Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 615: The Weapon Of The God Of Bloodshed
The Wind Flower was gone, but the Blood Moon still hung in the sky.
Lin Moyu rose into the air, closing in on it.
From the ground, the Blood Moon had looked vast, like a real moon suspended over the world.
No matter where one stood on the Wind-Lightning Continent, it was clearly visible.
Yet when Lin Moyu approached, he finally saw its true form.
It was only a disk, no larger than a palm.
It had absorbed an enormous amount of soul force, which caused it to shine like a blood-red moon.
Without power flowing through it, it was nothing more than a translucent jade disk.
Now that the Wind Flower boss had fallen, the Blood Moon began to fade.
The crimson light rapidly withdrew, and the disk reverted to its original appearance.
Taking it into his hand, Lin Moyu sensed law force within.
The Detection spell flew out.
[Blood Divine Disk: mythical-grade weapon, the weapon of the God of Bloodshed.]
He was shocked. Not only was it a mythical-grade weapon, but it belonged to the God of Bloodshed.
The God of Bloodshed was not as famous as the Elemental Gods, but that didn’t mean he was weak.
His name was obscure to most people, yet to the imperial family, he was no secret.
Lin Moyu had read about him in the imperial secret vault.
He was a high-tier God, on the same level as the God of Life.
Legend said he was born from a pool of blood and gained consciousness, and eventually ascended to the God-level.
He possessed the power to devour everything and was believed to be undying and indestructible.
The disk in Lin Moyu’s hand carried that same devouring force, capable of swallowing both attacks and health.
But was he truly undying and indestructible?
His weapon had been left behind. That alone implied he had perished.
As for how and when, it was unclear, probably during the previous age or even earlier.
Countless Gods had already fallen. One more hardly mattered.
Lin Moyu used to be curious about such mysteries. Now, he felt indifferent.
What was the point of knowing?
As Antares had said: when his strength reached a certain level, the answers would reveal themselves naturally.
What mattered more now was how to use this mythical-grade weapon.
He had no intention of wielding it himself. Instead, he thought of his teachers.
“Teacher Bai and Teacher Yan fight fiercely and always charge in head-on. This doesn’t suit them.”
“Teacher Meng… he’s a perfect match. I’ll give it to him when I return.”
They had given him too much to not think of them first when he obtained something valuable.
After he stored the Blood Divine Disk away, the Blood Moon in the sky completely vanished.
From that moment on, any Wind Flowers born in the future would no longer possess this skill.
Lin Moyu was now certain that the Wind Flower cluster he had destroyed had been the largest one on the entire Wind-Lightning Continent.
The reason the Wind Flower cluster had been so powerful was because of the Blood Divine Disk.
“If the Wind Flowers had the Blood Divine Disk… what about the Lightning Trees?”
The thought struck him suddenly, and he looked toward the center of the continent.
There stood the largest Lightning Tree forest.
A mountain range stretching for thousands of kilometers, packed with countless Lightning Trees.
Someone once estimated that their numbers exceeded a million.
Their scale far surpassed even the Wind Flower cluster.
“A million…”
A realization struck him, and he quickly checked his EXP.
“98%.”
Lin Moyu’s EXP had unexpectedly reached 98% of level 72, just a sliver away from level 73.
Wiping out the Wind Flower cluster had almost pushed him through an entire level.
If anyone still claimed that grinding in the wild was slower than in dungeons, he would gladly knock some sense into them. For fast leveling, nothing beat slaughtering Wind Flower clusters.
A level per half a day wasn’t a fantasy, so long as one had the strength.
During the battle, Lin Moyu hadn’t even acted personally; only his undead army had fought. If he had joined in, the efficiency would have been even higher. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
“As long as there are enough monsters, my leveling speed has no limit.”
He realized he had discovered a shortcut to rapid leveling.
Suppressing his excitement, he checked his gains.
The ordinary Wind Flowers dropped endless materials of varying sizes.
