Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Lin Moyu noticed an unusual change within his soul world.

At some point, two small clusters of mist had appeared, slowly revolving around the Infinite Fusion law art star.

The clusters had yet to fully take shape, appearing illusory.

A soft radiance emitted by the Infinite Fusion law art star enveloped them, stabilizing their form.

As Lin Moyu recalled the function of Infinite Fusion, realization struck. These two clusters represented new law arts: Skeletal Divine General and Death Dragon Knight.

[Death Dragon Knight: a new law art created by fusing Bone Dragon with Death Knight, combining their strengths.]

[Skeletal Divine General: a new law art created by fusing Skeletal Divine Warrior, Skeletal Divine Mage, and Skeletal Divine Archer, combining their strengths.]

These were new law arts born from Infinite Fusion, still weak in their current state.

However, with continued use, they would gradually grow stronger and eventually condense into full-fledged law art stars.

Their power would rise accordingly.

Excitement stirred within Lin Moyu.

The possibilities of fusion were endless; countless law arts, perhaps even countless laws, could be created.

“This is a true ultimate law art...”

“Infinite possibilities. An infinite future.”

Though eager to create more law arts, he restrained himself. Law art creation required time, something he could not afford to waste right now.

Fortunately, during the skill demonstration, that mysterious being had already shown him several examples.

The Death Dragon Knight, the Skeletal Divine General, and the Elemental Giant were not his original creations; he had merely replicated them.

Beyond those, there was another law art, one that could invoke the law of time.

Lin Moyu activated Infinite Fusion again, merging Soul Incineration, Soul Curse, and Soul Poison.

Raising a finger, he pointed at Antares, and the law of time descended.

A single scale on Antares’s body began to decay, as though it had endured countless ages in an instant.

“The three-star law art soul attack is decent, enough to wound half-step Transcendent God-level.”

“The law of time is powerful, but you yourself are still too weak.”

“Against true Transcendental God-level, it won’t be effective.”

“Overall, it’s still inferior to your summon-type skills.”

After all, this was a three-star soul-type law art, far below his eight-star summon-type law art.

The three-star law art still couldn’t break the limits of his soul rank, so its power remained restricted.

Still, Lin Moyu was confident. As his soul rank increased, so too would the strength of the law art.

Sure enough, when he looked back into his soul world, a third incomplete cluster had appeared beside the Infinite Fusion law art star.

[Time Curse: formed by fusing Soul Incineration, Soul Curse, and Soul Poison. It invokes the law of time while retaining the effects of all three skills, accelerating the target’s flow of time. The maximum acceleration depends on the user’s soul rank.]

Just as he expected, his soul rank was the limiting factor.

Lin Moyu continued testing his remaining law arts.

By the end, he had a clear understanding of his current strength.

He now possessed the power to confront Transcendent God 1st tier directly.

Even if he couldn’t defeat Transcendent God 1st tier, he could at least protect himself.

Even Transcendental God 9th tier would find it extremely difficult to kill him.

And yet he was only level 88, with a soul rank of level 95. Such combat strength was terrifying.

With just a bit more power, he might even be able to slay Transcendental Gods.

Meanwhile, the chain reaction of his summon-type law arts finally came to a stop. The undead army had reached its limit.

Antares spoke in a peculiar tone, “You’ve finally settled down, brat.”

Lin Moyu smiled faintly, “I didn’t expect it to turn out like this either.”

Looking at the undead army blanketing both sky and ground, even Lin Moyu himself couldn’t estimate their number.

Before he could begin counting, Antares spoke again: “Don’t bother. I’ve already counted them.”

“The three skeleton types: 360,000 each.”

“The mounted units and large units: 180,000 each.”

“Bone Dragons are the fewest, only 50,000.”

Antares’s count was undoubtedly accurate.

That meant 1,080,000 standard skeletons, 360,000 Death Knights and Lich Generals combined, and 50,000 Bone Dragons.

Excluding the few Elemental Liches, the undead army now totaled 1.49 million, more than four times its previous size.

This surge in undead brought a complete upgrade for Lin Moyu.

His survivability and combat power had both transformed dramatically.

Now, even a True God 1st tier likely couldn’t destroy his entire undead army in a single strike.

His strength was no longer the same.

With a thought, Lin Moyu recalled all undead.

Dense black dots representing the undead appeared across several law art stars.

Lin Moyu mused, “So this is my current limit. Not the law arts’ limit, but the limit of my level.”

“As my level increases and my soul world expands, the law art stars will grow as well, able to contain far more undead.”

In the previous skill demonstrations, the undead had filled the sky—tens of millions, even 100 million.

The law arts themselves had no ceiling. Only he did.

With the clatter of bones gone, silence returned to the surroundings.

Antares let out a sigh, “Finally, some peace.”

Lin Moyu smiled faintly, “Then tell me, how do I bring out my talents?”

The method, created by the Heaven-Chosen, had once nearly led to their extinction.

To survive, they had been forced to reveal the method.

Antares chuckled, “It’s actually very simple. Not some profound secret; just crude and direct.”

“Simple in theory, but hard in practice. Few can actually do it.”

Lin Moyu looked intrigued, “Then tell me. I’ll try.”

Antares smiled mischievously, “Sure, give it a shot.”

“The method is this: let your soul main body enter the talent world and bring the talents out.”

“It’s basically the same as moving skill star cores. The only difference is that this time, your soul main body has to do it itself.”

Lin Moyu contemplated the difference.

Moving skill star cores relied on soul force, controlled through consciousness, while the soul main body itself remained still.

But moving talents required the soul main body to act directly.

He trusted Antares, but knew it wouldn’t be that simple.

The talent world lay deep within the soul, usually hidden from perception.

His soul world felt vast and boundless, both real and illusory.

What he normally occupied was only the surface. Reaching the depths would be another matter entirely.

Still, he had previously found the entrance to the talent world and remembered where it was located.

His soul main body stirred, slowly rising.

The moment it moved, the entire soul world rumbled.

As the soul world’s core, the soul main body was not meant to move easily.

Every motion sent ripples through the soul world.

At first, the sensation was jarring, but Lin Moyu adapted quickly.

Gradually, the soul main body accelerated, flying toward the depths of the soul world.