Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Wave after wave of relentless attacks struck with overwhelming force. The undead army teetered on the verge of collapsing into a chaotic mess.

If not for the Comprehensive Link talent, the assaulted skeletons would have perished already. Only the talent and tireless healing from the Lich Generals allowed them to endure.

Lin Moyu had yet to even glimpse the enemy.

Under his urging, Dongfang Yao confirmed, “Yes. The barrier bears our family’s emblem.”

“The passage leading out of the Putrid Corpse Land—is it there?” Lin Moyu pressed, seeking final confirmation.

Meanwhile, more skeletons were hurled into the air, barely holding together. Healing light continuously bathed them.

After surveying the area and carefully deliberating, Dongfang Yao finally affirmed, “Yes, it’s there.”

“Let’s move!”

Lin Moyu wasted no time. Grabbing Dongfang Yao, he activated Lightning Wings and shot toward the barrier.

In a flash, he reached his maximum speed, streaking like a bolt of lightning. Hundreds of meters vanished in less than half a second.

The undead army disappeared. In an instant, it reappeared around the two and encircled them completely.

In that fleeting moment, Lin Moyu finally caught sight of the attackers—there wasn’t just one; there were several.

One was a Dragonkind Putrid Corpse, its tail stretching over a hundred meters. Perched atop a mountain peak, it lashed out with its tail, tearing through space with each attack. That was why only its tail was visible as it struck.

Another was a decayed creature with the appearance of a Demon, winged but with only a single, skeletal wing remaining. It pummeled the undead army with its hands, its blows rending through space from hundreds of meters away.

Lin Moyu couldn’t gauge their levels but knew they were at least level 80.

As he reached the barrier’s entrance, a shock coursed through him.

From the six mountain peaks, terrifying auras surged, and pairs of blood-red eyes ignited.

The next moment, dark silhouettes began to descend from the mountain peaks, their ominous forms hurtling toward Lin Moyu and Dongfang Yao.

Lin Moyu’s expression shifted drastically, and he pressed his hand against the barrier. To his relief, the barrier didn’t reject him—it allowed passage. But the process was agonizingly slow. At this rate, it would take five minutes to cross entirely, a delay that placed him in extreme peril.

Dongfang Yao declared, “I can open the barrier.”

Lin Moyu immediately withdrew his hand, “Do it. Quickly!”

Without hesitation, Dongfang Yao began weaving intricate seals, unique of the Dongfang Family, sending them flying toward the barrier.

Her eyes burned with urgency, even greater than Lin Moyu’s, “I need some time.”

“How long?”

“One minute.” She replied.

“Alright!”

Lin Moyu didn’t hesitate. He turned to face the encroaching danger, preparing to buy her that crucial minute. Whether he could manage it was a question he couldn’t afford to dwell on. Ṝ𝖆₦ȱᛒƐS̈

The dark silhouettes from the six mountain peaks darted toward the undead army.

Each one was at least level 80, their power unmistakable.

They were remnants of the great war, formidable beings killed by the forbidden skill and resurrected as Putrid Corpses.

Though their souls were long gone, their overwhelming strength remained largely intact.

For Lin Moyu, they were an impossible challenge at his current level. With the aid of the undead army, he could only hope to delay them—but for how long, he couldn’t say.

These terrifying creatures defied logic. They were neither alive nor dead. They couldn’t be killed, weren’t affected by curses, and lacked souls. Their very existence seemed beyond comprehension, and many of Lin Moyu’s skills were useless against them.

The sky darkened as one of the figures loomed overhead. It spewed a fiery breath, and flames engulfed the skeletons below

“Dragonkind! Dragon Breath!” Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed as he immediately identified the attacker.

It had been the creature’s signature ability in life, and even after becoming a Putrid Corpse, it retained this ability.

Now, the Dragon Breath was even more terrifying, infused with potent Putrid Corpse Poison, poisoning the affected skeletons.

But the skeletons didn’t go down without a fight.

Bursts of light from Elemental Explosion lit up the dark silhouette, while arrows tore through the air, striking its massive form with ringing impacts.

Yet, the creature’s defenses were impenetrable. Neither the explosions nor the arrows caused significant damage.

As the Dragon Breath continued to rain destruction, the ground trembled violently. Another monstrous Putrid Corpse arrived—a towering figure over a hundred meters tall, its massive form partially veiled in darkness.

Lin Moyu quickly discerned its identity—Abyssal Demon.Whether it was a peak-level Demon or a Demon King, he couldn’t be sure.

With a thunderous roar, the creature slammed its colossal hands into the earth. The impact sent shockwaves through the battlefield, flinging countless skeletons into the air.

