Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Lin Moyu could only describe this party with one word: chaotic. The formation seemed puzzling—20 members, 8 of whom were Healers, far more than the standard, all female class users. It was practically a Healer party.

Lin Moyu couldn’t fathom why they needed so many Healers. Typically, four would suffice, especially since high-level Healers could perform Group Heal. Yet, in this situation, the abundance of Healers turned out to be a blessing. Surrounded by over 50 level 61 Battlefield Wolves, the party would have been overwhelmed without them.

”She’s wielding a maul, what sort of class is that?” His attention was drawn to Mu Xianxian, who was wielding a maul—an unusual choice. She was using a skill that scattered sparks like small fireworks, seemingly annoying the monsters who focused their attacks on her. Lin Moyu had never seen a class like hers before.

Jialan Yeyu hadn’t anticipated such a dire situation. Two specks of starlight had fallen, exploding on either side of the party, and suddenly they were surrounded by 50 Battlefield Wolves. The ambush had nearly overwhelmed them, but they managed to stabilize the situation, albeit barely.

Outnumbered more than two to one by wolves with formidable attack power, even Jialan Yeyu, a level 60 Sacred Knight, was struggling.

”Hang in there! The distress signals have been sent! Someone will surely come to rescue us! Sisters, don’t give up!” She shouted, rallying her teammates. She and another Knight held the front line, protecting the more vulnerable Mages, Archers, and Healers behind them.

Mu Xianxian, with her incongruous platinum maul, fended off the Battlefield Wolves. Though not a primary combat class, her strength was on par with a Warrior, lacking only in powerful skills. When a nearby Warrior was knocked back, creating a gap in their defense, Mu Xianxian stepped in, her maul sending out a burst of sparks.

Skill: Group Collection!

Sparks rained down on eight wolves. The eyes of the wolves gleamed red, and they turned their attention to Mu Xianxian, launching frenzied attacks. Her Group Collection skill was highly effective at provoking the enemy, drawing their aggression toward her.

”Heal Xianxian!” Jialan Yeyu bellowed.

”On it!” The Healers responded immediately. A series of lights enveloped Mu Xianxian as multiple Heals fell on her.

Lin Moyu, observing the scene, muttered, ”Looks like a Healer party does have its advantages.”

As long as they didn’t face monsters or bosses capable of instant kills, they could display impressive endurance.

Relieved that they weren’t in immediate danger, Lin Moyu sighed in relief. There was no worse waste of effort than arriving too late to help.

As they fought, Jialan Yeyu received an unexpected invitation to form a legion. Hope surged within her as she accepted it, ”The reinforcements are here!” Only to be disappointed when she saw who had sent it.

[Legion commander: Lin Moyu, level 33]

…

Her hope waned instantly. The reinforcements were just one person, and only level 33 at that. Even if he was a super genius, how much difference could he make? But with no other options, they continued to hold out, praying for more help.

Suddenly, many footsteps and clicking sounds rose, followed by the miserable cries of the Battlefield Wolves, and the pressure on them eased as the wolves seemed to change targets. Then, a barrage of magic spells lit up the sky, and the wolves began to fall, one after another, in a spectacle of starlight.

”Awesome.”

”Is he really level 33?”

”His summoned creatures are incredible. And there are so many of them.”

”Skeletons are supposed to be scary, but these are kind of cute!”

Once the threat was gone, the women relaxed slightly, admiring Lin Moyu and his skeletons. Jialan Yeyu, too, realized she had underestimated him. Despite his level, Lin Moyu was stronger than their entire party combined.

Mu Xianxian, panting, planted her maul on the ground and smiled, ”Sister Yeyu, we’re saved.”

”Yes, we are,” Jialan Yeyu agreed, her gaze filled with gratitude toward Lin Moyu.

[Obtained Starlight Shard]

[Obtained Starlight Shard through Collection]

[Obtained Starlight Shard]

[Obtained Starlight Shard through Collection]

…

Amid the notifications of collected drops, Lin Moyu noticed something intriguing—mentions of Collection. It immediately reminded him of Mu Xianxian, who was a legendary class user, a Collection Master—a rarity indeed.

”I’ve unexpectedly encountered such a rare class.” Lin Moyu thought with a slight smile.

Under the relentless assault of his undead legions, the Battlefield Wolves were quickly decimated, with minimal casualties among his skeletons—less than ten had perished. This was a pretty good outcome.

With the battle finally over, Jialan Yeyu and her party relaxed completely. The situation had been dire, and if Lin Moyu hadn’t arrived, it was uncertain how much longer they could have held out.

After sheathing her sword, Jialan Yeyu thanked Lin Moyu, ”Thank you…” She hesitated, unsure how to address him. Senior Lin? She considered, but he was only level 33 and quite young. Conversely, calling him by his first name seemed too informal.

After some thought, she spoke again, ”Thank you, Brother Lin, for coming to our rescue.”

On the battlefield, all humans were considered brothers and sisters, so this form of address felt appropriate. Her teammates also expressed their gratitude.

Lin Moyu waved off the thanks, ”Hurry and leave; this place isn’t safe.”

Jialan Yeyu was puzzled. With the wolves gone and no other monsters in sight, how could it still be unsafe? Thinking Lin Moyu was warning about the core area in general, she smiled with a hint of bravado, ”We were just unlucky. We’ll be more cautious next time.”

Clearly, the other party didn’t grasp the gravity of the situation. Lin Moyu didn’t want to explain further, but considering they were from the Jialan Guild, he decided to clarify, “I’m not talking about…”

Before he could finish, a piercing screech echoed across the sky, distorting the light of the Immemorial Battlefield. Lin Moyu’s face turned grim. He recognized that cry.

“Run!” He shouted, sprinting toward the outside of the core area.

Jialan Yeyu quickly caught up, panic in her voice, ”What’s happening?”

“A boss is coming.” He replied

Jialan Yeyu’s face paled. If ordinary monsters were already this dangerous, then a boss would be deadly. ”Run, quickly!” She shouted.

They all ran at full speed, but Lin Moyu, being level 33 with lower attributes, fell behind, forcing Jialan Yeyu and the others to slow down. The 2,200 Skeletal Warriors and 1,100 Skeletal Mages formed a protective perimeter around them.

Just half a minute after the screech, a colossal black dot appeared in the sky. The party’s Archer, who had the best eyesight, gasped, ”Holy crap, is that a bird?!”

Lin Moyu looked back, feeling a chill down his spine. It was a massive bird—no, it was definitely a bird, but its sheer size was terrifying.