Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The secret realm was not what Lin Moyu had imagined. Instead of a world bathed in pure white light, clusters of Abyssal Fire floated in the air. This fire had an unusual appearance—green flames speckled with white, blending the light element into its essence.

Abyssal Demons within the secret realm were absorbing this strange Abyssal Fire. As the fire flowed into their bodies, their auras intensified, and specks of white light began to flicker on their skin. The Demons displayed a mix of agony and ecstasy as their power grew and their level rose.

They were so absorbed in their evolution that they hadn’t noticed a human had entered the secret realm.

Lin Moyu quickly grasped the situation—they were leveling up and evolving. It was as if he had stumbled upon a hidden secret. This wasn’t knowledge found in any book, and his curiosity was piqued by the strange Abyssal Fire.

He cast the Detection spell.

[Mutated Abyssal Fire (light)]

[Abyssal Fire infused with the light element. Demons that absorb it can enhance their core essence and have a small chance of evolving into higher-ranked Demons. It also raises their level. However, the evolution process requires enduring intense pain.]

It was exactly as Lin Moyu had suspected. The mutated Abyssal Fire facilitated the Demons' evolution, which explained why so many of them were drawn to this place.

Just then, the secret realm flickered, and more Demons arrived. The moment they spotted Lin Moyu standing at the entrance, chaos erupted.

“Human!” One of the newly arrived Demons cried out in surprise, and the realm transformed into a frenzy, like water splashing into hot oil.

The Demons inside turned their gaze to Lin Moyu, their eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger.

“A human here? How unexpected!”

“Tsk tsk, what luck. I never thought I’d get to taste human flesh even in the Abyss.”

“Bold of him, daring to enter our secret realm.”

With ominous glints in their eyes, the Demons rushed at Lin Moyu, confident their prey was cornered with the exit sealed behind him. But Lin Moyu only chuckled. In an instant, an undead legion materialized at his side.

In the blink of an eye, the Skeletal Warriors swung their blades with precision, while the Skeletal Mages unleashed devastating spells. These low-level Demons, not even reaching level 40, were no match for Lin Moyu’s forces. They were even weaker than the monsters he had faced in the hell rank Dragonkind Frontline Outpost dungeon.

Screams pierced the air as over a hundred Demons at the entrance were slaughtered within seconds. More undead legions emerged, surging deeper into the secret realm. Soon, agonized cries echoed throughout the secret as the skeletons tore through the Abyssal Demons.

[Killed level 33 Abyssal Snake Demon, EXP +660,000, military merit +100]

[Killed level 34 Abyssal Dog Demon, EXP +680,000, military merit +100]

[Killed level 32 Abyssal Wolf Demon, EXP +640,000, military merit +100]

...

Notifications flooded in. The secret realm was neither vast nor high, so even when the Demons tried to fly, they couldn't escape the relentless pursuit of the undead troops. Lin Moyu felt like he was shooting fish in a barrel—there was no escape for the Demons.

Following the dungeon's aura, Lin Moyu finally reached the swirling vortex that marked the dungeon entrance.

[Dungeon: World of Light]

[Level: 40]

[Difficulties: ordinary, nightmare, hell]

Excitement flickered in Lin Moyu’s eyes. His intuition had been spot on—this was the elusive light elemental dungeon he had been seeking. What couldn’t be found in the Human World was hidden here, in the Abyssal World. If he had returned to the Human World immediately, he might never have discovered this place in his lifetime.

The level 40 dungeon allowed access for class users between levels 35 and 45, which explained why there were no Abyssal Demons above level 45 present here.

The undead legions Lin Moyu had summoned had only killed weaker Demons—those below level 35. The Demons above level 35 must have already entered the dungeon.

Without hesitation, Lin Moyu chose hell rank difficulty and stepped into the dungeon. As he crossed the threshold, the undead legions left behind in the secret realm vanished, and the secret realm fell into an unsettling silence.

Far within the depths of the secret realm, a mass of green fire flickered more fiercely, growing darker and more intense. Within the flames, a pair of eyes gradually emerged, watching silently. Meanwhile, more Demons entered the secret realm, their gazes falling on the strewn bodies of their kin. Horror filled their faces as some quickly sent messages to the outside world. The Abyssal World rippled with unrest.

...

Inside the World of Light dungeon, Lin Moyu was immediately greeted by an even denser concentration of the light energy. The monsters inhabiting the dungeon looked almost ethereal, as if sculpted from pure white jade—beautiful, like delicate crystal sculptures. Yet beneath their pristine appearance lurked a deadly threat.

