Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

From what he knew, when a God suffered grievous injuries, they would enter one of three states.

The first was slumber.

In this state, a God would gradually recover, eventually awakening after an extended period.

The second was deep sleep, a sign of fatal damage.

Without entering deep sleep, the God would inevitably perish.

Sometimes, they might already be dead in all but name, with only the faintest spark of hope remaining.

Revival from this state was exceedingly rare, requiring thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

There were cases where a God in deep sleep was discovered and slain by another.

After all, as long as a God hadn’t truly died, their God Slot remained occupied.

The third state was eternal sleep—true death. In this state, a God's past and future were severed, ceasing to exist entirely.

Yet even in death, a God’s body was a priceless treasure. Every fragment of flesh, every drop of blood essence, held immeasurable value.

Unfortunately, humanity had never secured a complete God corpse.

Before dying, a God would usually detonate their body, denying their remains to their enemy.

For humans, obtaining a limb or bone was already the limit.

Lin Moyu had never imagined a real God would appear before him.

Although this one was still in deep sleep—not entirely dead. Lin Moyu knew he was no different from dead. The chance of revival was infinitesimal.

He noticed the wound on the God's forehead, as though he had been struck by a sharp weapon.

The sharp weapon had pierced clean through the Poison God's head, and it was likely this strike that had left him in his current state.

As for what had transpired in the past, Lin Moyu could only guess.

All he knew was that the ‘corpse’ of the Poison God now lay before him—completely at his mercy.

Just as Lin Moyu was contemplating what to do next, the Poison God’s body suddenly twitched.

Before he could react, the Poison God’s eyes snapped open.

In that instant, Lin Moyu saw killing intent flicker within those eyes.

A vast, suffocating murderous aura surged forth, engulfing him.

Lin Moyu felt a cold dread seep through him

But in the next moment, he realized the truth—the Poison God hadn’t truly awakened.

This was merely his final obsession, mistaking Lin Moyu for the enemy who had struck him down.

It was a last, desperate counterattack.

Terrifying energy churned within the Poison God’s body, spreading like wildfire through the chamber.

The poisonous liquid roiled and surged in response.

Lin Moyu instantly understood. This was just like the out-of-control Fire Lich. The Poison God was going to self-destruct.

A chill gripped Lin Moyu’s soul.

He knew that Gods, upon the brink of death, would rather obliterate themselves than leave their corpses behind for the enemy.

For reasons unknown, the Poison God hadn’t done so in the past, falling into deep sleep here instead.

But now… Lin Moyu’s intrusion had triggered his final will.

He would self-destruct—burning all his divine power in a single, devastating instant.

The destructive might of a God’s self-destruction was beyond comprehension. Even other Gods would never dare face it head-on.

Lin Moyu was certain he was going to die.

Instinctively, he pulled out the Abyssal Teleportation Stone, hoping to escape.

But the moment he tried to activate it, he realized the space around him had already been sealed by the God’s divine power.

The Abyssal Teleportation Stone was useless.

He couldn’t teleport. He couldn’t escape.

Lin Moyu’s face turned ashen. A single reckless adventure was about to cost him his life.

"The power of will…"

A sudden thought struck him. A spark of insight ignited in his mind.

"Maybe… this is my last hope."

A flicker of fire appeared in his palm.

Without hesitation, he cast Soul Blaze—a wisp of flame materializing between the Poison God’s eyebrows.

It struck the wound on the Poison God’s forehead.

The wound was the consequence of a fatal blow—one that pierced his body and shattered his soul.

The Poison God’s ‘corpse’ trembled violently. Lin Moyu could feel its divine power falter.

"It’s working!"

His eyes blazed with resolve. He immediately began dual-casting Soul Blaze with both hands, releasing five blazes per second.

Lin Moyu felt that the Poison God hadn’t died completely, that he had a soul remnant remaining.

Whether human or God, without a soul, there could be no life. The soul was the foundation.

Jiang Yi had preserved his soul, clinging to the slimmest chance of revival.

The Putrid Corpses of Putrid Corpse Land, on the other hand, were walking cadavers without soul or life.

If the Poison God wished to revive, he had to leave behind a soul remnant.

And if that was the case, Lin Moyu was determined to erase it completely.

