Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 609: The Old Man Won’t Give It To You, But I Will
Lin Moyu was brimming with confidence.
Just because others failed didn’t mean he would.
After Antares finished speaking, his turbulent mood settled, and he returned to his usual lazy, indifferent demeanor.
Lin Moyu asked calmly, “What about the Abyssal Demons? Where do they come from?”
Antares shook his head, “I won’t tell you.”
Lin Moyu chuckled, “You don’t know, do you?”
Antares sneered, “Don’t try to provoke me. It won’t work. I humored you earlier, don’t get ahead of yourself.”
Lin Moyu disregarded Antares’s words, “I still think you don’t know.”
Antares snorted and fell silent.
Lin Moyu spread his hands, “If you really don’t know, just admit it. It’s not like I can force you. I can’t beat you, and I can’t out-argue you, right?”
Antares turned his head away and closed his eyes, refusing to respond.
Yet strangely, after Lin Moyu’s remarks, the last trace of gloom in his heart dissipated.
Antares finally fully checked out, adopting an attitude of: Say whatever you want, I won’t answer.
Seeing that Antares’s mood had recovered, Lin Moyu stopped pressing him. His goal had already been achieved.
He then said, “Help me take a look at my reward. I can’t figure it out.”
That finally piqued Antares’s interest.
He, too, was curious about the rewards from the Dragon King Palace dungeon.
After all, he had never overseen the Dragon King Palace. And the rewards weren’t fixed, but tailored to each person’s level and class.
The Dragon race had an endless number of treasures.
Moreover, certain beings could even create many items themselves.
When the Dragon King Palace was established, a vast number of treasures had been prepared.
This time, Lin Moyu had encountered the Dragon God, the king of the Dragon race. Even Antares couldn’t guess what reward he would bestow.
Lin Moyu took out a dragon-shaped crystal.
Antares’ eyes widened sharply, and he let out a low growl, “Dragon Soul Crystal. The old man really gave this to you.”
“What does it do?” Lin Moyu asked, staring at the crystal as the seven-colored liquid inside slowly flowed.
It didn’t look extraordinary, yet in Lin Moyu’s eyes, it resembled a boundless, endless ocean.
The Dragon God had never told him its name. He only learned it from Antares.
As for its function or usage, he had no clue.
But judging from Antares’s reaction, it was clearly no ordinary item.
That made sense. After all, someone of the Dragon God’s stature wouldn’t reward someone with something common.
Antares explained, “The Dragon Soul Crystal is extremely hard to forge. Even among the Dragon race, there aren’t many of them.”
“See the liquid? It’s called Dragon Soul Fluid. It’s formed by condensing Dragon soul force.”
“With the Dragon Soul Crystal, you can strengthen your soul, with zero side effects.”
“And the crystal itself is called Dragon Crystal. It contains an enormous amount of laws.”
“Long-term exposure to the Dragon Crystal will make it much easier for you to comprehend laws.”
The Dragon Soul Fluid strengthened the soul, while the Dragon Crystal accelerated one’s comprehension of laws. Either was a priceless treasure.
No matter how powerful external items or equipment were, they could never compare to one’s own strength.
The Dragon Soul Crystal was truly exceptional, perfectly suited to Lin Moyu’s needs.
As Antares spoke, the Dragon Soul Crystal drifted from Lin Moyu’s hand and floated before him.
Antares stared at the Dragon Soul Fluid sealed within the crystal, “Hmm, seven-colored Dragon Soul Fluid. The old man thinks very highly of you.”
Lin Moyu asked, “Is there something special about that?”
Antares gave a faint snort, “Dragon Soul Crystals are divided into grades, and their effects differ greatly.
“The lowest grade contains three-colored liquid. That means the spirit force comes from mixed-blood Dragons—impure, with the weakest effect.
“The better one contains five colors, formed from the spirit force of pureblood Dragons.
“As for your Seven-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, it already carries a trace of Ancestral Dragon aura, making it a top-tier treasure.
“The seven-colored version is the best the Dragons would ever give to outsiders. The peak-tier Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal is never shared.”
