Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

After familiarizing himself with the six rings of light summoned by the Elemental Liches, Lin Moyu turned his gaze toward a group of monsters in the distance.

A mischievous smile crept onto his face, “You’ll do.”

It was a pack of wolves.

On Plateau No. 1, Plateau Wolves and Plateau Antelopes were the most common monsters. Both species stayed in groups, usually ranging from four or five to over a dozen.

The group Lin Moyu had spotted consisted of eight wolves.

He locked onto them immediately and raised his hand.

Skill: Bone Prison.

Before the wolves could react, they were instantly trapped.

Fine bones erupted around them, encasing their bodies like chains.

The bones were laced with barbs that pierced their skin.

Paralysis set in immediately, rendering them immobile.

At the same time, the Bone Prison skill had a secondary effect—it boosted the wolves’ defense, reducing incoming damage by 50%.

Ordinarily, at level 1, Bone Prison would last only one second. But thanks to Lin Moyu’s Comprehensive Amplification talent, the duration was increased sixtyfold—to a full 60 seconds.

Even so, actual binding time depended on various factors, including the monsters’ level, number, and attributes.

Therefore, the duration could vary by target and couldn’t be accurately determined.

However, Lin Moyu guessed that casting a mere level 1 skill on monsters above level 45 would drastically reduce its effectiveness.

Sure enough, just three seconds later, the bones crumbled away.

Freed from their restraints, the wolves howled and charged at him again.

But before the wolves could even cover two meters, another round of Bone Prison dropped on them.

Three seconds later, the bindings vanished once more.

Still, Lin Moyu gave them no chance to advance—yet another round of Bone Prison descended.

After several cycles of testing, Lin Moyu fully grasped the mechanics of the skill.

The more monsters he tried to bind at once, the higher their level and attributes, the shorter the duration.

At present, with the level 1 skill—amplified by his talent—it had a maximum duration of 60 seconds.

However, in practice, binding a single wolf lasted around 20 seconds. Binding eight wolves reduced that to less than 3 seconds.

Another major limitation was spirit force consumption.

The more targets were bound, the more it cost; the consumption rose exponentially.

Binding one wolf cost 100 spirit force. Binding eight wolves cost 800.

And if the skill’s level increased, so would the cost.

Such high consumption would be nearly unsustainable for other Mage-type classes.

At level 50, an average Mage might have at most 40,000 spirit force. A few casts on multiple targets would drain them dry in no time.

And with the binding duration decreasing as targets increased, the practicality of wide-area control dropped sharply.

But for Lin Moyu…

He had already unlocked the essence of this skill.

The true obstacle in leveling up Bone Prison was the massive drain on spirit force.

But Lin Moyu didn’t care about spirit force consumption—not in the slightest. The biggest obstacle of the skill didn’t even apply to him.

Now at level 50, he commanded 30 undead legions, each consisting of 900 skeletons.

A staggering total of 27,000 skeletons shared the burden of his spirit force usage.

It would take a miracle to drain his reserves.

With no need to hold back, Lin Moyu began casting Bone Prison with complete abandon.

The wolves he had been testing on suffered a grim fate.

The Bone Prisons were constantly refreshed, locking them in a perpetual state of paralysis.

Their bodies were frozen in place. Apart from the flicker of their eyeballs, they couldn’t even let out a sound.

Eventually, Lin Moyu began dual-casting with both hands—firing off four to five casts per second.

The skill’s level shot up like lightning—far faster than his previous grind with Summon Elemental Lich.

Once again, Lin Moyu showcased his relentless nature. In less than two days, he had pushed Bone Prison to level 50.

[Bone Prison (level 50): binds one or multiple enemies, causing a paralysis effect. Bound targets cannot move or counterattack, and the damage they take is reduced by 50%. Binding duration is 50 second (duration varies based on enemy level and attributes and number of targets).]

At this level, the skill’s duration reached 50 seconds and its cost reached an astronomical number—5,000 spirit force per target.

If any other level 50 Mage tried binding eight enemies simultaneously like Lin Moyu, they’d likely drain their entire spirit force pool in one cast.

Only Lin Moyu could afford such a reckless expenditure.

Of the three new skills he unlocked at level 50, only Lightning Deathwings hadn’t been maxed out.

It could only be cast once every nine minutes, and even if he used it every time it was off cooldown, it would take days to level it up once.

But Lin Moyu wasn’t bothered.

Thanks to his Comprehensive Amplification talent, even at level 2, Lightning Deathwings granted 20 minutes of flight—with a cooldown of just 9 minutes.

That was more than enough to give him and his undead troops extended aerial combat capability.

With the grinding finally done, Lin Moyu allowed himself to relax.

He glanced over his level 50 attributes, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

The numbers were absurdly high—so high that any other class user could only describe him with one word: freak.

[Name: Lin Moyu]

[Class: Necrolord (unique)]

[Level: 50 (1.00%)]

[Strength: 74,735]

[Agility: 74,735]

[Spirit: 198,610]

[Physique: 90,735]

[Trait: 50% Physical Damage Reduction, 50% Poison Elemental Damage Reduction, 50% Fire Elemental Damage Reduction, 50% Water Elemental Damage Reduction, 50% Wind Elemental Damage Reduction, 80% Light Elemental Damage Reduction, 80% Lightning Elemental Damage Reduction, 50% Health Increase]

[Equipment: none]

[Summon space: 900/900]

[Undead legion: 30]

[Lich space: 6/6]

[Trait: Divinity Force (level 50)]

[Talent: Comprehensive Amplification (level 6, unique), Comprehensive Link (unique)]

[Passive skill: Status Immunity, Damage Transfer, Elemental Resistance (level 1), Physical Resistance (level 1)]

[Active Skills: Soul Blaze (level 50), Corpse Explosion (level 7), Bone Armor (level 50), Bone Fangs (level 50), Summon Skeletal Berserk Warrior (level 50), Summon Skeletal Great Mage (level 50), Summon Skeletal Marksman (level 50), Summon Lich General (level 50), Summon Elemental Lich (level 50), Deterioration Curse (level 50), Poison Star Burst (level 50), Bone Prison (level 50), Lightning Deathwings (level 2), Enhance Troops, Domain of Slaughter (unavailable)]

His total attributes had reached an astonishing 430,000.

That number was absurd—even by world boss standards.

From what Lin Moyu knew, a level 50 mid-tier legendary rank class user typically had total attributes in the range of 120,000 to 130,000.

Even with fortuitous encounters, few ever exceeded 150,000.

And yet, he had shattered that ceiling, nearly tripling it.

At this point, his strength surpassed Warriors, his agility exceeded Assassins, his physique was tougher than Knights.

As for his spirit stat? It wasn’t even a contest—several times higher than other Mages.

On top of that, his arsenal was stacked: damage and immunity characteristics and passive resistances to both elemental and physical attacks.

He also had Status Immunity, Damage Transfer, and a full suite of active skills, along with a massive undead army boasting terrifying combat power

Attack, control, curse—he had skill for everything.

At this point, even Lin Moyu himself couldn’t deny it. He was a bit of a freak.

No one in human history had likely ever achieved this level of power.

Otherwise, there was no way he could have slain the level 90 Fire Demon King before even hitting level 50 and risen to the rank of two-star godly general.

After checking the skeletons’ attribute changes, Lin Moyu dusted off his hands and said, “Time to head to the Immemorial Battlefield.”