Disastrous Necromancer

Inside the dungeon, Lin Moyu's undead army surged forward once again. Following closely behind, Lin Moyu’s eyes flickered with a trace of disappointment. Earlier, he had used the Water Gem, gaining 50% immunity to the water element, but no new skills came with it.

His disappointment, however, was fleeting. A moment later, his gaze sharpened with resolve. His class was already powerful enough—additional skills would be nothing more than a bonus, a small enhancement that wouldn’t fundamentally change his abilities. Mastery of his existing class, he realized, was far more important.

In the dungeon's hell rank difficulty, both the number and strength of monsters had increased significantly, which in turn boosted the EXP gained. Lin Moyu estimated that a full dungeon run would earn him about 5% EXP. If he continued at this pace, leveling up would only take around a dozen runs.

“Neither too fast nor too slow. Just a few more hours.” He mused to himself.

Dungeons came in various sizes, but the Water God’s Courtyard was relatively small, divided into two sections. Aside from the eighteen courtyards, there was only the palace—and inside the vast palace, just the boss. The raid progressed quickly.

This time, Lin Moyu’s undead army didn’t bother with fighting the monsters along the way. Instead, they lured the enemies and charged straight toward the final courtyard. Lin Moyu didn’t pause to inspect the carvings on the pillars and simply followed his army at full speed.

In a mere twelve minutes, they reached the last courtyard. The many Skeletal Warriors, their heads now enveloped by the monsters, were enduring constant attacks, as if continuous blows were raining down on them. The attack power of the monsters had risen noticeably compared to the nightmare rank difficulty. The Lich Generals gathered their spirit force, with at least three of them casting healing spells simultaneously.

The Skeletal Warriors held their ranks under the assault of the Spring Spren, while the Skeletal Mages unleashed spells in unison, greatly boosting the efficiency. Even without using Corpse Explosion, they wiped out the nearly a thousand Spring Spren in just five minutes.

At the eighteenth minute, Lin Moyu jumped into the whirlpool. Then, the skeletons smashed open the palace gate and charged in, enduring a hail of trident strikes.

This was his second time inside the palace, and Lin Moyu immediately noticed something different—the trident wasn’t the same as before. It seemed to have lost its previous aura of spirituality, and the gem that had been embedded in it was now missing.

When he turned to look, Lin Moyu also noticed that the Water God's Flute, previously embedded into a stone pillar, had vanished. From this point forward, there would be no more Water Gem, Water God's Flute, or Water God's Key.

Meanwhile, his skeletal army had already engaged the trident. Without the gem, the trident was noticeably weaker. After a round of attacks, the trident summoned the Water God’s projection.