Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Antares quietly sent Lin Moyu into the Dragonkind World.

This fragmented world was divided into several regions according to the elements.

The area where Lin Moyu appeared was filled with fire element, and the Dragonkind born here naturally possessed an affinity for the fire element.

Lin Moyu stood beside a volcano, where rivers of lava flowed, and the temperature was extremely high.

His arrival drew no attention from the Dragonkind.

Even though it was a fragment world, it possessed vast stretches of land.

Lin Moyu remained still and began summoning the undead.

As skeletons appeared one after another, eerie winds howled, and silver-white flames surged, gradually engulfing the crimson world of lava.

Amid resounding roars, Bone Dragons soared out from the silver-white flames.

At level 80, Lin Moyu’s summon space had expanded dramatically, capable of containing 4,400 undead.

He could summon 60 Lich Generals, each commanding 4,400 undead, bringing the total size of his undead army to 264,000.

Lin Moyu distributed them evenly: the three skeleton types along with the Headless Knights numbered 66,000 each.

Beyond the increase in sheer numbers, the skeletons and Headless Knights had also experienced a sharp rise in attributes, benefiting from both base attribute growth and talent amplification.

Every skeleton was now significantly stronger. Combined with the massive expansion in numbers, the overall strength of the undead army had increased by at least 30%.

If the newly added Bone Dragons were included, the increase in total combat power exceeded 100%.

As he continued summoning, Lin Moyu’s thoughts drifted to the greater world rune.

The greater world rune suppressed his power, class, and skills.

That was why the skeletons’ attributes appeared so low.

Without his Comprehensive Amplification talent, he would only be able to surpass other class users of the same level through sheer numerical superiority.

Challenging higher-level opponents would have been impossible.

His entire path of growth would have been completely different.

“If one day I can break free from the curse of the greater world runes… how strong will I become?”

“The suppression must be comprehensive. Perhaps I’m being restricted in other aspects as well.”

He recalled the skill demonstrations he had seen: an endless undead army filling the starry sky and Dragon Knights and Skeletal Divine Generals capable of battling unequaled powerhouses.

That was what his class was truly meant to look like.

But then another scene surfaced in his mind: the old man riding the green ox, capable of turning unequaled powerhouses into dust with a casual wave of his hand, as if painting a serene scene.

That serene scene, untouched by worldly dust, seemed to belong to an entirely different realm.

Lin Moyu steadied his thoughts. The road ahead was still long.

…

Within the blazing crimson world, hues of silver-white began appearing again and again.

The scorching lava could not suppress the chill of the eerie winds.

Vast stretches of flowing lava gradually solidified into rock.

The sky darkened until it became pitch black. Heavy clouds pressed downward, spreading continuously.

In just half a day, they covered dozens of kilometers.

This strange phenomenon finally drew the attention of the Dragonkind.

Some Dragonkind arrived to investigate.

As they approached the dark clouds, they heard roars echoing from within.

These roars were deeply familiar to the Dragonkind, yet the ones inside the clouds sounded even nobler than their own.

Their bloodlines trembled, as though a lower race had encountered a superior one.

The Dragonkind grew excited.

“Could it be an ancestor?”

“Did the ancestor bring a treasure here? Or has a sleeping ancestor awakened?”

The news spread rapidly among the Dragonkind.

Driven by curiosity, some of them flew into the clouds.

As word spread, more Dragonkind gathered, crowding the sky. Their wings beat rhythmically, filling the air with noise.

Yet none of those who entered the clouds came back out.

The clouds seemed shrouded in mystery.

The roars within grew louder and louder, as if many Dragons were flying within.

At last, a Dragon King arrived.

He stood before the dark clouds, his brows tightly furrowed, “Such intense death aura.”

The Dragon King’s perception far surpassed that of ordinary Dragonkind. With a single glance, he realized the black clouds were formed entirely from terrifying death aura.

He had never witnessed such overwhelming death aura before. Ordinary beings could not survive within it.

Once death aura reached a certain concentration, its corrosive power became terrifying.

Soon he learned that none of the Dragonkind who had entered the clouds had returned.

He hesitated.

The death aura was simply too dense. Entering would be extremely dangerous.

Meanwhile, at the very center of the clouds, Lin Moyu watched everything through the layers of death aura.

After more than half a day, his undead army had finally finished assembling.

As for the Dragonkind who had flown into the clouds earlier, they had already been reduced to bones beneath the Bone Dragons’ breath attacks.

“It’s about time. Let’s get to work.” Lin Moyu’s eyes flickered as a cluster of silver-white flames rose in his palm.

The flames exploded, scattering across the bodies of the fallen Dragonkind.

Skill: Raise Dead!

The Dragonkind had been burned down to white bones by the Bone Dragons’ breath attacks. Yet under the silver-white flames of Raise Dead, flesh began to regenerate, and life seemed to return to their bodies as they rose once more.

But death was absolute. What returned was not life, only form and power—a power greater than before.

Lin Moyu murmured softly, “Let’s start with a little internecine.”

Guided by his will, the resurrected Dragonkind charged out like berserk beasts.

The dark clouds churned violently, stirring waves of turbulence that immediately drew the attention of the Dragonkind outside.

Moments later, they saw figures rushing out from the clouds; the same Dragonkind who had entered earlier.

“They’re fine!”

But the Dragon King’s eyes narrowed. Something was wrong.

These returning Dragonkind were shrouded in thick death aura. Their skin and scales were covered in death aura, turning a ghastly gray-white.

A sense of danger surged in his heart.

“Fall back!” The Dragonkind roared, but it was already too late.

After being resurrected, these Dragonkind had become far stronger than before, especially after being affected by Lin Moyu’s Comprehensive Amplification talent.

Their combat strength had increased dozens of times over.

They charged into the Dragonkind ranks outside at terrifying speed.

What followed was not a battle. It was a massacre.

The other Dragonkind of the same level stood no chance against them.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Dragonkind had fallen.

“Stop!” The Dragon King erupted in fury and launched an attack.

At that moment, the dark clouds churned again. A Skeletal King appeared in the sky.

An overwhelming aura spread from the Skeletal King’s body. Its combat power was tied to Lin Moyu’s soul rank—reaching level 93.

The Dragon King felt himself instantly locked onto.

Before his eyes, the Skeletal King slowly raised its massive sword.

The sense of danger reached its peak.

“Run! If I stay, I’ll die!”

The Dragon King didn’t hesitate. He turned and fled. But it was already too late.

The Skeletal King’s sword fell.

With a shrill scream, the Dragon King plummeted from the sky. His body was nearly cleaved in half.

Then the elements erupted on his body, triggering a violent elemental explosion that swallowed him completely.

Within the blazing elemental explosion, he saw many Bone Dragons, wreathed in silver-white flames, fly out from the dark clouds.

Behind them surged a vast and terrifying undead army.

“Lin Moyu! It’s Lin Moyu! He has invaded!”

At last, he realized who the enemy was.

But it no longer mattered.

[Killed Dragon King, EXP +**]

[General star +1]

As the notification appeared before Lin Moyu, the Dragon King had already closed his eyes forever.