Following Soul Blaze taking hold, the Enhance Troops mark on the back of Lin Moyu’s hand flared to life once more.

In an instant, Lin Moyu’s attributes soared. His spirit force alone surged to 600,000.

Soul Blaze’s damage skyrocketed, boosted by an additional 500%. The skill’s power multiplied more than tenfold.

Flames raged forth, over a dozen bursts landing in rapid succession.

The divine power the Poison God had gathered for his self-destruction was shattered, his final act interrupted.

Only then did Lin Moyu finally relaxed slightly.

Without wasting a second, he continued casting Soul Blaze.

The Poison God’s soul remnant had no strength left to resist.

It let out a piercing shriek—a sound only souls could hear—filled with unwillingness and despair.

And then… it crumbled.

The Poison God's form convulsed, then fell utterly still.

Soul Blaze flickered out, its target gone.

The Poison God had fallen.

At the same time, Lin Moyu received a series of shocking notifications.

[Killed Poison God, level +1]

[Killed the Poison God, general star +1]

[Killed Poison God, poison elemental immunity’s upper limit raised]

[Killed Poison God, obtained mid-tier Godhead]

[Killed the God of Poison, obtained Poison God's God Slot]

[Poison elemental immunity’s upper limit raised: increased from 80% to 100%]

[Mid-tier Godhead: absorbing it can allow one to ascend as a God; comprehending its power can enable one to become a God-level powerhouse.]

[Poison God's God Slot: fusing with it can allow one to become the new Poison God.]

Lin Moyu stood frozen for a long moment, staring at the notifications.

What the hell… was all this?

A flash of white light enveloped Lin Moyu as his level rose from 51 to 52.

His military badge shimmered, and an illusory star slowly materialized upon it.

But the star was faint, its center hollow—a half-star.

He knew what this meant. To truly become a three-star godly general, he would need to kill another God-level being from a hostile race.

For now, he remained a two-star godly general.

His poison elemental immunity’s upper limit had risen from 80% to 100%. Only now did it dawn on him—elemental immunities had an upper limit.

No wonder he’d never heard of a human class user achieving complete immunity to any element.

Typically, the upper limit for an element was 85%. It wasn’t impossible to break, but extremely difficult. Even if someone did, it would be capped at around 90%.

A human like Lin Moyu reaching 100% was absolutely unprecedented.

He immediately thought of the Venomous Flood Dragon’s spinal fluid he’d kept.

Perhaps if he consumed it, it might push his poison immunity to 100%.

Next, his gaze shifted to the two things that left him truly stunned: the God Slot and the Godhead.

Only now did he realize that the Poison God had been a mid-tier God.

If he chose to fuse with the Poison God’s God-slot, there was a very high chance he’d ascend to the same level—becoming a mid-tier God himself.

That was the equivalent of a level 93 to 95 God-level human powerhouse.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a meteoric rise.

But at the same time, it came with shackles.

Once he absorbed the God Slot, he would be bound by it.

Unless he could one day seize an even stronger God Slot, he would forever remain a mid-tier God.

As for advancing to Transcendent God-level, that would be completely out of reach.

At best, fusing with the Poison God’s God Slot would make him the new Poison God.

But so what?

Lin Moyu’s eyes flashed with determination. He had never been one to settle.

His goal was Transcendent God-level.

Within his spirit world, the newly acquired Godhead and God Slot materialized.

The Godhead was a twelve-faced green crystal, slowly rotating in midair, gleamed with an otherworldly beauty.

Beside it sat the God Slot—a throne-like form, silent and still.

What puzzled Lin Moyu was that both of them kept their distance from the Domain Divine Stone.

It seemed the Domain Divine Stone was of a higher a tier than them.

Lin Moyu turned his focus to the Godhead, sensing the vast, nearly endless poison element within it.

A bold idea sprouted in his mind, "What if I used it to summon an Elemental Lich…"

The thought took root, rapidly growing.

But now wasn’t the time.

He’d wait until he reached God-level before attempting it.

After all, he had only one Godhead—and only one chance. He couldn’t afford to waste it.

If it worked… he might gain a God Lich under his command.

Just thinking about it made Lin Moyu’s heart beat faster.