Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 553: Resolve To Grow Stronger

The sky turned blue once more.

High above, Meng Anwen hovered in midair, the slowly rotating Shenxia Tower behind him.

“ Demon Emperor… Jiang Yi…”, He clenched his fists tightly, “Both are unbelievably powerful.”

As a level 95 God-level powerhouse, Meng Anwen had stood at the pinnacle of humanity. Only Emperor Di of the Chuangshen Institute could suppress him.

He had basked in the light of invincibility for so many years that he had nearly forgotten what defeat felt like.

But today, the Demon Emperor and Jiang Yi reminded him of that feeling.

The Demon Emperor’s mere phantom had toyed with him, defeating him effortlessly with two casual flicks of the finger, each strike drawn from an unfathomable well of power.

And Jiang Yi, not yet fully resurrected, had—wielding only his Demon-Slaying Sword—obliterated the Demon Queen’s avatar and annihilated the Demon Emperor’s phantom from across a large distance.

Either one of them was far beyond his reach.

For the first time in many years, the fire within Meng Anwen reignited.

He clenched his fists tighter. There were no bold declarations, only a silent vow in his heart: “I, Meng Anwen, have never been weaker than anyone.”

If he wasn’t strong enough, he would simply grow stronger.

His fighting spirit blazed anew, fierce and youthful, like when he was twenty.

At that moment, there was no obstacle in the world that could stop him.

…

Lin Moyu had just completed another dungeon run.

In less than three days, he had already reached level 58, a pace unthinkable for ordinary class users.

As long as his cooldown charges held out, he could level up every couple of days.

Unfortunately, his four Advanced Cooldown Talismans, which once totaled 200 uses, now had fewer than 30 remaining, insufficient to push him to level 59.

“Once I finish this run, I’ll head back to see Teacher and recharge the Cooldown Talismans. Two more days of grinding after that… and I should hit level 60.”

“I wonder what new skills I’ll unlock then.”

With that faint anticipation, Lin Moyu entered the dungeon again.

Half an hour later, he cleared it, just as he always did.

Though repetitive, watching his EXP bar climb filled him with quiet satisfaction.

But this time, as he exited the dungeon, a sudden metallic tang filled the air—the scent of blood.

The sky had darkened. Distant screams echoed.

A massive spear projection tore came crashing straight down toward him.

Lin Moyu’s reaction was fast, but the spear projection was faster. Before he could dodge, it struck him head-on, hurling him through the air.

The snow piled before the dungeon entrance erupted, revealing the frozen earth beneath.

His Bone Armor shattered instantly, unable to withstand even half a second of impact.

Inside his summon space, his undead army trembled under the backlash.

“A God-level attack! Abyssal aura—it’s a Demon King!”

Lin Moyu’s mind raced, instantly identifying the threat.

Even as he was flung backward, a second spear projection was already descending.

Light flared around him as his undead army materialized in full force.

The Lich Generals’ healing spells pulsed without pause, restoring their ranks.

The second strike landed squarely as it was too fast to evade.

The immense damage transferred to his undead troops. Fortunately, Lin Moyu had summoned them in time. Under the Lich Generals’ healing, the undead army managed to withstand the blow.

Then, the undead troops quickly dispersed to avoid area-of-effect attacks.

A third spear projection fell, faster than the previous two.

All three spear projections struck in rapid succession, within just half a second.

The enemy’s speed was monstrous, yet Lin Moyu’s reaction speed kept him alive.

If he hadn’t released his undead army in time, he would have been killed instantly.

He compared the strength to the Kunlun Snow God he faced before and concluded that this Demon King was even stronger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the dungeon entrance littered with corpses.

A vast barrier enclosed the area, turning it into a pitch-black abyssal domain.

Fury ignited within him at the sight of the slain humans. His killing intent surged.

Then, in the brief lull after the third strike, he finally saw the enemy—a ten-meter-tall Demon King with colossal wings spanning over thirty meters.

In his hand burned a massive spear wreathed in Abyssal Fire, which was the source of those deadly spear projections.

Lin Moyu recognized him instantly: Darkfiend King, one of the most powerful Demon Kings.

But this was no main body, just an avatar.

Everyone knew that after nearly a thousand years of effort by humanity, it was extremely difficult for the main body of an Abyssal Demon King to cross over.

