Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The Venomous Flood Dragon was a treasure trove from head to toe. In truth, every world rank boss was.

As Lin Moyu pondered whether he should hunt more world rank bosses for their valuable drops, the ground suddenly trembled.

What followed was a scene that left him stunned.

The mountain-like piles of corpses began to sink rapidly, as if an invisible whirlpool had opened beneath them, swallowing everything whole.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies vanished—even the freshly dissected Venomous Flood Dragon disappeared without a trace.

The ground returned to its original state, pristine and untouched. Not even a single bloodstain remained.

Lin Moyu knew that both the Dimensional Battlefield and the Immemorial Battlefield possessed a self-repair mechanism.

Both battlefields could erase surface debris and restore the land to its original form.

However, there was a difference.

But here, in the lower layer, it happened at a terrifying speed.

Barely half an hour had passed, and the ground had already begun to heal. Within just two minutes, it was completely restored.

Yet despite this, the poisonous pool still remained.

That alone convinced Lin Moyu the pool wasn’t ordinary.

Curious, he dipped his hand into the poisonous liquid. His Bone Armor instantly flared, isolating the poison.

A thought struck him—and he deactivated the Bone Armor.

The poisonous liquid instantly made contact with his skin.

Lin Moyu felt a stinging sensation, though it wasn’t particularly strong.

Thanks to Damage Transfer, all incoming damage was redirected to his undead army.

At the same time, Status Immunity prevented him from falling into a poisoned state.

When he withdrew his hand and shook off the poisonous liquid, the damage would cease.

Confirming that his skills were functioning as expected, Lin Moyu retrieved the Poison Greater Gem he had just acquired and activated it.

The Poison Greater Gem exploded, erupting with dark green light that completely enveloped him.

He had used a Poison Gem before, gaining the 50% Poison Elemental Damage Reduction trait and awakening the Poison Star Ring skill.

Later, during his second class awakening, Poison Star Ring fused with his newly obtained Bleed Curse skills, evolving into Poison Starburst.

Now, with this higher-grade gem, Lin Moyu wondered what kind of effect it would bring.

Based on his understanding, there shouldn’t be any negative side effects.

If there were, Detection would have already issued a warning.

A surge of dark green radiance poured into his body, carrying a mystical energy reminiscent of that within Skill Scrolls capable of awakening skills. It felt like some kind of fundamental power.

Moments later, the glow faded.

Lin Moyu opened his eyes and exhaled.

No new skill had awakened—but his poison elemental immunity had increased to 80%.

The Poison Greater Gem didn’t stack with the Poison Gem’s effect, but directly replaced it.

But Lin Moyu wasn’t surprised. If the effects had stacked, his poison elemental immunity would have reached 130%, effectively rendering him completely immune to the poison element.

He felt no disappointment; in fact, this was how it should be.

Even in the wildest legends, no class user had ever achieved total immunity to an element. Such fortune didn’t exist.

Meanwhile, under his command, the undead troops had already withdrawn beyond the range of the poisonous fumes, quietly waiting for the poison to dissipate.

Lin Moyu waited patiently—until the Enhance Troops skill’s cooldown ended and the lingering poison afflicting his undead army fully vanished.

After making his preparations, he cautiously stepped into the poisonous pool.

The undead troops remained behind.

All damage he took would be transferred back through Damage Transfer, while the Lich Generals would continuously heal them.

This setup maximized the undead army’s endurance.

As long as the skeletons lived, Lin Moyu would remain unharmed.

He never took risks recklessly. Every move was calculated.

With the 80% poison elemental immunity and 600% elemental resistance boost, even if the poison dealt 10,000 damage, he would only receive 333 damage—a staggering thirty-threefold reduction.

Then, that 333 damage would be further divided among his 27,000 skeletons.

Unless his passive skill somehow failed, he had nothing to fear.

Lin Moyu slowly waded into the poisonous liquid. After just a few steps, he picked up a Poison Crystal.

