Seeing that the necromancer made no further move after standing up, the guard urged him anxiously once more.
"No."
Flatly rejecting the guard's request, the necromancer immediately left the office.
With the power of Mystic Flight, he effortlessly rose into Canberra's skies.
Then, he gazed intently toward the southern horizon.
The necromancer had no need to hide in an air-raid shelter for safety. Ballistic missiles could not take his life, not even ballistic missiles carrying Collapse Energy Fission Bombs.
But the residents under his command and the factories within his territory could hardly endure such a blow.
At that thought, Moros's mood grew exceedingly heavy.
After ascending into the air, he indeed spotted missiles streaking through the clear sky, trailing long plumes of flame as they screamed toward him.
At the same time, multiple interceptor missiles also shot out from afar, leaving fiery trails behind them.
Some of these interceptor missiles came from Canberra's city defense system, while others came from nearby military bases.
With the extraordinary perception he had gained after four evolutions of his life level, bolstered by the support spells permanently maintained on his body, Moros could clearly see the entire sky ignite at the instant the interceptor missiles and ballistic missiles were about to meet.
Dazzling light illuminated Canberra's entire sky in an instant. The explosions were deafening, and shockwaves churned through the air, kicking up wave after wave of rolling air currents.
The immense energy unleashed by the interceptor missiles burst into brilliant sparks in the blink of an eye. The ballistic missiles were swallowed and torn apart by those dazzling flashes, their fragments scattering through the sky like a meteor shower before finally vanishing beyond the horizon.
The clash was exceptionally brief, yet exceptionally fierce.
Interceptor missiles launched by Canberra's city defense system and