Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

"The system!" Lin Moyu was taken aback.

Since his first awakening, the system had only appeared once, remaining silent ever since. Yet now, unexpectedly, it had reappeared during his talent awakening—this time to optimize it.

A smile crept across Lin Moyu’s face. The system never disappointed him.

Mo Yun and Mu Xianxian watched as the light surrounding Lin Moyu began to fade. But just when it seemed the awakening was coming to an end, the light suddenly flared up, becoming even more intense than before.

Mu Xianxian gasped. "What’s happening?"

Mo Yun, lost in thought, searched her memories but found no explanation for this phenomenon. All they could do now was wait. However, the slight smile on Lin Moyu’s face within the glow reassured them that everything seemed to be under control.

Minutes later, the system completed the talent optimization.

[Acquired talent: Summon Health Link]

[Summon Health Link: all summons form a health link, sharing damage taken and healing received.]

Lin Moyu’s heart raced as he examined the newly optimized talent. It was far more powerful than his previous Summon Health Chain talent. There was no range limitation—every summon could now share damage.

The Skeletal Mages in the rear could funnel health to the front-line Skeletal Warriors. Whether inside or outside the summon space, the skeletons could establish a health link, with those in the summon space recovering health at a rapid pace.

The most crucial aspect was the shared healing.

The healing spell cast by a Lich General would no longer be limited to its own legion but would affect all skeletons across the undead legions. A powerful enemy might still be able to take out dozens or even hundreds of skeletons, but wiping out thousands at once would be a near-impossible feat. The skeletons’ survival ability had drastically improved.

Even more impressive, this talent enhanced Lin Moyu’s Damage Transfer skill. Any damage transferred to his skeletons would now be distributed across all of them.

Lin Moyu believed that unless he acted recklessly, it would be incredibly difficult for anyone to wipe out his army of over 5,000 skeletons. This talent was a game changer.

"The system is amazing!" Lin Moyu couldn’t help but praise it in his mind.

After the system reappeared, it vanished once more. No matter how much Lin Moyu called for it, there was no response.

"The system is so aloof." He mused, amused by the situation. His mood was light, even teasing himself.

As the light surrounding him faded, Lin Moyu opened his eyes and was met with two pairs of curious eyes—no, three pairs. The Holy Spirit Unicorn was also staring at him inquisitively.

Mu Xianxian, looking as curious as ever, asked, “What talent did you awaken?”

Lin Moyu didn’t hold back and explained his new talent.

Mu Xianxian's eyes widened, "That’s amazing! Doesn’t that mean your summons are practically immortal?"

Mo Yun chimed in, "Either none of them die, or they all fall together. But it’s almost impossible to kill all of your summons at once."

Lin Moyu simply smiled. The wasn’t quite the case. After all, the Archaic Luanniao wasn’t something to take lightly.

Even now, if he were to face it, Lin Moyu felt he would lose. Not out of lack of confidence, but because of the Archaic Luanniao's terrifying abilities. His only chance would be to defeat it before it unleashed its final, devastating skill.

That would require using the Enhance Troops skill to deal an instant, fatal blow. It might be possible, but Lin Moyu wasn’t reckless enough to test those odds. Facing the Archaic Luanniao in battle was a dangerous gamble he wasn’t willing to take.

After using a total of 34 Dragon Crystals, there were still 239 left—a considerable fortune.

Lin Moyu asked, "What are your plans next?"

He had completed all the tasks assigned to him by Bai Yiyuan and was ready to return.

Mo Yun replied, "I’ll be staying here a bit longer."

Mu Xianxian looked a little reluctant, "I need to go back to the Yeyu Knights. Sister Yeyu and the others need me."

As a Collection Master, Mu Xianxian greatly boosted the team’s rewards. Raiding a dungeon with her practically doubled the gains. And now, with her improved skills, she was no longer just a support member. When it came to boss fights, she could hold her own impressively.

Lin Moyu nodded, "Then let’s meet again, if fate allows."

Mu Xianxian handed Lin Moyu a Teleportation Stone, her voice soft but serious, “Take this. If I ever need your help, you must promise not to refuse.”

