Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　The speaker of the Mu Continent Council angrily slammed his fist on the podium, loudly condemning the necromancer's insane behavior.

　His voice was filled with anger, as if he were about to sign a bill and announce the full mobilization of the Mu Continent.

　However, this high and mighty Speaker selectively ignored the ease and joy they felt when they tore up the secret agreement they had signed with Moros, and disregarded the order he had once signed to annihilate the necromancer.

　The glorious and righteous Speaker seemed only interested in shifting all blame onto the necromancer far away on the battlefield, unwilling to acknowledge that it was his own recklessness and ruthlessness that led to this irreversible situation.

　However, the past that the speaker wants to gloss over will not be ignored by his political opponents.

　A member of parliament, dressed in a suit and tie, stood up, looked directly at the speaker with piercing eyes, and said in a deep voice.

　"Your Excellency Speaker, the necromancer's madness is indeed outrageous, but before we delve into this issue, perhaps it is necessary to recall who in the council insisted on signing that secret agreement, and who tore it up without hesitation."

　The senator's words were like a sharp dagger, directly piercing the speaker's past wrong decisions.

　As soon as he finished speaking, the council hall fell silent.

　All eyes were on the speaker, awaiting his response.

　What does this guy mean by saying that? Does he want to undermine my position by exposing my mistakes?

　Having spent most of his life navigating the political landscape of Mu Continent, the Speaker dared not be careless. After much deliberation, he came up with an idea.

　"Now is not the time to discuss this issue. We should focus our efforts on solving the most pressing problems at hand, and then hold another meeting to discuss this topic in more depth after everything has calmed down."

　The speaker spoke firmly, attempting to shift the focus away from his own mistakes.

　He had already figured it out in his mind: whatever the congressman's purpose was, he could not follow the other party's line of thinking.

　As long as he puts things aside for the time being, he will have enough time and means to let past mistakes be buried in history.

　But how could that member of parliament be completely unprepared if he dared to make a challenge in the parliamentary hall?

　He glanced around, conveying a certain message to the other members of parliament with a subtle look in his eyes.

　Soon, another member of parliament stood up, took the microphone from in front of him, and spoke clearly and forcefully.

　"Your Excellency Speaker, the issue we are discussing now is the most pressing one. How can we reconcile with the necromancer if we cannot delve into the root of his hostility towards us?"

　Damn it! These guys were actually planning this!

　Upon hearing the word "reconciliation," the speaker immediately understood the intentions of these opposition lawmakers.

　They wanted to use Moros to exert the power of the Last Judgment and force him to take responsibility for the defeat.

　If the Mu Continent regime is willing to acknowledge defeat and fulfill the secret agreement, the necromancer will most likely agree to reconciliation.

　As for Moros, not only the regimes of Mu Continent, but all the powerful nations on this planet have conducted in-depth analyses of his personality traits.

　The rulers of these powerful nations all possess a profile of his personality and know that he is not an unapproachable being.

　Reconciliation is not impossible if sufficient benefits are offered.

　Of course, the current Allied Forces are performing poorly on the battlefield, and if the Mu Continent wants to reconcile, it will certainly have to pay a higher price.

　But for these opposition lawmakers, such a price is negligible.

　Given the technological level of the Mu Continent, it could easily shift the cost of reconciliation by simply exploiting its economic colonies and downstream countries in the industrial chain.

　Compared to that, forcing the speaker to admit his mistakes and seizing power from him is naturally more important.

　"Everyone, we all know..."

　Just as the speaker was trying to salvage the situation and defend himself, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the parliament hall.

　A lieutenant in a crisp military uniform walked into the parliament hall with a look of anxiety on his face, clutching an urgent battle report in his hand.

　His appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

　"Your Excellency Speaker, fellow members of parliament, an urgent battle report has arrived from the front!"

　The lieutenant's voice betrayed an undisguised fear.

　The speaker's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly took the report.

　When he hurried

　As she scanned the contents of the report, her previously composed face instantly turned deathly pale.

