Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Under the relentless triple assault, chunks of rotting flesh were blasted off the boss’s grotesque body.

This abomination was clearly a fusion of Putrid Corpses from three different races. Its form began to disintegrate under the onslaught.

”Roar!”

A guttural, oppressive howl pierced the air—the first sound Lin Moyu had ever heard from a creature in the Putrid Corpse Land. It was deep, hoarse, and profoundly unsettling.

Amid the roar, the boss activated its skill. It detonated a massive chunk of decayed flesh, sending fragments hurtling into the Skeletal Berserk Warriors with tremendous force, knocking them away.

Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. The flesh carried a highly potent Putrid Corpse Poison—contagious and spreading rapidly among the skeletons. Not even the Lich Generals’ skill could neutralize its effects.

Without pausing to ponder the cause, Lin Moyu swiftly commanded the poisoned skeletons to encircle the boss, while the remaining Skeletal Berserk Warriors retreated to a safe distance.

Hundreds of Skeletal Berserk Warriors—472 in total—were now infected. They would serve to hold the boss at bay while the Skeletal Great Mages and Skeletal Marksmen unleashed their attacks from afar.

The boss, after expending its skill, began to shrink in size and weaken. Apart from the highly troublesome Putrid Corpse Poison, it seemed unremarkable compared to the bosses Lin Moyu had met on the Immemorial Battlefield.

Elemental Explosions continued to erupt in rapid succession, the deafening booms tearing through the air. Each explosion blasted away more of the boss’s flesh, shrinking its form further. Meanwhile, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors and Skeletal Marksmen maintained their unrelenting assault.

In less than a minute, the boss was obliterated under the intense barrage.

But Lin Moyu knew it wasn’t truly dead—just temporarily destroyed. Like every monster in the Putrid Corpse Land, it would regenerate before long.

Since entering this realm, Lin Moyu hadn’t truly killed a single monster. In fact, he lacked the ability to kill any of them outright. At best, he could only temporarily destroy them. The reason for this remained a mystery to him.

What concerned Lin Moyu now was the poisoned Skeletal Berserk Warriors. The Putrid Corpse Poison was incredibly potent, causing severe damage every second. Without the support of his Comprehensive Link talent—where summons shared damage—and the Lich Generals’ healing skill, the infected skeletons wouldn’t last even two minutes.

Dongfang Yao hurried back, immediately sensing something was wrong. She asked gravely, ”You can’t neutralize the Putrid Corpse Poison?”

Lin Moyu shook his head, ”The boss’s poison is too advanced—it can’t be neutralized.”

Dongfang Yao said with a serious expression, ”This is a big problem. If the poison can’t be neutralized, it will persist until the target dies—and it’s contagious. What a headache.”

Lin Moyu was already well aware of this.

Due to the Putrid Corpse Poison, he couldn’t recall the 472 infected Skeletal Berserk Warriors to his summon space. Nor could he risk letting other skeletons come into contact with them. He couldn’t even approach them himself. 𐍂áℕȏ𐌱ÊŠ

Although his Comprehensive Link talent kept the infected skeletons from dying outright, the rest of his undead army had to share the ongoing damage. Lin Moyu finally understood the true menace of the Putrid Corpse Poison—it had transformed his strength into a weakness.

Dongfang Yao asked anxiously, ”What do you do now?”

Lin Moyu took a deep breath, ”I’ll deal with it later. For now, I’m heading into the storm. Keep your distance from them.”

As he spoke, Lin Moyu unfurled his Lightning Wings, becoming a streak of light as he soared into the storm clouds.

He dismissed the Bone Armor and summoned the Genesis Scepter into his grasp.

A torrent of lightning struck him, the overwhelming damage immediately distributed among his undead army. The Lich Generals cast their healing spell incessantly. As long as the undead army didn’t fall, Lin Moyu himself remained unharmed.

The storm was vast, its Genesis Lightning more abundant than in any previous instance.

[Obtained Genesis Lightning, EXP +2,000,000]

[Obtained Genesis Lightning, EXP +2,000,000]

The massive amount of lightning caused his EXP to surge. In just half a minute, Lin Moyu’s body glowed as he leveled up.

Simultaneously, the heat within his body broke past its limits once more, flowing into the Genesis Scepter.

The scepter radiated a bright light as the final crack on its surface vanished.

In an instant, the entire Genesis Scepter erupted with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the land below.

Amidst the radiant glow, Lin Moyu felt an overwhelming vitality—a boundless aura of life.

[Genesis Scepter (damaged)]

[Can be repaired by using the Life Core.]

