Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

"My luck's always been decent." Lin Moyu said, casting a sidelong glance at Mina. She was in rough shape, covered in wounds and noticeably weakened.

"You seem worse off than me." He added with a sly smile.

Mina tightened her grip on her spear and retorted, "Even like this, I can still crush you."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "You can try, but I might just kill you instead."

Despite his disheveled appearance, Lin Moyu was uninjured. Although he had lost a significant number of skeletons, he still commanded eight full undead legions. His Enhance Troops skill was ready to deploy.

At this time, his remaining undead legions appeared, their gaze fixed on Mina.

Noticing the rune on Lin Moyu's hand, Mina's expression changed dramatically, "A Primordial Rune..."

The power of Primordial Runes was immense, granting skills far beyond the ordinary. Mina knew she couldn’t afford to be reckless. The confidence in Lin Moyu’s eyes made her pause—she was far from her peak strength in her current state.

Suddenly, a burst of black light erupted, and a spatial channel appeared beside Mina, pulling at her with tremendous force.

This was one of the Immemorial Battlefield's rules—time was up, and she had to leave.

She put away her spear, her murderous intent vanishing. With a charming smile, she said, "My Young Friend Lin Moyu, I'll spare you this time. Next chance we get, I'll come play with you again. Take care until then. Don’t let that guy eat you."

Her tone was playful, even flirtatious, but Lin Moyu remained stoic. "Next time we meet, I'll kill you."

"Next time, I’ll eat you instead." With a chuckle, Mina was sucked into the spatial channel.

Lin Moyu sighed in relief. He had no desire to fight her, knowing that even with his Enhance Troops skill, victory wasn’t guaranteed. And there was still the Archaic Luanniao to deal with—escaping was his priority.

"Where’s the Archaic Luanniao?" He wondered, scanning the sky but finding no trace of it.

In the distance, a fierce black fire blazed where the meteor had struck, creating a sea of flames. Lin Moyu cautiously approached the impact site, discovering a massive crater over a thousand meters in diameter, with black flames scorching the earth.

But where was the Archaic Luanniao? After a thorough search, he finally spotted its silhouette in the center of the fire. Lin Moyu cast the Detection spell.

[Archaic Luanniao (lord rank boss)]

[Level: 67]

[Status: In the process of nirvanic rebirth, currently in an invincible state.]

A cold dread crept up his spine. Nirvanic rebirth, and in an invincible state.

Run! Lin Moyu’s only thought was to flee. If he waited for the creature to complete its rebirth, he’d stand no chance.

The sea of black fire was expanding, spreading outward from the crater.

Lin Moyu ran away without hesitation. In fact, he was carried by a skeleton as they sped away.

The fire spread rapidly, covering a radius of 5,000 meters in just 10 minutes.

Then, a gigantic figure erupted from the flames, letting out a high-pitched cry.

Flames surged skyward, forming a long band of black fire.

The Archaic Luanniao had completed its nirvanic rebirth. It circled in the air, screeching non-stop, searching for Lin Moyu and Mina. As its wings flapped, black flames churned.

By this time, Mina had already returned to the lower layer, while Lin Moyu had escaped the core area.

The Archaic Luanniao searched for a while. Unable to find them, it eventually flew deeper into the core area.

After leaving the core area and running several thousand more meters, Lin Moyu finally stopped and sighed in relief, "Safe at last."

He calculated his losses and realized they were tremendous—861 Skeletal Warriors, 192 Skeletal Mages, and 1 Lich General. Rebuilding his forces would take time. Without access to Desert Fruit, his only option was to rely on Earth Evil Centipede meat and meditation.

Lin Moyu found a flat spot and began replenishing his skeletons.

He wouldn’t feel secure until his undead legions were restored.

Fortunately, his spirit attribute was now high enough. With his spirit force restorations now at 134 times, he could to restore his spirit force in under 20 minutes. Coupled with the effect of Earth Evil Centipede meat, he could complete a round of summoning every 10 minutes.

He estimated that it would take three to four days to fully restore his undead legions.

For several days, Lin Moyu sat motionless, summoning skeletons. Finally, after three days, his legions were fully restored.

