Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 472 – There Won’t Be Another Chance

The Wind-Lightning Continent was ruled by wind, lightning, or a combination of both.

That was the first line Lin Moyu had read in the briefing material, and now he was experiencing it for himself.

Inside Whirlwind Canyon, fierce gales howled, hurling massive rocks into the air.

Not just rocks weighing hundreds of kilograms, but even boulders tipping over a thousand were sent spinning skyward.

The moment Lin Moyu stepped into the canyon, a whirlwind nearly swept him away.

Even his Lightning Deathwings couldn’t keep him stable. Forced to the ground, he continued on foot.

The canyon's rocks were exceptionally tough, so much so that even Lin Moyu, using his full strength, struggled to break them.

Yet, not long after entering, he witnessed a massive boulder torn in half by two colliding whirlwinds.

The sight instantly sharpened his vigilance.

To Lin Moyu, Whirlwind Canyon felt extremely dangerous. But according to the records, it was only ranked as a mid rank danger zone.

The Lightning Pools flanking the canyon, on the other hand, were ranged as high rank danger zones, as was the Lightning Burial Canyon.

These danger ratings were based on level 80-plus class users.

Areas harmless to peak-level 80-plus class users were considered mid rank danger zones.

Areas that could threaten peak-level class users were marked high rank.

Whirlwind Canyon had no world rank boss. Only a single lord rank boss and a sparse number of ordinary monsters roamed it.

As long as you avoided the deadly whirlwinds, the place wasn’t too perilous.

Compared to the surrounding Lightning Pools, it was much safer.

Still, Lin Moyu stayed sharp as he moved quickly through the canyon, focusing not only on the chaotic whirlwinds but also staying alert to his surroundings.

Across the canyon floor, scoured by violent whirlwinds, small, fist-sized holes dotted the ground.

These were the hiding spots of the canyon’s monsters.

As Lin Moyu passed by, monsters would lunge from these holes in ambush.

They were called Whirlwind Lizards, lizard-like in form but long and slender like serpents.

Infused with powerful wind element, their bodies were wrapped in a whirlwind that acted as natural armor.

Combined with their durable scales, their defenses were formidable.

Fortunately, their offensive power was lacking.

To Lin Moyu, they posed little threat.

No matter how fast the Whirlwind Lizards were, they never got the chance to emerge.

The Skeletal Berserk Warriors moved ahead of him, blocking every hole they encountered. Their massive axes, repurposed as shields, sealed each opening.

The Whirlwind Lizards inside were trapped, unable to surface.

At level 52, enhanced by buffs from the Lich Generals, the Skeletal Berserk Warriors boasted a strength attribute of 410,000.

While no match for level 70 bosses, they were far stronger than ordinary level 70 monsters, and even outclassed many ordinary level 80 monsters in raw power.

With the holes sealed, the Whirlwind Lizards could only thrash helplessly inside.

Once Lin Moyu moved a safe distance away, he would dismiss the Skeletal Berserk Warriors, by which point the Whirlwind Lizards had already lost their target.

By neutralizing the ambushes, all he had to do was avoid the chaotic whirlwinds.

What was supposed to be a mid rank danger zone had become almost trivial.

In less than two hours, he crossed the entire thousand-kilometer-long Whirlwind Canyon.

The terrain narrowed near the end, a natural funnel tapering to a blade-like exit.

Upon emerging from Whirlwind Canyon, Lin Moyu soared into the air.

A mere thousand kilometers had taken him two hours on foot. If flight had been an option, he would’ve crossed it in under thirty minutes.

Boom!

The world lit up. Lightning poured down like rain.

Hovering midair, Lin Moyu looked to either side.

Not far off lay the Lightning Pools, violent realms where lightning thundered in the sky, and seas of lightning blanketed the land.

These weren’t pools of water, but of plasma, lightning so dense it melted the ground.

Lin Moyu had never encountered lightning so intense.

Without the natural buffer of Whirlwind Canyon, crossing the Lightning Pools would have been a real challenge, especially with two world rank bosses prowling within.

