Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Ning Yiyi was the first to sense the skill space.

Though usually lively and playful, she became remarkably focused whenever she calmed down.

During her special training sessions, she had spent months cultivating alone without a single complaint.

As an Assassin-type class user, maintaining composure was one of her most fundamental traits.

Among them all, Ning Yiyi also possessed the greatest aptitude.

Lin Moyu was not surprised in the slightest that she was the first to succeed.

Overjoyed, Ning Yiyi threw herself into Lin Moyu’s arms and laughed without restraint.

However, sensing the skill space and seeing the skill star cores was only the beginning.

Moving the skill star cores remained a distant goal.

For now, all she could do was deepen her understanding of the skill star cores and gradually strengthen her soul force.

Once she became capable of sensing her own soul world and perceiving the existence of her soul, she could connect her soul world to the skill space, creating a channel that would serve as the foundation for moving skill star cores in the future.

The entire process would take an immense amount of time, but Lin Moyu was in no hurry.

…

On the twenty-first day of Lin Moyu’s newlywed life, Meng Anwen arrived with the final outcome of their deliberations.

The human race needed tempering, but not to the point of breaking.

After extensive discussion, they decided that Lin Moyu would intervene only when humanity genuinely required his assistance.

If the human race could establish an overwhelming advantage on its own, his involvement might not be necessary at all.

Everything would depend on how the situation unfolded.

The decision aligned closely with Lin Moyu’s own expectations.

After Meng Anwen departed, the humans began mobilizing their forces.

According to the plan, a full-scale offensive against the Abyss Demons would commence in three months.

In wars between races, elaborate schemes and conspiracies held little value. Victory was determined by strength alone.

This time, humanity intended to confront the Abyss Demons head-on and wage a war of annihilation.

In the past, such an idea would have been unthinkable.

Humanity had not only lacked the ability to launch a large-scale invasion of the Abyss, but even infiltrating it had been nearly impossible.

Their understanding of the Abyss was minimal at best.

Everything changed with Lin Moyu’s rise.

By single-handedly crippling the Dragonkind, he created an opportunity humanity had never possessed before.

Taking advantage of the situation, the human race invaded Dragonkind World and pushed the Dragonkind to the brink of extinction.

Only a handful of stragglers remained, and whether they lived or died depended entirely on humanity’s whim.

Had the conflict with the Bloodkind not erupted afterward, humanity’s armies might have already marched into the Abyss.

Unfortunately, the war against the Bloodkind had severely drained the human race’s strength.

Yet every loss brought gains. The entire world had returned to the control of Shenxia, restoring the state of affairs that existed before the Bloodkind’s descent.

Now, after a period of recovery, the Shenxia Empire had regained its footing and was ready to strike again.

This time, Lin Moyu would not weaken the Abyss Demons in advance. The task belonged to humanity alone.

Only when they could no longer manage would he step in.

Meng Anwen and the others made no attempt to conceal this arrangement. Instead, they announced it openly to the world.

The news ignited unprecedented determination.

No one wanted Lin Moyu to intervene. If it came to that, it would mean they were incompetent.

Everyone was filled with fighting spirit, eager to eradicate the Demons through their own strength.

During the mobilization period, Meng Anwen and the others formulated a comprehensive battle plan.

Compared to the invasion of the Dragonkind World, attacking the Abyss offered one advantage: a direct passage already connected the Abyss to the Dimensional Battlefield.

They could enter through the Abyss Gate without relying on large-scale teleportation formations.

Using teleportation formations would scatter troops across multiple regions, making unified command impossible and leaving them vulnerable to being isolated and eliminated one by one.

While Meng Anwen and the others remained extremely busy, Lin Moyu found himself with ample free time.

When he was not spending time with his four wives, he devoted himself to law comprehension.

Behind his estate lay a patch of grassland where he had planted grass and tree saplings.

During this period, he spent a great deal of time there.

He neither watered nor fertilized them. Every day, he simply sat and watched.

Occasionally, rain would fall, and the grass somehow survived.

