Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Mocking laughter echoed in the air. The Fire Sprite Demon King was already savoring his victory. To him, Lin Moyu was as good as captured.

But just then, a powerful aura erupted in the distance.

More Demon Kings were approaching, and not just one.

Lin Moyu spotted several black specks rapidly growing larger in the distance.

Realizing something had gone terribly wrong, he immediately pulled out a Shenxia City Teleportation Stone that Feng Yiming had given him and activated it.

In an instant, Lin Moyu vanished from the Fire Sprite Demon King’s view.

A pillar of red light shot up from Shenxia City, stunning all who saw it.

“It’s a Primordial Rune! “

“Someone actually obtained a Primordial Rune! And it’s a human!”

“So jealous. Why can’t I ever get that lucky?”

“Getting a Primordial Rune takes insane luck. The real question is, can they keep it?”

“As long as they stay in the city, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Shenxia City had strict rules.

Combat was forbidden within its borders. Even if people coveted the rune, no one would dare act as long as Lin Moyu remained in the city.

All he had to do was stay inside for eight days. Once the trial period ended and the Primordial Rune fully fused with him, it would be his forever.

While most onlookers were envious, others wore grim expressions.

“Actually, Shenxia City isn’t entirely safe.”

“What do you mean?”

“In the arena, death matches are allowed…”

Lin Moyu appeared in the military teleportation formation.

The moment the Primordial Rune emerged, it sent a shockwave of alert through the city, alerting Feng Yiming at once.

Feng Yiming rushed over at full speed and saw Lin Moyu standing within the teleportation formation.

”Godly General Lin!”

He was briefly surprised to see Lin Moyu with the Primordial Rune, but quickly regained his composure.

Lin Moyu was, after all, a walking miracle. Nothing that happened to him ever seemed inconceivable.

Then Feng Yiming noticed the military badge on Lin Moyu’s shoulder—three-star godly general.

Just days ago, he had still been a two-star godly general. Now, he had risen to three-star.

Recalling the recent Godfall Rain, Feng Yiming instinctively made a connection. He assumed Lin Moyu was responsible and that a God’s death had propelled him to this new rank.

But he was mistaken. Lin Moyu had advanced to three-stars by slaying the Darkfiend King’s avatar.

The Godfall Rain had been triggered by the Lightning God’s death—an unrelated event.

Realizing Lin Moyu’s new rank, Feng Yiming’s respect deepened.

With a broad smile, he said, “Congratulations, Godly General Lin, on obtaining the Primordial Rune.”

Lin Moyu replied modestly, “Thank you, Commander Feng. I just got lucky.”

Feng Yiming asked, “Will you be resting in the city for a few days?”

Lin Moyu said, “Yes, I’ll stay until the rune fully fuses with me. Otherwise, I’ll be too easy a target.”

Feng Yiming promptly said, “I’ll arrange your accommodations right away.”

The city maintained special residences for godly generals.

Shenxia City held a special status in the lower layer, and godly generals occasionally paid visits.

The military treated them with the utmost respect, providing comfortable accommodations.

Lin Moyu was given a private courtyard complete with a garden.

He made no special requests. So long as he was left undisturbed, he was content.

Still, Feng Yiming was puzzled. With Lin Mo Yu’s strength, there was no reason for him to fear being hunted.

Who would dare pursue him? He was capable of killing even Demon Kings.

Although confused, Feng Yiming chose not to pry.

Sensing his confusion, Lin Moyu considered another possibility.

”Commander Feng, at least three Demon Kings have come from the deep layer to hunt me. You should prepare.”

Feng Yiming was shaken. So that was the reason behind Lin Moyu’s sudden return.

Being hunted by three Demon Kings, what madness was this?

Had he slain the son of the Abyss Demon Emperor or something?

But the truth was likely beyond anything Feng Yiming could imagine.

He quickly composed himself and replied, “No need to worry, Godly General Lin. Shenxia City has stood for a thousand years. Demon Kings have attacked before, and all have left in defeat.”

Confident in Shenxia City’s defenses, Feng Yiming saw no cause for alarm.

Lin Moyu said no more. It was enough that Feng Yiming was confident.

