Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The Lightning Burial Canyon didn’t completely collapse after the fall of the Lightning God.

Though she was gone, the power she left behind continued to sustain the canyon.

The small square outside the Lightning God’s tomb remained intact, and any fortunate soul who reached it could still claim a reward.

However, no one could ever again enter the Lightning God’s tomb or lay eyes on her palace.

Now, Lightning Grasses grew throughout the canyon, swaying within the crackling arcs of lightning.

“It’s time to go.”

Lin Moyu cast one final glance at the collapsed cavern. But just as he turned to leave, he abruptly stopped.

Behind the mountain’s rubble, a stone stele caught his eye.

His gaze sharpened. Without hesitation, he flew toward it at full speed.

The stele, once hidden within the mountain, had only been exposed after the collapse.

Its surface was covered in intricate runes drawn in a flowing style, impossible to decipher, yet clearly extraordinary.

Lin Moyu couldn’t read them, but he didn’t need to. Knowing what it was would suffice.

Never had he imagined that a Primordial Rune would lie concealed within the mountain. He had nearly missed it.

With a nudge of his spirit force, the stone stele activated.

The stele flowed like liquid into his body, and a crimson beam shot skyward.

Only those who had personally experienced it could understand the true power of a Primordial Rune.

The character granted him the Enhance Troops skill, which that had saved his life countless times and helped him slay formidable enemies.

If he could acquire another skill of equal strength…

A red beam shot into the sky, immediately drawing the attention of countless people.

Everyone knew what the red beam signified. For the next ten days, its bearer would become a target.

But unlike before, when others came hunting him, this time a murderous gleam flickered in Lin Moyu’s eyes.

“It’s time for another slaughter. This time, I’ll be the one hunting.”

With the red beam blazing overhead, Lin Moyu’s Lightning Deathwings fluttered, and he shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

When he first arrived on the Wind-Lightning Continent, he had been attacked by the Dragonkind.

At that time, he had resolved that once his affairs with Antares were settled, he would head to the Dragonkind base to investigate.

He needed to uncover what they were planning, and whether their Battle General Puppets could be mass-produced.

If mass production was possible, it would spell disaster for humanity.

While Lin Moyu himself might not fear them, many top-level human class users in the military would face grave danger on the battlefield.

Even before his departure for the Immemorial Battlefield, rumors of the Dragonkind’s preparations for war had already begun to circulate.

War was imminent.

The Dragonkind, silent for a millennium, had only waged two relatively small wars since their return.

But they wouldn’t stop there. They were clearly preparing for a much larger conflict.

The hatred between the two races ran too deep to be so easily erased.

Flying low, Lin Moyu remained vigilant, cautiously looking for the Wind Petals.

Their behavior was unusual, and for now, he had no intention of provoking the swarms.

Lin Moyu continuously checked the map, changing directions again and again.

He was searching for the Dragonkind. At the same time, both the Dragonkind and the Demons were hunting him.

The red beam of the Primordial Rune was far too conspicuous. Like moths drawn to a flame, the Dragonkind and Demons swarmed toward it.

When they discovered that the one who possessed the Primordial Rune was merely a level 52 human class user, excitement clouded their reason.

None of them paused to consider why a level 52 human was in the lower layer, or how he had managed to obtain a Primordial Rune.

Was a Primordial Rune something one could simply stumble upon?

Driven by greed, they charged in without caution, only to meet Lin Moyu’s butcher’s knife.

Lin Moyu was met with one ambush after another, and each time, he slaughtered every attacker, steadily accumulating EXP.

By now, military merit meant little to him.

No matter how much he earned, it couldn’t elevate his general star rank.

Only by slaying powerful beings—Demon Kings and Dragonkind Kings—could his general star rank continue to advance.

And even then, a single kill wouldn’t suffice.

As a three-star godly general, he needed to slay four such powerhouses to reach four-star godly general.

Though he only had a vague sense of the Dragonkind base’s location, he knew that as long as he got close, the Dragonkind would inevitably come to him.

Whether it was the lingering aura of slain Dragonkind or the red beam of the Primordial Rune, both served as irresistible bait.

Sure enough, after just half a day, a massive Dragonkind fleet appeared on the horizon.

More than 1,000 warships filled the sky.

From the distance, Lin Moyu could clearly see the situation aboard the warships. Numerous Dragonkind Generals stood on deck.

