Necromancer, But Honkai Civilization Chapter 22

After emptying a magazine, the two gatekeepers were riddled with bullets and fell into a pool of blood.

The deaths of the two gatekeepers were merely the prelude to the tragedy. When the gangsters controlled by the Puppet Master entered the gang's stronghold, they displayed everything they had learned during their training.

For a time, gunshots, explosions, and screams echoed one after another, never ceasing.

This gang stronghold instantly turned into a living hell, with chaos and death rampant.

Because the main force of the gang was annihilated in an act of self-slaughter triggered by the Curse of Madness during their operation to intercept Moros.

Therefore, even with just the forces loaded onto a few modified vehicles, the gangsters controlled by the Puppet Master completely cleared out this gang stronghold.

However, even so, these controlled gangsters paid a heavy price.

When the last living soul within the gang stronghold was shot dead, the remaining two controlled individuals were already severely wounded, almost crippled.

But under the influence of the orders left by Moros, these two gangsters still unhesitatingly raised their firearms and fired at their own heads.

"Bang!"*2

Following two consecutive gunshots, this gang that once dominated Dusk Street was completely annihilated.

"Hmm, the effect is good."

Feeling the final message relayed by the Puppet Master, a smile appeared on Moros's face.

Afterward, he cast aside the destruction of the gang that dared to provoke him, no longer dwelling on it.

For Moros, a mere gang was nothing compared to his revenge plan.

Through the intelligence obtained from the fox, Moros had already confirmed his revenge plan.

According to the information provided by the fox, a Councillor would be traveling to Fuyuan City, an important economic city on the Mu Continent, in two days to deliver a speech.

Moros intended to capture the Councillor during this speech and interrogate his soul to obtain the list of personnel who forced Mr. Frakt to take the blame back then.

"Father, please wait patiently. I will send them to accompany you..."

Murmuring softly, Moros booked a first-class ticket for a direct flight to Fuyuan City on a booking app.

When conditions allowed, Moros would never compromise on his enjoyment.

"To the airport!"

Moros gave his latest command to the Skeleton Archer driving the truck beside him, then closed his eyes.

He intended to use the travel time to rest a bit.

After all, he had a sleepless operation awaiting him in two days.

Upon arriving at the airport, Moros recalled the Skeleton Archer driving the truck into his Demiplane, left the truck in the parking lot, and quickly walked towards the terminal.

He prepared to go through check-in procedures there and board the 11 PM flight to Fuyuan City.

Although Moros was a highly wanted fugitive on the Mu Continent, under the cover of magically generated illusions, none of the airport staff could discern his true identity.

The level three Summoning Magic, Phantom Forces, in Moros's hands not only served to replicate mirror images of his own troops but had also become a visual deception illusionary magic.

With Moros's current Mana of 41 points, neither human eyes nor machines scanning documents could see through the blank document covered by the illusionary magic.

Even though the machine couldn't recognize the fabricated document number, it didn't hinder his plan.

Under the effect of the Puppet Master, Moros successfully passed manual ticketing and boarded the flight to Fuyuan City.

Moros wasn't worried about his whereabouts being discovered. With his Mana, the Puppet Master's control over ordinary people would last for a full ten days.

By the time the airport staff broke free from the control, Moros's revenge plan would have already been completed.

By then, even if the Mu Continent government reacted, a legendary-ranked Necromancer would no longer fear confronting them head-on.

Moros's current actions were merely to ensure that the Councillor wouldn't get wise and go into hiding.

With the Councillor's power and influence, once he decided to conceal himself, even beings as powerful as Moros would find it difficult to track his whereabouts.

The 11 PM flight, usually with fewer passengers, was almost full this time.

This situation was not common.

First-class seats usually had vacancies.

Not everyone chose first class. The same plane, the same destination, but the price was several times higher, and many people couldn't bear it.

However, when he thought of the Councillor arriving in Fuyuan City, Moros felt that the crowding this time was understandable.

After all, wealthy businessmen with private jets were still a minority.

For most businessmen and politicians, this flight was the best option to travel from this city to Fuyuan City.

Entering the first-class cabin at the front of the upper deck, finding his first-class seat, and sitting down, Moros began to survey his surroundings.

The first-class seats on this flight were arranged in a 1-2-1 configuration, with a total of 8 semi-open seats.

The cabin's overall color scheme was burgundy, with premium leather seats creating an elegant and comfortable atmosphere.

Just as Moros was carefully observing his surroundings, considering how to escape in an emergency, a young girl with long, wine-red hair walked into the first-class cabin.

This girl, who looked no older than eighteen or nineteen, possessed a unique aura that was impossible to ignore.

As if sensing Moros's gaze, she nodded slightly in greeting before taking a seat behind him.

Familiar...

Moros frowned, finding the young woman somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall where he'd seen her.

However, he didn't dwell on it, continuing to ponder possible escape routes and strategies for dealing with emergencies.

"alt=Eden/

Chapter 35: Revenge

In the era before the first Herrscher, the Herrscher of Reason, descended, Honkai disasters occurred infrequently.

