Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　After the atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant again, the conversation between the four continued.

　Alicia excitedly recounted her brilliant achievements in the Fire Moth training, proudly displaying the new badge she had received after being promoted to captain of the elite squad.

　The metal badge, etched with an image of a moth drawn to a flame, gleamed under the soft light, as if a real moth were fluttering its wings inside.

　Eden gazed at the pink fairy with a smile, her eyes filled with admiration and encouragement, occasionally echoing Alicia's words.

　Vervi also actively participated in the chat, and her wit and humor added a lot of fun to the exchange.

　Time slipped by unnoticed as the four chatted.

　Given their identities as Moros and Eden, the guests at the banquet naturally paid close attention to the four people who were sitting in the corner of the banquet hall.

　Then, by projecting images into the air through the crystal ball, they glimpsed some amazing scenes.

　Before these social elites could observe for long, they all remembered many things that were of great importance to them.

　Therefore, they naturally shifted their attention away from the conversations of Moros, Eden, and others, and turned to their own affairs.

　The necromancer was naturally aware of this.

　But he didn't care.

　In Moros's opinion, he would rather chat with Ellie and the others than pay attention to the thoughts of ordinary people.

　Just then, Alicia suddenly extended an invitation to Velvi.

　"By the way, Velvet, would you like to come to the Firemoth? With your abilities, you're sure to stand out there."

　Upon hearing this, Moros couldn't help but chuckle, teasing him with a hint of mockery.

　"Ellie, I'm still right here! Are you really going to steal my girlfriend so blatantly?"

　The pink fairy turned to look at Moros, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

　"oops

　"Lord Moros, you are a necromancer, you have no need for the help of mortals like us!"

　Vilvi smiled and chimed in.

　"Mentor, stop complaining. Ellie is praising me!"

　As expected of Alicia?

　In just one banquet, she managed to get Wilvi to address her so affectionately.

　Don't assume that Vivi is an easy person to approach just because she has a close relationship with Morlos and the others.

　In reality, this genius girl, whose talent is almost unparalleled in this era, is extremely difficult to be sincere with others.

　Getting back to the main point, after careful consideration, Velvi gave her answer to Alicia's invitation.

　"I'm sorry, Ellie, I still feel more comfortable here with my mentor."

　As an apprentice, close friend, and lover of the necromancer, Velvi was no stranger to the Fire-Chasing Moth.

　She knew that although the Firemoth was a powerful organization, the environment there was ultimately not as free as it was here in Moros.

　Here, she can study whatever interests her without worrying about being bound by the rules of the organization.

　As for the resources needed for her research, the necromancers who control both the Australian continent and New Zealand can provide her with no less than the Moths of Fire.

　Moreover, Moros provided her with not only research support, but also emotional comfort and companionship.

　This deep friendship is irreplaceable by any organization.

　In fact, in the official history, if Velvi hadn't been captured by Alicia, she wouldn't have been willing to join the Fire Moth.

　After learning of Velvi's decision, Alicia didn't say much.

　She invited Velvi to join the Firemoth simply out of admiration and affection for her, not out of any obsession with it being indispensable.

　"Vilvie, I'm so touched!"

　As he spoke, Moros pulled Velvi into his arms.

　"ah!"

　She gasped in surprise and instinctively struggled for a moment, but quickly succumbed to the warmth and comfort, letting him hold her tightly.

　"hehe."

　Beside him, Eden covered his mouth and chuckled softly, watching this heartwarming scene with gentle eyes.

　This kind of fun and heartwarming interaction was something she had never experienced before.

　In other words, due to the influence of the magical barrier, the other guests at the banquet were unable to notice this scene.

　Otherwise, they would definitely be drawn to the four people in that corner booth.

　Even setting aside Moros and Eden's status, their appearance and demeanor alone are enough to draw attention.

　Eden goes without saying; she is simply the embodiment of beauty in this era.

　Alicia and Velvi are both breathtakingly beautiful; their beauty is unique yet equally dazzling.

　After three leaps in life level, the necromancer's charisma far surpasses that of ordinary people.

　P.S.: Bonus chapter for May Day complete!

Chapter 194 Dawn and the Transformation of the Undead

　The next day, early in the morning.

　Moros's consciousness gradually awoke from his deep sleep.

　The first thing he felt was the warmth and comfort surrounding him, as if he were wrapped in soft feathers, bringing him an indescribable sense of peace.

　His nostrils were filled with a faint, refreshing, and pleasant milky scent.

　Slowly opening my eyes, I was greeted by a familiar yet stunningly beautiful sleeping face.

　Velvi...

　As he silently recited the name of the girl sleeping peacefully beside him, a sincere and gentle smile appeared on Moros's face.

　Recalling the wonderful time last night, he subconsciously moved his right hand, and a warm, soft touch came over him, making Moros comfortably close his eyes that had just opened.

　Vervi has a wonderful figure, with exquisite curves and every inch of her skin exuding captivating charm.

　“Moros…”

　Awakened by her lover's actions, Vervi opened her eyes with a soft murmur.

　Although her pink eyes were still shrouded in a hazy sleepiness, the unintentional allure she exuded was like spring water rippling, causing Moros's heart to tremble violently.

　He gazed intently at Vervie, as if trying to etch her face into his heart forever.

　Then, Moros lowered his head and slowly moved closer.

　Feeling the sweet touch on his lips, he moved his body and gently pulled Vervi into his arms.

