Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

Antares appeared to be dozing. Hearing Lin Moyu's voice, he reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Then go ahead and break through. There's no need to report it to me."

Lin Moyu frowned, "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Antares replied dismissively, "You're just breaking through to the Transcendent God realm. What's there to worry about?"

"Really?" Lin Moyu asked skeptically.

A crafty glint flashed across Antares's eyes, instantly telling Lin Moyu it wasn't nearly that simple.

Even so, Antares stated with complete confidence, "Absolutely. It's only a breakthrough to the Transcendent God realm. What's the big deal?"

Lin Moyu snorted, "I'll give you one more chance. Think carefully before you answer."

"So noisy! So incredibly noisy!" Antares complained, shaking his head, "I haven't had a peaceful nap since I met you."

"Once you break through to the Transcendent God realm, your consciousness will enter the world core, where you'll encounter the world origin. If you subdue it, you'll become world lord."

"The process is practically identical to when you subdued the Thunderclap Tower."

"It's just a tiny detail. You've already been to the world core before, so what are you making such a fuss about?"

"Where's the most basic trust between Dragon and human? You've truly disappointed me."

Antares rambled on for quite some time.

Lin Moyu merely snorted, too lazy to argue.

Such an important detail, yet he hadn't bothered to mention it.

Could this fellow really be trusted?

Sometimes Lin Moyu felt that Antares had been corrupted by spending too much time with him.

"I'll come see you after I break through. Hopefully everything goes smoothly."

Antares snorted, "With your soul grade, what could possibly go wrong? Consider it already done."

…

Back in the Human World, Lin Moyu chose a deserted island surrounded by hundreds of kilometers of open sea.

He had no idea what kind of disturbance breaking through to the Transcendent God realm would cause.

After all, the human race hadn't produced a Transcendent God in over a thousand years.

Standing alone on the island, Lin Moyu made his final preparations.

Wisps of law drifted through his soul. He could clearly feel himself drawing closer to two percent mastery of the law of undeath.

His spirit attribute had already surpassed ten million, satisfying the final requirement to advance to the Transcendent God realm.

All that remained was law mastery.

Unwittingly, memories of everything he had experienced since undergoing class awakening surfaced one after another, replaying through his mind like scenes from a movie.

The reason humanity had failed to produce Transcendent Gods for so many years all traced back to the ancient great war.

That catastrophic conflict had nearly exhausted world force, forcing the world will into a deep slumber.

Without the support of world force, breaking through to the Transcendent God realm had become practically impossible.

Half-step Transcendent God realm was the limit.

To make matters worse, the Abyss World and the Dragonkind World had continued siphoning away world force like relentless parasites.

Even now, the world had yet to fully recover.

Previously, Lin Moyu had refined a chunk of world force and channeled it to the world origin, allowing the world to begin recovering.

"Hopefully, once the two fragment worlds are completely devoured, everything will return to normal..."

A glow gradually spread across Lin Moyu's body, growing brighter with each passing moment.

The law of undeath flowed from his soul like a veil of mist, gently enveloping him.

Suddenly—

Crack!

It felt as though something deep within his soul had shattered.

A deafening peal of thunder echoed through his consciousness.

The bottleneck broke.

His mastery of the law of undeath surged from one to two percent.

It sounded insignificant, but in reality, it represented a full doubling of his understanding.

Even the slightest increase in law mastery brought about earth-shattering changes.

At the same time, his soul began a transformation.

His soul rank leaped beyond level 99, entering an entirely new realm—the Transcendent God realm.

As his soul rank reached new heights, his soul force followed immediately behind, rising at an astonishing pace.

The talent tree released every ounce of power it had accumulated.

Soul rank and soul force advanced together like inseparable companions, each driving the other ever higher.

Lin Moyu felt as though he had stepped into an entirely new world.

Power flooded every corner of his body.

Every attribute skyrocketed.

The difference between the half-step Transcendent God realm and the Transcendent God realm was as vast as the heavens and the earth.

Even ten half-step Transcendent Gods working together would stand no chance against an ordinary Transcendent God.

Only an overwhelming force like the undead army, capable of combining the strength of thousands of half-step Transcendent Gods, could hope to kill Transcendent Gods.

Lin Moyu instinctively examined attributes, only to discover that all of his attributes had disappeared.

He recalled Antares's words: once one reached the Transcendent God realm, attributes no longer held any meaning.

What truly determined one's strength was the degree of law comprehension, along with the grade and grade of one's soul.

The stronger one's law, the greater one's power.

The stronger one's soul, the greater one's power.

Neither outweighed the other. A true powerhouse advanced both in tandem.

Lin Moyu understood that he was at a disadvantage in this regard.

Because of the great world rune, the laws he comprehended could not merge with his law arts.

Although every one of his law arts possessed its own inherent law, they were still inferior to laws he had comprehended himself.

Fortunately, his law arts were mostly star-grade law arts.

Their quality was exceptional and their quantity astonishing, and when combined with his unparalleled talents, they were more than sufficient to let him contend with the powerhouses of the greater world.

Feeling his strength continue to rise, Lin Moyu could not suppress the excitement welling up within him.

At that moment, a vast will descended from heaven and earth.

Lin Moyu immediately recognized it as the world will.

It carried no hostility—only goodwill, as though congratulating him on ascending to the Transcendent God realm.

The next instant, his consciousness entered a mysterious space.

It was the world core, the sacred place where the world origin resided.

The last time he had come here, he had left behind a strand of his aura as a gesture of goodwill.

Even now, that strand of aura remained.

Back then, he had been too weak to earn the recognition of the world origin.

Now, everything was different.

Having reached the Transcendent God realm, he finally possessed the qualifications.

His soul force flowed forth like a gentle stream, enveloping the world origin before imprinting upon it his soul aura.

To his surprise, the world origin offered no resistance whatsoever, allowing him to proceed freely.

The process was completely unlike what he had experienced when claiming ownership of the Thunderclap Tower.

Lin Moyu could sense the world will's frailty, along with a faint trace of grievance.

During the ancient great war, it had suffered devastating damage and fallen into a deep slumber. Nearly all of its world force had been exhausted, leaving it unable to recover for countless years.

Only after Lin Moyu had obtained the world core of another world and refined its world force to nourish it had its condition finally begun to improve.

His kindness had been answered with acceptance.

"Rest assured, I'll help you recover. I'll never let anyone bully you again."

"I was born in this world and grew up in here. I am one of its children."

"We are one. Anyone who harms you is making an enemy of me."

Lin Moyu continuously conveyed his sincerity, knowing the world will could understand him.

The entire process unfolded with astonishing smoothness.

The world will never resisted.

When the soul imprint was finally complete, Lin Moyu suddenly felt as though the entire world had become an extension of himself.

Everything within this small world was now under his command.

If he wished for mountains to rise, towering peaks would emerge from the earth.

If he desired a sea, an endless sea would spread across the land.

Should he wish to observe any corner of the world, his awareness would instantly reach it.

Nothing that happened anywhere within the world could escape his perception.

The sensation was indescribably wondrous.

For a brief moment, Lin Moyu found himself completely immersed in it.

"So... this is what it feels like to be world lord."

Now that he had become world lord, he once again sensed the world will’s frailty and the severe depletion of world force.

Lin Moyu smiled, "Come. I'll take you to enjoy a proper feast."