Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 306: Since You Want to Brag, Then Brag to the Extreme

Book Chapter 306: Since You Want to Brag, Then Brag to the Extreme

Man proposes, God disposes. White Yi Yuan told Lin Muyu to put away his military badge.

But Lin Muyu ended up being lonely.

The news about Lin Muyu had already spread throughout the ancient battlefield.

At that time, there were also people from the Creation Academy in Fortress No. 6.

They also brought the news back to the Creation Academy.

Soon after, the whole world knew about Lin Muyu’s great deeds.

They knew that the Shenxia Empire had produced a level 37 god general.

One man annihilated an entire army, single-handedly killed a level 70 dragon warlord, and forced the dragon warlord to self-destruct.

And he himself returned unscathed.

How powerful the undead legion was, and even without the undead legion, Lin Muyu’s skills were extremely powerful.

In just a few days, the rumors grew more and more exaggerated, almost elevating Lin Muyu to godhood.

In the White God Courtyard, Meng Anwen’s voice was as calm as ever, “Aren’t you going to step in and manage it? If this continues, Lin will become a god.”

White Yi Yuan laughed heartily, “Just let them brag, the more godly they make him out to be, the better. And I’m not completely uninvolved, I’ve just changed my method.”

Meng Anwen glanced at him sideways, “You…”

“Has Lin been in the Creation Academy these days?”

“Yes, he’s been reading books. He had a few close calls in the Ancient Battlefield, especially with the Abyss Phantoms, and he almost lost his way.”

“This kid knows his own shortcomings, so this time he plans to make up for it by thoroughly learning about the abyss.”

White Yi Yuan said with a hint of pride in his tone. He fully approved of Lin Muyu’s approach.

An excellent professional must know both themselves and their enemy.

Even if Lin Muyu didn’t say it, he would have made this requirement.

Now that Lin Muyu had taken the initiative to do it, he was naturally pleased to have such a disciple.

Meng Anwen smiled faintly, “Do you want me to help fan the winds outside?”

White Yi Yuan laughed, “That would be even better. After all, I have few friends, so I can’t do much in that regard.”

Meng Anwen laughed, “That’s because you always offend people.”

Lin Muyu had already been hyped up to godlike levels, even to the point where some said he had the strength to fight the Demon King one-on-one.

For several days in a row, the bragging grew more and more exaggerated and unrealistic.

There were even people who made up all kinds of strange stories, saying that Lin Muyu really did go to the Abyss World to fight the Demon King one-on-one. All kinds of bizarre stories spread throughout the world.

True or false, it became difficult to distinguish.

Gradually, some people realized that something was amiss.

It seemed like there was a hidden hand behind the scenes, pushing the balloon about Lin Muyu bigger and bigger.

Until one day, the balloon finally burst.

Most people realized that the stories about Lin Muyu were lies.

In fact, Lin Muyu was not as powerful as the stories claimed.

The only true part was the segment about the Professional Competition.

As for the rest, true or false, it was impossible to discern.

Most people instinctively felt that the latter part of the stories was false.

After all, a level 37 god general was simply unbelievable.

White Yi Yuan wore a mischievous grin, “Instead of stopping the rumors, it’s better to push them to the point where no one believes them anymore. Then the rumors will dispel themselves.”

Meng Anwen said in a low voice, “It’s not entirely rumors.”

“Does it matter? True or false, there’s no need to discern. I only know that someone wants to use this to hype up and slander my disciple, so I’ll just play along with them.”

A faint killing intent emanated from White Yi Yuan, “The Demon Worshipping Sect, those dirty rats are crawling out again.”

For more than ten days, Lin Muyu didn’t leave the library of the Creation Academy.

There were too many books in the library, even the ones about the Abyss World numbered in the hundreds.

Lin Muyu connected and combined the contents of the books, gradually forming a knowledge system about the Abyss World in his mind.

The abyss was far crueler than the human race, with the law of the jungle prevailing – the strong devouring the weak.

They were divided into different levels based on bloodline, from low to noble: ordinary monsters, ordinary demons, elite demons, and lord demons.

Based on level, there were low-level demons, high-level demons, top-level demons, and demon kings.

In addition, there were also some special demons, such as the Abyss Phantoms and Abyss Fire Spirits.

The entire Abyss World was extremely complex, far more so than the human race.

Elite demons were equivalent to legendary professionals among humans.

And lord demons were extremely powerful hidden professions.

