Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Without a word, Antares entered Lin Moyu’s soul.

A strand of his consciousness fixed its gaze on the skill star core, which was on the verge of transforming into a star.

Then he spoke, “Brat, you did this on purpose.”

Lin Moyu shook his head, “Absolutely not.”

“I think you did.”

“I swear on my character I didn’t.”

“You still have character? Tell me, how much information have you tricked out of me already?”

“That’s a different matter.”

They continued bickering until the skill star core suddenly erupted and the tiny black hole formed.

Antares instantly fell silent, his full attention locked onto it.

The tiny black dot exerted an endless attraction. Antares grew completely serious, utterly focused.

Lin Moyu observed it as well, but as before, he couldn’t discern anything concrete.

The tiny black dot was unfathomably mysterious, radiating a force that seemed to draw in everything around it.

But his level was still too low.

According to Antares, at Lin Moyu’s current stage, it was enough to simply remember the aura of the black dot. It wasn’t yet time to truly observe and appreciate it.

The word appreciate had lingered in Lin Moyu’s mind ever since, stirring his curiosity about what the black dot truly contained.

With each observation, his impression of the aura deepened.

Because he had more chances than anyone else to witness the black dot, he remembered it far more deeply.

Half a second passed in the blink of an eye. After imprinting the aura into his memory, Lin Moyu shifted his focus to the newly formed law art star.

The moment it stabilized, the law art star drifted toward another.

A resonance formed between them, and thin strands of light extended outward, linking the two together.

“Two-star law art…”

A surge of excitement rose within him.

The law art star it connected to was the one he had transformed earlier: Summon Elemental Lich.

This confirmed that the newly transformed skill belonged to the summon category.

Only summon-type skills, after being transformed into a law art, could establish a connection with Summon Elemental Lich.

Summon-type, bone-type, curse-type…

Lin Moyu categorized his skills in his mind.

Summon-type was the primary category, the very foundation of his class.

For a while, he had anticipated the formation of a multiple-star system with his summon-type law arts.

Now, it had finally happened.

With anticipation, he examined the newly formed law art star.

[Summon Skeletal Divine Warrior (100% fusion rate): summons a Skeletal Divine Warrior. Usually dormant within the star, it is connected to the Undeath World and can descend into reality when needed. Its combat power is determined by the master’s soul rank.]

As the law art star took form, Lin Moyu felt a large portion of his summon space suddenly empty.

All the Skeletal Berserk Warriors within it were absorbed into the law art star.

Tiny black dots appeared across the law art star’s surface.

Though they occupied an almost negligible area, barely worth mentioning, they represented over 100,000 Skeletal Divine Warriors.

As their master, Lin Moyu could clearly sense them resting within the law art star, awaiting his summons at any moment.

Then, at the center of the law art star, a mass of gray matter emerged.

It radiated a dense aura of undeath, one that felt like it came from another world. From the Undeath World.

The undeath aura spread rapidly, enveloping the entire law art star.

The law art star’s light shifted into a blend of silver and white, with gray woven through it.

The transformation lasted over five minutes, unfolding under Lin Moyu’s watchful gaze.

From that moment on, the law art star became the dwelling place of the Skeletal Divine Warriors.

“Does the Undeath World really exist?” Doubt surfaced in Lin Moyu’s mind.

At first, he had believed it was merely a name, nothing more than a concept.

Later, when the law of undeath appeared, he assumed it was just a projection created by that law, still something unreal.

But now, his thinking shifted again. The Undeath World might truly exist, in some unimaginable dimension.

The skeletons, the undead army… they were real beings from the Undeath World.

Neither dead nor alive, they existed in the boundary between the two.

This also explained why the law of undeath carried vitality.

“Seemingly dead, yet actually alive. Seemingly alive, yet actually already dead.”

A flicker of insight surfaced in Lin Moyu’s mind. He had gained a deeper understanding of undeath.

Antares suddenly spoke again, “There’s something strange about your law art star.”

“The form of a law art star usually reflects the nature of the law art itself. But yours feels different. It’s as if it’s connected to another world, carrying an aura that doesn’t belong to the real world at all.”

Antares pierced through its essence at a single glance. At his level, nothing of the sort could be concealed.

Lin Moyu hadn’t intended to hide it anyway. He calmly shared the law art’s full details.

Antares clicked his tongue in amazement, “Not bad, not bad at all. Why not test the Skeletal Divine Warriors’ strength? See what the two-star law art can really do.”

Lin Moyu only smiled and shook his head, “No rush. There may be more changes soon. I’ll test everything together then.”

His soul force was still abundant, enough to relocate several more skill star cores.

If he gathered additional summon-type skills, he might even create a three-star or higher system.

The power would scale accordingly, making any current test premature.

Antares pressed him, “Then hurry up and move them. I’m quite curious.”

“Keep your eyes sharp and don’t pick the wrong ones. And don’t get careless this time. I’m still waiting for my chance to kill.”

In high spirits, Lin Moyu nodded, “Don’t worry.”

He dove back into the skill space.

Fourteen skill star cores remained. After a brief pause, his soul force surged out, locking onto two skill star cores at once.

If he wanted to satisfy Antares, this was the fastest way.

More importantly, his soul force was simply too abundant.

At level 94, refined by the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, it was exceptionally pure—each portion equivalent to five, six, even ten times that of his peers.

On top of that, his total soul force reserves dwarfed others entirely.

Even Lin Moyu himself couldn’t measure the gap.

For most class users, level 80 was only the threshold for sensing the skill space.

They would attempt to move skill star cores around level 86 or level 87, and most would fail.

After all, moving just two skill star cores was enough to ascend to God-level.

But for Lin Moyu, moving skill star cores was effortless.

This created a fundamental gap, one that no other class user could ever hope to bridge.

Hours later, under Antares’s watchful gaze, Lin Moyu successfully drew both skill star cores into his soul world.

Antares’s eyes widened, “You moved two at once?”

Lin Moyu replied dryly, “Of course. Otherwise, wouldn’t you miss your chance to kill me again?”

“You freak... you’re a goddamn freak.” Antares couldn’t help but swear.

“In the previous age, there was a self-important fool. I told him to take this path, and he struggled through it miserably. Moving a single skill star core nearly cost him half his life.”

“And you… doing two at once. If that fool saw this, he’d probably die of anger.”

Lin Moyu chuckled, “Then if I ever meet him, I should tell him just to piss him off. Though who knows if he’s even still alive.”

That age was far too distant.

Given a human lifespan, survival until now seemed unlikely.

Antares replied, “Oh, he’s alive. And from what I can tell, he’s doing quite well.”