The Detection spell revealed only minimal information—nothing about the nature or location of the core.

”It’s still unusable?” Lin Moyu muttered to himself, “The Genesis Scepter... What kind of weapon is this?”

Boom!

Bolts of lightning descended again, but this time they weren’t aimed at Lin Moyu. Instead, they struck the Genesis Scepter in his hand.

The storm’s lightning was nearly spent, yet the remaining bolts converged on the scepter. As the Genesis Scepter absorbed the energy, its radiance intensified, and the air around it began to ripple with spatial distortions.

Suddenly, a glowing gate appeared before Lin Moyu.

“A secret realm!” He murmured in astonishment.

The Genesis Scepter had unexpectedly opened a hidden secret realm—its gate concealed within the storm, invisible from the outside.

As the duration of his Lightning Wings expired, Lin Moyu descended, still glowing from his recent level-up.

Dongfang Yao greeted him with a smile, “Congratulations on leveling up again.”

“I was just lucky.” Lin Moyu replied nonchalantly.

It had been a month since he entered the Putrid Corpse Land, and in that time, he had only leveled up twice—a frustratingly slow pace.

Lin Moyu’s thoughts drifted to his sister, wondering what level she had reached by now.

If he hadn’t been trapped here; if he had focused on raiding suitable dungeons in the Dungeon Hall, he would probably be level 45 by now, if not higher.

Dongfang Yao’s voice broke his thoughts, “What about these skeletons?”

Lin Moyu pondered for a moment before replying, “I can only dispel them.”

With no cure for the Putrid Corpse Poison, his only choice was to dispel the infected skeletons and summon new ones.

He hadn’t anticipated that, despite having the Comprehensive Link talent, a day would come when he’d have to destroy his own summons. It was a stark realization: no talent or skill was without flaws.

With a single thought from Lin Moyu, the 472 poisoned Skeletal Berserk Warriors disintegrated, the Putrid Corpse Poison vanishing along with them.

Immediately, Lin Moyu began summoning replacements.

Now at Level 42, his summon space had expanded by 30 slots, bringing the total to 660. He could now have 22 Lich Generals, each capable of leading an undead legion of 660 skeletons. This meant his undead army could now reach a total of 14,520 skeletons.

Thanks to his unlimited spirit, Lin Moyu could summon skeletons without stop. In just over half an hour, he replenished the destroyed skeletons and restored his undead army to full strength.

After storing his undead army back into the summon space, Lin Moyu turned his gaze toward the storm. He could still sense the presence of the secret realm gate, lingering within the turbulent clouds.

“I’ll take you somewhere.” Lin Moyu said calmly.

Dongfang Yao was puzzled, wondering in her heart, “Take me somewhere? In the Putrid Corpse Land? Where could he possibly take me?”

“To the sky.” He added.

Before Dongfang Yao could respond, Lin Moyu took her hand.

With a soft hum, his Lightning Wings unfurled, and in a flash, the two soared into the air.

Dongfang Yao, though accustomed to flying, felt her cheeks flush at the unexpected hand-holding, feeling slightly embarrassed.

The Lightning Wings were incredibly fast. In mere moments, they pierced through the storm clouds and arrived before the glowing secret realm gate.

Dongfang Yao gasped in surprise, “A secret realm? Why is there a secret realm here?!”

Lin Moyu didn’t explain. Without hesitation, he led her into the gate.

Lin Moyu’s mind raced with thoughts as they crossed into the unknown. What could lie beyond this gate? Was it dangerous? Could it be worse than the Putrid Corpse Land?

At his current strength, Lin Moyu could handle the challenges of the level 60 area with ease. But what if the secret realm held higher-level threats?

What if there were level 70 or 80 Putrid Corpses? Or worse... God-level corpses?

Though confident in his abilities, Lin Moyu was not arrogant. He knew his limits.

Dongfang Yao had never explicitly mentioned God-level corpses in the Putrid Corpse Land, but Lin Moyu was certain they must exist.

Why else would the Dongfang Family guard this place?

If there were no God-level corpses, a few powerful God-level powerhouses could surely sweep through the Putrid Corpse Land.

While the corpses couldn’t be permanently destroyed, God-level powerhouses would undoubtedly have ways to control or suppress them.

The boss’s Putrid Corpse Poison had been a wake-up call. Lin Moyu realized one truth: his level was still too low.

No matter how powerful his skills were, he was still helpless against the advanced Putrid Corpse Poison.

After weighing the risks, Lin Moyu made the decision to enter the secret realm.

The secret realm might hold its dangers, but it couldn’t possibly be worse than the Putrid Corpse Land.