Necromancer, But Pre-Collapse Civilization Chapter 47

Chapter 80: Refusing the Moth to Fire

Mu Continent, Fuyuan City, the presidential suite atop the First Hotel.

The Necromancer leaned back lazily in a luxurious leather chair, propping himself up with one hand.

Through the magical projection hovering in the air before him, Moros leisurely observed the comical scene at the hotel entrance, where agents of the Moth to Fire were transformed into dazed spectacles by the [Mind Control] spell.

As for how he knew these sharply dressed individuals belonged to the Moth to Fire, one only had to ask the influential figures of Fuyuan City.

In order to leverage the power of the Moth to Fire to pressure Moros, these elites had naturally revealed the origins of these agents and the formidable power of the organization to him.

"Heh."

With a scoff, Moros shifted his attention, no longer bothered by the farce at the hotel entrance.

He believed his spell had clearly conveyed his stance towards the Moth to Fire.

Unless they wished to tear down all pretense and engage in open warfare, neither the elites of Fuyuan City nor the Moth to Fire would make any rash moves.

With Moros's exceptional intellect, the moment the elites of Fuyuan City informed him of the arrival of the Moth to Fire envoys, he had immediately grasped the true intention of the Moth to Fire council – they wanted to recruit him.

However, Moros had no interest whatsoever in joining the Moth to Fire.

Despite being the official organization of the previous civilization fighting against Collapse, the Moth to Fire was hardly a pleasant place.

The internal power struggles within the Moth to Fire were rampant.

The assassination attempt on Dr. Mei by Sakura, who had not yet become a Flame-Chaser Warrior, was a prime example.

The fact that they could resort to assassins at the slightest disagreement to eliminate opposition spoke volumes about the brutality of the power struggles within the Moth to Fire.

Even if Sakura's assassination attempt could be attributed to the personal actions of a Human Supremacist Councillor, the existence of the Poison Pupa Unit more directly exposed the dark side of the Moth to Fire.

This unit, which had served the high echelons of the Moth to Fire since its inception, was essentially a blade pointed at human society.

The Moth to Fire had only truly replaced the United Nations after the Ninth Herrscher: Herrscher of Rock's simulated black hole had engulfed the entire Mu Continent.

The Poison Pupa Unit was established almost concurrently with the Moth to Fire's military might, and the implications of this were self-evident.

Even if all these dark aspects could be attributed to the history before Dr. Mei's rise to power, the fate of Sakura's sister, Ling, completely stripped away the Moth to Fire's last fig leaf.

The Moth to Fire's cold-heartedness towards the families of the heroes who had fought and died for them was enough to reveal its true nature.

From the perspective of civilizational continuity, the existence of the Moth to Fire was necessary.

However, from an individual's standpoint, an evaluation of the Moth to Fire required a more nuanced analysis.

After all, the quality of an organization was not solely determined by its contribution to the entire civilization, but more importantly, by its respect and care for individuals.

Furthermore, Moros had not forgotten that the Ocean Miracle, which he, Elysia, and Eden had traveled on, had been attacked by the Moth to Fire.

The mercenaries slaughtered by specters, and the existence of the California's attack nuclear submarine, were sufficient reasons for him to teach the Moth to Fire a harsh lesson.

Now, he had merely turned a group of Moth to Fire agents into fools. Not attacking Moth to Fire strongholds and smashing them with Destruction Magic was, in Moros's opinion, already a form of forgiveness.

If they can come, I can go.

It wasn't as if, just because the Moth to Fire represented the officialdom of the previous civilization, they could act with impunity while he had no right to retaliate.

Understanding this, it was not difficult to comprehend Moros's aversion to the Moth to Fire.

Just as Moros had foreseen, after he clearly expressed his unwillingness to meet with the Moth to Fire envoys, the elites of Fuyuan City never brought up the matter again.

Although the Moth to Fire had now displayed power and influence beyond that of ordinary UN subordinate organizations, in their eyes, it was still merely an international organization.

