Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Soul Blaze surged, incinerating the Abyssal Phantasms in an unrelenting blaze. Lin Moyu meticulously burned them again and again. The Phantasms were treacherous, nearly erasing his memories—a close call that served as a stark warning.

Lin Moyu learned Bone Armor wasn’t invincible; there were threats it couldn't detect. This time he got lucky, but next time, he might not be as fortunate.

The Abyssal World was far stranger than the Human World, filled with unknown dangers. After returning, he planned to spend days in the library, absorbing every piece of knowledge on the Abyss. Preparation would be vital when he eventually ventured into that dark world.

Whether it was the Fire Demon King or the Succubus Queen, even if he didn't seek them out himself, they would never stop pursuing him. If he reached the godly rank, he would become a grave threat to them and the entire Abyss. They couldn't allow him to grow.

Lin Moyu had great confidence in his class. After witnessing the vision of the undead army of millions, his resolve strengthened. One day, he would lead an army to sweep through the Abyssal World.

With the Abyssal Phantasms eradicated, his skeletons turned their focus to the barrier. Its energy source, the black abyssal gem, was now in Lin Moyu’s possession, leaving the barrier without power. The skeletons quickly shattered it.

As the barrier dissolved, Lin Moyu felt a vibration at his waist. A flash of joy crossed his mind—it was the Teleportation Stone Mo Yun had given him.

"Did she find the Demonic Dragon Hall?" Stowing his undead legions and donning Bone Armor, Lin Moyu activated the Teleportation Stone. The teleportation took nearly two minutes, covering a vast distance of about 30,000 kilometers. He hadn’t realized how far they had drifted apart.

As his feet touched the ground, before his vision cleared, he immediately sensed the dungeon’s aura—a mix of the Abyss’s power and Dragonkind bloodline aura. The atmosphere matched the Dragon Crystal's aura from earlier. Chaotic sounds of battle filled the air—explosions, elemental clashes, and combat echoed around him.

Two seconds later, his vision cleared. There was a transparent light shield around him. Mo Yun stood nearby with her Holy Spirit Unicorn, greeting him with a smile and a snort respectively. Lin Moyu was now sure she had found the Demonic Dragon Hall.

In the distance, a chaotic battle raged. Abyssal Demons, Dragonkind, and human class users—dozens of parties, hundreds of individuals—clashed, trying to prevent each other from entering the dungeon. After all, Dragon Crystals were highly sought after by the three sides.

Above, thousands of stars hung suspended, a beautiful vision framing the swirling dungeon vortex.

Lin Moyu cast the Detection spell.

[Dungeon: Demonic Dragon Hall]

[Level: 53]

[Difficulties: ordinary, nightmare, hell]

Mo Yun chuckled, "Beat you to it."

Lin Moyu nodded. This was tens of thousands of kilometers away. Without Mo Yun's help, even with half a month of searching, her might not have found the dungeon.

Grateful, Lin Moyu said, "Thank you."

Mo Yun waved it off, "No need for thanks. If you get extra Dragon Crystals, just give me one or two."

While Dragon Crystals could be used multiple times, they could only awaken a talent once. After that, any remaining crystals would be useless.

Lin Moyu agreed without hesitation, "No problem."

Mo Yun didn’t plan to enter. At level 42, a level 53 dungeon, at hell rank difficulty, featured extremely strong monsters. Additionally, the difficulty of the Demonic Dragon Hall was rumored to be higher than that of other dungeons of the same level. Given these conditions, there was a high risk that she, being level 42, could be killed on the spot if something went wrong.

"Go in quickly." She urged, "The Demonic Dragon Hall might not be around for long and could disappear soon. It'll be difficult to find it again."

“Mhm. I’ll call someone over.” Lin Moyu took out a Point Teleportation Stone and sent a message.

Mo Yun looked puzzled. Apart from Ning Yiyi, who else would he summon?