Therefore, the flight Moros was on encountered no incidents and proceeded smoothly according to its original flight plan, landing steadily at Fuyuan City Airport four hours later.

Moros walked briskly through the jet bridge and

entered the Fuyuan City Airport terminal.

His gaze swept over the crowd of greeters in the terminal, and suddenly, Moros stopped.

I didn't expect it to be Eden...

Seeing the sign held by the greeter for the wine-red haired girl who had felt familiar, Moros finally realized where he had seen her before.

There's always a difference between the second and third dimensions.

After a moment of hesitation, Moros ultimately decided against approaching Eden to introduce himself.

Never mind, I shouldn't cause any unnecessary trouble before completing my revenge.

Taking a deep breath and composing himself, Moros headed towards the terminal exit.

The moment Moros left, Eden, who had not yet entered the music scene, seemed to sense something. Her gaze inadvertently followed Moros's retreating figure, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes.

Eden had noticed the unusual young man on the plane.

At first, she thought he was just an ordinary passenger attracted by her beauty.

However, when Moros looked at her, she felt a sense of familiarity.

Have we met somewhere?

Although puzzled, Eden didn't pay much attention to this brief encounter with Moros.

When a friend called her, she cast the lingering question aside.

For Eden, it was just a minor incident in her life.

The night in Fuyuan City was a world apart from the small town where Moros had lived.

As the economic center of the Mu Continent, Fuyuan City's night view was dazzling and bustling.

Standing before the massive floor-to-ceiling window of the luxurious presidential suite, Moros quietly gazed at the vibrant night scene outside, feeling the city's prosperity and vitality.

"Hmm?"

A faint sound of inquiry escaped his throat. Moros turned to face the Spectres, ready to hear their report.

In their low, hoarse voices, the Spectres detailed the situation in the central plaza, giving Moros a more comprehensive understanding of the area.

After listening to the report, Moros chuckled faintly.

"Is that so? It seems the Councillor is quite afraid of death."

His words carried a hint of mockery, clearly showing his disdain for the Councillor's cowardice.

"What a shame. No matter how complete your security system is in the central plaza, as long as you dare to show yourself, you're dead."

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Moros's eyes as he issued a warning to the Spectres.

He knew that the feud between him and the Councillor was about to be settled.

No matter what, Moros would not let this opportunity slip away. He intended to make the Councillor pay the price for what happened back then.

The next day.

A private jet slowly landed at Fuyuan City Airport. A distinctive emblem gleamed on its fuselage, signifying the owner's status.

A group of bodyguards in sharp suits had been waiting on the runway for a long time, standing at attention, their eyes following the plane's descent.

When the jet landed steadily on the tarmac, the cabin door slowly opened, and the Councillor calmly descended the stairs.

This Powerful Councillor, who had stood firm in the political arena of the Mu Continent for over twenty years, was dressed in a dark suit, his expression composed, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Under the strict protection of his bodyguards, the Councillor boarded the special car waiting nearby.

The car slowly drove away from the airport, heading towards the city center.

As they left the airport, over a dozen business cars carrying bodyguards protected the Councillor's car in the center of the convoy.

Ahead of the convoy, several police cars specially arranged by the Mayor of Fuyuan City flashed their warning lights, clearing the way.

Inside the car, the Councillor listened to his secretary's report, but his mind had already drifted to his upcoming meeting with Fuyuan City's influential figures.

Following the usual practice, if I can persuade the patriarchs of a few Fuyuan City families, I can secure eighty percent of the votes for this city's metropolitan area. For that, I'll need to pay...

Just as the Councillor was weighing the necessary concessions in his mind, his secretary's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Councillor, according to reports from our family's informants on Dusk Street, someone purchased information about you, including your public speech tomorrow. What do you think..."

The secretary's words clearly conveyed a suggestion, asking if the Councillor needed to alter his original schedule.

This sudden news plunged the Councillor into deep thought.

The Councillor understood that anyone capable of buying his intelligence on Dusk Street was certainly not his ally.

He had to proceed with caution, lest he end up with his mind blown open.

"Inform the Sovereigns of this city about this. I want to know their intentions."

After a moment's thought, the Councillor made his decision.

To ensure his personal safety, he decided to cancel his public speech scheduled for tomorrow.

For an ordinary Councillor, they might try to leverage a potential assassination attempt for political gain.

However, for a high-ranking politician like the Councillor, the situation was entirely different.

An assassination wouldn't bring him any substantial benefits; on the contrary, it carried immense risks.

"Yes, Councillor."

After accepting the task assigned by the Councillor, the secretary took out a specially made mobile phone from his pocket, preparing to call the Mayor of Fuyuan City.

Just as the call connected, the bodyguard sitting in the co-pilot seat of the car suddenly spoke.

"Councillor, the escorting police car has discovered something ahead..."

Before the bodyguard could finish, a deafening explosion erupted.

Ahead of the motorcade, an entire police car was blown into the sky, with flames and debris raining down.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A continuous barrage of explosions sounded as several police cars in front of the motorcade were instantly destroyed in this sudden attack.