Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 473 – All Of Us Succubi Will Belong To Your

This was Lin Moyu’s second encounter with the Dragonkind on the Wind-Lightning Continent, and once again, they had come for him first.

He had slaughtered too many of their kind, his hands steeped in their blood, his body marked by the lingering hatred of the slain.

To the Dragonkind, Lin Moyu blazed like a sun in the sky, impossible to miss even from afar.

This group blocking his path numbered only ten, all Dragonkind Battle Generals just past level 70.

Lin Moyu didn’t even take them seriously. In his eyes, there was a hint of pity.

Before they could surround him, a vast tide of skeletons surged forth, encircling them completely.

There was no need for words. Encounters between different races always ended in a fight to the death.

Last time, the Dragonkind had escaped aboard their warships. These wouldn’t be so lucky.

Lin Moyu didn’t use the curse, as the area of effect was too wide, spanning ten thousand meters.

If there were Wind Petals hidden nearby, provoking them would cause unnecessary trouble.

Terror crept into the Dragonkind Battle Generals’ expressions.

Lin Moyu nodded slightly, “These are real Dragonkind, not puppets.”

Battle Puppets knew no fear, but real Dragonkind did, and it showed in their eyes.

Surrounded by the skeletons, their faces turned ashen, dread etched into their visages.

All living beings feared death, and Dragonkind were no exception.

But fear was meaningless. Death always came right on schedule.

Their resistance was pathetic. Within moments, they were swallowed by the tide of skeletons.

Lin Moyu earned a bit of military merit, then efficiently stripped their gear.

Their equipment wasn’t half bad, decent enough to melt down for materials.

Lin Moyu had returned to his old rhythm from the upper layer: killing, looting, stripping equipment.

After swiftly finishing this task, he resumed his journey toward Lightning Burial Canyon.

The Wind-Lightning Continent was a world ruled by Dragonkind and Demons.

Dragonkind ruled the south, while Demons the north, with the central region serving as a natural boundary.

The Lightning Burial Canyon lay just south of the central region, within Dragonkind territory, a hotspot of Dragonkind activity.

Along the way, Lin Moyu encountered multiple Dragonkind parties. Each party fell swiftly, offering barely any resistance.

These repeated skirmishes only reinforced his understanding of his own power.

Even ordinary level-80 Dragonkind Battle Generals required only slight effort to defeat.

Only those with advanced bloodlines posed more of a challenge, and even then, just slightly.

As for atavistic bloodline elites, he hadn’t come across any yet.

They were incredibly rare, no more than a handful appearing in any generation, as rare as summit human class users.

Only lord rank Demon were marginally more common, though still extremely scarce.

By the time he reached Lightning Burial Canyon half a day later, hundreds of Dragon Battle Generals had perished by his hand.

Lin Moyu could only imagine the rage boiling within the Dragonkind by now.

Standing several hundred meters away, Lin Moyu gazed at the canyon’s entrance.

It was marked on the map as a high rank danger zone, home to multiple world rank bosses. Even level 80 class users risked death upon entry.

The canyon was eerily silent. Not a single sound could be heard.

No thunder, no lightning, only absolute stillness.

From the Wind-Lightning Ocean onward, there had been a constant barrage of wind and lightning.

The sudden stillness now felt deeply unnatural.

Lin Moyu recalled Antares’ demonstration. The crystal he was meant to retrieve lay deep within this canyon.

Taking a deep breath, he flew toward the canyon, the Abyssal Teleportation Stone gripped tightly in his hand, ready to flee at the first sign of danger.

As he approached the canyon, the world grew quieter.

His heartbeat echoed in his ears. The soft flapping of his Lightning Deathwings, the crackle of static around him, they all became sharper, more distinct.

And then came a peculiar scent.

Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. He’d smelled this scent before.

A barrier snapped into place around him, trapping him inside.

Charming laughter rang through the air as Mina appeared, floating gracefully, with Khulieh at her side.

The elite Demon squad descended, encircling him midair.

Lin Moyu secretly checked the Abyssal Teleportation Stone. It was still functional.

That gave him a sense of reassurance.

He met Mina’s eyes, “Here to die again?”

