Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Meteor Secret Realm No. 97 floated within the starry expanse of the greater world, resembling a dazzling cluster of radiant light.

The massive cluster stretched tens of thousands of meters high, drifting through the void while reflecting the surrounding starlight. It was a breathtaking spectacle.

Everything in the greater world seemed enormous.

The planets and stars were enormous, space was enormous, the world itself was enormous, and the disparity in strength was enormous. Even the entrance to the secret realm was enormous.

Lin Moyu knew that the entrance displayed within the Human Emperor Network was identical to the one in reality; even its location matched perfectly.

The Human Emperor Network was a one-to-one recreation of the real world, essentially a virtual version of reality.

The designation "No. 97" indicated that this secret realm belonged to the Inhabiter Star System No. 97.

"Meteor Secret Realm" was simply its name.

Barely ten minutes after arriving, Lin Moyu watched three blazing meteors shoot out from the secret realm.

That was precisely how the Meteor Secret Realm had earned its name.

Looking at the crowd of people gathered outside, Lin Moyu couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity, as though he had returned to the Dungeon Hall.

The entrance to the Dungeon Hall had always been just as crowded, filled with class users shouting for teammates to raid dungeons together.

However, the concept of forming parties hardly existed in the greater world.

Although people here also formed teams, they were nothing like the parties commonly used to clear dungeons in the small world.

After listening for a while, Lin Moyu finally understood why so many people had gathered here.

Many had already failed the secret realm but were unwilling to give up.

Instead, they challenged it over and over again.

There was no cost to re-enter. As long as you wished to try again, you could enter whenever you liked.

Of course, there were still limitations.

Everyone was granted ten official attempts.

After exhausting those ten chances, they could still continue entering the secret realm free of charge, but the mission would already be marked as failed.

Even if they eventually cleared it, they would receive no rewards.

Most of the people gathered here were between the 3rd tier Transcendent God and the 5th tier Transcendent God realms.

There was no one above the 6th tier Transcendent God realm, and hardly anyone below the 3rd tier Transcendent God realm.

After all, accepting this mission required at least level 2 authority.

It was virtually impossible for someone at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm to obtain level 2 authority.

By the time most people completed enough missions to raise their authority, their realm had naturally advanced as well.

An exception like Lin Moyu, who possessed level 2 authority while still at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm, was practically unheard of.

Fortunately, the area was packed with people, and countless auras overlapped chaotically, so no one paid attention to his realm.

Everyone was too busy exchanging information and discussing the important points of the secret realm.

After listening for some time, Lin Moyu concluded that none of it was particularly useful.

After all, he hadn't entered the secret realm yet and had no understanding of its actual conditions.

Speculating from the outside was nothing more than empty theorizing.

Lin Moyu promptly bypassed the crowd and flew straight into the secret realm.

With so many people coming and going, some still noticed him.

"Huh? That guy who just went in was only at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm."

"No way. How could someone at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm qualify for this mission?"

"I saw him too. He's definitely only at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm."

"But this is a level 2 mission. You need level 2 authority to accept it. How could someone at the 1st tier Transcendent God realm possibly have that?"

"Maybe he neglected cultivation and focused entirely on raising his authority"

"That's impossible. You have to complete missions to raise your authority, and your realm naturally increases along the way."

"Then how do you explain it?"

"... that's really strange."

The crowd buzzed with speculation.

Only moments ago, everyone had been discussing the secret realm. Now, nearly every conversation revolved around Lin Moyu.

The fact that someone at the 1st-tier Transcendent God realm possessed level 2 authority had captured everyone's attention.

No one doubted the fairness of the Human Emperor Network.

Authority levels could only be earned through genuine achievements. There were no shortcuts, and even the backing of a powerful family or elder meant nothing.

Unable to make sense of it, the crowd eventually decided to wait for Lin Moyu to emerge.

…

Stepping into the secret realm felt like entering an entirely different world.

The landscape shimmered with flowing colors, while the ground below was veiled in a soft, luminous glow.