Fortunately, his storage space expanded with his level. Otherwise, it would have overflowed long ago.
The Wind Flower boss had dropped two legendary-grade materials: Wind Flower Heart and Wind Flower Essence.
Both could be used to craft and upgrade legendary-grade equipment respectively.
However, they were of little use to him.
The Wind Flower Seed required a God-level Botanist to cultivate, and as far as he knew, the human race didn’t possess one.
Useful or not, Lin Moyu collected everything. Someday, it might matter.
After checking his attributes, he flew toward the center of the Wind-Lightning Continent.
With the Blood Moon gone, the entire Wind-Lightning Continent seemed steeped in grief.
Countless Wind Flowers across the continent were wailing, mourning their fallen king.
The sorrow spread through soul resonance. Some couldn’t hear the cries, but all could feel the grief.
Lin Moyu heard them clearly.
“Weakness itself is a sin. When humans were slaughtered by the Demons, crying changed nothing.”
“I must become stronger. And then stronger still.”
He tightened his fists, reminding himself again.
This world followed one brutal rule: the weak were prey to the strong.
Even the mighty Antares had been cast into this place, effectively stripped of freedom.
He carried hatred, vengeance, and murderous intent, yet before the Dragon God, he could only bow and call him Lord Dragon God, swallowing his resentment.
Lin Moyu refused to live that kind of life.
That pain was not meant for him.
After he left, many arrived at the battlefield—Demons, Dragonkind, and humans.
The three forces gathered, wary of each other.
There were many from each side, and the tense three-way standoff formed an unnatural peace. No one made the first move.
Everyone could feel the lingering aura of the battle.
“A God-level fight…”
“I saw the Wind Flower Blood Moon. It was God-level—terrifying.”
“Someone exterminated the Wind Flower cluster…”
“Could it be one of us? A human?”
They speculated endlessly. But Lin Moyu had already left.
No matter how hard they thought, they couldn’t discover the truth.
After a long standoff, the three factions withdrew.
After a prolonged standoff, the three factions finally withdrew.
Enemies who would normally attack on sight forced themselves to hold back. With a third power in play, no one wanted to start a fight only to let others reap the benefits.
Unaware of any of this, Lin Moyu flew at full speed toward the Lightning Mountain Range on the Wind–Lightning Continent.
After about half an hour, he abruptly halted.
A squad of Dragonkind Battle Generals blocked his path.
More than a hundred of them, ranging from level 75 to level of 85, stood before him, supported by a warship.
Lin Moyu was not surprised they had found him.
He carried an extremely strong Dragonkind aura, intensified by the thirteen Dragon Kings he had slaughtered recently.
The Dragonkind could sense it from hundreds of kilometers away.
When they finally confronted him, their expressions twisted between ferocity and fear.
Lin Moyu’s aura surged skyward like a pillar of smoke.
They had never seen anything like it and could only guess how many of their kind he had killed.
Many already felt coming here had been a fatal mistake.
Lin Moyu quickly confirmed their fears.
Without slowing down, he unleashed the Headless Knights.
Activating Charge, the Headless Knights shot forward like bolts of lightning, shattering the Dragonkind formation in an instant.
The warship exploded under the impact, breaking apart in midair.
The Dragonkind Battle Generals were cut down immediately. Only the level 85 general managed a couple of symbolic counterattacks; the rest couldn’t even muster that.
Lin Moyu flew past without so much as a glance, “I nearly forgot, this is Dragonkind territory.”
“I wonder how that secret realm is doing. Has the poison mist dissipated? After I destroy the Lightning Tree forest, I’ll go back and see.”
He still remembered the Derivative Blood Pool within that secret realm.
Although it could only replicate level 70 Dragonkind Battle Generals—no threat to him, no matter how many.
They posed real danger to other class users.
If a war broke out, the casualties could be significant.
Lin Moyu planned to return later. If possible, he intended to destroy the Derivative Blood Pool altogether.