The tree saplings, deprived of sufficient water, struggled to grow.

Lin Moyu did not care. He simply watched them as though in a daze.

Ning Yiyi and the others couldn’t understand what Lin Moyu was doing, yet they instinctively felt it was something important. As a result, none of them disturbed him.

Three months later, the human military mobilized.

They had remained perfectly still for months, but once they moved, their momentum was like rolling thunder.

Teleportation formations blazed with light as waves of human troops poured out from Fortress No. 9 on the Dimensional Battlefield and charged toward the Abyss Gate.

Bai Yiyuan, Meng Anwen, and the others moved ahead of the main force, arriving at the Abyss Gate first before rushing directly into the Abyss.

Beyond the Abyss Gate stood a Demon fortress.

A Demon army was stationed there permanently, along with a Demon King.

For a thousand years, the fortress had stood unshaken—not because it was impregnable, but because no one had ever attacked it.

Even when Bai Yiyuan and the others had invaded the Abyss in the past, they had quickly been drawn elsewhere, leaving the fortress unharmed.

As a result, the Demons in the fortress had grown complacent. They drank, feasted, and chatted without a trace of vigilance, completely unaware of the danger approaching.

By the time the dark mist at the Abyss Gate began to churn violently, it was already too late.

Like a bolt of lightning, Meng Anwen burst from the dark mist. Abyssal Fire roared around him as he charged into the fortress.

The Shenxia Tower erupted with dazzling law, its entire structure glowing brilliantly as it crashed into the fortress’s barrier and blasted it apart.

Bai Yiyuan and Yan Kuangsheng arrived an instant later.

From over a thousand meters away, Bai Yiyuan threw a punch.

The fortress wall exploded, collapsing in a shower of rubble that crushed countless Demons beneath them.

At the same time, Yan Kuangsheng unleashed a slash infused with the law of murderous aura. A black blade qi thousands of meters long descended from the sky, nearly cleaving the fortress in two.

Before the Demons could fully react, their defenses had already collapsed, and catastrophic casualties had swept through the fortress.

Having gone unchallenged for so long, the Demons’ reaction speed had grown sluggish.

They were accustomed to attacking the humans, never being attacked themselves.

The thought of the humans launching an invasion had never crossed their minds.

Lin Moyu’s previous incursion didn’t count. That had been the feat of an overwhelmingly powerful individual, not the strength of the human race as a whole.

In the Demons’ eyes, the humans remained weak and inferior.

No matter how powerful Lin Moyu was, they still had the Demon Emperor and did not fear him.

It was this mindset that doomed them.

The consecutive strikes from Meng Anwen, Bai Yiyuan, and Yan Kuangsheng left the Demons utterly dumbfounded.

The Shenxia Tower hovered in the sky, radiating brilliant light as large numbers of peak-level human class users poured out and stormed the fortress.

Yan Kuangsheng charged straight for the Demon King and cut him down with a single slash.

In less than five minutes, the battle was over.

The human class users regrouped in the air and reformed their ranks.

Meanwhile, the dark mist at the Abyss Gate churned violently as army after army poured through.

Organized into battle formations, they immediately secured the Abyss Gate.

Behind them came large numbers of construction-type class users. Using their skills, they rapidly established a military base at the Abyss Gate.

On the Dimensional Battlefield, a massive blaze raged near the Abyss Gate.

The flames carried law. Under Ning Tairan’s control, the flames baked the earth until it hardened into a solid stone plain.

A military base would be built there, linked to the one inside the Abyss.

Meng Anwen would then construct formations connecting both bases to humanity’s strongest defensive line—the Eternal Great Wall.

Once the formations were complete, humanity would have truly established a foothold in the Abyss, and the true campaign could begin.

This was never intended to be a short war. It could last years, making supply lines and reinforcements absolutely vital.

The entire operation unfolded with remarkable precision, as though it had been rehearsed countless times.

On that day, humanity officially marched into the Abyss—an event destined to be recorded in the annals of history.