Lin Moyu nodded without hesitation, “Of course.”

With a reluctant farewell, Mu Xianxian activated a Teleportation Stone and vanished, returning to the Yeyu Knights.

As soon as she was gone, Lin Moyu noticed Mo Yun giving him a strange look. Her expression was unusually serious.

“The way Mu Xianxian looked at you… there’s something off. Is there anything going on between you two?” Mo Yun asked bluntly.

It took Lin Moyu a moment to grasp what she was implying, “You’re overthinking it.”

Mo Yun’s tone remained stern, “You mustn’t let Yiyi down.”

“I won’t.” Lin Moyu’s reply was firm, his loyalty unquestionable. He hadn’t even considered such a possibility.

“Good.” Mo Yun said, her demeanor relaxing slightly, “I’m leaving too. Stay safe.”

With that, she mounted the Holy Spirit Unicorn, and in a burst of radiant light, she shot into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.

Left alone, Lin Moyu’s thoughts drifted to Ning Yiyi, and a soft smile formed on his lips, “I wonder how she’s doing. It’s been a while… I’ve prepared some special gifts for her this time.”

Dragon Crystals, Earth Gems—all valuable and rare.

As his thoughts lingered, Lin Moyu took out the Teleportation Scroll given to him by Bai Yiyuan. It was the key to leaving the Immemorial Battlefield. Just as he was about to activate it, he paused, sensing something in the sky. A cluster of black dots approached rapidly.

Suddenly, a ray of dark energy descended—an enormous spear, black as night, brimming with abyssal energy. It hurtled toward him with lightning speed, crossing thousands of meters in an instant, striking with pinpoint accuracy.

With a loud boom, the spear slammed against his Bone Armor, the impact causing it to creak. The spear bounced back toward its wielder. The force behind it was immense, comparable to the attacks of the Crimson Moon Demon. But one strike alone wasn’t enough to bring him down.

“Well, looks like I’ll be earning some extra military merit before I leave.” Lin Moyu muttered, putting away the Teleportation Scroll.

Activating the Teleportation Scroll took time, as it was not a simple teleportation but a cross-dimensional one. Given the circumstances, he decided to handle the situation first.

The enemies were a group of Abyssal Demons—38 in total, all above level 60. These demons had come from the core area, likely tracking him through the mark left on him.

High-level demons like these had significantly higher attributes than those below level 60, making them far more dangerous. Lin Moyu had previously encountered a level 62 Abyssal Demon in the core area, and while it hadn’t been difficult to fight, it had taken him a long time to bring the Demon down because the other party wouldn’t descend from the skies.

Attacks rained down relentlessly from the sky, shaking the earth with every strike. The Demons flew very high, beyond the range of Lin Moyu’s skills, but their aim remained unnervingly accurate—seven or eight out of every ten strikes hit their target. The spear in particular seemed to track him automatically, like a guided missile that never missed.

Between levels 60 and 69, the disparity between humans and Demons was at its peak. It wasn’t until level 70, after completing the third class awakening, that human class users gained the ability to fly and could truly compete on equal footing with Demons. Until then, Demons preferred to fight from high above, exploiting their advantage against grounded opponents.

Lin Moyu, aware of the challenge, quickly recast his Bone Armor and began to formulate a strategy. He needed to bring the Demons down from their elevated positions. With determination, he pointed his finger skyward.

Skill: Slow Curse!

A vast area of 7,000 meters was enveloped by Slow Curse, drastically reducing the movement speed of the Demons. Their previously agile maneuvers became sluggish and cumbersome. Without missing a beat, Lin Moyu followed up with another skill, and a burst of green light erupted.

Skill: Poison Star Ring!

The Demons, already slowed by Slow Curse, struggled to avoid the poisonous gas. Poison Star Ring—though only at level 10—inflicted persistent damage. Each second, it dealt an attack worth 4,000 points of strength—over time, it would definitely give them a headache.

Seizing the moment, Lin Moyu summoned a Skeletal Warrior and mounted it swiftly, and the skeleton bolted away with him on its back.

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