When this international organization could not bring them tangible benefits, while Moros could offer the [Vampire Transformation Ritual] that made their mouths water, the elites of Fuyuan City naturally would not choose to oppose Moros for the benefit of the Moth to Fire.

In the end, in his cooperation with the elites of Fuyuan City, Moros was the one holding the initiative.

After appeasing the elites of Fuyuan City with two slots for the [Vampire Transformation Ritual], the "friendly fire" incident at the Xinke City Collapse Energy Research Institute was glossed over.

This was quite understandable.

In the eyes of the elites, the lives of the researchers and guards at the Xinke City Collapse Energy Research Institute were as insignificant as their dreams of eternal life.

After properly handling the aftermath of the minor Collapse incident in Xinke City, Moros unhurriedly began to cast the adventure magic [Summon Creature].

Amidst the chanting of profound incantations, a terrifying beast with a wingspan exceeding twenty meters – a Spectral Dragon – appeared before him.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, the Spectral Dragon's massive body prostrated itself on the ground, allowing the Necromancer to ascend to its head.

Although riding such a colossal beast was not an easy or comfortable experience, the unparalleled majesty and awe it inspired made it all worthwhile.

More importantly, Moros did not possess the specific teleportation coordinates for the Far East.

If he chose to travel by commercial flight, not only would safety be difficult to guarantee, but the speed might not even surpass that of the Spectral Dragon.

Given this, why wouldn't Moros choose to ride the Spectral Dragon and fulfill his desire as a Necromancer?

As for the deathly magic emanating from the Spectral Dragon, and the severe cold and strong winds at high altitudes, these were minor issues that Moros, as an Ash-tier spellcaster, could resolve with a little magic.

Since Moros had not used illusion magic to conceal his movements, all capable nations on the planet were aware of his departure.

Who else could be riding a deathly dragon other than Moros, the Collapse Energy adapter who called himself a Necromancer?

Yes, thanks to the Herrscher of Reason's arrival, the previous civilization gained a unique understanding of the abilities that could be achieved by strengthening the human body with Collapse Energy.

Therefore, even today, the powers that be on Earth have yet to realize that the supernatural abilities Moros uses are not a variation of Collapse Energy.

Because countries have confirmed the existence of the Spectral Dragon and Moros, those countries whose airspace he openly crossed chose to turn a blind eye.

This is the benefit of establishing a vengeful persona.

Based on the understanding these countries along the way have of Moros, if they dared to attack him with anti-aircraft missiles, he would undoubtedly cast the Curse of the Underworld upon their cities without hesitation.

In the precedent set in Xinke City, Moros has a record of casting the Curse of the Underworld while disregarding survivors.

Therefore, all countries understood that Moros would not compromise in the slightest for civilians.

Chapter 81: Arrival in the Far East and Farewell to Elysia

The countries whose airspace the Spectral Dragon-riding Moros openly crossed could ignore his existence, but the government of the Far East, as Moros's target, could not adopt the same attitude.

However, they did not have the courage to intercept the Spectral Dragon.

It was no help that Moros had already demonstrated destructive power comparable to nuclear weapons in the Collapse incident in Xinke City.

Under these circumstances, the politicians of the Far East could only resort to holding meetings.

No politician dared to take responsibility for allowing an obvious danger to roam freely within their own country.

But similarly, not a single politician dared to speak up about intercepting Moros.

After all, if they spoke up now and an interception was carried out, and something went wrong, they would also be held responsible.

Clearly, the politicians of the Far East were unwilling to take such a risk, which could directly end their political careers.

Therefore, by the time the Spectral Dragon landed on Honshu Island, the emergency meetings held by the politicians of the Far East had not yielded any substantive results.

However, this delay might have been the strategy of the Far East's politicians, as the focus of the discussion was no longer whether to intercept the Spectral Dragon.

Now, the problem facing the politicians of the Far East had shifted to how to deal with Moros's arrival and whether to make contact with him.

This was the effect of Moros dropping the Level 5 Dark Magic, the Curse of the Underworld, on the battlefield in Xinke City.

Faced with such a powerful individual who had already proven his strength, very few people were willing to provoke him.

