Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 1279: The Former God Kings, Cemetery Cleaners**

In the cemetery across the gravel path, a figure suddenly appeared. Lin Moyu was certain that the figure had appeared out of nowhere. If it had been there before, he would have noticed it.

He had been constantly observing the cemetery, and nothing could escape his eyes. In the predominantly pale cemetery, the appearance of a black figure was very conspicuous. As the figure appeared, Lin Moyu felt a tremor in his heart.

He lost contact with the three skeleton god generals. Lin Moyu was slightly shocked. At any time, he could always sense the presence of his skeletons, no matter how far away they were. Even if they were in different spaces and he couldn’t establish a connection or give commands, he could still sense their existence.

But at this moment, he completely lost contact with the skeletons.

“Dead?”

“No, even if they were killed instantly, it wouldn’t be like this.”

The simplest way to verify if the skeletons were still alive was to try summoning new skeleton god generals. The summoning failed, and the slots for the skeleton god generals were not freed up. This indicated that the three skeleton god generals were still alive and had not died. They were truly out of contact.

Lin Moyu felt a sense of caution rising in his heart. He realized that it was possible for him to lose contact with his skeletons. His expression became extremely serious. “If that’s the case, if I encounter an enemy who can sever the connection with my skeletons in the future, the combat power of my undead army will be greatly reduced.”

The undead army accounted for at least half of his strength. If an enemy targeted this weakness…

Lin Moyu thought deeply and far ahead. As his strength grew, he became more aware of this point. In battles between strong individuals, even the slightest difference could be fatal. Any negligence or weakness could lead to death and destruction.

“It seems that no matter what, I have to go in.”

Lin Moyu was extremely curious about the ancient secrets and indeed wanted to explore. But it wasn’t a necessity. If there was real danger, he would decisively give up. However, now he had no choice but to go in. Not knowing the reason for the skeletons’ loss of contact made him uneasy.

Lin Moyu focused his attention on the newly appeared figure. In just a short while, the number of figures increased, and several more appeared. Not only did figures appear in the cemetery across the gravel path, but also in the cemetery beside him.

The black figures were somewhat illusory, only discernible as human shapes, but their faces were unclear. They ignored Lin Moyu and continued doing their tasks. Lin Moyu watched them and soon saw what they were doing. They were cleaning the cemetery.

Some were wiping the coffins, while others were sweeping the cemetery grounds. The cemetery had white floating dust and fallen leaves from the nearby forest, which they cleaned meticulously. However, the floating dust and falling leaves were endless, making the cleaning work never-ending.

The black figures did not communicate with each other, each performing their tasks with clear division of labor. They seemed wooden but were extremely diligent and serious in their cleaning. The black figures were illusory, appearing to wear uniform work clothes, but their internal forms varied greatly.

Lin Moyu pondered for a moment and finally realized the identity of these cleaners. They were the missing god kings from various races, now turned into cemetery cleaners. Lin Moyu couldn’t help but wonder if he would become like them, a cemetery cleaner, if he went in.

For a moment, he felt an impulse to turn around and leave, not even caring about the three skeleton god generals trapped inside. But the next second, Lin Moyu stopped. He couldn’t just leave. For his own sake and for the skeletons, he had to enter the cemetery. Moreover, he had confidence in himself. He was not an ordinary god king.

In a desperate situation, he could unleash power comparable to a god sovereign, not entirely powerless. Taking a deep breath, Lin Moyu stepped into the cemetery beside him. With one step, he felt as if he had entered another world. The mysterious aura of the cemetery enveloped him instantly.

Lin Moyu looked around and found himself inside the cemetery, not at the edge but directly in the middle. Coffins were densely packed around him, with narrow paths between them for one person to pass through. The distant mountain was still visible, allowing him to orient himself.

However, Lin Moyu did not move rashly. In an unknown situation, acting hastily was unsafe. The previously lost connection with the three skeleton god generals was restored. With a thought, the three skeletons quickly approached Lin Moyu, soon appearing in his sight.

The three skeletons were not far from him. They had not actually entered the gravel path or the cemetery beyond it. They had been in the same cemetery all along. Lin Moyu breathed a sigh of relief. “It seems that the cemetery and the gravel path are actually one entity.”

“The skeletons can move freely inside but lose contact with the outside world.”

“This place is like an independent world.”

Unlike the relationship between a small world and the great world, where the small world is independent but still dependent on the great world, this cemetery seemed like a truly independent small world with its own rules.

Thinking of this, Lin Moyu tried to mobilize his power and found that his physical and law powers were still present. Although his power seemed intact, Lin Moyu was not pleased. This place felt exactly like the mysterious manor. The laws were still there, but their effects were greatly weakened, making little difference whether they existed or not.

Perhaps his level and realm were also restricted, but since he was only at the seventh level of a true god, he didn’t feel it. His ability to fight across realms had always been his advantage. Seeing the three skeletons, Lin Moyu did not let them come closer. Instead, he released more skeletons, sending thousands of them in all directions.

The skeletons continuously transmitted information back. Although the information was repetitive, Lin Moyu noticed something unusual. The skeletons saw endless coffins and occasionally encountered black figures. The black figures ignored the skeletons and continued their tasks.

Lin Moyu finally saw the true nature of these black figures. They were indeed god kings from various races, including demons, golden eagles, bull demons, humans, and more. Without exception, these god kings had lost their physical bodies, leaving only their souls. Their soul flames were still strong, and their souls were intact, but they were wooden and devoid of intelligence.

A mysterious force surrounded them, controlling the black figures and making them perform cleaning tasks. Lin Moyu grew more cautious. As time passed, the skeletons ran farther, expanding their range of vision. Suddenly, several skeletons came towards him.

Lin Moyu was slightly puzzled. All the skeletons had been sent in different directions, so how could they be coming towards him? There was only one possibility: they had circled the entire cemetery. The cemetery had no boundaries, no gravel path, and no entrance from where he had come.

The cemetery was vast but not infinite. Lin Moyu realized he was trapped inside.