Like the Crimson Moon Demon he had encountered before, it was an elite demon.

Its strength far surpassed ordinary demons of the same level.

Lin Muyu also understood the evolution process of demons.

Regardless of the type of demon, their ultimate evolution was to become a Demon King.

A Demon King was a god-level existence in the human race.

But there was still a considerable difference between a Demon King evolved from an ordinary demon and one evolved from an elite demon.

The materials clearly stated that the Flame Demon King was evolved from an ordinary demon.

While the Succubus Queen was evolved from an elite demon.

Their strength and status differed greatly.

Lin Muyu closed the book and pondered with his eyes closed.

“No wonder that top-level succubus was so powerful, able to fight against the [Ancient Phoenix]. It turns out it was an elite demon.”

The succubus clan was an elite demon clan.

The higher their level, the stronger their elite demon bloodline.

The strength of the Succubus Queen ranked among the top ten Demon Kings in the abyss.

Among the top ten Demon Kings recorded by the human race, only five were included.

The strongest was ranked fourth, the Black Demon King.

When Lin Muyu saw the Black Demon King, he thought of the Black Demon Prince he had forced to self-destruct before.

He never expected it to be a descendant of the Demon King.

Lin Muyu had a feeling that the Black Demon Prince was not dead, and had likely been reborn through a soul imprint.

The human race’s soul imprint rebirth method was learned from the abyss demons.

If humans could be reborn, then as a descendant of the Demon King, it could naturally do the same.

It seemed they would have a chance to clash again in the future.

“If I could kill you once, I can kill you a second time, a third time.”

He stood up and put all the books on the table back on the shelves, then took out some new books.

This time, they were about the dragon race. Lin Muyu once again immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge…

The winds outside had nothing to do with him.

Lin Muyu was like a tree rooted in the library, making up for a vast amount of knowledge.

His level 37 divine power provided him with tremendous recovery ability.

Allowing Lin Muyu to study tirelessly while maintaining abundant energy.

The students of the Creation Academy were all dumbfounded.

Since joining the academy, Lin Muyu never attended classes or training sessions, spending all his time in the library.

He was completely self-studying.

But self-study could never be as good as having a teacher.

In addition to his exaggerated legendary name, they also labeled Lin Muyu as a weirdo.

A month later, the rumors about Lin Muyu gradually subsided in the outside world.

People had found a new focus.

The dragon race’s new base in the ancient battlefield was officially established. The dragon race spared no expense, building nine military bases at once, surrounding the central royal city.

The entire dragon race base covered an area of over a thousand kilometers.

Upon its completion, a massive defensive formation connected the entire base into one piece.

This area now belonged to the dragon race.

One dragon army after another marched in, their momentum formidable.

After being away for over a thousand years, the dragon race had returned with full force this time.

On the day the base was established, a giant phantom appeared in the dragon royal city, and a dragon sovereign descended.

With a single command from it, the dragon army surged out of the base, charging straight towards the abyss.

The dragon race’s base was located closer to the entrance of the abyss, and a great battle unfolded there.

The dragon sovereign also descended into the abyss, clashing fiercely with the Demon Kings of the abyss.

It was said that more than one dragon sovereign had been deployed.

A month ago, when the dragon race returned, they had simultaneously attacked both the human race and the abyss.

The scale back then was already not small, but compared to this time, it was like a small shrimp seeing a whale.

The dragon race’s massive attack on the abyss was to avenge the grievance from a thousand years ago.

After defeating the abyss, they would certainly attack the human race again.

The previous attack was just an appetizer, and this was the real war.

The clouds of war had gathered overhead.

People’s attention had also shifted to the impending war between races.

The entire race was preparing for war!

Lin Muyu, in the library, was oblivious to all of this.

Until his communication device on his wrist vibrated, waking him up.

He checked the time and realized that over a month had passed without him realizing it.

In this month, he had read hundreds of books.

Not only did he absorb the knowledge from the books, but he also integrated and connected this knowledge.

He gained a deep understanding of the abyss demons and the dragon race, forming his own systematic knowledge.

Perhaps it was still not comparable to the erudite predecessors, but it was already far superior to most students.

He would never again encounter a situation like the Abyss Phantom.

The communication device rang, “Dean Mo, what’s the matter?”

Dean Mo Xinghe’s deep voice came through the communicator, “God General Lin, my apologies for the disturbance, but could you come out for a moment?”

Lin Muyu raised his head and saw Mo Xinghe standing outside the library through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.