　"The necromancers have launched an even larger attack, and our defenses are crumbling!"

　The speaker's voice carried a hint of despair and helplessness.

　This news was like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar in the parliament hall.

　The councilors whispered amongst themselves, their voices rising and falling, and an indescribable tension and anxiety filled the air.

　The congressman who initially launched the attack seized the opportunity, tapping the table in front of him with a tone of sarcasm and questioning.

　"Your Excellency Speaker, do you still think it's inappropriate to discuss past mistakes? How can we deal with the current crisis if we can't learn from past failures?"

　The speaker was speechless and could only silently endure the accusations and questions from the members of parliament.

　He knew that he could not evade his past mistakes, and the current crisis had plunged him into an unprecedented predicament.

　The Speaker has a thorough understanding of these colleagues.

　They are by no means partners who can fight side by side in critical moments, but more like hunters waiting for him to make a mistake.

　As expected, in the following meeting, the speaker was subjected to unprecedented verbal attacks.

　"Your Excellency Speaker, your flawed decisions have caused countless brave soldiers to shed their blood on the battlefield. You must bear the responsibility for this!"

　"Your Excellency Speaker, your recklessness and blind faith have plunged us into this irreparable crisis. You must pay the price for your mistakes!"

　"..."

　One member of parliament after another spoke out to express their position.

　Even those comrades who had fought alongside the speaker in the parliamentary hall in the past chose to remain silent at this moment.

　They dared not speak out in support of the speaker, fearing they would be drawn into the controversy.

　In a situation of isolation and helplessness, the speaker had no choice but to face reality and admit his defeat.

　With responsibilities clearly defined, the subsequent meeting proceeded unexpectedly smoothly.

Chapter 134 Negotiation

　Just as the councilors on the continent of Mu did, when faced with a necromancer who truly revealed his fangs, the elites at the top of the human society pyramid on this planet, after weighing the pros and cons, had no choice but to reluctantly admit Moros's victory.

　What else could they do?

　Should we really start a full-scale nuclear war with Morros?

　This is clearly a choice that runs counter to their own interests, and a consequence they cannot afford.

　Unlike extraordinary empires that wield power for themselves, these predators are able to dominate the direction of human society because of the carefully woven networks of interests they have cultivated over a long period of time.

　Once they overturn the table and wage a full-scale nuclear war, their painstakingly built network of interests will suffer severe damage, and may even collapse completely.

　By then, these power-hungry individuals might not even be able to hold onto the benefits they currently possess.

　Because they understood this, these leaders displayed unprecedented calm and rationality when the situation truly teetered on the brink of full-scale nuclear war.

　Isn't it just handing Australia over to necromancers? Isn't it just adding one more chair to the table where everyone's dividing up the spoils?

　Compared to actually overturning the table and reshuffling everything, this is not something that cannot be negotiated.

　Of course, just as there are all kinds of birds in a large forest, there are always all sorts of voices in human society.

　Among the vast group of those in power, there are also those who clamor for a full-scale nuclear war against necromancers.

　However, without Morros taking any action himself, or even knowing about it, these clamorers' colleagues would use various methods to force them to calm down and handle the problem rationally.

　This also highlights the difference between a nation built on the collective strength of its people and a nation that relies on the extraordinary power of its individuals.

　In a technologically advanced nation that relies on the collective power of the masses, individual likes and dislikes cannot supersede the interests of the entire ruling group.

　For extraordinary nations that rely on the power of individuals, the will of the strongest can often determine the fate of the entire nation.

　Once the strongest has made a decision, even extraordinary nations are often powerless to disobey it.

　After all, their power is insignificant compared to that of the strongest.

　Getting back to the main point, once the internal consensus was reached, the rulers of human society on this planet acted swiftly.

　Through the United Nations, they sent a mission to convey their willingness to compromise to the necromancers.

　While theoretically, events related to necromancers should be handled by the Moths of Fire, who deal with special events, such decisions concerning the future of human society are clearly beyond the Moths of Fire's current authority.

