Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 412: My Words Are Evidence**

Solo dungeon runs significantly increased efficiency. Lin not only doubled the experience gained but also sped up the dungeon clearing process. Previously, when he was with Ning Yiyi, they chatted and laughed, and although the speed wasn’t slow, it wasn’t entirely efficient either.

Now, alone, Lin Moyu transformed into a relentless monster-slaying machine. He swept through the dungeons, leaving no undead behind, and his experience points increased rapidly, with astonishing efficiency.

Each dungeon run increased his experience by about 8%, averaging one run per hour. At this rate, he could level up in half a day. However, Lin Moyu knew that this leveling speed was only sustainable up to level 50. Once he reached level 50, without high-experience dungeons like the “Beast God Plateau,” the leveling speed would drastically decrease. At that point, each dungeon run might only yield 2% to 3% experience, requiring dozens of runs to level up, which would be exhausting.

At this moment, Lin Moyu envied his sister, Lin Mohan. Lin Mohan’s talent allowed her to increase her leveling speed, and as her level increased, her talent would also upgrade, making her leveling speed faster and faster. Lin Moyu estimated that by the time he reached level 70 and underwent his third class change, Lin Mohan could already achieve godhood. He had no doubt about his sister’s potential. Knowing her capabilities, he was confident that she could meet the high standards and expectations placed on her.

While Lin Moyu was diligently leveling up, a bloody storm was brewing in the Shenxia Empire. Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan, who had been preparing for years, finally made their move. When they acted, it was like a thunderbolt.

The military was the first to act. Meng Anwen, along with the main body of the Shenxia Tower, and Bai Yiyuan arrived at Fortress No. 9. This fortress was the frontline of the Shenxia Empire’s defense, housing the most elite troops. No one here was below level 60. A level 60 high-level professional was just a soldier here, and a level 70 top-level professional could only be a team leader.

As they arrived, a pitch-black tower slowly rose from the fortress, confronting the Shenxia Tower. The Demon-Slaying Tower and the Shenxia Tower were both legendary weapons of the Shenxia Empire, equally matched.

The military had its factions. Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan represented one faction, while another group represented a different faction. Although they usually didn’t get along, they cooperated sincerely during battles, creating a strange relationship.

Meng Anwen and Bai Yiyuan’s faction mainly gathered at Fortress No. 8, while Fortress No. 9 was dominated by the other faction.

Bai Yiyuan’s voice echoed throughout the fortress, “Those whose names I call, step forward.”

As names were called, those named trembled, their faces pale. Bai Yiyuan held a list with over a dozen names, all high-ranking military officials.

“Shut up! Bai Yiyuan, what are you doing here again?” An angry roar came from the fortress, drowning out Bai Yiyuan’s voice. Three figures with terrifying auras rose into the air, glaring at Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen. Each wore a purple military insignia, all were divine generals. One was a four-star general, and the other two were three-star generals, slightly inferior to Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen.

Bai Yiyuan had been a five-star general but had been demoted to four stars after helping Lin Moyu in the Hall of Heroes. After killing the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, he regained his five-star status. However, among divine generals, their status was equivalent, and the three generals in Fortress No. 9 could stand on equal footing with Bai Yiyuan.

Wang Lin, a three-star general and level 92 divine knight, Wei Cang, a three-star general and level 92 divine warrior, and Xia Shize, a four-star general and level 93 divine mage, were among them. Wang Lin had been reprimanded by Meng Anwen at the Xiajing Academy.

Meng Anwen’s eyes narrowed, maliciously focusing on Wang Lin, making him shiver. However, remembering the Demon-Slaying Tower behind him, he boldly met Meng Anwen’s gaze. Meng Anwen smiled, as if saying, “You’ve got guts.”

Bai Yiyuan coldly said, “The people on this list are members of the Demon Worship Society.”

“You’re talking nonsense!” Xia Shize shouted angrily, “What evidence do you have?”

Several of the named individuals were Xia Shize’s people. If they were members of the Demon Worship Society, it implied he might also be involved.

Bai Yiyuan sneered, “Xia Shize, you must have been here too long, your brain has stiffened. Have you forgotten what I do?”

Xia Shize was shocked, suddenly remembering Bai Yiyuan’s other identity. Wang Lin and Wei Cang also realized something, their faces changing.

Bai Yiyuan usually didn’t interfere with military affairs, acting like a hands-off manager. However, those at their level knew Bai Yiyuan controlled a highly secretive military unit. This unit was hidden within the military, the empire, and even among civilians, responsible for intelligence gathering. Bai Yiyuan had the most extensive intelligence network in the country, established to combat the Demon Worship Society. If Bai Yiyuan said someone on the list was problematic, it was likely true.

Although Xia Shize mostly believed it, he still argued, “Do you have evidence?”

Bai Yiyuan laughed coldly, “My words are evidence. Now, I intend to kill. Will you stop me or step aside?” Bai Yiyuan’s killing intent surged, and his powerful aura as a level 95 divine general overwhelmed the three, making them realize they were no match for him.

Suddenly, the fortress shook violently. An aura equal to Bai Yiyuan’s rose from within the fortress. “Bai Shen, no need to get angry!” An elderly voice sounded. An old man with white hair slowly ascended, standing before Xia Shize, blocking Bai Yiyuan’s aura.

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “Old man, you’re really here. I wasn’t sure when I received the intel.”

The old man, Ye Hao, was also a level 95 divine general, a five-star general, and a figure from Bai Yiyuan’s father’s generation. Ye Hao sighed, “I haven’t left here for years.”

Bai Yiyuan’s eyes gleamed with battle intent, “So, are you going to stop me?”

Ye Hao shook his head, “Since Bai Shen has thoroughly investigated, there must be no mistake. Even if there is, Bai Shen will give us an explanation.”

Bai Yiyuan laughed, “You understand the rules. Evidence will come later. I, Bai Yiyuan, won’t kill the wrong people.”

Ye Hao extended his hand, “Please proceed, Bai Shen.”

Bai Yiyuan flew to the top of the fortress, his aura enveloping it. “By the order of the divine general, all human warriors, draw your weapons. Arrest everyone I name. If they resist, kill them on the spot!”

As his voice fell, all soldiers drew their weapons. Before Bai Yiyuan could call out the names again, those named tried to escape. But they couldn’t. All teleportation devices were disabled, and the Shenxia Tower had locked the space. Soldiers moved in, killing any who resisted. Bai Yiyuan’s voice echoed, and the fortress was filled with killing intent, the sounds of battle, and the smell of blood. No one could escape.

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