Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The second stage had ended.

Lin Moyu’s consciousness returned to his body.

In less than twenty days, he had fought thousands of battles. Yet, he felt no trace of exhaustion. His immense spirit attribute and powerful recovery ability left him brimming with energy.

“How do you feel?” Bai Yiyuan asked, a note of concern in his eyes.

“Great.” Lin Moyu replied, his gaze shining brighter than ever. In that moment, he felt as if he saw the world in a whole new light.

The rewards of the past days had been immense.

He now possessed a comprehensive understanding of most classes. Applying this newfound knowledge to himself had sparked a certain degree of self-transcendence.

His combat strategy and techniques had transformed dramatically. He recognized the rigidity in the way his proud undead legions had been fighting. There were entirely new tactics he could employ—methods that would greatly amplify their combat effectiveness.

With his deeper grasp of the combat styles of various classes, he saw ways to restructure his undead legions. Warriors, Mages, and Archers within his ranks could be organized to achieve unprecedented synergy and power.

Lin Moyu asked, his tone earnest, “Teachers, please guide me. How do I take the third step?”

Meng Anwen burst into laughter, “Don’t let him fool you. There’s no third step!”

Bai Yiyuan patted Lin Moyu’s shoulder, “Actually, there is a third step, but it’s something you’ll have to figure out on your own. No one else can guide you through it. You’ve built a solid foundation and developed a comprehensive understanding of different classes, edging closer to class perfection. The next phase is leveling up. Ideally, during the third class awakening, you should aim for another class sublimation—a double sublimation. To achieve that, you must obtain that item of the Chuangshi Institute. Coupled with the Elemental Divine Stone, your chances of success will rise to 80%.”

Meng Anwen added, “And with the Talent Divine Stone, you’ll be able to awaken a third talent.”

Yan Kuangsheng pondered for a moment before speaking, “That’s true, but if Moyu simply wants to reach our level, then this should suffice. However, if the goal is the Transcendent God-level, this won’t be enough. When the time comes, you’ll need to seek out that guy. We don’t know the secrets of becoming a Transcendent God, but he definitely does.”

Bai Yiyuan nodded in agreement, “Exactly. I once asked the old man about it, but he refused to tell me.”

Meng Anwen chimed in thoughtfully, “There’s also the Primordial Space, the Dragon King Hall... and something hidden within the Immemorial Battlefield’s deep layer…”

The three were talking over each other, their lively discussion resembling a spirited performance. If anyone else witnessed these God-level powerhouses behaving this way, their jaw would surely drop.

From their words and actions, Lin Moyu could sense their profound care for him, “Thank you, Teachers. I understand. I’ll do my best.”

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “No need to thank us. This is all we can do for you. The rest is up to you.”

Indeed, the three of them had already done more than enough for him.

Yan Kuangsheng suddenly proposed, “Once I refine my murderous aura to a purer state, the three of us should work together to retrieve Bloodthirsty Python brain. That would be perfect for Moyu’s third class awakening.”

Meng Anwen frowned slightly, “The last time was already dangerous. Attempting it again would be even riskier.”

Bloodthirsty Python brain offered attributes ten times stronger than the heart meat. Under optimal conditions, it could boost attributes by as much as 200,000. However, the risks were proportionally immense.

Meng Anwen wasn’t worried about his own safety; with the combined strength of the three, they should have no problem retrieving Bloodthirsty Python brain.

Yan Kuangsheng uttered, “Why don’t we let Moyu decide whether it’s risky or not?”

Lin Moyu shook his head, “It’s not,”

He went on to explain what had happened during the second class awakening. With Damage Transfer active, the risks had been mitigated entirely.

Bai Yiyuan nodded thoughtfully, “If that’s the case, then when the time comes, we’ll work together to retrieve Bloodthirsty Python brain.”

Lin Moyu understood how formidable Bloodthirsty Pythons were. Even Yan Kuangsheng had been injured last time. Yet, for his sake, the three were willing to face the danger.

Although they spoke casually, Lin Moyu had a sense that it wouldn’t be as simple as they made it sound.

“Teachers, retrieving Bloodthirsty Python brain is too dangerous.” Lin Moyu said earnestly, “Maybe we should let it go.”

Yan Kuangsheng burst out laughing, “Dangerous? Nonsense! I’ve been itching to deal with those pythons for a long time. This is the perfect excuse to take one down!”