Above, countless meteors streaked endlessly across the sky. None of them fell to the ground. Instead, they raced toward the distant horizon until they disappeared from sight.

Lin Moyu noticed a massive tear in the heavens. It was the passage through which he had entered, the connection between the secret realm and the greater world.

Should one of those meteors pass through that tear, it would leave the secret realm and vanish into the boundless starry sky beyond.

As he traveled alone, his thoughts gradually drifted.

"Fundamentally, there's little difference between a secret realm in the greater world and the dungeons and secret realms of the small world."

"Level 2 missions are designed for people below the 6th tier Transcendent God realm."

"Transcendent Gods seem unimaginably powerful to ordinary people... yet to the true experts, they're insignificant.”

"God Kings are probably the backbone of the greater world."

"But even what does a God King amount to? Before that person, even unequaled powerhouses could be erased with a wave of the hand."

"No... that's the wrong way to think about it. My reasoning is flawed."

Drawing on everything he had learned, Lin Moyu began piecing together the true structure of the greater world.

Anyone below the Transcendent God realm was considered an ordinary person.

Even people at the half-step Transcendent God realm were unqualified to obtain authority or access the Human Emperor Network.

Only after reaching the Transcendent God realm could one truly be called a cultivator.

Yet even then, they merely stood at the very bottom.

Lin Moyu had once thought they could at least serve as cannon fodder. Now he realized even that was an overestimation.

Cannon fodder still needed to matter on the battlefield.

A God King, or worse a God Sovereign, could erase thousands of Transcendent God cultivators with a mere wave of the hand.

What use could such cannon fodder possibly have?

Lin Moyu had also believed God Kings would form the main force in wars between races.

But that assumption was equally mistaken.

Wars in the greater world weren't fought that way.

The true powerhouses could shatter stars and destroy entire starfields with a wave of the hand.

In the end, the fate of a race rested upon only a handful of supreme powerhouses. Their victory meant survival; their defeat meant extinction.

Everything humanity had built, the authority system, the mission system, the Human Emperor Network, and even God City and the human God Path that countless cultivators aspired to tread, existed for a single purpose.

To nurture true supreme powerhouse from among an endless sea of people.

Only such individuals could truly uphold the human race within the greater world.

Humanity had once produced Xiao Zhantian, an unequaled powerhouse who single-handedly saved the race from disaster.

That was the kind of existence humanity truly needed.

Its vast territory and countless population existed for one reason alone: to maximize the chance of producing another supreme powerhouse like him.

At that moment, Lin Moyu felt he had finally understood the intentions of humanity's leaders.

The saying "enough ants can bite an elephant to death" only held true when the gap in strength was limited.

No matter how many ants gathered, they could never kill a Divine Dragon.

A single breath from the Divien Dragon could annihilate billions of ants.

"I have to become stronger. Stronger still."

"I must surpass even the unequaled powerhouses... and one day, reach the level of that person or even surpass him."

As the thought crossed his mind, Lin Moyu unconsciously clenched his fists.

His goal was no longer merely to become an unequaled powerhouse.

It was to reach the level of the old man riding the green ox.

Ever since the Primordial Space, the old man's figure had been engraved deep within his heart.

Suddenly, one of the meteors overhead stopped.

A moment earlier, it had been hurtling across the heavens. Now it froze in place before diving straight toward Lin Moyu.

In the blink of an eye, it was already upon him.

A powerful sense of danger exploded in his mind.

Lin Moyu's head snapped upward, and he threw a punch.

Boom!

The impact shook his entire body. The ground beneath his feet shattered instantly, collapsing into a crater over a hundred meters wide.

As he stood in the pit, the meteor was blasted backward by the force of his punch.

Lin Moyu didn’t specialize in pure physical strength, but that did not mean he was weak

In fact, upon reaching the Transcendent God realm, everyone's physical strength was naturally formidable.

While his physical strength couldn't compare to races born with innate immense strength or experts who wielded physical-type laws, it was still formidable by any ordinary standard.