Moments later, crimson threads surged from the ground, ensnaring the airborne skeletons. They burst apart midair, shattering into fragments.

Lin Moyu’s body tensed as a numbing realization washed over him. The skeletons had truly died. For the first time, his talent had failed.

Lin Moyu gritted his teeth, grappling with a sobering truth: his talents weren’t omnipotent.

If he had talents, so did others—possibly ones designed to counter his own.

The Abyssal Demon monster’s relentless assault continued, slamming the ground repeatedly and annihilating wave after wave of skeletons.

In just five seconds, over a thousand skeletons had been destroyed, while the remaining skeletons were severely injured.

Without the Lich Generals’ desperate healing, the undead army would already have been wiped out.

Their numbers were dwindling fast, and the undead army’s ability to hold the line was collapsing. They wouldn’t last a full minute.

Lin Moyu gritted his teeth

Suddenly, the back of his hand burned hot, emitting a brilliant light.

He had no choice now. Enhance Troops, his most powerful skill—his ultimate trump card—was finally activated.

[Enhance Troops: for 30 seconds, increases all basic attributes of the host and their summons by 200%, and all attacks deal an additional 500% of damage. Cooldown: 1 hour.]

The most remarkable aspect of Enhance Troops was its ability to amplify basic attributes—even after accounting for talents.

The Lich Generals’ enhancement skill also became stronger, now doubling the boost to basic attributes.

Under these combined enhancements, the skeletons’ attributes reached unprecedented heights.

For instance, after being boosted by the Comprehensive Amplification talent, the basic attributes of the level 42 Skeletal Berserk Warriors reached 130,000 each. With Enhance Troops, these values skyrocketed to 390,000 each.

With the Lich Generals’ Legion Enhancement skill, their attributes surged to an astonishing 546,000 each, with total values exceeding 2 million.

Additionally, the 500% damage boost to all attacks, combined with the Skeletal Berserk Warriors’ skill—dealing 500% of their strength as damage—pushed their attack power to incredible heights.

More importantly, their defenses had also been significantly reinforced.

This enhancement extended to not only the Skeletal Berserk Warriors, but also to the Skeletal Great Mages, the Skeletal Marksmen, and even Lin Moyu himself.

For the next 30 seconds, Lin Moyu was confident that losses could be drastically minimized. What happened after that depended on how long he could hold on.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yao was putting in her best effort.

The barrier was incredibly complex. Although she knew the method, her lack of power—being under level 40—made it an uphill battle.

Lin Moyu could do only one thing: buy time.

A radiant glow emanated from the skeletons.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors withstood the Dragon Breath, holding their ground without being blown away. Even the deadly red strings failed to deal fatal damage.

The counterattack began in earnest.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors, moving like lightning, closed the distance to the Dragonkind monster in an instant and leaped into the air, bringing their red-glowing axes down in a flurry of strikes.

Simultaneously, the Skeletal Great Mages’ Elemental Explosions unleashed unprecedented destructive power, blasting large chunks of rotting flesh from the monster’s body.

The Skeletal Marksmen fired arrows with lightning speed and precision. Each arrow pierced deep into the creature’s decayed form before detonating in a violent explosion.

Fragments of decayed flesh and scales rained down, crashing heavily onto the ground.

At last, the attacks had pierced through the Dragonkind monster’s formidable defenses.

Seemingly enraged, the creature retaliated with another round of Dragon Breath.

However, the skeletal army, bolstered by Enhance Troops, withstood the attack. The enhanced defenses significantly mitigated the damage caused by the Dragon Breath.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors had already closed in on the Abyssal Demon monster, cutting through decayed flesh.

Lin Moyu didn’t remain idle. He unleashed Bone Fangs in rapid volleys—2,100 projectiles per volley, five volleys per second.

The battlefield lit up with dazzling streaks as the whistling projectiles tore through the air, riddling the monstrous enemy with countless punctures.

The light from the assault illuminated the creature, giving Lin Moyu a full view of his opponent for the first time.

It was undeniably a Dragonkind, its massive body spanning at least 500 meters.

Its head was fully decayed, leaving only blackened bones visible, while its wings had been reduced to skeletal frames. The only thing remaining on its body were its scales.

Lin Moyu could scarcely imagine the power this Dragonkind must have possessed in life.

If it hadn’t reached God-level, it must have been close.

Even now, in death, its presence was awe-inspiring—though its combat abilities had been diminished.

The loss of intelligence had rendered its attacks predictable, relying almost exclusively on Dragon Breath.

Yet, Lin Moyu also recognized that it had grown even more terrifying in death than it had been in life. Its true horror lay in the Putrid Corpse Poison—eternal and incurable.