Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 47 - Sacred Swordsman; Frenzy Mode

The fourth round of the examination commenced.

A third Skeletal Warrior materialized in front of Lin Moyu. The three skeletons immediately charged toward the monsters, whose levels ranged from level 9 to level 13, felling a monster with each swing of their blades.

Lin Moyu’s palm glowed with firelight, and a blazing flame landed on the head of the Wizard-type monster in the rear. The creature perished instantly.

The entire round lasted less than three seconds.

In that fleeting moment, nine Worg Beastman Warriors and a Worg Beastman Mage were slain.

“This…”

“This kid has a third summon?”

“That punk! Why didn’t he use it earlier?”

“Why hide his strength like this?”

“But think about it—if he’s this strong, it’s good news for us.”

Amid the murmurs, Ning Xuanfeng’s expression betrayed no surprise—only satisfaction.

Lin Moyu curled his lips unconsciously. To him, this so-called “great examination” was no challenge at all. It didn’t hold a candle to his first time in the Xihai Mine Dungeon. There was no thrill, no danger.

It was dull.

Feeling bored, he took out a sweet potato and began eating it leisurely.

“I’m done watching. This kid makes it look too easy.”

“Agreed. Watching someone else would be more entertaining.”

Indeed, Lin Moyu’s efficiency made his battles anticlimactic. He dispatched the monsters within seconds of their appearance, leaving little for the audience to savor.

Meanwhile, Xia Xue was retreating, treading on a path of flames. The Worg Beastmen pursued her relentlessly, stepping into the fire and suffering constant fire damage.

Skill: Burning Trail!

Burning Trail was a Mage skill that could only be mastered after reaching level 10. It left a fiery path in its wake, dealing continuous fire damage. Here, it proved highly effective.

Group offensive skills were a Mage's forte, and despite her relatively low level, Xia Xue had already mastered two such skills. The other was Rain of Ice, which not only dealt damage but also had a slowing effect.

By combining these two skills, Xia Xue efficiently dealt with the Worg Beastman Warriors.

In contrast, Zuo Mei struggled more. As a Rogue, she excelled in explosive damage, diverse combat techniques, and control-type skills.

Rogue was an excellent class for assassination and one-on-one combat, but it lacked expertise in crowd combat.

Without any group attack skills, Zuo Mei was forced to eliminate the monsters one by one, making her efforts appear slower and more taxing.

As for Wang Zihao, he stuck to his reckless combat style. His massive two-handed blade cleaved through the air with raw power.

Regardless of who it was, every contestant's fight was quite captivating—except for Lin Moyu's.

None of the examiners wanted to watch him, since he spent far more time spacing out than fighting monsters.

“There’s no point in watching him anymore. He’s already secured first place in the fourth round.”

“Yeah. Let’s see if he will participate in the fifth round.”

“He is far ahead of the competition. But if he skips the fifth round, others might catch up to him.”

The fourth round of the examination tested the examinees against waves of monsters. Each wave consisted of 10 monsters, arriving one minute apart. The challenge lay in keeping pace: the slower the participants, the more monsters they had to face at once.

After three minutes, some examinees were overwhelmed and had to forfeit. Transported out of the Trial Tower, these participants bore no shame—being eliminated in the fourth round was still considered an achievement.

Many of them even looked relieved, worn down by the sheer number of monsters. Despite their elimination, they were acknowledged as geniuses, with guaranteed entry into a top-100 academy.

“That was terrifying! I thought I was going to be eaten alive.”

“There’s no way I could’ve taken down so many monsters.”

“How many people do you think will pass this round of the examination?”

“I thought I was strong, but there’s always someone stronger.”

“Speaking of which, that Lin Moyu guy is incredible. I doubt even this round will stump him.”

Gao Yang, after enduring until the fifth wave of monsters, finally reached his limit and chose to forfeit. When he emerged from the Trial Tower, he overheard discussions about Lin Moyu. Unable to hold back, he proudly declared, “Lin Moyu is my boss. Of course, he’s incredible!”

“Brother, what’s your name?”

“Gao Yang, from Xihai No. 1 High School.”

“So it’s Brother Gao. Can you tell us more about Lin Moyu?”

Gao Yang grinned, “Sure, sure, let me fill you in.”

He launched into a soliloquy, recounting stories about Lin Moyu’s feats. When he mentioned how Lin Moyu had carried him through a nightmare rank dungeon and cleared it in just ten minutes, the crowd’s skepticism was palpable.

Many dismissed his claims as exaggerations, but Gao Yang didn’t care. He wasn’t speaking to convince anyone—he was venting, letting out everything he had kept bottled up.

As the fourth round progressed, more and more examinees were eliminated. The number of active footages displayed at the top of the Trial Tower gradually dwindled.

In the end, only five participants remained: Lin Moyu, Xia Xue, Zuo Mei, Wang Zihao, and Feng Xiu.

[Feng Xiu, level 15, Sacred Swordsman]

At this point, the examiners focused their attention on Feng Xiu.

With a steady rhythm, Feng Xiu wielded his sword, navigating nimbly through the encircling monsters. His movements were as fluid and precise as Zuo Mei’s. While each of his attacks seemed modest in impact, their cumulative effect was impressive.

As the saying went, many a little makes a mickle.

“This guy Feng Xiu has finally started to show his true strength.”

“Sacred Swordsman is a superior class, so why didn’t he perform well from the start? Why wait until now?”

“He’s probably from the Feng Family, a prominent Swordsman lineage. They’re well-versed in the rules of the great examination. He must know the last two rounds are crucial for scoring points.”

“That’s why he’s been conserving his energy until now.”

“Ah, that makes sense. The Feng Family helped design the examination’s rules, so it’s no surprise he’s familiar with them.”

“Look, Wang Zihao has gone into frenzy mode!”

“He’s no fool. He timed it perfectly to unleash Frenzy for maximum impact.”

The seventh wave of monsters appeared.

With a roar, Wang Zihao activated Frenzy.

[Frenzy: for five minutes, strength and physique increase by 500%, while agility decreases by 200%. After the frenzied state ends, the user enters a weakened state for 30 minutes.]

In his frenzied state, Wang Zihao’s attack power skyrocketed, making him an unstoppable force. However, due to the skill’s five-minute limit, he had to time its activation carefully. So he waited until the seventh wave of monsters appeared before activating it.

At this point, more than 30 monsters remained on the battlefield. With the addition of the seventh wave, their numbers swelled to over 40.

Wielding his massive blade with devastating efficiency, Wang Zihao tore through the monsters like a scythe through wheat. With every sweeping strike, he felled two or three monsters at a time, rapidly clearing the field.