Bai Yiyuan added with a grin, “The Bloodthirsty Pythons may be powerful, but with Old Meng by our side, there’s no real threat. And don’t forget, this isn’t the Desolate Voidland. We have nothing to fear.”

The mention of the Desolate Voidland brought a chill to Lin Moyu. He still vividly remembered the near-indestructible Desolate Beasts that roamed there. The Beast King at the end had left a particularly deep impression, injuring even Meng Anwen with a single strike.

The Desolate Voidland was a truly perilous place, one that even these God-level powerhouses spoke of with caution.

Turning his thoughts back to the present, Lin Moyu asked, “Senior Meng, do I still need to continue participating in the Shenxia Tower’s trial?”

Meng Anwen smiled and shook his head, “No, there’s no need. The Shenxia Tower’s trial has already served its purpose for you.”

Lin Moyu had gained everything he could from the trial. It was like a bowl of soup—he had already eaten all the meat. The broth that remained should be left for the others, the so-called whetstones.

Meng Anwen wasn’t unreasonable. The trial would continue to operate for other participants according to the established rules, with rewards distributed as usual. However, this particular opportunity had been a unique chance to help Lin Moyu achieve his transformation.

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The tower emitted a radiant glow, its immense power surging like waves crashing against a reef, accompanied by a deep, resonant rumble.

Countless images were projected into the air as secret realms began to unfold. Each participant was transported into an independent space to undergo their trial.

This process was identical to previous Shenxia Tower trials.

Xia Bojian took a deep breath, “It’s finally starting.”

He knew Meng Anwen was sensible and wouldn’t act recklessly. Yet, an uncomfortable feeling lingered—so many elite students were used as whetstones for Lin Moyu.

Suddenly, Xia Xue called out, “Dummy Lin is out!”

Lin Moyu emerged from the surging energy, his expression calm and composed.

Xia Bojian asked curiously, “Xue, you know Godly General Lin?”

Xia Xue nodded, “We’re classmates. He doesn’t like to talk, so I started calling him Dummy Lin.”

Xia Bojian old face broke into an understanding smile, “So, you two must get along well?”

Xia Xue nodded again. “It’s alright. He doesn’t say much, but he’s a good person.”

Xia Bojian’s gaze shifted to Lin Moyu, pausing on the purple godly general badge affixed to his shoulder.

Though Lin Moyu wasn’t a God-level powerhouse, the badge alone was enough to place him on equal footing with Xia Bojian.

At that moment, Lin Moyu was deep in thought, considering his next steps.

His foundation was solid, nearing perfection. Now, aside the Chuangshi Institute’s radiance, his path forward lay in leveling up.

But what exactly was that radiance?

Even Meng Anwen and the others couldn’t say for sure. They only knew it was crucial, a key to significantly increasing the chance of class sublimation during the third class awakening.

As for whether it held other effects, that remained a mystery.

Two months remained until the ancestral land would open.

As a member of the Chuangshi Institute, Lin Moyu knew that when the time came, Mo Xinghe would issue the summons.

Aside from the Chuangshi Institute, only the Chuangshen Institute and Yanhuang Institute were allocated a limited number of slots to enter the ancestral land. A few slots were also reserved for Xiajing Academy and select influential families across the nation.

These allocations had been established long ago and remained unchanged over the years. Even someone as influential as Bai Yiyuan couldn’t secure an extra slot.

This was one of the reasons Bai Yiyuan had ensured Lin Moyu joined the Chuangshi Institute—it held the largest number of slots.

“Godly General Lin!” A friendly voice broke through Lin Moyu’s thoughts.

Turning, Lin Moyu saw Xia Bojian, instantly recognizing him as a God-level powerhouse.

“Greetings, Senior.” Lin Moyu said politely, preparing to bow.

But Xia Bojian quickly stepped aside, waving his hand dismissively, “No need, no need! You’re a godly general now. In terms of status, we’re equals.”

Lin Moyu nodded, “Is there something you need, Senior?”

Xia Bojian chuckled, “Not at all. Just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Xia Bojian, the former vice-dean of Xiajing Academy and Xue’s great-grandfather.”

Lin Moyu glanced toward Xia Xue and her group, offering a faint smile, “It’s been a while.”

Xia Xue giggled. “It hasn’t even been that long, yet you’ve already become a godly general! How unexpected!”

Lin Moyu replied with a smile, “Just a fortunate turn of events.”