Therefore, after a heated debate, the Far East government reluctantly reached a consensus: as long as Moros did not cause any major trouble, they would pretend not to see him.

It wasn't the first time the politicians of the Far East had buried their heads in the sand.

For them, if they couldn't see the problem, then the problem didn't exist.

Of course, the politicians of the Far East had also considered the possibility of Moros causing major trouble.

However...

Wasn't there the all-powerful spirit of bowing and scraping?

At worst, they would just bow!

If one bow wasn't enough, they'd just bow again!

To be a politician in the Far East, the spirit of bowing and scraping was absolutely essential.

Moros couldn't care less about the official stance of the Far East.

In the eyes of a legendary mage, the attitude of a country that didn't even possess nuclear weapons was not worth considering.

Even though Moros, a legendary-tier Necromancer, was indeed considered a weakling among legendary mages.

But when facing a country like the Far East, he could still handle things with ease, possessing his own demiplane.

Therefore, after sending the Spectral Dragon back to his demiplane, Moros continued on his way to Osaka City, where Elysia was scheduled to hold her solo concert.

At the same time, he did not forget to release over a hundred spectres and have them spread out to various towns on Honshu Island to serve as anchors for the demiplane's passages.

Although Elysia at this time was still somewhat immature compared to the superstar who represented art in the previous civilization, her solo concert had, to Moros's surprise, caused a huge sensation.

Fans from all over the Far East, and even from around the world, flocked to this historic city, bringing unprecedented prosperity and greatly boosting its fiscal revenue.

However, Moros could also understand this fervor.

Elysia not only possessed impeccable beauty and dreamlike singing, but she also, commendably, had no scandals surrounding her.

Such an ethereal image naturally earned her widespread adoration and support.

Standing before the magnificent entrance of the Osaka Dome, Moros gazed at the orderly, expectant fans, his lips curling upwards involuntarily into a knowing smile.

As Elysia's close friend, he was genuinely happy for her immense success.

"Hi, Moros, over here."

Just as he was immersed in this joy, a familiar and sweet voice cut through the noise of the crowd, drawing Moros's attention.

He turned his head and saw a beauty with long pink hair standing not far away, waving at him with a smile.

At this moment, the Pink Fairy Lady, dressed in an off-white dress and exquisite high heels, carried herself with an elegance like a blooming tulip, appearing incredibly beautiful and captivating.

"Elly, what are you doing here?"

"Mhm."

Elysia's flawless smile bloomed on her sweet, pretty face as she playfully winked at him.

"Of course, I'm here to pick you up~"

Hearing Elysia's answer, Moros's heart involuntarily sped up.

He gazed deeply into Elysia's blue eyes, feeling the genuine and pure emotions of the Pink Fairy Lady.

Moros knew that his feelings for this cute girl with pink hair had long surpassed the boundaries of friendship.

It's not time yet. My strength isn't enough.

While the legendary mage was indeed powerful, for Moros, who had only reached the legendary realm by relying entirely on his Hero Panel, his current strength was merely at the Herrscher level.

In this era destined for destruction, strength of this caliber was far from sufficient.

Suppressing the stirrings in his heart, Moros smiled and spoke.

"This is truly my honor."

Upon hearing this, Elysia's face lit up with a proud smile, and she replied with pride.

"Of course! I'm the Pink Fairy Lady, after all!"

Then, she elegantly extended her hand, making an inviting gesture, her voice gentle and sweet.

"Eden's concert is about to start. Shall we go in?"

The Pink Fairy Lady's movements exuded nobility and grace, as if inviting Moros to a grand banquet.

"Mhm!"

Moros took Elysia's outstretched hand without hesitation. Feeling the warm touch from her palm, a warm current surged through his heart.

As Eden's close friend, Elysia naturally held concert tickets, no matter how sought-after they were.

And Moros, having made arrangements with Eden beforehand through magical communication via the Spectre Jar, also possessed a ticket with an excellent seat.

In fact, given Moros's current strength and status, even without a ticket, the bureaucrats of the Far East would have vied to offer him the best seats.