In the distance, he spotted a group of class users locked in battle, deep within the lightning.

Only peak-level level 85-plus class users dared set foot here. Some had even reached level 88, considered half-step God-level beings, all to ensure safety.

They noticed Lin Moyu as he observed them.

After confirming he was a fellow human class user, they quickly turned their attention back to the battle.

Lin Moyu adjusted his flight path, heading straight for the Lightning Burial Canyon.

Meanwhile, Mina and the group of Demons were racing forward at high speed, much faster than Lin Moyu.

Mina clutched a map, her senses constantly locked onto Lin Moyu’s position.

“He’s heading for the Lightning Burial Canyon. What’s he going there for?” She was feeling puzzled.

A nearby Demon sneered, “Who cares? We just need to catch up and kill him.”

Another Demon scoffed, “Exactly. Whatever his reason, it’s none of our business. The Demon King is being petty, sending us to kill a mere level 52 human.”

Mina said nothing, though a flicker of disdain crossed her mind.

This wasn’t just any group, but an elite squad under the Darkfiend King, composed of ten Demons, each over level 80.

The party was unusually structured. Some specialized in close combat, others in ranged attacks, and yet others in control.

This balanced composition mirrored the battle formations of humans and Dragonkind, a rare practice among Demons.

Extensive real combat experience proved that this type of party composition was highly effective, far surpassing fighting individually in overall combat effectiveness.

At the head of the squad was Khulieh, a level 83 lord rank Demon, and one of the Darkfiend King’s top enforcers.

In Demon society, lord rank Demons held enormous weight, second only to Demon Kings.

Their attributes made them comparable to lord rank bosses of the same level, placing them on par with atavistic Dragonkind and summit human class users.

Once lord rank Demons advanced to Demon Kings, they became virtually invincible among Demon Kings of the same level, far surpassing Demon Kings like the Fire Demon King.

To guarantee Lin Moyu’s death, the Darkfiend King had dispatched Khulieh, an individual who rarely took action.

Khulieh spoke in a low voice: “Don’t underestimate Lin Moyu. Even the Fire Demon King died at his hands.”

A Demon laughed, “Party Leader, do you really believe that?”

“Yeah. A level 52 human killing a Demon King? Sounds like human propaganda.”

“The Fire Demon King was probably ambushed by God-level experts.”

The Demons muttered among themselves, casual and dismissive.

Mina stayed silent, but thought to herself, “Everyone who underestimated Lin Moyu ended up dead. Anyway, if they want to fight, let them. I’ll just make a quiet exit if things go south.”

She gripped a Teleportation Stone in her hand.

The Teleportation Stone Mina clutched had been gifted by the Succubus Queen herself,
a high-grade item capable of bypassing barriers set by Demon.

The Succubus Queen’s instructions were clear: “If anything goes wrong, run. Don’t concern yourself with the others.”

Demons were inherently selfish. Mina was no exception.

Khulieh asked in a low voice, “Mina, how far are we from Lin Moyu?”

As he looked at her, his eyes smoldered with a hunger.

He wasn’t the only one.

Every Demon in the squad looked at her with similar intent, but Khulieh’s gaze burned brightest.

Mina answered, “We should intercept him before he reaches the Lightning Burial Canyon. I’ve checked the map—no danger zones on the route. Unless we stumble into a large swarm of Wind Petals, it should be smooth.”

Khulieh gave a nod, “Alright.”

Mina could feel his stare lingering, crawling over her like a flame.

Inwardly, she sneered, “Look all you want... You might not get another chance.”

For some reason, she had a strong feeling Khulieh would die at Lin Moyu’s hands.

Since she already considered him a dead man walking, she figured she might as well let him enjoy the view.

After all, she was a Succubus.

Wasn’t it natural for her to be alluring?

Lost in thought, Mina unconsciously released an even stronger wave of charm.

Khulieh’s gaze burned hotter.

Were it not for the Demon King’s mission, he might have insisted on a “closer exchange” then and there.

Meanwhile, far ahead, Lin Moyu came to a halt.

His path was blocked, by a Dragonkind party.