Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　"Well, you guys have really opened my eyes!"

　The necromancer never expected that even after lowering his demands on those vampire nobles to such an extent, they would still cause such a mess.

　However, after carefully reviewing the detailed tax collection reports sent back by the tax fleet, Moros had to admit that not all of those vampire administrators were so incompetent.

　Admittedly, the vast majority of vampire administrators attempt to fill their huge tax deficits by plundering the flesh and wealth of others, but a small number of vampire elites have shown a rare sense of responsibility, or to be more precise, an extraordinary calmness and rationality.

　They chose to first use their personal wealth to quietly fill the tax loopholes and ensure tax integrity before addressing other issues.

　This behavior, in stark contrast to the selfishness and greed of the other vampire nobles, seemed all the more commendable, earning Moros a higher opinion of them.

　It was this high regard that led him to grant special pardons to these clever and responsible vampire nobles in his orders to the tax fleet.

　The so-called tax fleet, as the name suggests, is a powerful fleet specially formed by necromancers from the Death Fleet in order to collect taxes from the human civilization in the world bubble they recently conquered for each tax cycle (one year).

　It includes 20 unarmed transport ships dedicated to transport, 30 Charon-class light frigates serving as part-time transport ships, 30 Paris-class heavy frigates used as escort warships, and one Kingfisher-class light cruiser used as the flagship.

　Such a massive fleet, comprising 81 warships, was undoubtedly an overwhelming force to the human society in the world bubble that had been conquered by necromancers; any resistance would appear pale and powerless in its presence.

　Therefore, with the tax fleet already arrived, Moros can thoroughly purge the management of that world bubble without any qualms, and without worrying that those vampire nobles will resort to desperate measures and launch a pointless rebellion.

　Upon receiving the necromancer's order, Bell (from Worldbubble), who commanded the Tax Fleet, did not hesitate to order the marines on board the fleet to begin the landing operation.

　As portals connecting the internal deployment bays of various warships to the planet's surface roared open, undead armies launched surprise attacks on the lairs of vampire nobles in various locations.

　The entire process proceeded without any unexpected incidents. Those vampire nobles, still deeply entrenched in political infighting, were completely surrounded and wiped out by the sudden undead raiding force.

　Moros wouldn't give these vampire nobles who failed to collect taxes a second chance.

　Under his will, the undead soldiers raised their swords.

　This purge was not limited to the vampire nobles themselves; even their family members were not spared, becoming corpses and soul reserves in the hands of necromancers.

　Moros's logic is simple and direct.

　Since these vampire nobles are unable to fulfill their tax collection duties, let them and their families become part of the tax system.

　Faced with this bloody purge, those vampire-like nobles who had hastily used their private slush funds to fill tax loopholes and barely completed their tax collection tasks before the arrival of the tax fleet were filled with lingering fear.

　They knew all too well that if they had hesitated even slightly, or had harbored any illusions that the laws of the necromancers would have been loosened due to the large number of transgressions, they would likely be among those now serving as tax sacrifices.

　This harrowing brush with death allowed these wise members of the vampire elite to deeply understand the necromancer's ruthlessness and his extreme emphasis on taxation.

　However, behind this lingering fear, those vampire nobles who were not cleansed also felt an uncontrollable excitement.

　Under the blades of the undead forces, most of their rivals have vanished into the dust of history.

　This means that once this round of tax payments is successfully completed and the tax fleet withdraws from the planet, they will be able to easily devour the empires of interests that the fallen vampire elites once painstakingly built.

　This wonderful opportunity to reap the benefits without resorting to force filled them with the joy of victory.

　Meanwhile, after Moros issued the ruthless order to the tax fleet to purge the vampire nobles and their families who had failed to fulfill their tax collection duties, he stepped into the interdimensional portal leading to the newly conquered world bubble.

　Having undergone four leaps in life level

　Ascending, the wisdom of the necromancer is beyond doubt.

　He knew very well that, with the strength of the Tax Fleet alone, it was not entirely hopeless to completely annihilate the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, who had descended upon the World Bubble, but it was by no means an easy task.

　To ensure he could collect substantial taxes from this potentially huge bubble in the next tax cycle, Moros naturally chose to personally intervene and completely eliminate this potential threat.

　Faced with a necromancer whose strength had reached the limit of demigod and who had begun to condense divinity, the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, was completely unable to put up any effective resistance.

　In just ten minutes, Moros used the battle spell [See Through the Earth] to locate the thousand individual Herrschers scattered throughout the world bubble.

　Then, under the spells cast by the necromancer himself, those thousand individual Herrschers were annihilated one by one.

Chapter 860 The Fall and Promise of the Eleventh Herrscher

　After carefully storing the core of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, Moros did not rush to leave the world bubble that was now prostrate beneath his staff.

　According to his calculations, the time span from the arrival of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand, to the arrival of the Eleventh Herrscher, the Herrscher of Binding, would not exceed half a year.

　Given that the thousand Herrschers had been running rampant for quite some time under the whim of the purged vampire administrators, the necromancer deduced that the arrival of the next Herrscher in this world bubble was not far off.