Lin Moyu asked instinctively, “Why?”
Antares chuckled, “Think about it yourself. With your intelligence, you should be able to figure it out.”
Lin Moyu had already guessed the answer.
Who would give away their most precious treasure? Naturally, they would keep it for themselves.
Since the Dragon Soul Crystals could strengthen the soul, aid in comprehending laws, and were extremely difficult to manufacture in limited quantities…
The best ones would always be reserved for their descendants. How could they be given to outsiders?
Antares suddenly laughed, “I know what you’re thinking, but you’re wrong.”
Lin Moyu rolled his eyes helplessly. This guy had clearly picked up the bad habit of teasing him.
Antares’s gaze remained locked on the Dragon Soul Crystal, “I can’t tell you the real reason, but it’s not as simple as you think.”
“The old man wouldn’t take out a Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal… but I will.”
Antares exhaled a breath of Dragon Breath, compressing it into a thin thread that completely wrapped around the crystal.
The Dragon Soul Crystal began to glow, erupting with dazzling light.
A radiant rainbow surged into the air. Within it, Divine Dragons flew and roared.
Lin Moyu felt an immensely vast soul force boiling inside.
The soul force was so dense that it transformed from the formless into the tangible, and finally into liquid.
This was Dragon Soul Fluid.
Each drop was unimaginably heavy, filled with astonishing soul force.
It was formed from pure Dragon soul, and producing it required a colossal amount of soul force.
Antares hadn’t been exaggerating. This treasure truly was hard to create.
Antares continuously released Dragon Breath infused with his own soul force, injecting it into the Dragon Soul Crystal.
Then, a miraculous sight occurred.
On the seven-colored rainbow, a new color appeared—black.
Seven colors became eight.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black.
An Eight-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal.
Lin Moyu was secretly shocked.
Antares had actually enhanced the Dragon Soul Crystal’s grade.
He used his own soul force to forcibly elevate the Dragon Soul Crystal’s grade.
Lin Moyu realized his earlier guess had been correct. Antares was far more than a mere pureblood Dragon.
He had to possess an Ancestral Dragon bloodline. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to refine the Dragon Soul Crystal to such a level.
Seven colors were already considered top-tier, while nine-colored crystals had never been given to outsiders, proving just how difficult they were to create.
Yet Antares had done it, using his own power to push the Seven-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal even further.
When the eighth color emerged, Antares became extremely cautious.
The once surging torrent of soul force transformed into a gentle stream, slowly and carefully flowing into the crystal.
A full day passed without visible change.
Antares continued injecting soul force, simultaneously applying the laws under his control to transform the Dragon Soul Crystal.
Lin Moyu remained patient. He understood that the refinement could not be rushed.
He didn’t stay idle either. He began summoning skeletons and Headless Knights.
Having reached level 72, he had to fill the ranks of his undead army.
At level 72, he gained one more Lich General, bringing the total to 52.
His summon space increased by 200, reaching 2,800.
The total size of the undead army surged to 145,600.
Headless Knights, Skeletal Berserk Warriors, Skeletal Great Mages, and Skeletal Marksmen each numbered 36,400—perfectly balanced.
Compared to level 71, his army had grown by a massive 13,000 units, requiring four hours of nonstop summoning.
While Antares worked to refine the Dragon Soul Crystal, Lin Moyu expanded his undead forces.
Without words, their actions formed a quiet, natural harmony.
Three days passed.
The Dragon Soul Crystal’s outer form underwent subtle changes, appearing more vivid and alive.
Inside, the Dragon Soul Fluid shimmered, and the ninth color finally appeared.
Lin Moyu fixed his gaze on it.
The ninth color was white.
“Antares is about to succeed…” Lin Moyu clenched his fists, sensing that only the final step remained.
Several hours later, on the rainbow of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and black, another halation rose.
A pure white halation.
The Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, the peak-tier Dragon Soul Crystal of the Dragon race.
The boiling energy that had raged for days finally settled.
Antares withdrew his power and spoke casually, as though he’d done nothing remarkable: “Nine-colored. Barely acceptable.”
That guy was clearly showing off.
