Necromancer: I Am A Disaster-Chapter 628: I’m Actually This Hard To Deal With

Amidst the explosion, Lin Moyu activated Charge, twin swords sweeping out as he burst forward.

The power of Elemental Rampage was tied directly to one’s spirit force. The higher the spirit force, the stronger the resulting blast.

Although the flame Knights survived the explosion, they were blown clean off their mounts, both rider and mount tumbling across the ground.

Their Charge skill was forcefully interrupted at the critical moment.

Lin Moyu seized the opening and launched Charge.

His two swords, each larger than a person, whirled toward the enemy, shredding everything in their path.

The Charge skill erupted with terrifying force, splitting flame Knights and their mounts cleanly in half.

Flames burst skyward, and a mysterious aura surged into Lin Moyu’s body.

The duration of Focus Power extended once more, and his attributes increased slightly.

Without slowing, Lin Moyu dove into the group of flame Knights, repeating his earlier strategy: trading injury for life.

It was a tactic he had used many times, and it had almost never failed.

Although the flame Knights had acquired the Charge skill from him, they clearly hadn’t mastered his combat style.

Even with their numbers, they failed to form an effective encirclement.

Lin Moyu constantly shifted his position, weaving around the battlefield, always staying at the edge and never allowing them to surround him.

Flame Knights fell one after another beneath his swords. With every kill, his attributes grew, making him even stronger and faster.

This time, Lin Moyu fought with greater precision and ease.

In less than an hour, the entire 1,000-strong group of flame Knights had been wiped out.

Each flame Knight was no weaker than a level 80 Knight.

And yet, even with his skills sealed, Lin Moyu was able to kill them solely by relying on Focus Power.

This was proof of just how extraordinary the Primordial Rune skills truly were.

Before entering the Primordial Space, Lin Moyu had considered that if he could only keep one of the two rune skills, he would choose Focus Power.

On the surface, Enhance Troops offered a greater boost.

But Lin Moyu always upheld one truth: Only one’s own power is true power.

He held high expectations for Focus Power. Though it wasn’t at full potential yet, its future possibilities were limitless.

Whether ascending to God-level or even Transcendent God-level, this skill could raise his strength by at least an entire tier.

Of course, if possible, he had no intention of abandoning Enhance Troops.

With both skills together, his power would be even stronger.

When the last flame Knight fell, Lin Moyu took a deep breath.

To his surprise, he didn’t feel tired at all. His Divinity Force was still active.

His skills were sealed. His talents were sealed.

But Divinity Force remained untouched.

Lin Moyu immediately understood what that implied.

The source of Divinity Force, the Shenzhou Cauldron, had astonished even Antares. Its tier was unquestionably extraordinary.

If Divinity Force wasn’t sealed, then the Shenzhou Cauldron had to be on the same tier as the Primordial Runes… if not higher.

“It seems I’ve got a great advantage.”

Just the presence of Divinity Force gave him an overwhelming edge.

A 7,400% fatigue recovery rate turned him into an untiring combat machine. He could fight at full intensity for days without exhaustion.

If it were someone else, even if they overcame the two consecutive battles, their stamina might be running out by now.

Lin Moyu checked his attributes again. They had risen once more.

Each attribute increased by another 200,000, raising his base attribute to 1.4 million each.

After Focus Power’s bonus, each attribute climbed to 2.38 million, for a total of 9.52 million, just shy of the 10-million mark.

Lin Moyu had used Focus Power many times, so he knew it had a ceiling: 9.99 million.

It was a restriction imposed by the laws.

However, Lin Moyu felt that in the Primordial Space, he might be able to break this limitation.

If he won one more battle and his attributes increased again, he might experience God-level power ahead of time.

That would surely help with his eventual breakthrough to God-level.

While he was deep in thought, the third enemy appeared.

This time, it wasn’t a group but a single foe.

A humanoid figure stepped forward, clad in armor with its face concealed.