　To avoid being urgently recalled by a sudden interdimensional magical distress call shortly after stepping out of this world bubble, he made a rational choice—to deal with the soon-to-arrive Herrscher first, and then leave this newly conquered world bubble with peace of mind.

　As Morros had predicted, things unfolded exactly as he had anticipated.

　Just over a week later, he keenly sensed that a massive amount of Honkai energy was quietly gathering somewhere on the Europa continent of Earth within this world bubble.

　It was at this moment that the necromancer received an urgent communication from the Tax Fleet in near-Earth orbit.

　"Lord Moros, a large amount of Honkai energy has been gathered on the Bode Plain. The ship's intelligent system initially judges that this is very likely a sign that the Great Honkai is about to occur."

　Once the magical communication was established, Bell, who was in charge of the tax fleet, immediately reported to Moros the latest detection results from the Honkai energy early warning system equipped on the fleet.

　For a terrestrial planet similar in size to Earth, even collecting taxes annually is not a task that can be easily accomplished in a week or two.

　Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable that at this point in time, the tax fleet commanded by Ling is still in this world bubble.

　Getting back to the main point, after listening to Ling's report, Moros raised an eyebrow slightly.

　Then, in an unquestionable tone, he conveyed new instructions to Bell.

　"I need to speed up the tax collection process. I don't want to linger in this world bubble for too long after I deal with that newly arrived Herrscher."

　Having grasped the message contained in the necromancer's words, Bell responded without hesitation.

　"Yes, Lord Moros!"

　Nodding in satisfaction, Moros severed the magical communication with the flagship of the Tax Fleet—the Hummingbird, the third ship of the Kingfisher-class light cruisers.

　Then, with a thought, he opened a remote portal to the Bode Plains.

　The battle with the eleventh Herrscher of Binding, who descended upon Earth in this bubble of worlds, was utterly uneventful and lacked any noteworthy excitement.

　With just a simple level 5 battle spell, [Inward Burst], the divine apostle who wielded the power of [Binding] perished in the skies above the Bode Plains.

　This scene, though seemingly unbelievable, is actually quite reasonable.

　After all, given Moros's terrifying strength—having reached the limit of demigodhood and begun to condense divinity—it would be truly inconceivable if he had to expend a great deal of time and effort to deal with a Herrscher of Binding.

　After using the spell of the Force Condensation to steadily collect the Herrscher Core of the Herrscher of Binding, the necromancer paid no attention to the Great Collapse that had caused severe damage to the Bode Plains region due to the arrival of this eleventh Herrscher.

　He simply used the super-magical skill of [Instant Spellcasting] to instantly cast a long-range teleportation spell and returned to the solemn and spacious bridge of the Kingfisher-class light cruiser, which was located in near-Earth orbit.

　When the teleportation array suddenly opened inside the bridge, accompanied by a dense, visible magical light, and the figure of the necromancer appeared, a hint of tension and awe involuntarily flashed in Ling's ocean-blue eyes.

　Such a reaction is not surprising.

　When faced with their immediate supervisor suddenly appearing in front of them, anyone would inevitably feel uneasy and anxious.

　However, Ling was someone who had endured a seal for a full 50,000 years without being driven mad. After realizing Moros's arrival...

　After realizing what she meant, she quickly composed herself, bowed respectfully, and gave a clear and organized report on the tax collection situation of the tax fleet.

　"Lord Moros, based on the current progress and arrangements of tax collection, our fleet is expected to remain in this world bubble for approximately three more days."

　Upon hearing Ling's response, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Moros's deep eyes.

　He nodded slightly, his tone revealing his high regard and appreciation for Ling and the efficiency of the tax fleet under her command.

　"Very good, Ring, your work efficiency is as satisfactory as ever."

　At the same time, the necromancer also looked the pink-haired girl up and down.

　"By the way, Rin, how do you feel about the body you're currently using? Is there anything that needs adjustment or optimization?"

　Upon hearing this, a grateful smile instantly bloomed on Ling's beautiful face.

　She lowered her head slightly and answered in a manner that was both humble and confident.

　"Thank you for your care and kindness, Lord Moros. This body is absolutely perfect for me. Its strength, speed, and perception have all far exceeded my previous imagination and expectations."

　After speaking, Ling slowly raised her head, her azure eyes sparkling with expectation and trust.

　Reaching out, he gently patted the girl's head, a warm smile curving his lips.

　"Don't worry, Rin, I will never forget what I promised you."

　Before Ling led the tax fleet to this world bubble to collect taxes for Moros, he made a solemn promise—after the mission was successfully completed, he would personally use his light magic [Reincarnation] to resurrect Ling's sister.

　Of course, this was by no means a simple reward for Ling carrying out this tax collection task.

　In fact, ever since Sakura brought her out of the World Bubble, Rin has been serving the necromancer with an incredibly positive attitude.

　She never hid her true thoughts, which was that she longed for Morros to resurrect her older sister—Sakura, who lived with Rin in the world bubble that was initially conquered by the undead legion and the death fleet.

　Hearing Lord Moros's resolute answer and feeling the slightly cold temperature of the large hand on her head, Ling felt an indescribable warmth welling up in her heart.

