Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 562: You’re Hopeless, Completely Hopeless
Lin Moyu thought today felt unusually lively.
Jialan Yeyu had shown up, and beside her stood Mu Xianxian.
Compared to Jialan Jifeng, Jialan Yeyu was far more outgoing. She greeted Lin Moyu by name without hesitation.
Mu Xianxian’s beautiful eyes, in particular, were locked onto Lin Moyu, the meaning in her gaze obvious to anyone with half a brain.
Behind Jialan Yeyu stood her Yeyu Knights, gathered in full force.
Lin Moyu nodded in greeting. They weren’t close, but they were at least old acquaintances.
Jialan Yeyu strode over, “You’re here at the Kunlun Divine Palace to do dungeon grinding too?”
That much was obvious. No one came here for anything else.
Ignoring her question, Lin Moyu turned to Mu Xianxian, “Congratulations.”
Mu Xianxian immediately understood what he meant.
“Thank you. If it weren’t for you, I never would’ve gotten the Talent Divine Stone.”
She wasn’t purely a combat-type class user, yet her performance in the Divine Stone Dungeon had been remarkable.
It wasn’t just her Combat Instinct talent, her Daze skill and the later-acquired Surestrike talent also played a key role in her remarkable performance in the Divine Stone Dungeon.
With this talent combined with her Daze skill, she was even more formidable in one-on-one combat than most combat-type class users.
And all of that was thanks to Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu smiled faintly but said nothing. After a brief exchange, he started walking toward the dungeon.
Suddenly, Mu Xianxian called out, “Can I come with you?”
She simply wanted to be with Lin Moyu. The straightforward Mu Xianxian spoke without hesitation, but to others, her request was surprisingly bold.
Even the carefree Jialan Yeyu wouldn’t have said something so direct.
Lin Moyu smiled, “Not this time. I need to level up quickly right now.”
A flicker of disappointment crossed Mu Xianxian’s face. She hadn’t expected to be refused.
But then Lin Moyu added, “Next time, I’ll take you grinding.”
Her face immediately lit up, and she nodded eagerly, “Okay!”
As Lin Moyu walked away, Jialan Yeyu snorted, “Stop staring, or your eyeballs are going to fall out.”
Mu Xianxian ignored her, eyes still fixed on Lin Moyu’s departing figure.
Jialan Yeyu sighed, “Xianxian, oh Xianxian… Lin Moyu already has someone he loves.”
Mu Xianxian just smiled, “I know. But that doesn’t mean I can’t like him.”
Jialan Yeyu groaned, “Are you feeling okay? How can you say that so calmly?”
Mu Xianxian’s voice softened, “As long as I can go dungeon grinding with him… that’s enough.”
Jialan Yeyu threw up her hands, “You’re hopeless. Completely hopeless.”
Mu Xianxian’s cheeks flushed, “I’ve been hopeless for a long time.”
Not far away, Jialan Jifeng listened in, utterly bewildered.
His sister actually knew Godly General Lin personally, and even called him by name, yet he didn’t seem the least bit annoyed.
“Are they really that close? Or is Godly General Lin just that easygoing?”
“No… after greeting my sister, he didn’t say another word to her. But he talked a lot more with Xianxian.”
“Even though he turned her down this time, he promised to take her next time.”
“Xianxian’s definitely fallen for him…”
As those thoughts swirled in his head, he suddenly realized Lin Moyu was already standing at the dungeon entrance.
As Lin Moyu stood alone, countless eyes turned toward him.
The next instant, under everyone’s gaze, his figure vanished. He had entered the dungeon.
The swirling vortex glowed faintly, ripples of light spreading across its surface.
Everyone present was an experienced class user; they could tell at a glance that Lin Moyu had gone in alone.
“What’s that guy thinking? Going in solo, does he have a death wish?”
“Maybe he’s just sightseeing.”
“Sightseeing? In the middle stage dungeon? The fighting starts the moment you enter—no time to prepare.”
“Just watch. He’ll be crawling back out any second.”
A cluster of class users waited, smirking, eager to mock his failure.
Yuan Kai sneered too, unable to resist a few jabs. He was still in a foul mood after being scolded by his party leader.