　As Vilvi gradually regained consciousness, she frowned slightly, seemingly still adjusting to the bright morning light.

　But when her gaze fell on Moros's face, the furrowed brows instantly relaxed, replaced by a gentle smile.

　Good morning, Moros.

　She greeted him softly, her voice as gentle and sweet as cotton candy.

　Moros's smile deepened, and he responded in a loving and indulgent tone.

　Good morning, my Velvi.

　Nestled in his warm embrace, feeling that familiar and comforting scent, Vivi's heart was filled with happiness and contentment.

　She cherished the feeling of waking up with her loved one.

　It wasn't until the afternoon that Morros reluctantly left Vervière's room.

　He specifically instructed the skeleton waiter to prepare a sumptuous meal for Vervie, who was once again lost in a sweet dream, so that she could enjoy a feast for her taste buds when she woke up.

　Then, the necromancer hurried to the necromancy laboratory located in the middle of the magic guild tower.

　Moros is very clear about where his wonderful life comes from.

　In order for this beautiful thing to last forever, he must constantly improve his strength.

　Whether from the perspective of the undead army or the hero level, for the necromancer at this moment, using the remains of the Judgment-class Honkai Beast Shesa to create a legendary undead is the best choice at this stage.

　The process of transforming the remains of Shesa with the magic of death is undoubtedly long and tedious.

　But whenever Moros thought about the legendary undead behemoth that was about to be added to his ranks, an endless willpower surged within him, supporting him to continue.

　What delighted Moros even more was that, while dealing with Shesa's remains, he was able to witness firsthand the gradual increase in experience points in the hero's experience bar and feel the subtle growth of the necromancer's most core magical skill—[Necromancy].

　This timely positive feedback was the key to Moros's perseverance and persistence until the initial processing of the Shesa debris was completed.

　The reason why people are easily addicted to online games is precisely because of the instant gratification of getting a reward for their efforts.

　Similarly, for Moros, this sense of satisfaction also stems from his continuous growth and abundant gains as a necromancer.

　Getting back to the main point, after completing the initial processing of Shesa's remains, Moros finally began to transform this enormous corpse, which was over a hundred meters long, into a legendary undead that he could control.

　He first used his mental link with his undead army to summon more high liches to assist him.

　Immediately afterwards, the necromancer began to meticulously arrange the ritual site for the transformation ceremony.

　Because the ritual field required to transform a legendary undead exceeded the spellcasting limits of the Tier 5 Lichs, Moros had to do it himself to ensure the ritual went smoothly.

　Unlike the easy conversion of ordinary undead units, converting a powerful undead creature of legendary rank and making it completely under one's control is no simple task, even for a legendary necromancer.

　This is especially true for necromancers like Moros, whose foundation is somewhat weak and whose magical knowledge is clearly unbalanced.

　The purpose of the necromancy ritual field is precisely this: it provides powerful assistance, giving Moros the confidence to complete this arduous conversion task.

　After setting up the ritual site, Moros did not waste a moment and immediately devoted himself to the ritual of converting the dead.

　He closed his eyes, immersing himself completely in the ocean of death magic, feeling this power slowly flowing through his body, gradually resonating with the remains of Shesa.

　Then, Moros raised his wand and drew strange and mysterious runes in the air.

　At the same time, he began chanting eerie and unsettling incantations.

　Each syllable amplified the atmosphere of death in the ritual space.

　At the same time, accompanied by Moros's chanting, the great liches began casting their spells.

　These undead spellcasters, clad in magnificent mage robes, all turned toward the central transformation circle and began chanting the incantations that Moros had instilled into their minds.

　Their voices were deep and hoarse, intertwining with the chanting of Moros to create a peculiar rhythm.

　As the chanting of the incantation grew louder, the twisted and blasphemous runes inscribed in the necromancy ritual site began to light up, emanating a chilling aura of death one after another.

　These auras coalesced, forming a dense cloud of death that shrouded the entire ritual site in darkness and mystery.

　With one spell, with two spells, with three spells...

　Time passed unnoticed, and sweat gradually beaded on Moros's forehead, but he maintained a steady rhythm, powerfully controlling the magic of death.

　Under his guidance, the remains of Shesa began to emit a faint glow, as if they had been given new life.

　Finally, thanks to Moros's tireless efforts, the transformation ceremony reached its final stage.

　He suddenly widened his eyes, took a deep breath, and poured all the remaining death magic in his body into the remains of Shesa.

　With the final injection of death magic, a powerful wave instantly spread out, causing the entire ritual site to tremble under the impact of this energy.

　A massive six-pointed star magic circle, over two hundred meters in diameter, appeared from the void and enveloped Shesa's remains.

　The next moment, a blinding white light burst forth from the center of the magic circle, instantly filling the entire necromancy laboratory.

Chapter 195 Shesa and the Demigod

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　In the blinding white light, Shesa’s remains began to slowly change, every bone and every muscle being reshaped under the influence of the magic of death.

　The flesh and blood that were originally filled with Honkai energy and death magic began to wither gradually, but this was not a bad thing. On the contrary, it foreshadowed a more profound transformation.

　The essence of these bodies was being absorbed by Shesa's skeleton with insatiable hunger, like a giant serpent greedily devouring its prey.

　As the essence of flesh and blood was continuously injected, Shesa's originally shattered remains began to slowly piece together and recombine.

　The broken bones reconnected under the influence of the magic of death, forming a giant snake body that was 150 meters long.