Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 397: The Crazy Ten Thousand Whys

When Lin Moyu and Zhou Lesheng first arrived at the Yuan Battlefield, they had met. Lin

At that time, Zhou Lesheng was only level 30, but now he had already completed his second job change.

His leveling speed was quite good.

However, Zhou Lesheng’s aura didn’t seem right, as if he hadn’t leveled up through normal means.

In Lin Moyu’s perception, his aura was very unstable, fluctuating wildly.

Zhou Lesheng sneered, “What do you mean by becoming a lackey of the Demon Worshippers? Don’t make it sound so bad. I’m just in a cooperative relationship with them.”

Lin Moyu showed a hint of disdain, “You, a mere level 40 Holy Light Knight, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with them?”

Zhou Lesheng laughed wildly, “Holy Light Knight? I’m now a Holy Word Knight, a mid-tier legendary Holy Word Knight.”

A single word difference, but the profession was a whole tier higher.

Zhou Lesheng’s laughter grew more maniacal, “Do you know what a Holy Word Knight is? You wouldn’t understand even if I told you. Let me show you instead!”

He looked at a knight who had retreated to the distance, coldly snorted, and uttered a word, “Slash!”

Without any visible movement, a sharp sword light swept out, striking the knight.

With a scream, the knight was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

A deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on his body.

Zhou Lesheng laughed crazily, “Did you see that? This is a Holy Word Knight, where words become law.”

Lin Moyu’s eyes showed pity.

In Zhou Lesheng’s eyes, being a Holy Word Knight seemed like the pinnacle, but he had no idea how high the heavens truly were.

Lin Moyu said, “You became a lackey of the Demon Worshippers and deliberately didn’t eat the fruit, intending to kill us all here, right?”

Zhou Lesheng chuckled, “That’s right.”

Lin Moyu continued, “But what good does it do to kill us? Everyone here is a genius from various families, each with a soul imprint. Even if we die, we can be resurrected.”

Lin Moyu’s words seemed to calm everyone down.

The previously tense atmosphere suddenly improved.

“That’s right, we have soul imprints. Even if we die, we can be resurrected.”

“At most, we’ll pay a price. Zhou Lesheng, when we get out, we’ll definitely kill you.”

“You’re finished, and your Zhou family is finished too.”

Zhou Lesheng let out a long “oh” and grinned, “Do you think I’ll give you a chance to be resurrected?” He took out a black stone.

It was the kind commonly used by Abyssal Demons.

With a cruel smile, Zhou Lesheng crushed the stone.

A barrier spread out, enveloping the area in an instant.

As the barrier formed, someone’s face changed dramatically and exclaimed, “No, it’s the Abyssal Demon’s Soul Extinguishing Barrier.” Faces turned pale, “We’re finished, we’re going to die here, and we can’t be resurrected.” The Soul Extinguishing Barrier could destroy the souls of the dead.

In the Soul Extinguishing Barrier, even with a soul imprint, resurrection was impossible.

Zhou Lesheng’s laughter grew more maniacal, “Fear, tremble, you’re all going to die soon.”

He looked at Ning Yiyi, Mo Yun, and Lin Mohan with evil intent, licking his lips, “Before I kill you, I’ll have my fun.”

Lin Mohan chuckled, “Just you? Xiaoyu, kill him.”

Lin Moyu was already filled with killing intent, a platinum-grade longsword appearing in his hand.

The sword’s attributes didn’t matter to Lin Moyu, as long as it was sharp enough.

Zhou Lesheng was a Holy Word Knight, a mid-tier legendary profession, level 40.

His total attributes should be around 60,000.

Lin Moyu’s current attributes were 40,000, a difference of 20,000.

Moreover, Zhou Lesheng’s skills were not sealed, while Lin Moyu’s skills were all sealed.

Despite the significant difference, Lin Moyu was still confident in killing him.

Holding the sword, Lin Moyu walked step by step towards Zhou Lesheng.

To others, it seemed like Lin Moyu was crazy.

Zhou Lesheng also thought Lin Moyu was crazy, laughing even more maniacally, “You’re a mage, and you want to fight me with a sword? Are you out of your mind?”

No one noticed that Lin Moyu was not affected by the Freezing Halo at all.

“I originally planned to kill you last, but now I’ve changed my mind! Die, Slash!”

As a Holy Word Knight, just speaking the word could activate a skill.

A sharp sword light slashed towards Lin Moyu, a strike that would either kill or severely injure him.

As the sword light approached, Lin Moyu casually sidestepped, narrowly avoiding it.

Zhou Lesheng’s face changed dramatically, and he sent out two more sword lights, both easily dodged by Lin Moyu.

“Impossible!”