Its figure was nearly identical to Lin Moyu’s, and it held two swords, identical to his.

Lin Moyu was struck dumb. It was imitating him.

Earlier, the enemy only mimicked his Charge skill.

Now it was copying his figure and weapons.

What was happening?

Lin Moyu sensed that it might end up replicating all of his skills.

Though this enemy was alone, it radiated far greater danger.

Without giving him time to think, the opponent activated Charge and lunged.

Lin Moyu countered with the same tactic as before, triggering Elemental Rampage just as the enemy closed in.

With only one target, he locked on it directly.

The explosion detonated violently.

But Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. He saw a different glow within the blast: the light of Group Defense.

The opponent rushed out of the explosion wrapped in a protective shield.

“Just as I thought. It’s using my skills.”

“Judging by its aura, its attributes are almost identical too. I wonder if it even copied my tactic of trading injury for life.”

Lin Moyu’s heart tightened. He didn’t dare be careless and attacked immediately.

Both wielded twin swords. The clash of four swords was deafening.

Ripples of force spread through space like waves, layer upon layer, warping the world around them.

Their strength was almost perfectly matched.

Their fighting styles and skills were identical.

When Lin Moyu used the trading-injury-for-life tactic, the opponent did the same.

When he healed, it healed as well.

Grinding his teeth, Lin Moyu realized it wasn’t just imitating his skills and attributes.

It was mimicking his entire combat style.

He was literally fighting himself.

The duel raged on, sword flashes intertwining, neither side able to gain an advantage.

Lin Moyu switched tactics repeatedly, cycling through every skill he had.

But the opponent knew them all, nullifying each one.

And with both sides having a healing skill, the stalemate only grew more suffocating.

Even when he managed to land a solid strike, the enemy recovered within moments.

Only then did Lin Moyu truly grasp how troublesome he himself must be to fight. How hopeless it must feel to face him as an enemy.

Right now, that hopelessness was his own.

“It seems I can only rely on endurance.”

“You can copy my skills and my attributes, but you definitely can’t copy Divinity Force.”

He pinned all his hopes on that single trait.

The fact that Divinity Force couldn’t be sealed spoke to its tier—likely too high to imitate.

If the enemy’s endurance was also infinite, then the fight was meaningless.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Moyu launched a frenzied assault.

The opponent matched him blow for blow, and both sides’ energy consumption spiked sharply.

But thanks to Divinity Force, Lin Moyu’s stamina and spirit recovered at an astonishing rate.

After half a day of relentless combat, a smile finally tugged at his lips.

The enemy was tiring, its speed slowing, its power weakening.

At this level, even the smallest gap became decisive.

Lin Moyu’s attacks grew increasingly ferocious, each strike faster than the last.

Every blow was full-force, returning to his reckless strategy of trading injury for life.

He had to exhaust the opponent and seize victory in one go.

After hundreds more exchanges, the opening appeared.

His sword swept cleanly across the opponent’s neck, slicing through armor and severing its head.

Lin Moyu exhaled softly—not from fatigue, but from triumph.

He had finally won. He had defeated himself.

“And that was with my skills sealed. If I had fought my full self… that would’ve been a nightmare.”

The fight deepened his understanding of his own strength. He truly was a tough monster.

He offered three seconds of silent mourning for his enemies.

At the same time, Lin Moyu grew vigilant. The colossal creature in the sky, large enough to blot out the heavens that was a truly powerful existence.

And there were also those unmatched beings scattered across the starry sky, not to mention the old man riding the green ox who erased them as if they were nothing.

Those were the real powerhouses. Compared to them, he was insignificant.

A wave of heavy blood scent drifted over.

It had vanished during the battle, but now it flooded the air once more.

Another drop of blood fell down, splashing onto Lin Moyu’s head.

He didn’t dodge; he couldn’t.

That one drop carried the stench of a sea of blood.

Then more drops fell, one after another, drenching him like a rain of blood.

The law hidden within the blood seeped slowly into every corner of his body.