[Light Elemental Sprite (hell elite monster)]

[Level: 41]

[Strength: 5,000]

[Agility: 30,000]

[Spirit: 50,000]

[Physique: 5,000]

[Skill: Blinding Burst]

[Traits: Immune To Light Elemental Attacks, Immune To Physical Attacks, 90% Elemental Damage Reduction]

Lin Moyu had encountered a wide variety of monsters before, but even he was taken aback by this one. The Light Elemental Sprite had surprisingly low strength and physique—barely 5,000 each, making it weaker than many monsters below level 30 in those areas. However, its agility was incredibly high, indicating its extraordinary speed. Even more concerning was its spirit attribute, which reached an astounding 50,000, marking it as a potent Mage-type creature.

The creature’s resistances were what made it truly formidable. Immune to light elemental attacks and physical damage, boasting a 90% reduction to other elemental damage, it possessed a staggering level of defense. Lin Moyu had never encountered such a high degree of immunity before, underscoring how unique and dangerous this particular monster was.

As for its skill, Blinding Burst, Lin Moyu was still unsure of its full impact. The Light Elemental Sprite darted toward his undead troops, its agility attribute of 30,000 making it very fast. In a blink, it reached the undead troops and—

Suddenly, a blinding burst of white light exploded, turning the world into a sea of brilliance. Lin Moyu’s vision was flooded with a searing white glow, and he felt as if his eyes were burning. A deafening boom reverberated in his ears, momentarily disorienting him. For a few heart-pounding moments, he thought he had gone blind, struggling to regain his vision.

When his sight finally returned, he realized the Light Elemental Sprite had self-destructed. The explosion had packed considerable force, dealing some damage to his skeletons. However, the damage was spread across his vast army of over 6,000 skeletons, making it insignificant overall. One quick healing spell from a Lich General restored the skeletal forces to full strength.

But that was only the beginning.

The self-destruction of the first Light Elemental Sprite seemed to awaken the dungeon. Dozens of Light Elemental Sprites suddenly surged toward him in waves. One after another, they dashed forward and self-destructed in brilliant flashes of white light, reducing themselves to pure destructive force. Lin Moyu had to shut his eyes tightly against the blinding light as his skeletons led him deeper into the dungeon. Thanks to the undead troops, even with his eyes closed, it didn't affect the dungeon run.

It was a new and strange experience—facing monsters that attacked only to self-destruct. Lin Moyu couldn’t help but feel fortunate that these were lower-level creatures. If they had been level 60 or higher, his entire undead army might have been obliterated in minutes by the sheer force of their self-destructive attacks.

This dungeon was unlike any he had ever encountered. He had to remain vigilant.

The dungeon itself was strange—devoid of any notable terrain, just an endless expanse of light. It felt disorienting, with no clear landmarks or directions. Lin Moyu and his skeletons were the only visible entities in this boundless space, creating a sense of isolation and confusion.

Unable to navigate in this uniform world, Lin Moyu sent out his undead legions to scout. Slowly but surely, their movements began to reveal the layout of the dungeon, and a mental map began to form in his mind.

He soon realized that he was standing in a massive plaza, spanning over 10 kilometers in diameter. Scattered throughout this space were a thousand Light Elemental Sprites, each one self-destructing when the skeletons approached.

However, these suicidal bursts had little effect. The Lich Generals quickly healed any damage sustained by the skeletons, rendering the explosive attacks useless against Lin Moyu's forces.

Eventually, the skeletons uncovered a path leading away from the plaza. At the far end, a new sight appeared, something other than the endless white—finally, a change. A milky-white staircase emerged, stretching far into the distance. Lin Moyu’s eyes followed the steps upward until they connected to an imposing statue.

"An Angel?" Lin Moyu murmured, startled by the unexpected figure.

The statue, seemingly carved from pristine white jade, depicted a majestic figure with two pairs of wings, a staff in one hand, and a solemn, dignified expression. Radiating an aura of holy light, the statue seemed almost alive. Angels were vaguely referenced in human history, but these accounts were fragmented and rare, as if the Angels were part of an ancient race lost to time.

In his past life, Lin Moyu had come across tales of Heaven and Angels, though the concepts were entirely different from those in this world. Here, Angels seemed to represent the purest embodiment of the light element, rather than spiritual beings of the divine realm.

Despite the statue’s magnificence and mystery, Lin Moyu wasn’t particularly intrigued by the Angel itself. His focus remained solely on the passage ahead