Necromancer: I Am A Disaster

The monsters on the second plateau were far more formidable than those on the first, reaching level 47.

The variety had also shifted—from antelopes and wolves to lions and tigers. Their attack power and speed had both seen significant increases.

Yet, no matter what kind these monsters were, whether level 47 or level 48, they were powerless before Lin Moyu’s undead army. Wherever the undead army passed, the land was left barren of monsters.

Lin Moyu and Ning Yiyi walked leisurely through the second plateau, as though they were on a scenic outing. The wind was stronger here, and the temperature had dropped noticeably.

In a distance, there appeared to be a layer of white, as if blanketed by snow.

Ning Yiyi broke the silence, her voice lively as she began talking about the Beast God Plateau dungeon.

“Back in the day, when the Shenxia Empire wanted to move the Beast God Plateau dungeon here, they had to mobilize nine God-level powerhouses.”

"Moving a large-scale dungeon is far more challenging than relocating an ordinary one—especially this dungeon, which was exceptionally difficult. The difficulty even surpassed that of the super large-scale dungeons in the Dungeon Hall."

"Moyu, do you know why?"

Ning Yiyi came from a prestigious family, with her grandfather overseeing the Dungeon Hall. Naturally, she was privy to many secrets and anecdotes about it.

With a gleam of excitement, Ning Yiyi said, “This dungeon contains the Beast God’s True Body.”

“The Beast God’s True Body?” Lin Moyu was puzzled. He had never heard of it before.

Ning Yiyi admitted, “I’m not entirely sure what it is either, but Grandfather mentioned it’s related to the Beast God, some kind of God.”

Lin Moyu was taken aback. A God?

Ning Yiyi continued, “According to Grandpa, the dungeon is called Beast God Plateau because of this. The Beast God’s True Body respawns every three years, and only the first party to defeat it get its rewards. The rewards also vary depending on how quickly it’s defeated.”

She paused before adding, “The Chuangshen Institute’s party once defeated it in 40 minutes and obtained a Beast God’s Bone, a tiny fragment smaller than a fingernail. It can be crafted into a boss accessory.”

At the mention of “boss accessory,” Lin Moyu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Ning Yiyi looked at him, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

Lin Moyu took out a small box and handed it to her, “I almost forgot. This is for you.”

"What is it?" Ning Yiyi asked as she opened the box, and a boss accessory aura emanated from inside.

Her eyes lit up with excitement, her tone a mix of delight and playfulness, "Wow, a boss accessory! Where did you get this? Be honest."

Lin Moyu replied calmly, "My teacher gave it to me after my second class awakening, but I can’t use it."

He then explained his inability to use equipment.

Ning Yiyi let out a soft "oh," closed the box, and handed it back to him.

"Don’t you want them?" Lin Moyu asked, puzzled by her reaction. She’d been so thrilled just a moment ago.

Ning Yiyi raised her hand, showing off the Goblin King’s Ring he’d given her previously.

Although the Goblin King’s Ring was also a boss accessory, but its attributes were far inferior to those of the three in the box.

Ning Yiyi said proudly, "This is all I need. You should hold onto the rest—they’ll come in handy later."

Lin Moyu frowned slightly, "It is meant as a gift for you. What other use could it have?"

Ning Yiyi’s cheeks flushed, "You dummy. It’s for your marriage proposal, of course!"

Lin Moyu blinked, scratching his head as the realization dawned on him.

According to the customs of the Shenxia Empire, a betrothal gift was a necessary part of a marriage proposal. Even though he was a godly general or destined to become a God-level powerhouse, tradition demanded a proper betrothal gift.

In that case, the three boss accessories would naturally make the perfect betrothal gift.

"This girl..." Lin Moyu smiling involuntarily.

Ning Yiyi was thinking further ahead than he was. Since that was the case, Lin Moyu simply put the box away, planning to give it to her when he proposed. After all, with him around, Ning Yiyi basically didn't need to fight.

The bond between the two seemed to have grown closer once again, and before they knew it, they had reached the edge of the plateau.

Ahead of them stretched the bridge connecting the second and third plateaus, spanning a narrow canyon. Looking down, they could see countless poisonous snakes and pythons in the canyon.

Guarding the bridge was a colossal python, over 30 meters long.

Ning Yiyi’s face turned pale at the sight, "I’m not going down there."

Lin Moyu smiled. Without a word, he unfolded his Lightning Wings, and with a powerful leap, he charged into the canyon alongside his undead army.

In moments, the canyon erupted with chaos.