Even if one did manage it—at an immense cost—the human God-level powerhouses would respond immediately.

“An avatar… about level 90 or 91.”

“I can handle it.”

The Demon King raised his spear once more, unleashing another spear projection that tore through the air.

“Enough already!” Lin Moyu roared.

The Primordial Rune on the back of his right hand flared brilliantly.

Skill: Focus Power!

In an instant, Lin Moyu’s attributes soared to their peak.

Astonishment flashed across his eyes as immense power surged through his body.

His attributes had broken past their former limits, no longer capped at 1 million, but reaching 1.5 million.

Antares had once said that the limit of one’s attributes was determined by both body and soul.

His journey through the Divine Stone Dungeon had refined his soul, strengthening it beyond imagination.

Even though his body hadn’t changed much, it too had evolved, raising its potential to match.

A flame ignited in Lin Moyu’s left hand.

Skill: Soul Blaze!

The power of Soul Blaze depended not only on its level, but also on Lin Moyu’s spirit attribute.

And now, with 1.5 million in spirit, its power had multiplied severalfold.

The Darkfiend King screamed in agony, his assault faltering mid-strike.

“I’ll kill you!” The Demon King bellowed, enduring the searing pain as he lunged forward, his massive body turning into a streak of black light that fell like a meteor.

“Bring it on!”

Lin Moyu willed it, and the Enhance Troops skill on his left hand blazed to life.

The damage of Soul Blaze surged again—another 500% increase from before.

A second flame struck the Darkfiend King’s forehead.

Black mist burst from his body as Abyssal Fire consumed the sky.

The Darkfiend King sneered, “Useless! You think a soul attack can harm me? Dream on!”

Even his soul was wrapped in the black mist, forming a protective layer that blocked Lin Moyu’s Soul Blaze—yet not entirely.

After all, this was only an avatar, not his main body. The soul within was weak, and so was its defense.

With attributes reaching 1.5 million and Enhance Troops boosting damage by 500%, his soul defense could only absorb part of the attack.

Searing pain tore through his body once more, cutting off the Darkfiend King’s sneer and twisting his movements in agony.

Even a Demon King could not easily withstand pain of the soul.

The instant Soul Blaze erupted, Lin Moyu unleashed Deterioration Curse and Poison Starburst.

At the same time, Elemental Liches appeared beside him, thunder crackling as his undead army surged forward.

At the forefront, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors raised their axes and unleashed their skill.

“Get lost! Darkfiend Spear!”

The Demon King roared, conjuring a flaming black spear that cleaved through the air, spawning countless spear projections.

The world, already drowned in darkness by his barrier, became pitch black.

Countless spears projection glimmered faintly in the darkness, striking down at the charging Skeletal Berserk Warriors.

Elemental Explosions flared, momentarily illuminating the battlefield.

A crimson light flashed in Lin Moyu’s hand, and the Fire Lich appeared, wreathed in searing fire.

The blazing inferno collided with the Demon King’s darkness, painting the battlefield in violent color.

The Fire Lich lunged forward, fire trailing behind. Feeling the God-level heat, the Darkfiend King spun his weapon, forming a wall of interlocked spear projections.

With a thunderous boom, the Fire Lich detonated.

A storm of fire surged outward, forcing the Darkfiend King to stagger back.

Lin Moyu winced as the blast consumed many of his skeletons. The explosion’s might was immense, beyond what the skeletons could bear.

Once their limit was exceeded, the Comprehensive Link talent would be rendered ineffective.

At first, Lin Moyu thought it was a flaw.

But on reflection, he realized that sometimes losing a few was better than losing all. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Whether it was a weakness or a safeguard depended on how one used it.

The Darkfiend King was blasted away. However, he was uninjured. He charged again.

A green light shimmered in Lin Moyu’s palm, and the Poison Lich emerged, formed from the Poison God’s Blood Essence.

The Darkfiend King froze, then retreated frantically, roaring, “Darkfiend Spear Sea!”

The barrier filled with countless spear projections, forming a sea of spears.

The spear projections rained down upon the undead army and the Poison Lich alike.

After advancing only a few hundred meters, the Poison Lich detonated in a thunderous blast.

Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. His opponent had already discerned his tactics.