There were more—many more scattered across the bottom.

Without hesitation, Lin Moyu made his way deeper into the pool, collecting crystals along the way.

The terrain sloped sharply downward, and before long, the poisonous liquid had risen to his chest.

At the center of the poisonous pool, streams of dark green liquid surged upward in an endless, sinister flow.

A large opening lay beneath the surface—the very source of the pool’s poisonous liquid. Even the Poison God’s Blood Essence had been ejected from this very spot.

Lin Moyu cautiously reached out and touched the dark green stream with his finger.

A sharp, searing pain shot through him. The toxicity here was over ten times stronger than anywhere else in the pool.

Just then, a Poison Crystal floated up from the depths along with the poisonous surge.

“Looks like if I want to uncover what’s really going on here, I’ll have to go inside and see for myself.”

The opening wasn’t large—less than two meters in diameter, barely enough for him to pass through.

Lin Moyu observed it carefully. He couldn’t gauge its depth, but he could clearly see that the poison below grew denser, darker, and far more lethal the deeper it went.

After weighing the risks, he made up his mind.

The allure of a God’s blood essence was too great to ignore—and he had a feeling there was more down there than just blood essence.

He thought back to the core area’s Fire God’s Blood Essence, whose essence had solidified from countless years of burning.

But here, in this pool, the Poison God’s Blood Essence remained liquid.

This meant only one thing: the source was still here.

A chill ran down Lin Moyu’s spine.

Gripping his resolve, he dove into the opening.

The poisonous liquid battered his body as he sank steadily downward.

He had no idea how deep he’d gone—but it must have easily exceeded a hundred meters.

By now, the poisonous liquid had grown so concentrated it was blackish-green.

Its toxicity was a hundred times greater than the poison in the pool above.

Every passing second inflicted massive damage on Lin Moyu.

The undead army silently withstood the damage transferred to them, while the Lich Generals tirelessly healed their ranks.

All around him, there was nothing but oppressive, dark green liquid.

Lin Moyu mentally calculated his depth.

Judging by the tremors he’d felt earlier, it should’ve been somewhere between 100 and 200 meters. He was certain he had to be close.

Finally, he emerged from the other end of the narrow passage.

On the other side was a new space, still submerged in the poisonous liquid.

The dark green poison churned violently here.

Lin Moyu had held his breath since first diving into the opening.

With his current physique, doing so for extended periods was trivial.

Relentless damage came from every direction.

If not for the 80% poison elemental immunity and 600% elemental resistance boost, even with his undead army absorbing the damage, it would have been impossible for him to come this far.

Taking quick stock of his surroundings, he found himself inside a rectangular chamber—not especially large.

By carefully feeling along the edges, he estimated it was about ten meters long and less than three meters wide.

And then—he saw it.

A person lay motionless at the center of the chamber.

More accurately—it was a humanoid creature.

He appeared dead. Lin Moyu couldn’t sense the slightest trace of life from him.

A fist-sized wound gaped in the center of his forehead, right between the brows.

From the wound, dark, poisonous liquid surged outward, feeding the chamber and pool above.

The moment Lin Moyu’s eyes landed on the corpse, a shiver ran through him.

His earlier suspicion seemed to have been confirmed.

Without hesitation, he flicked his finger and cast Detection.

But the instant the spell shot forward, it was eroded by the dense poison before reaching its target.

Lin Moyu frowned, his wariness deepening.

He cautiously moved closer and gently touched the corpse with a finger.

“It’s… soft.”

The body’s unexpected softness made Lin Moyu’s pulse quicken.

He immediately cast Detection a second time.

This time, he got some information back.

[Poison God]

[Status: deep sleep]

Lin Moyu yanked his hand back as if scalded, his entire body trembling.

His speculation had been confirmed.

He turned his gaze to the chamber again, and a realization settled in his heart.

This place was a coffin.

The coffin of the Poison God.