Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 564: Does The Kunlun Divine Palace Have A Solo Mode?

He surprisingly obtained a title…

It had been a long time since that happened.

In Lin Moyu’s memory, he’d only ever earned two titles before—one from the Dragonkind Frontline Outpost, and another, an honorary one, from the Shenxia Empire’s military.

Back then, he hadn’t even undergone his second class awakening. The Dragonkind Frontline Outpost’s title had been a huge help to him, playing a crucial role in his growth.

As for the Shenxia Empire’s title, its attributes were unimpressive, so he’d declined it politely. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

But after his second class awakening, everything changed. All equipment lost their effects, and every title became useless.

Lin Moyu found himself truly alone—support skills from other classes couldn’t affect him, and bonuses from equipment were meaningless.

He existed apart from everyone else, disconnected from the world.

Why that was, even he couldn’t explain.

And now, he had obtained another title… but what use could it have?

He checked its attributes.

[Solitary Battle God: you are a god of battle who walks alone. Your brilliance inspires awe and fear, driving others away.

[All attributes +50,000, all skills +2]

The title was undeniably powerful. Lin Moyu couldn’t help but feel tempted.

The raw attributes didn’t matter much to him, but the “all skills +2” effect, that was the real treasure.

It even enhanced passive skills.

That was why boss accessories were so highly sought after. After all, special effects like that could be game-changing.

Unfortunately, he was immune to equipment effects. Boss accessories were useless to him.

Out of boredom, Lin Moyu tried activating the title anyway.

As expected, it didn’t work.

In his spirit world, the title appeared as a glowing sphere, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t activate it.

He couldn’t use it, and he couldn’t give it away.

“What a waste!” Lin Moyu let out a quiet sigh.

Such incredible attributes… it was practically like wearing two pieces of boss rank accessories.

No matter the class, anyone with this title would see their combat power skyrocket.

And yet, it had fallen into his hands, someone who couldn’t even make use of it. It was a little ridiculous, he had to admit.

Then again, thinking about it, who else could’ve gotten it anyway?

Solitary Battle God—the name said it all. One had to solo clear the dungeon to obtain it.

And how many people could actually do that?

Lin Moyu figured that probably no one in all of humanity could manage it, not even his older sister.

The hourglass had vanished, replaced by a faint, mysterious aura that enveloped him.

It felt like recognition, acknowledgment from the dungeon itself that he had passed its trial and earned the right to advance to the next stage.

He looked up toward the cloud-shrouded summit. It wasn’t time to go there yet.

For now, he would focus on leveling up, strengthening his soul as much as possible.

The stronger his soul, the greater his gains in the upcoming Soul Fusion Grand Formation.

…

When Lin Moyu struck down the boss, a brilliant light burst from the dungeon vortex outside.

A dazzling multicolored beam shot into the sky and exploded into radiant fireworks.

In the nearby encampment, countless people looked up in surprise.

“Another party cleared the trial!”

“Impressive. Wonder which faction they’re from?”

“The big guilds already have optimized strategies. Their veterans carry newcomers through—it’s no surprise their success rate’s high.”

“Must be nice… that’s the power of a great guild. People like us don’t stand a chance.”

Mu Xianxian smiled softly, “That’s great! Moyu passed.”

Beside her, Jialan Jifeng yelped, “Impossible! Godly General Lin was in there for less than half an hour!”

Mu Xianxian said seriously, “It’s not impossible. He always clears dungeons fast, rarely taking longer than that.”

Jialan Jifeng frowned, “I still think that’s impossi—”

Before he could finish, Lin Moyu appeared before the dungeon entrance.

The multicolored light in the sky hadn’t even faded yet. As Lin Moyu emerged, the glow fell upon him, making him look like a divine being descending from the heavens.

Lin Moyu hadn’t expected such a spectacle. But he didn’t care.

Without a word, he took out a Cooldown Talisman, reset the dungeon, and went straight back in.

Everyone outside was utterly stunned.