The Demon Kings might not come here, after all.

After settling Lin Moyu in, Feng Yiming departed.

Despite claiming there was no need to worry, he immediately began making preparations.

Half an hour later, news reached Meng Anwen in the White God Courtyard.

It came from the Feng Family—Feng Yiming had reported to them that Lin Moyu had obtained a Primordial Rune.

“So Moyu has obtained another Primordial Rune. Possessing two at once is almost unheard of.”

“And now he’s a three-star godly general… I wonder what he experienced in the lower layer.”

“By the looks of it, it seems things went quite well for him.”

Meng Anwen smiled, clearly pleased to know that not only was Lin Moyu safe, but that he had also encountered great fortune.

At first, he intended to share the news with Bai Yiyuan, but then changed his mind.

“Let that guy stew in the Hall of Heroes a bit longer.”

With a mischievous grin, Meng Anwen leisurely closed his eyes once more.

A mysterious and distinctive aura enveloped the White God Courtyard, gradually thickening until it shrouded the entire area like a dense fog.

Meanwhile, in Shenxia City, Lin Moyu sensed a chilling wave of murderous intent.

Though Feng Yiming had maintained a facade of nonchalance, preparations were clearly underway.

Half a day passed, yet the Demon Kings had not appeared. Lin Moyu remained alert—he knew better than to let his guard down.

It was no easy feat for Demon Kings to descend from the deep layer to the lower layer. Even if they succeeded, they could only remain for about an hour.

Should battle erupt, that time would be drastically shortened.

Lin Moyu speculated they would either not come at all, or strike with a lightning-fast assault.

He still didn’t understand what he had done to deserve this, for the Demon Kings to unite and hunt him down.

After half a day of rest, Lin Moyu had fully staffed his undead army.

He carefully checked his attributes.

[Name: Lin Moyu]

[Class: Necrolord (unique)]

[Level: 53 (0.50%)]

[Strength: 80,626]

[Agility: 80,626]

[Spirit: 234,860]

[Physique: 96,626]

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

After reaching level 53, his total attributes had risen by over 19,000.

Even summit classes like the Earth Knight typically had a total of around 270,000 attributes at this level.

Lin Moyu, however, had reached a staggering 490,000, placing him in a league of his own. And as their levels increased, so would the gap.

After resting for half a day, Lin Moyu left his quarters and headed toward the city’s only shop, the same one he’d visited days ago.

Though prices were steep, the store stocked nearly everything you needed.

He planned to purchase bottles for storing the Venomous Flood Dragon’s Spinal Fluid and boxes for the bone segments.

Bathed in a red beam of light that shot into the sky, Lin Moyu stood out like a blazing beacon.

Every move he made drew immediate attention.

“There he is.”

“Ever since he returned through the teleportation formation, he hasn’t shown his face. Now he finally appears.”

“Good. I’ve been waiting to challenge him.”

“Yes, in the arena—a death match.”

In the half-day since Lin Moyu’s return, many class users who had been out hunting monsters had rushed back to the city. Most came back after hearing the news about Lin Moyu.

Everyone coveted the Primordial Rune. Even fellow human class users weren’t above trying to take it by force.

Moreover, these people were confident in their own strength.

But the moment Lin Moyu stepped into view, all their bravado vanished.

He was cloaked in a red glow, the unmistakable radiance of the Primordial Rune. But what truly stole their breath was the godly general badge on his shoulder, glowing with a purple light.

In everyone’s eyes, the godly general badge’s purple light was far more dazzling than the red glow of the Primordial Rune.

The ones who’d been clamoring to challenge him now didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

As Lin Moyu passed, they stiffened. Some even cast respectful glances his way.

A faint murderous aura still lingered around him, the aftermath of battle not yet fully subdued.

Only when he disappeared from sight did the crowd finally exhale.

“Good heavens… He’s a three-star godly general!”

“He must’ve slain at least three Demon Kings or Dragon Kings.”

“That’s insane. He looks like he’s only level 53. How is he this strong?”

“No way he’s really level 53. He must be using some item to mask his level. I bet he’s at least level 83.”

“Mask, my ass. He’s really level 53.”