Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Lin Moyu pursued the Thunder Eagle like a streak of lightning.

The massive bird was incredibly fast, its enormous body leaving a blazing trail in its wake—but Lin Moyu was faster. The gap between them closed swiftly.

He soon saw the Thunder Eagle’s destination: Thunder Eagle Mountain, a towering peak shrouded in crackling lightning.

Lin Moyu recognized the familiar mechanics of the dungeon. Whether nightmare or hell rank difficulty, the progression was similar. In nightmare rank, when the Thunder Eagle boss was gravely injured, it would retreat to Thunder Eagle Mountain to recover rapidly and grow stronger.

To clear the dungeon, the boss had to be defeated twice—the second battle far more challenging than the first.

Now, Thunder Eagle Mountain loomed ahead, its peak glowing with arcs of destructive lightning. The Thunder Eagle landed at the summit, its injuries visibly mending as bolts of energy struck its body. Its aura surged.

Lin Moyu arrived moments later, but then the Thunder Eagle unleashed a sharp, piercing screech.

In an instant, 30 smaller Thunder Eagles emerged from the mountain, crackling with electricity as they charged toward him.

“This is new.” Lin Moyu thought.

In nightmare rank, the Thunder Eagle boss’s retreat wasn’t followed by smaller Thunder Eagles. But in hell rank difficulty, the challenge escalated.

A twelve-person party attempting this dungeon would now face an overwhelming trial: 30 smaller Thunder Eagles and the boss, whose return was imminent. To succeed, they’d need to eliminate all the smaller foes before the boss rejoined the battle. Coordination, strength, and precision would be paramount.

But Lin Moyu wasn’t concerned. For him, numbers were a plus.

With Lightning Wings shimmering on his back, he darted through the air, evading the pursuit of the smaller Thunder Eagles with ease. He wasn’t attacking yet—he was waiting for the boss to return.

The Lightning Wings had a duration of one minute. By now, 40 seconds remained.

Finally, after another 30 seconds, the Thunder Eagle boss returned, its arrival heralded by a deafening screech.

Its aura was vastly more intimidating than before. After the recuperation, its level had increased by one and its attributes had been amplified.

”Thirty-five seconds...” Lin Moyu noted, his tone calm.

After retreating to the mountain, the Thunder Eagle boss had taken exactly 35 seconds to return to the battlefield. With that knowledge, there was no reason to delay any further.

The Lightning Wings on his back vibrated, and his speed surged. In an instant, he turned sharply midair and landed atop one of the smaller Thunder Eagles.

Though smaller than the boss, the creature was still formidable, measuring three meters in length with a wingspan of ten meters—large enough to carry several people with ease.

Lin Moyu wasted no time. Five Skeletal Berserk Warriors materialized around him.

Skill: Deterioration Curse!

Following a flash of red light, the world of the Thunder Eagle shifted: damage increased 15-fold and speed decreased 100-fold.

The five Skeletal Berserk Warriors struck simultaneously. Their massive axes glowed with a fiery red light as they descended.

The smaller Thunder Eagle let out a harrowing screech before collapsing lifelessly.

Lin Moyu didn’t stop. As the body of the fallen smaller Thunder Eagle began to drop, he raised a finger.

Skill: Corpse Explosion!

After the second class advancement, the level of the Corpse Explosion skill remained unchanged. However, his talent’s amplification had increased from 40 to 50 times. As a result, the range of the skill expanded from 240 to 300 meters, and the damage increased from 14 to 17.5 times the corpse’s health. Combined with the curse’s 10 times damage multiplier, the effect was utterly devastating. ṘÀℕ𝘖βЕṣ

A deafening explosion rocked the battlefield, sending shockwaves through the air. The sky itself seemed to ripple as devastating energy erupted from the corpse.

In one massive blast, every smaller Thunder Eagle was obliterated. Even the boss suffered severe damage.

Lin Moyu hovered at the epicenter, his Lightning Wings spread wide, resembling a Demon God descending upon the battlefield. There were just five seconds left on the wings’ duration.

Without missing a beat, he unleashed a flurry of attacks.

Lin Moyu’s current skill-casting limit allowed three spells per second, but his training in the Shenxia Tower had taught him an invaluable technique used by Assassin-type class users. By alternating both hands, he could reduce the casting delay to a mere 0.1 seconds, enabling him to cast up to five skills per second.

Before the corpses of the smaller Thunder Eagles could even drop, over ten consecutive explosions rippled outward.

The battlefield was consumed by roaring flames and deafening blasts. The mountain quaked violently, its perpetual lightning extinguished by the sheer force of destruction.

The Thunder Eagle boss, gravely injured and overwhelmed, let out a final, miserable cry. It plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground with a resounding thud. This time, it did not rise again.

[Defeated Thunder Eagle, EXP +4,900,000]

[Obtained Lightning Sword]

[Obtained Lightning Armor]

[Obtained Lightning Crystal Fragment x4]

[Lightning Sword: platinum rank weapon, all attributes +1,200, increases the power of Swordsman-type skills by 60%. Skill: Lightning Slash.]