　In those azure eyes, the light of expectation and trust shone ever brighter.

　Her lips unconsciously turned up, blossoming into a radiant smile, a smile that came from the bottom of her heart, a smile of joy and gratitude.

　With a slight bow, Ling bowed again in an almost reverent manner.

　"Lord Moros, please allow me to express my deepest gratitude to you with the sincerest heart."

Chapter 861 Unloading and Fulfilling Promises

　Just as Ling had said when reporting the progress of tax collection to Moros, in just three short days, the tax fleet efficiently completed the task of collecting taxes from the human civilization in this newly conquered world bubble.

　Standing on the futuristic bridge of the Kingfisher-class light cruiser, Moros activated a transdimensional portal to the material universe in which he was born.

　After countless tedious processes of collecting resources from the world bubble crawling beneath his staff and then transporting them to the demiplane, the necromancer naturally conceived the idea of ​​optimizing this process.

　This is the culmination of his wisdom and strength—a revolutionary simplification.

　Now, resources originating from the World Bubble no longer need to travel through the vast and perilous Quantum Sea, but can directly pass through interdimensional portals and instantly arrive in the material universe from the distant World Bubble.

　This change undoubtedly greatly reduced Moros' workload in this area and improved efficiency.

　However, even so, Moros could not hide his dissatisfaction.

　To this day, including the world bubble where he and the Tax Fleet are currently located, the number of world bubbles conquered by the Death Fleet and the Undead Legion has reached a staggering four.

　Even if Morros only needs to open two interdimensional portals in each tax cycle (year), it still means he has to undertake a total of eight spellcasting tasks.

　Admittedly, for a necromancer with the power of a demigod, the difficulty of casting such a spell is almost negligible.

　But this feeling of being tightly bound by a fixed schedule was like an invisible shackle, making him deeply unhappy.

　Therefore, Moros is still sparing no effort in exploring the magical technology of interdimensional portals that can semi-permanently anchor two world bubbles.

　He firmly believes that as long as he can make a breakthrough in this area, he will be able to completely break free from this repetitive work and reclaim that long-lost freedom.

　Getting back to the main point, under Moros's watchful eye, Ling, who was in command of the tax fleet, decisively issued the order.

　"Fleet, set sail!"

　Upon receiving the bell's command, the intelligent command system onboard the Kingfisher-class light cruiser quickly and accurately broke down this general command into a series of detailed and specific instructions.

　These instructions are communicated between warships.

　The mental network was efficiently shared with the artificial soul aggregates that controlled each warship.

　The ships that make up this tax fleet, whether they are the 20 unarmed transport ships dedicated to transportation or other types of warships, are all essentially the same as the four warships designed by Velvi in ​​the Death Fleet, using the [Undead Engine].

　These [Undead Engines], as the product of the perfect fusion of undead creatures and war machines, naturally form an exceptionally stable and efficient mental network.

　This network not only enables every ship in the fleet to maintain close communication, but also allows the entire fleet to demonstrate amazing tacit understanding and coordination when conducting joint operations.

　As the order was given, the 81 ships of various types in the Tax Fleet began to pass through the interdimensional portal opened by Moros in an orderly manner.

　Thanks to the mental network that covers the entire fleet, the Tax Fleet operates with exceptional smoothness and efficiency.

　From the flagship Kingfisher-class light cruiser leading the way to the last Paris-class heavy frigate following closely behind, the entire process was orderly, without the slightest chaos or delay.

　Less than ten minutes later, the last ship of the Tax Fleet successfully passed through the slowly rotating, shimmering blue magical portal and came to a steady stop in its high orbit above Venus in the material universe.

　After successfully traversing the interdimensional portal and stabilizing in Venus's high orbit, the Tax Fleet did not linger. Instead, under Bell's command, it began its voyage into the depths of Venus's atmosphere.

　As the flagship of the fleet, the Kingfisher-class light cruiser was the first to adjust its attitude and sail into the embrace of this scorching planet.

　Venus, a planet shrouded in a thick atmosphere, has its surface covered by sulfuric acid clouds and extreme heat. But deep in the atmosphere lies the crystallization of Vilvi's wisdom—a starport built around a balloon city.

　And this was precisely the ultimate destination that the tax fleet was heading towards.

　The fleet, which was specifically formed for tax collection in the newly conquered world bubble, will unload its ships in this starport while undergoing necessary maintenance and resupply.

　Only when the next tax collection date is quietly approaching will the fleet set sail again under the command of the supreme commander appointed by the necromancer, pass through the interdimensional portal he opened, arrive at Earth in the newly conquered world bubble, and begin a new round of tax collection.

　Just as the armed puppets managing the starport were working closely with the efficient intelligent system to quickly and efficiently unload the cargo loaded in the cargo hold of the tax fleet, Moros and Ling stepped into the interdimensional portal to the world bubble where Ling was born.

　Although the Light Magic spell "Reincarnation" is hailed as a miraculous art capable of reviving the dead, its original version had extremely demanding conditions for casting, requiring the corpse left behind by the deceased to be used.

　However, fifty thousand years is enough time for the remains of Sakura in that distant world to turn to dust.