Two minutes later, light flickered, and Mu Xianxian appeared. She was carrying a platinum rank maul. Only Collection Master, one of the rarest legendary classes, would wield such a weapon.

Mo Yun’s eyes widened, "A Collection Master?"

In that moment, she understood Lin Moyu's plan. Bringing a Collection Master to a dungeon would double the rewards. For someone like Lin Moyu, who preferred solo runs, having a Collection Master was a perfect choice.

Mo Yun murmured, "You managed to find such a rare class user."

Lin Moyu chuckled, "I was just lucky."

Mu Xianxian, seeing the dungeon, exclaimed, "It’s the Demonic Dragon Hall!"

"You’ve seen it before?" Lin Moyu asked.

She nodded, "A few times, and I even entered it once. Unfortunately, it was too difficult. We couldn’t clear it."

"What level was it when you entered? When did you go in?" Lin Moyu continued.

Mu Xianxian replied, "It was Level 55. We were fortunate that the dungeon had just formed and there wasn't much competition, so we rushed in. However, the monster was level 57. We couldn’t defeat it, so we had to retreat."

The level 55 Demonic Dragon Hall posed a serious challenge. Without a party of level 60 class users, it was nearly impossible to clear. At hell rank difficulty, the party size was limited to 12. Mu Xianxian’s party, with its healers and her rare class, had stood little chance.

The Level 55 Demonic Dragon Hall was extremely challenging for most parties. Unless the entire party was composed of individuals above level 60, clearing it was very difficult. At hell rank difficulty, the party size was capped at a maximum of 12 people. For a party like Mu Xianxian's, which included many Healers and a Collection Master, failing was quite understandable.

Lin Moyu cast Bone Armor on both Mu Xianxian and Mo Yun, then partied up with Mu Xianxian.

"Stay safe. Ready Advanced Dungeon Escape Talismans and potions."

With a shout, Lin Moyu charged toward the dungeon alongside Mu Xianxian. At the same time, two undead legions appeared. The Lich Generals quickly cast status buffs, while the Skeletal Warriors, their bones clattering, surged forward with overwhelming force, startling the surrounding fighters.

"An undead army!"

"Lin Moyu is here!"

"Why is he here?"

"Stop him!"

"He reeks of Dragonkind aura. He must have killed hundreds of our kind."

"Kill him!"

Lin Moyu’s name had spread across the Immemorial Battlefield. To the Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind, he was a thorn in their side. But humans hailed him as a hero. The Demons even a saying: 'If you encounter Lin Moyu alone, run.'

Currently, both the Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind had assembled in teams to target the Demonic Dragon Hall, boasting impressive strength of at least level 55. Under these circumstances, they were less intimidated by Lin Moyu.

The Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind quickly united and launched an assault against Lin Moyu. He responded with a command, causing the Skeletal Warriors to leap into the air and unleash their skills. The Skeletal Mages followed with a barrage of magic spells, creating dazzling lights and loud explosions.

The legends about Lin Moyu and his skeletons were extraordinary, and even somewhat exaggerated. The Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind, wary of facing him directly, quickly gained altitude. However, the Skeletal Mages’ magic spells had already erupted above them, causing them to howl in pain.

The level 35 Skeletal Mages, bolstered by status buffs, had nearly 150,000 points in spirit attribute, dealing massive damage. Overwhelmed by the intense attacks, the Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind quickly retreated.

"Awesome!" Mu Xianxian smiled broadly

With just one wave of attacks, the Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind were practically forced to withdraw.

Lin Moyu didn't respond, knowing better. The Skeletal Mages' skills hadn’t improved much with their recent level-ups, relying solely on their increased spirit attribute to enhance their damage output. Unlike the Skeletal Warriors, whose skill had grown much more powerful.

Lin Moyu knew that the Skeletal Mages were capable of more than what was currently evident. What had previously been a guess was now confirmed. The encounter with the Abyssal Phantasms had provided him with crucial insights.