　In fact, the Moths truly seized power in human society after the Ninth Great Collapse. During that catastrophe, the Herrscher of Rock's artificial black hole swallowed the continent of Mu, dealing a heavy blow to the original political structure of human society.

　Before that, the Fire Moth was merely a special agency under the United Nations.

　The leaders of the Flame-Chasing Moths—the members of the Flame-Chasing Moth Council—are all prominent and powerful figures, and the Flame-Chasing Moths' authority far exceeds that of ordinary international organizations.

　Even so, when faced with truly decisive decisions, the current moths chasing the flame cannot possibly have the upper hand.

　The fact that the members of the Firemoth Council were able to inform the Firemoth of the mission's purpose was already the best outcome they could achieve, given their keen sense of information and intricate network of relationships.

　In fact, Moros and the Allied Forces have been fighting for more than a week, but interestingly, neither side has officially declared war.

　In the First Hotel of Fuyuan City, the vampire count and vengeful spirits still roam, while the mines and industries of necromancers all over the world remain intact.

　This situation is not accidental; it is the result of careful consideration and weighing of pros and cons by those in power in human society.

　They come from prominent families and are accustomed to using money and power to resolve problems. They have never truly engaged in a life-or-death struggle with necromancers and are not entirely confident of victory or defeat.

　Therefore, those in power at the top of the pyramid of human society choose to maintain channels of communication in case of unforeseen circumstances.

　And now, it's time to use this communication channel.

　Through this deliberately preserved communication channel, Moros, who was leading the undead army to march on the next city on the Mu continent, received a negotiation request from the United Nations.

　Moros readily agreed to this.

　From the necromancer's perspective, the war has progressed to the point where it's time to make contact.

　He understood very well that if he continued to delay without clearly stating his conditions, the rulers of human society might take more radical actions, such as using nuclear weapons.

　For necromancers, triggering a full-scale nuclear war would also be against their interests.

　With both sides willing to negotiate, it was only natural that they would sit down at the negotiating table.

　However, the very act of sitting down at the negotiating table together seems to have exhausted all the tacit understanding between the two sides.

　On the first day of negotiations, the two sides were locked in a tense standoff.

　"No, that's impossible!"

　Richard, the UN mission representative, scrutinized the treaty terms proposed by the other side with trembling eyes.

　These terms are filled with mockery and insults towards the coalition forces, as if to brand the word "loser" onto them.

　"Compensating with 1.5 trillion Mu Continent currency and watching Australia and New Zealand be annexed... Such conditions are far too harsh!"

　Richard's voice revealed strong dissatisfaction and anger, his hands clenched into fists as if he was trying his best to suppress his inner rage.

　"Mr. Morros!"

　Sitting next to Richard was Gerald, whose expression was equally grave. He spoke in a deep voice.

　"You should understand that this condition is absolutely unacceptable to the United Nations. We hope that you can be more pragmatic and propose a solution that is acceptable to both sides."

　"Ha~"

　Upon hearing this, Moros's lips curled into a cold smile, and he spoke calmly.

　“Harsh? What you call harsh is merely based on your own interests. These terms are just a slight addition to the original secret agreement.”

　He stared at the two UN mission representatives, his gaze conveying an unquestionable attitude.

　"What? You dared to tear up the treaty and attack me back then, but now you don't even dare to bear this little cost? If that's the case, then what's the point of this negotiation?"

　Richard and Gerald exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

　Although it was known from the beginning that what could not be obtained on the battlefield could not be obtained at the negotiating table.

　Even so, they were unwilling to give up any opportunity to try.

　Now, the results of their efforts are before them, and although they are not entirely satisfactory, they have no choice but to face reality.

Chapter 135 Negotiation

　When the first day of negotiations came to a close, both Richard and Gerald were exhausted.

　Compared to necromancers whose life level reaches the legendary rank, they are merely ordinary people with mortal bodies, and their mental and physical strength are far inferior to theirs.