[Lightning Slash: deals the opponent 100% of the user’s strength as physical damage, along with 100% of the user’s strength as lightning elemental damage, with a chance to paralyze the opponent for 5 seconds. Cooldown: 1 minute.]

[Lightning Armor: platinum rank armor, all attributes +800, reduces taken lightning elemental damage by 20%.]

The Lightning Sword’s attributes were average at best. Among platinum rank weapons, it barely managed to scrape the bottom tier.

However, its supplementary skill was decent enough to add value. Lin Moyu estimated it would fetch a respectable price.

The Lightning Armor was entirely unremarkable, offering no standout features.

In contrast, the quantity of Lightning Crystal Fragments was a pleasant surprise to Lin Moyu—four fragments dropped at once, a rather impressive haul.

Combined with the fragment he had acquired earlier from the Lightning Ape, Lin Moyu now had enough to synthesize a complete Lightning Crystal.

All things considered, the dungeon raid had been highly fruitful. Not only had Lin Moyu gained the Lightning Wings skill—an unexpected boon—but he had also uncovered hidden information: the cause of the Lightning God’s death.

The culprit was none other than the Desolate Beast King, a creature so fearsome it could slay even the Lightning God.

Lin Moyu couldn’t help but draw comparisons between the Desolate Beast King and the enigmatic entity he had encountered in the Immemorial Battlefield. Both were unfathomably powerful, beyond anything he could yet comprehend.

After scanning the Thunder Eagle Mountain one last time to ensure nothing was left behind, Lin Moyu exited the dungeon.

…

Outside, the elders of the royal family had already departed, leaving only Dongfang Yao and Dongfang Yi waiting.

Lin Moyu immediately recognized Dongfang Yi—the emperor of the Shenxia Empire.

”Greetings, Your Majesty.” Lin Moyu greeted.

Dongfang Yi smiled warmly, ”Godly General Lin, so young and yet so accomplished. Your name has been the subject of many legends lately—truly extraordinary.”

Lin Moyu responded with a faint smile, ”You flatter me, Your Majesty.”

Dongfang Yi’s tone turned serious yet sincere, ”Regarding the earlier incident with Dongfang Shun—on behalf of the royal family, I offer you my apologies. If there is anything you require, you may inform Yao. If it is within the royal family’s power, we will see it done.”

It was no idle statement; this was a solemn promise. As both emperor and a God-level expert, Dongfang Yi’s words carried immense weight.

Lin Moyu acknowledged the gesture with a slight nod. He hadn’t given the matter with Dongfang Shun much thought, particularly since he still owed Dongfang Li a favor.

”Thank you, Your Majesty. If there’s anything I can help you with, feel free to reach out.”

Dongfang Yi laughed heartily, ”Good, good! The royal family shall be your staunchest ally, Godly General Lin. Now, I’ll leave you young ones to your affairs. This old man won’t linger to be a bother.”

Dongfang Yi had gotten the answer he sought. Though it was just a single sentence, it was more than sufficient.

He had investigated Lin Moyu thoroughly and knew that the young man’s character and integrity were beyond question. If Lin Moyu gave his word, he would see it through.

Maintaining a strong relationship with someone like Lin Moyu was undoubtedly the wisest course of action.

As Dongfang Yi departed, Dongfang Yao’s demeanor grew noticeably livelier. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and her lips curved into a smile as she eagerly inquired about the dungeon—particularly the specifics of its hell rank difficulty.

Lin Moyu described the changes that came with the upgrade, and Dongfang Yao meticulously documented every detail. This information would prove invaluable for the royal family’s raiding parties, making future attempts significantly smoother.

“We’ll organize parties to enter the dungeon once you’ve finished your runs.” Dongfang Yao remarked.

Lin Moyu shook his head, “You can go in now. There’s no need to wait for me.”

Dongfang Yao blinked in surprise, caught off guard. She had assumed Lin Moyu intended to grind in the dungeon for a while. This sudden green light left her wondering.

Was Lin Moyu testing her sincerity earlier? Or perhaps he truly remembered the favor he owed Dongfang Li?

Whatever the reason, his approval meant she could now proceed without hesitation. The royal family’s raiding parties, which had been standing by, were ready to move at a moment’s notice.

“Are you sure?” Dongfang Yao asked, seeking confirmation.

Lin Moyu nodded. “Yes. Go ahead.”

With that, he retrieved a Cooldown Talisman, reset the dungeon’s timer, and re-entered the dungeon without another word.

Having acquired everything he needed, Lin Moyu saw no reason to impose restrictions any longer.

Dongfang Yao’s gaze sharpened, a glint of calculation in her eyes. Without missing a beat, she activated her communicator and began issuing commands.

Moments later, a 12-person raiding party arrived, their formation precise and disciplined. After reviewing Dongfang Yao’s notes on the dungeon’s key points, the group promptly teleported into the dungeon.

Before long, a second party followed, then a third, showcasing the immense organizational power of the royal family.