Zhou Lesheng couldn’t believe how Lin Moyu avoided them.

At this moment, Lin Moyu was only five meters away from Zhou Lesheng.

With a slight push of his foot, Lin Moyu shot forward like lightning, appearing in front of Zhou Lesheng in an instant, thrusting his sword.

Zhou Lesheng roared, “Die!”

Skill: Cross Slash!

Skill: Holy Fire Halo!

His knight’s sword swept out, filling the air with sword light, while a flaming halo appeared at his feet.

In an instant, everyone felt a burning sensation, a dual attack of ice and fire, very uncomfortable.

Everyone took out potions and started drinking.

Lin Moyu ignored the sword light and the Holy Fire Halo.

His sword aimed at the exposed neck of Zhou Lesheng, thrusting down.

It was a move that showed he was ready to die together.

Zhou Lesheng wore a cruel smile, confident that his attack would tear Lin Moyu to pieces.

As for Lin Moyu’s attack, he ignored it.

A mere mage with a few hundred attributes, what harm could he do?

His defense was so strong that he could stand still and let Lin Moyu attack without worry.

The next second, his eyes widened in shock, retreating hastily.

Lin Moyu’s sword had pierced through his defense. If he had reacted a bit slower, the sword would have stabbed into his neck.

Lin Moyu had dodged his Cross Slash at the last moment without affecting his own attack.

Lin Moyu, filled with killing intent, quickly followed, his speed matching Zhou Lesheng’s.

The sword thrust again, its momentum terrifying, making Zhou Lesheng panic.

Zhou Lesheng swung his sword to block, and their swords clashed. He found that Lin Moyu’s strength was not much weaker than his own.

Zhou Lesheng screamed, “You didn’t eat the fruit?”

“No, you did eat it. Why are your attributes still so strong?”

“Why can you ignore my halo’s control?”

“Aren’t you a mage? Why, why!”

At this moment, Zhou Lesheng became a crazy “Ten Thousand Whys.”

Lin Moyu, having undergone the trials of the Divine Summer Tower, was well-versed in all professions.

Knight combat techniques were second nature to him.

Even without skills, he could still launch powerful attacks.

The fruit sealed skills, but passive skills remained effective.

With over 19,000 skeletons sharing damage with Lin Moyu.

And with status immunity, he ignored all control effects.

Such a Lin Moyu was not easy to kill.

Swords clashed continuously, producing a ringing sound.

Zhou Lesheng grew more alarmed as they fought, realizing that Lin Moyu’s swordsmanship was superior to his own.

“How is this possible? He’s clearly a mage!”

A mage with better swordsmanship than a knight was unbelievable.

Seeing Lin Moyu gaining the upper hand, the onlookers cheered.

They had hope again.

“General Lin, kill him.”

“General Lin, go! Kill this bastard.”

In a flash, they had exchanged dozens of blows. Zhou Lesheng realized that while Lin Moyu was formidable, his attributes were still inferior.

Moreover, Lin Moyu couldn’t use skills.

He grinned again, confident that he would win in the end.

“This time, you will die!”

He roared internally.

Skill: Holy Annihilation Slash!

Sword light exploded, filling the air with hundreds of sword energies, enveloping Lin Moyu.

There was no escape!

“It’s over!”

“He’s doomed.”

Despair filled the faces of the onlookers.

The hope they had just felt was extinguished.

No one believed Lin Moyu could survive such an attack.

Although Lin Moyu had been impressive, his combat skills had given them hope. General Lin was indeed worthy of his reputation.

But now, they realized that hope was gone.

Sword light engulfed Lin Moyu.

Zhou Lesheng laughed maniacally, “He’s dead now.”

Amidst the sea of sword light, a sword silently pierced through, stabbing into Zhou Lesheng’s body as he laughed.

His laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Lin Moyu emerging from the sword light in disbelief.

At that moment, he seemed to see the most terrifying thing in the world.

Lin Moyu’s expression was solemn, looking at him as if he were already dead.

This sword wasn’t enough to kill him, only to severely injure him.

Lin Moyu’s left hand produced another sword, thrusting it towards Zhou Lesheng’s neck.

Zhou Lesheng’s face filled with terror, his body glowing as he prepared to use the knight’s signature skill, Extreme Defense.

Boom!

Terrifying killing intent descended upon Zhou Lesheng, the Domain Spirit Stone continuously spinning.

Zhou Lesheng saw multiple illusions, and his Extreme Defense was interrupted.

He stood frozen.

Lin Moyu’s sword pierced his neck in an instant.

Blood spurted out.

Professionals were not ordinary people; this strike alone couldn’t kill him.

Lin Moyu’s strength was just enough to break his defense.

To kill him, two strikes were not enough.

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