He hadn’t realized the other man was the third young master of the Jialan Guild, a guild far above his own Shanhai Guild.
Nor had he expected Lin Moyu to actually know that young master.
He chalked it up to bad luck but blamed everything on Lin Moyu.
In truth, he didn’t even know Lin Moyu’s name.
Hostility was a strange thing. It often needed no reason at all.
Seeing Lin Moyu enter the dungeon alone, Jialan Jifeng frowned, “Can Godly General Lin really solo it?”
Mu Xianxian turned and snorted, “Of course. For Moyu, this kind of dungeon is child’s play.”
Jialan Yeyu nodded, “I’ve never fought beside him myself, but judging by his strength, it should be no problem.”
Mu Xianxian could hear the whispers around them, with most waiting for Lin Moyu to fail.
She sneered, “Just wait. They’ll be eating their words soon enough.”
Her gaze remained locked on the dungeon entrance, unwavering, filled with absolute faith.
Inside the middle stage Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon, the difficulty was far greater than in the early stage.
There was no safe zone. Once you entered, battle began immediately.
As Lin Moyu’s vision cleared, a massive black shadow lunged at him—a black bear over five meters tall, charging like a living mountain.
Behind it, other beasts flickered in the gloom.
Instinctively, Lin Moyu shot upward, the Lightning Deathwings flaring as he dodged the bear’s pounce.
A piercing screech split the air. From above, a storm of feathers rained down like arrows.
They struck with sharp, rapid impacts, but his Bone Armor shimmered to life, deflecting the barrage.
After reaching level 60, the Bone Armor’s defense had also advanced.
By default, it offered defense equivalent to 6,000 points of physique—not particularly impressive, even weaker than a Mage’s Shield.
Its advantage, however, lay in its versatility: it could be cast on others and had no cooldown, allowing for continuous, uninterrupted use.
But Lin Moyu’s talent changed everything. With its 70x enhancement, the armor’s defense soared to an astounding 420,000.
Even under a dense rain of feathers, the Bone Armor remained firm and unshaken.
Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed as he spotted a massive black eagle swooping toward him, its feathers reattaching to its body.
“It can reuse its feathers…” He murmured, a flicker of surprise crossing his mind.
The world truly was vast and full of wonders.
Suddenly, a long, thick shadow lashed up from the ground like a whip. It struck with tremendous force, twisting and rattling his Bone Armor.
That power… Lin Moyu estimated the creature’s strength attribute to exceed 200,000.
It was a colossal black python, fifteen meters long.
After its strike, it slammed into the ground, coiled, and launched itself again.
At the same moment, the black bear roared and leaped high, charging straight at Lin Moyu.
Lin Moyu sidestepped and flicked his fingers, casting Detection several times in quick succession.
[Kunlun Battle Eagle (leader monster)]
[Level: 66]
[Kunlun Battle Bear (leader monster)]
[Level: 66]
[Kunlun Battle Python (leader monster)]
[Level: 66]
The results were the same each time. They were all leader rank monsters.
In dungeon terms, leader rank monsters were equivalent to ordinary bosses in the wild.
Yet their strength varied with the dungeon’s difficulty.
In high difficulty dungeons, leader monsters could easily surpass ordinary bosses of the same level, sometimes even rivaling lord rank bosses.
The Kunlun Divine Palace was precisely such a place: a high difficulty, 24-person dungeon.
Its leader monsters were far stronger than ordinary bosses in the wilderness, though still slightly weaker than true lord rank bosses, existing somewhere in between.
The difficulty of the middle stage Kunlun Divine Palace lied precisely in this point.
There was no preparation time, and no ordinary monsters.
Every creature in the dungeon was a leader rank monster, each far stronger than a normal bosses found outside.
The moment a team entered, they faced crushing pressure.
And right now, all of that pressure bore down on Lin Moyu alone.
Yet he smiled faintly. He already had a plan.
“Let’s see how strong the Skeletal King really is!”
The undead army appeared, and soon after, black mist filled the air.
Then a throne flickering with a ghastly white light and wreathed in the color of blood materialized within the dungeon.