Their expressions were stiff, their eyes hollow and vacant, completely unlike regular Dragonkind.

Each warship carried a squad of 100 Battle General Puppets. With over 1,000 warships, the total number of Battle General Puppets exceeded 100,000.

100,000 Dragonkind Battle Generals… an utterly terrifying force. It was more than enough for the Dragonkind to launch a full-scale war against humanity.

It was easy to imagine that once war erupted, countless top-level human class users would fall.

Meanwhile, the Dragonkind’s only losses would be replaceable Battle Puppets.

”Where did the Dragonkind obtain so many materials?” Lin Moyu frowned.

Creating Battle Puppets required vast resources, and crafting Battle General Puppets demanded even rarer, higher-grade materials.

Where did the Dragonkind get such materials?

As Lin Moyu was discovered, a cacophony of shouts erupted from the warships.

The puppets ignored the blazing red beam surrounding him, but the real Dragonkind did not.

“A Primordial Rune!”

“He’s killed so many of our kind. Kill him and seize the Primordial Rune!”

“The investigation confirmed: this level 52 class user is a human named Lin Moyu, the one the Dragon King has ordered us to eliminate.”

“Kill him and present the Primordial Rune to the Dragon King. The reward will be unimaginable!”

The Dragonkind roared and shouted.

Magic Crystals aboard the warships flared to life, unleashing towering beams of light toward Lin Moyu.

But he had anticipated the attack. In a flash, his body flickered as he dove toward the ground below.

A vast expanse of Lightning Trees stretched beneath him.

The Dragonkind warships froze instantly, not daring to attack.

Disturbing even a single Lightning Tree could trigger catastrophic consequences—the entire group would strike back as one.

Despite their formidable force of over 1,000 warships and 100,000 Dragonkind Battle Generals, the Dragonkind were insignificant before the mountain-range-sized forest of Lightning Trees, like a drop in the ocean.

Unable to attack using the warships, the Dragonkind Battle Generals leapt out.

As 100,000 Dragonkind Battle Generals surged forward like a tidal wave, Lin Moyu calmly murmured to himself, “Time to raise my level again.”

In response, his undead army appeared. The Skeletal Berserk Warriors charged at the front, clashing head-on with the Dragonkind forces.

Even though the Skeletal Berserk Warriors were outnumbered ten to one, Lin Moyu showed no concern.

At the moment the two sides clashed, the rune on the back of his hand glowed.

The Enhance Troops skill activated, instantly amplifying the undead army’s combat power nearly tenfold.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors swung their axes, each strike carrying over 8 million points of strength. The Dragonkind Battle Generals were overwhelmed.

With skill-empowered blows, swathes of enemies fell instantly.

The Skeletal Great Mages and Skeletal Marksmen joined the assault. In one volley, nearly 1,000 Battle General Puppets were eliminated.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors swiftly seized the falling puppet corpses.

Even though they were puppets, their health was real.

One after another, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors hurled the corpses into the sky.

The Corpse Explosion skill had a blast radius of 420 meters.

With the Dragonkind warships hovering at 300 meters, and the battle raging at 150 meters, the corpses soared to 500 meters.

At that height, Lin Moyu raised his hand and triggered the skill.

Under the effect of Enhance Troops, the damage from Corpse Explosion was amplified sixfold.

A deafening explosion erupted, and terrifying energy swept out like a raging storm.

The warships’ shields twisted and warped, on the verge of collapse.

And that was from just one corpse. The Skeletal Berserk Warriors had thrown nearly 1,000 corpses into the sky.

Corpse Explosion didn’t just target the warships, its destructive force engulfed the Dragonkind Battle Generals fighting below as well.

In an instant, countless Dragonkind Battle Generals were killed, their bodies becoming fresh weapons for Lin Moyu.

After just three consecutive explosions, the shields of many warships shattered.

Panic spread among the real Dragonkind aboard. They tried to flee, but it was too late.

Several more corpses detonated in rapid succession, obliterating the now-vulnerable warships and killing the Dragonkind aboard.

The burning wreckages plummeted from the sky, crashing directly into the Lightning Trees below.

The Lightning Trees reacted instantly.

Countless bolts of lightning surged upward in a blinding, deafening storm.

The trees targeted the Dragonkind, as they possessed the same aura as the warship wreckages.

This was exactly what Lin Moyu had planned.