[Killed a level 47 Canyon Python, EXP +940,000]

[Obtained serpent skin x2]

[Killed a level 47 White-Eyed Viper, EXP +940,000]

[Obtained serpent skin x2]

EXP notifications flooded in like a torrent—dozens, even hundreds at a time. Ning Yiyi couldn’t keep up with the constant stream.

Most classes killed monsters one by one. Even Mages, with their powerful AoE offensive skills, couldn’t hope to wipe out so many enhanced elite monsters in a single sweep. Only Lin Moyu was capable of such overwhelming destruction.

At this moment, Ning Yiyi felt a brief pang of guilt. She wondered if she might be holding him back. Without her, his leveling speed could probably be doubled.

But then, a sly thought crossed her mind: she was going to marry him eventually, wasn’t she? So wasn’t it only natural to benefit from her future husband?

Ning Yiyi’s expression instantly turned shameless, “As the saying goes, a wife follows her husband, just like a chicken follows the rooster. When the husband levels up, the wife levels up too. That’s only fair.”

The two plateaus, teeming with over 5,000 monsters, yielded a massive haul of EXP.

Since entering the dungeon, Lin Moyu’s EXP had increased by 3%. Ning Yiyi, however, had gained even more—her EXP had risen by 4%.

Lin Moyu, already at level 42, required significantly more EXP to level up compared to Ning Yiyi, who was still level 40. The same amount of EXP resulted in a higher percentage increase for her.

When Lin Moyu shot out of the canyon, the battle on the bridge was also nearing its end.

He confirmed he hadn’t been mistaken—there was indeed snow on the third plateau

The temperature was noticeably low, but it hardly affected him or Ning Yiyi. They strolled through the snowy landscape, enjoying the serene beauty as they advanced.

Battling monsters wasn’t their concern; that responsibility was entirely handed over to Lin Moyu’s undead army, which cleared the path effortlessly.

Meanwhile, in another space of the Beast God Plateau dungeon, the Chuangshi Institute’s party was locked in fierce combat.

Their coordination was flawless, with each member executing their role seamlessly. The five Knights at the front formed an impenetrable wall, holding their ground against the monsters. Behind them, the Healers were responsible for healing them.

The Mages and Archers unleashed dazzling skills, raining destruction upon their opponent with precision. The party also included two control-type supports, whose primary task was to regulate the battle's rhythm and alleviate the pressure on the Knights.

Among them was an Assassin, who moved like a shadow—appearing and disappearing at will. He would dart ahead of the party, luring monsters into the range of the Mages’ AoE offensive skills to accelerate their clearing speed.

"Let’s pick up the pace! We can’t let the Chuangshen and Yanhuang parties beat us to it! Three years ago, the Chuangshen party got ahead of us and took down the Beast God's True Body. This time, we must be first." Ling Yizhan, leading the Chuangshi Institute's party on the Beast God Plateau, shouted.

He was on the verge of leveling up, yet because of the Beast God Plateau dungeon, he had remained at level 50.

This wasn’t just a matter of pride—it was about honor. The Chuangshi Institute was determined to claim victory this time.

The Yanhuang Institute was the same. Their party had already advanced to the second plateau, keeping pace with the other two parties.

Each time the Beast God Plateau dungeon refreshed, it turned into a fierce competition between the three great institutes. Though the Chuangshen Institute was often the victor, the Chuangshi and Yanhuang Institutes occasionally managed to win as well.

At Xiajing Academy, in a large meeting room, several big shots of the academy had gathered. Among them were the deans of the three top institutes: Mo Xinghe of the Chuangshi Institute, Luo Gaoxuan of the Chuangshen Institute, and Luo Yan of the Yanhuang Institute.

At the center of the room, Ning Tairan was projecting the current situation in the Beast God Plateau dungeon for all to see.

What had once been a competition between students had grown into a grand contest among the institutes themselves.

The dungeon also served as a proving ground, showcasing which of the newest top-tier geniuses were the most outstanding.

At this moment, the expressions of the three deans were... peculiar.

In front of them, three screens displayed live feeds of the three top institute parties respectively. Beyond the three screens, there was an additional screen—elevated above the rest.

On the top screen, Lin Moyu was casually raiding the dungeon with Ning Yiyi nestled in his arms. His undead army was handling the battles while the two strolled through the snowy landscape as if enjoying a leisurely walk in a park.

Ning Tairan’s face darkened, his expression as sour as if he’d swallowed bitter medicine. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his eyes gleaming with restrained fury.

Finally, he growled through gritted teeth, his voice low and menacing: “You stinky kid, let go of my granddaughter!”