This had become the only reason he showed himself at Venus Colony from time to time.
However, that was only true during the first year or two after the conversion process began.
As the conversion work gradually deepened, and the undead wizard's strength truly fell to an unprecedented low, he decisively chose to seal himself away completely, never leaving that safe and hidden Demiplane again.
It was a choice born of utter helplessness.
At this stage, the transformation of his mana had reached its most critical and unforgiving moment. He simply could not spare even a sliver of attention to accompany Vill-V and the others.
During this fate-deciding stage, his body endured the agony of reshaping and cleansing every moment.
Each compression and purification of mana was like a sharp blade grinding against his bones, unbearably painful yet filled with the light of hope.
Finally, on an ordinary morning, when the first ray of artificial sunlight pierced through the corridors of the Mage Guild and gently brushed across the door of Moros's secluded meditation chamber, the Death Mana within him completed its final transformation after countless rounds of tempering and refinement, becoming dazzling High Mana.
At that moment, Moros felt an unprecedented power surging through his body.
It was terrifying power comparable to an Emanator's, power that truly placed him atop the Demigod Rank.
With this power, he could stand unshaken anywhere among the countless worlds of the Sea of Trees System.
Sharing Joy and the Development of Venus Colony
Feeling the surging High Mana within him, Moros slowly opened his eyes.
A dim, profound gleam flashed through his pupils. It was the sign that Death Mana had been elevated to its ultimate state.
He rose to his feet, faint mana fluctuations surrounding him. Even the air seemed shaken by