Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 3107: Divine Rune Army, Third-Class Soldier

Origin-level technique: Gather Power!

Lin Moyu didn’t summon his undead army, deciding to act personally.

Because he didn’t know if completing the task with the undead army would count as over-fulfillment. If it didn’t count, his earlier efforts would have been in vain.

So he decided to do it himself.

There were no outsiders here, so he could use origin-level techniques without reservation.

His realm rose rapidly, quickly reaching sixth-level Dao Venerable.

Combined with the Power Dao and the enhancement provided to the armor by the formation, his combat power was approaching seventh-level Dao Venerable.

He could actually continue to rise, breaking through to seventh-level Dao Venerable. One-punching that winged monster to death wouldn’t be a problem.

But there was no need, and it might not necessarily be good.

The current state, just surpassing that monster, was what Lin Moyu considered the best state.

Lin Moyu clearly remembered that his task was to guard the Blue Stone Bridge, to assist the army in defending the Blue Stone Bridge.

Two very important words were “assist”, not to take over as the host.

Lin Moyu flew into the sky, fighting together with the officer.

He firmly remembered the word “assist”, never overshadowing the host, with everything led by the officer, only acting when he should.

With his help, the officer’s pressure greatly reduced. He began to turn from a disadvantage to an advantage, gradually suppressing the opponent.

After fighting like this for several minutes, that winged monster suddenly let out a scream, turning to fly towards the bridge below.

It fled, just as Lin Moyu had predicted.

Originally it would have fled anyway, just the time of escape was brought forward.

Lin Moyu was very clear that guarding the Blue Stone Bridge would be completed whether he participated or not.

It’s just that his participation reduced the army’s casualties and shortened the duration of the entire battle.

“The task should be considered completed, right?” Lin Moyu thought to himself as he descended from the air, returning to his original position.

The officer also slowly descended from the air, planting his battle blade in the ground. The formation, accompanied by a rumbling sound, gradually stopped.

At this time, Lin Moyu saw a vortex appear at the other end of the bridge.

That was the exit. Through the vortex he could enter the mid-level area.

Lin Moyu knew his task was completed.

But he didn’t immediately go over, instead waiting quietly.

A moment later, the officer suddenly walked towards Lin Moyu.

Since entering the Blue Stone Bridge, apart from when battling the monster, the officer had never left his position.

His position was one of the formation eyes. He had to control the formation there and wouldn’t move easily.

But now he moved.

He came before Lin Moyu, raising his armor-wrapped hand. Light flashed, converging into a square seal.

This seal was only palm-sized, very exquisite.

Then several characters appeared on the seal.

On one side appeared the character for “duty”.

On the corresponding other side appeared the character for “three”.

The left and right sides were inscribed with some runes Lin Moyu didn’t recognize, very similar to the runes on the Blue Stone Bridge formation.

Then at the bottom of the seal appeared two more characters: “Twelve”.

The officer handed the seal to Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu took it, and a stream of information flowed from the seal:

“Divine Rune Army, Third-Class Soldier.”

This seal represented Lin Moyu’s identity, his identity in the ancient battlefield.

The army he belonged to was called the Divine Rune Army.

He was now a third-class soldier, not the worst, but a relatively low-level existence.

Any lower would be soldiers without rank; he was slightly better.

Lin Moyu understood that if he had merely completed the task, there would be no seal.

It was because he over-fulfilled the task that he received the seal.

As for what use obtaining the seal had, there was no explanation.

This ancient battlefield that had existed for countless years and been dormant for countless years – many things had to be analyzed and understood by oneself. There would no longer be anyone to explain things.

After handing the seal to Lin Moyu, the officer raised his hand pointing towards the vortex, indicating Lin Moyu could leave.

Lin Moyu gave a military salute to the officer before walking towards the vortex.

The moment he stepped off the Blue Stone Bridge, the armor and long spear on his body simultaneously disappeared, but the seal in his hand didn’t vanish.

Entering the vortex, he was teleported away from the Blue Stone Bridge.

The scene before his eyes again changed from blurry to clear. Lin Moyu experienced a very brief teleportation.

The aura of the ancient battlefield surged from all directions. Lin Moyu knew he had entered the mid-level area. The aura here was stronger than the low-level area, and also more dangerous.

He looked back towards where the Blue Stone Bridge was. Through the invisible space barrier, he could clearly see the Blue Stone Bridge.

Under the influence of the space barrier, the Blue Stone Bridge seen now wasn’t real – it was very small, and there were only a hundred guards on it.

Only by entering inside the barrier could one truly see the Blue Stone Bridge clearly.

Lin Moyu looked at the small seal in his hand, muttering to himself, “Could it be that one of the two sides in the great battle back then was the Bloody Legion?”

“Where exactly did this Bloody Legion come from?”

Lin Moyu felt the prehistoric war was becoming more and more confusing.

He had thought it was a war between the Outer Gods and the Origin Continent.

But now it seemed not so simple. Besides the Outer Gods, there was now the Bloody Legion.

Was there any connection between the two?

For now it was just speculation; everything was unknown.

What exactly happened in prehistoric times could only be known by exploring step by step.

The “soldier” and “three” on the seal were already understood. What did the “twelve” at the bottom represent?

“Normally, the bottom of the seal should be the user’s name, but I don’t have a name here, only a number.”

“Based on this reasoning, twelve should be a number. I’m number twelve.”

“Then, does this mean that before me, eleven people obtained seals?”

“But in the information I obtained, there was nothing related to seals. Does this mean these eleven people didn’t reveal information about the seals?”

“For this Ancient Battle Secret Realm opening, are these people also among them?”

Lin Moyu felt things were getting more and more interesting. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but rise slightly, revealing a smile.

Having made a discovery yet not speaking out, there must be secrets contained within.

Lin Moyu held the seal in his hand without putting it away, then sent out skeleton generals to begin exploring the mid-level area.

Since he had obtained the seal and become a member of the Divine Rune Army, it meant this seal must have use in the ancient battlefield, so it couldn’t be put away.

Because of the long passage of time, to unravel the secrets within, one must pay attention to every detail.

The mid-level area was very quiet. Most cultivators, after entering, would enter nearby secret realms to explore.

As such, the areas outside the secret realms rarely saw other people.

The skeleton generals saw many secret realms along the way but ignored them all. Their task was to find the path to the high-level area.

The high-level area was Lin Moyu’s goal for this trip, and also the most likely place to obtain treasure boxes.

Roar!

A beast’s roar echoed across the battlefield, powerful force sweeping across a large area.

A skeleton general was suddenly killed by a monster that rushed out from a secret realm.

The whole process was without warning, coming extremely suddenly. The skeleton general had no time to react before being slashed to pieces.