civilization, just to protect the authority of those hypocritical and selfish members of the Firemoth Council?

　Dr. Mei clearly sees that, in terms of technology, human civilization, already overtaken by the alien fleet, no longer has time to slowly develop its technology.

　Now, the only glimmer of hope for turning the tide in this desperate situation lies in the [Fusion Warrior Project], which has completed its technological preparations and awaits authorization from the Firemoth Council before it can be put into practice.

　When Dr. May made her request to Kevin with her heartfelt and sincere words, Kevin did not hesitate and immediately gave an affirmative answer.

　Even though he himself knew that the success rate of this super-transformation surgery was only within the realm of theoretical discussion, and that the actual possibility of success was so small as to be almost negligible.

　But for the sake of his beloved Mei, Kevin is willing to embark on this path full of unknowns and risks, and accept the challenge of super-transformation surgery.

　In Kevin's heart, he trusted May more than those cold, hard statistics.

　This trust was ultimately proven to be well-placed.

　After enduring unspeakable pain, Kevin gained the power to control ice and snow.

　This is a gift from the genes of the Emperor-level Honkai Beast [Parvati] implanted in his body.

　Unfortunately, due to the technology not being fully mature, Kevin suffered irreversible physical damage as a result.

　Having incorporated Honkai Beast DNA, his body temperature remains at -30 degrees Celsius year-round; anyone standing next to him will suffer frostbite.

　In other words, he would have to endure loneliness for the rest of his life and would never be able to embrace the person he loved most again.

　Even so, Kevin never felt the slightest bit of regret.

　It was this transformative surgery that turned him into a fusion warrior with the power to resist the undead legion and the death fleet, enabling him to protect Mei and provide her with shelter.

　Just as Kevin completed the super-transformation surgery and opened his eyes, the clouds above the research base seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and began to churn violently.

　This force is neither the gentle caress of the wind in nature, nor can it be attained by human civilization in this world.

　It foreshadowed a new disaster with an almost sacred and irresistible air.

　Having already experienced one round of orbital bombardment, it's perfectly normal for Dr. May, with her wisdom, to summarize the signs that precede an orbital bombardment.

　As Dr. May predicted, things turned out exactly as he had predicted.

　The main force of the Death Fleet, those colossal creatures symbolizing death and destruction, stationed in geosynchronous orbit, once again launched their ruthless second wave of orbital bombardment.

　Unlike the sweeping attack of the first bombing, this time, the Death Fleet's targets were more specific and precise.

　Since the first wave of orbital bombardment had swept away most of the military facilities on the planet's surface like autumn leaves, this round of attacks was aimed directly at those secret outposts hidden in the shadows, carrying the last hope of human civilization—

　This includes this secret research base for the fire-chasing moth.

　Inside the base, researchers were racing against time to back up crucial data and prepare for an emergency evacuation, their hearts filled with tension and anxiety.

　However, even their most pessimistic and desperate predictions could not have foreseen that this catastrophic disaster would strike so swiftly and so mercilessly.

　In the sky, the Honkai energy rays, like the scythe of death, shimmered with a purple and white eerie light, slicing through the sky and carrying an irresistible aura of death.

　At the same time, accompanied by a deafening roar, Honkai energy missiles rained down from the sky like a dense downpour.

　They descended, carrying destructive power, determined to turn this land into scorched earth.

　The research base's active defense system, the missile interception system that all ordinary members of the Fire Moth were once proud of and regarded as their guardian angel, now seemed so small and so fragile.

　Faced with such a fierce attack, it was as thin as a sheet of paper, easily shattered into pieces, utterly unable to withstand the overwhelming, all-destroying power.

　At this critical moment, Kevin, who had become a fusion warrior, stepped forward.

　The blood of the Emperor-level Honkai Beast [Parvati] flowing through his body began to boil at this moment.

　With his eyes tightly closed, feeling the movement of every water molecule in the surrounding air, Kevin suddenly opened his arms.

　Driven by his will, a massive amount of Honkai energy was mobilized and gathered into an incredible power.

　Those seemingly ordinary water vapors instantly condensed into indestructible ice walls under Kevin's control.

　They surrounded the research base, keeping out the destructive forces from the heavens.

　The Honkai energy rays pierced the ice wall, splashing up layers of beautiful ice flowers, but ultimately failed to penetrate the thick ice wall.

　Hundreds of Honkai energy missiles, comparable to tactical nuclear bombs, exploded on the ice wall. The enormous impact caused the ice wall to tremble violently, but it was unable to break it down.

　Kevin's face turned deathly pale from wielding such immense power of ice and snow.

　Even so, his gaze remained unusually firm, as if supported by some unshakable belief.

　To protect the love in his heart, he had to force himself to persevere.

　No matter the cost.

Chapter 850 The Fall

　Kevin's burst of energy did indeed halt the attack on the clandestine research base during this round of orbital bombardment.

　However, his courageous act also directly exposed his and Mei's hidden location.

　Upon receiving the detailed report from the AI ​​system commanding the Death Fleet, Moros's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

　He waved his hand dismissively, ordering the fleet to immediately launch the third and even more intense orbital bombardment.

　Unlike the previous two rounds of orbital bombardment.

　In this round, the firepower of four hundred warships was all focused on the research base belonging to the Fire-Chasing Moth.

　Moreover, in order to completely eliminate the most troublesome threat on this planet, the necromancer even approved a strategic-level strike against the base.

　In other words, in addition to conventional Honkai energy missiles and incredibly powerful Honkai energy rays, this orbital bombardment will also deploy even more terrifying Honkai energy fission bombs.

　Moreover, the number of these fission bombs is by no means small.

　Adhering to the resolute attitude of "either don't do it at all, or do it to the extreme," Moros did not hesitate to use more than one hundred Honkai energy fission bombs this time.

　The necromancer believed that even Kevin, who had just transformed into a fusion warrior through a super-transformation surgery, would have no chance of survival under such intense orbital bombardment.

　Even so, to ensure everything went perfectly, he personally cast a spell to project the scene of the research base, which was about to undergo its third and unprecedented round of orbital bombardment, onto his own eyes in real time.

　If this bombardment fails to completely eliminate Kevin, Moros will personally take action to ensure the ultimate demise of this fusion warrior.

　In this unprecedentedly intense orbital bombardment, the sky seemed to be torn apart by the wrath of the gods.

　Hundreds of purple-white Honkai energy rays, carrying irresistible destructive power, ripped through the sky with overwhelming force, aiming precisely at the research base that held humanity's future hopes and endless mysteries.

　Each of these rays contains terrifying energy capable of instantly reducing towering mountains to dust.

　They sped along at an astonishing speed close to the speed of light, followed closely by a torrential downpour of Honkai energy missiles and over a hundred Honkai energy fission bombs, each capable of turning the tide of battle.

　Witnessing this unprecedented attack, even the most optimistic bystander could foresee the tragic fate that this research base was about to face.

　Mei, this female scientist whose wisdom surpassed that of previous civilizations, was no exception.

　She knew all too well that the devastating scene before her was far beyond Kevin's limits as a fusion warrior.

　Recalling Kevin's almost exhausting struggle and perseverance during the last orbital bombardment, May felt as if her heart had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain almost suffocating her.