It wasn’t a party that had cleared the dungeon… it was one person.

“A single person!” Someone shouted, and the entire encampment erupted.

“A single person? That’s impossible!”

“Wait, does the Kunlun Divine Palace have a solo mode now?!”

“I don’t believe it! No one can solo the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon!”

“Forget the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon! No one’s ever soloed even a regular hell rank dungeon!”

Chaos swept through the camp. No one could believe what they’d just seen.

The leaders quickly came out to restore order. They were calmer than most, though disbelief still lingered in their eyes. At least they weren’t shouting nonsense.

A few clever ones began reaching out to confirm the news.

Most of them had been stationed here for years, cut off from the outside world. Verification was the only logical step.

Yuan Kai stared wide-eyed, “That’s impossible… there must be a mistake.”

Zheng Guang patted his shoulder, “Dungeons don’t make mistakes. The light fell on him, which means he’s the one who cleared the dungeon.”

“You and I both know how dungeon rules work. They’ve never been wrong.”

“Do you remember what the third young master of the Jialan Guild called him?”

Yuan Kai’s expression darkened, “I think he said… Brother Lin.”

Zheng Guang chuckled, “His surname is Lin, and he’s that young—can’t you guess who he is?”

Yuan Kai trembled, collapsing to the ground, his face pale with horror.

Seeing this, Zheng Guang simply turned away. He knew Yuan Kai had realized the truth.

Lin Moyu’s identity wasn’t hard to deduce; just a few clues were enough.

And thinking back to how he’d once offered to carry Lin Moyu through a dungeon, Zheng Guang couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

With a background like that, why would Lin Moyu ever need his help?

He had truly overestimated himself.

…

Soon, messages began pouring in.

Several leaders who were on good terms quickly compiled the information and confirmed Lin Moyu’s identity.

Their expressions were filled with shock.

“It’s actually Godly General Lin!”

“He truly lives up to his name! He soloed the middle stage Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon in just half an hour!”

“He’s made history yet again!”

“In all my years here, I never imagined our academy would produce such a prodigy.”

The last comment came from a party leader of Xiajing Academy stationed here.

He had been here for four years. Lin Moyu was his junior from the same academy.

Whether as a fellow academy student or as a human, he couldn’t help but feel proud.

News of Lin Moyu’s record-breaking solo run spread through the entire encampment like wildfire.

Everyone was stunned. But soon, acceptance followed. After all, this was Lin Moyu.

The youngest godly general in human history had already performed countless miracles. This was just another to add to his legend.

Many eyes turned toward the swirling dungeon vortex, eager to see how long he’d take on his next run.

Barely twenty minutes later, the vortex twisted once more, and Lin Moyu stepped out, calm and relaxed.

Without hesitation, he reset the dungeon and went right back in.

“26 minutes!”

Someone shouted, their timer confirming it.

The speed was unbelievable.

Most full 24-person parties needed over 10 hours to clear the dungeon; even top-tier elite parties rarely managed under 7 minutes.

Yet Lin Moyu had done it in 26 minutes, alone.

The difference was beyond comprehension. No amount of manpower could bridge that kind of gap.

Someone even joked that a 240-person party might still fail to match him.

“As expected of Godly General Lin, a being who can even slay God-level experts.”

“With this kind of combat power, a level 65 dungeon must be a complete sweep for him.”

“You have to admire it. That’s the gap between mortals and legends.”

“Having Godly General Lin is the good fortune of our Shenxia Empire, and of humanity itself!”

Lin Moyu continued raiding the dungeon again and again, stabilizing his clear time at 25 minutes, never deviating by more than a dozen seconds.

That consistency was terrifying. It meant he had fully mastered the dungeon’s rhythm.

His control and stability were as fearsome as his power.

Each time he emerged, he was calm, unshaken, as if endless combat couldn’t tire him.

By the end of half a day of relentless grinding, Lin Moyu appeared outside the dungeon once more, his body glowing with the light, indicating that he leveled up.