Level 33 Lich General could lead 330 units, which Lin Moyu configured with 200 Skeletal Warriors and 130 Skeletal Mages.

Lin Moyu now commanded 13 undead legions, totaling 4,290 skeletons: 2,600 Skeletal Warriors and 1,690 Skeletal Mages.

With the Skeletal Warriors in the front and the Skeletal Mages providing concentrated fire from behind, their damage potential was immense.

Inspecting his legions like a commander, Lin Moyu felt a surge of pride. But thoughts of the Archaic Luanniao quickly deflated it.

The creature's flames rendered his favorite human wave tactic useless. Even climbing the creature was impossible, as the skeletons would be incinerated within seconds. Not even the Lich Generals’ healing could keep up.

Moreover, flying bosses were notoriously difficult to handle; only those who had faced them firsthand truly understood this challenge. They could attack and retreat at will, and as long as they remained airborne, there was little one could do to counter them.

"Sooner or later, I’ll take you down." Lin Moyu vowed to himself.

If he couldn’t defeat it now, he would try again in the future.

After a brief rest to recover from the fatigue of the past few days, Lin Moyu recalled most of his undead legions, leaving only a portion to clear the path ahead.

He proceeded to follow the outer edge of the core area, searching for the Demonic Dragon Hall dungeon. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but he had to try. His plan was to circle the core area first and hope for some luck.

"I wonder if those guys managed to escape. As long as they aren’t complete idiots, they should be fine."

After a while, Lin Moyu arrived at the spot where he had entered the core area earlier. From a distance, he saw a massive rock over 20 meters high, shaped like a stele, resembling a tombstone.

Its presence in the Immemorial Battlefield was out of place. Curious, Lin Moyu approached and noticed an inscription on it.

[Tomb Of The Human Hero Lin Moyu]

[Jialan Guild's Yeyu Knights Pay Their Respects]

Lin Moyu was at a loss for words, "Are these fools for real!"

He was very much alive, so why did they set up a tombstone for him? It felt like they were cursing him to death.

Several Skeletal Warriors rushed over and smashed the tombstone to pieces.

However, upon reflection, Lin Moyu couldn't really blame them. After they parted ways, he had deactivated legion mode, and given the terrifying onslaught of the Archaic Luanniao, it was understandable that most people wouldn't believe he could survive.

Lin Moyu had been lucky that the top-level Succubus Mina had appeared. If not for her, he might have been in real danger. Whether it was the Archaic Luanniao or Mina, Lin Moyu couldn’t contend with them solely by relying on numbers.

If they were the same level, Lin Moyu believed he wouldn't be weaker than either of them. In fact, it wouldn't be too difficult to slay them.

"I must raise my level."

Having made up his mind, he decided that once he found the Demonic Dragon Hall, he would leave the Immemorial Battlefield to level up in the Dungeon Hall. The next time he returned, he would truly step into the core area.

…

The Yeyu Knights, led by Jialan Yeyu, had already left the core area. It was too dangerous. If given another chance, Jialan Yeyu wouldn’t venture in recklessly.

If Lin Moyu hadn’t come to their rescue, they would have perished. Only she and Mu Xianxian could have resurrected, as they had planted resurrection seeds in the guild. The other members would have been lost forever. Even now, thinking back on it made her shiver.

"Sister Yeyu, do you think people will see the tombstone we erected for Brother Lin?" Mu Xianxian asked, her delicate appearance contrasting with the large maul she carried on her shoulder.

"Whether people see it isn’t important," Jialan Yeyu replied, "What matters is our intent. When we get back, we’ll make a proper tomb for Brother Lin. I also want to visit his place and get some of his clothes to create a burial mound."

Mu Xianxian’s eyes filled with tears, "Brother Lin is so pitiful. In the end, his body was burned to nothing."

Before Jialan Yeyu could respond, the sound of battle erupted ahead. Magic spells shot into the sky from the ground and exploded midair. Abyssal Demons spun and flew through the air, launching attacks of their own.

"Abyssal Demons! Prepare for battle!" Jialan Yeyu swiftly drew her sword and charged forward.