Knowing her charm had no effect on him, Mina didn’t bother trying. She simply smiled, “The Demon Queen asked me to deliver a message, Godly General Lin.”

Lin Moyu narrowed his eyes, unsure what scheme she was up to.

“The Demon Queen says she greatly admires you. Her previous offer still stands.”

“If you accept, you’ll become her consort, and the Succubi under her command will be yours.”

Lin Moyu scoffed, “I’m human, not some lapdog.”

Mina’s expression turned cold.

How could she not understand? Lin Moyu wasn’t just rejecting her, he was insulting her.

No, he was insulting all Abyssal Demons.

Her sneer matched his, “Then die.”

She turned to Khulieh, “Big Brother Khulieh, I’ll leave him to you.”

At the sound of her irritated voice, Khulieh shuddered, then his aura surged to its peak.

“Good. I’ll chop him to pieces and feed him to the Abyssal Hounds.”

Mina crushed an Abyssal Stone in her hand.

The stone erupted in brilliant flames, and the barrier instantly shifted to a dark green hue.

Abyssal Flame surged within, releasing a strange, oppressive power that pressed down on Lin Moyu.

“This is a sealing stone crafted specifically to suppress human Summoners.” Mina said coldly, “Unless you’re a God-level Summoner, your summoning skills are sealed.”

“Without your summons, what can you even do?”

Lin Moyu felt the foreign power burrow into his body, but it faded just as quickly.

His Status Immunity passive skill nullified all negative statuses, rendering summoning seal techniques against him useless.

“Attack!” Khulieh roared, conjuring a pitch-black spear and lunging straight at Lin Moyu.

In response, Lin Moyu lifted a finger and, with a flash of white light, activated Bone Prison.

Bone Prisons erupted on the Demons, binding them in an instant.

Khulieh howled, his power flaring. With a burst of raw strength, he shattered the Bone Prison binding him instantly.

As a level 83 lord rank Demon, his was comparable to lord rank bosses of the same level in terms of combat power.

Aside from having slightly less health than lord rank bosses, Khulieh lacked nothing. His total attributes exceeded three million.

With sheer brute force, he shattered the Bone Prison instantly.

“Go to hell!” Khulieh roared, charging at Lin Moyu once more.

To him, killing a level 52 class user was child’s play.

But suddenly, a flash of red light broke out, and his speed plummeted.

“A curse!” He snarled.

He forced his power to surge, trying to resist the power of the curse.

In the next moment, a skeleton appeared before him, holding a massive axe.

It raised the axe high and brought it crashing down.

But it wasn’t alone. Skeletons surrounded him from all sides: front, back, above, and below.

In an instant, more than ten axes, glowing red, slashed toward him like a storm.

Khulieh roared and activated a skill.

His spear swept out in a wide arc with a series of loud clangs, knocking back the nearest Skeletal Berserk Warriors.

Much of the curse’s power had been neutralized. He hadn’t fully recovered, but it no longer hindered his ability to fight.

Before he could catch his breath, Elemental Explosions rained down, blinding his vision in bursts of dazzling light.

Although his high defense dulled their damage, but there were just too many.

There were more than ten thousand Skeletal Great Mages, and at least half targeted him.

Alongside the Elemental Explosions came a barrage of arrows from the Skeletal Marksmen.

The arrows crackled as they struck, sending sharp, needling pain through his body.

“Why?! Why haven’t your summoning skills been sealed?!”

“The Demon Queen’s sealing stone shouldn’t fail! This is impossible!”

Mina’s voice echoed through the barrier, edged with panic.

Khulieh turned to look for her, but all he could see was an endless sea of skeletons. Mina had vanished from sight.

His murderous intent locked onto Lin Moyu, “The best way to deal with a Summoner… is to kill the Summoner himself!”

“Die!” With a furious roar, Khulieh thrust his spear forward like a dragon in flight, tearing through the skeletons in his path as he charged at Lin Moyu.

But in the very next instant, a sharp pain exploded in his head.

An unbearable, searing agony flooded his senses, forcing a miserable scream from his throat.

His charge faltered. The spear trembled in his grip, nearly slipping from his hands.