The fog of disbelief hung thickly in the air as the team trailed behind Lin, their minds grappling with the swift execution they had just witnessed. Each step they took deeper into the mermaid dungeon reverberated with the echoes of their astonishment, the dense, moist air of the dungeon amplifying their sense of unease and wonder. "Did we just... Did that just happen?" Jiang Taotao muttered under her breath, her eyes still wide with disbelief as she hastened her steps to keep pace with Lin's determined stride.
The dungeon's dimly lit corridors, dripping with seawater and echoing with the distant cries of unseen creatures, felt like a labyrinth of nightmares, each turn revealing new terrors. Yet, Lin moved with unwavering confidence, his skeleton warriors leading the charge, their bone-clad forms cutting through the darkness like beacons of doom for any monster that dared to cross their path.
As they ventured deeper, the team encountered a pack of mermaid warriors, their scales shimmering menacingly in the scarce light. Without hesitation, Lin's skeletal army surged forward, their movements synchronized in a deadly dance of destruction. The sound of clashing steel and shattering scales filled the air, a haunting melody of battle that left no room for doubt or fear.
"By the ancients, this is... incredible," Duan Gao exclaimed, his voice a mix of awe and disbelief as he watched the skeletons dismantle their foes with ruthless efficiency. The once feared mermaid warriors fell like leaves in autumn, their numbers dwindling rapidly under the relentless assault of Lin's summons.
Jiang Taotao, her initial skepticism washed away by the tide of Lin's prowess, found herself reassessing the young necromancer standing quietly beside her. "Lin, your control over these skeletons, it's unlike anything I've seen," she said, admiration creeping into her tone. "Your skills could very well change the tide of this trial for us."
Ning Yiyi, ever Lin's staunch supporter, grinned victoriously. "Told you," she quipped, her gaze playful as she looked at her companions. "Lin's not just any necromancer; he's a force of nature."
As the team progressed, the dungeon's challenges grew more daunting, yet Lin's skeletons faced each new threat with unyielding ferocity. Their path was littered with the remnants of defeated monsters, a testament to the necromancer's might and the unity of their team.
Ling Zhen's absence, once thought to be a blow to their chances, now seemed inconsequential in the shadow of Lin's capabilities. The trials that lay ahead, once daunting obstacles, now appeared as mere stepping stones on their path to victory.
The dungeon's heart, where the coveted Mermaid Tears awaited, drew closer with each step, its secrets shrouded in the depths of the ancient structure. The team, bolstered by Lin's strength and their newfound camaraderie, pressed on, their spirits high and their resolve unbreakable.
In the echoing halls of the mermaid dungeon, amidst the clash of battle and the whispers of ancient magic, a legend was being forged. Lin, with his army of the dead, stood at the center of it all, a silent guardian leading his companions through the darkness towards the light of triumph.
And as they delved deeper into the abyss, the distant roar of the sea melding with the sounds of their conquest, one thing became clear: together, there was no trial they couldn't overcome, no challenge too great. The mermaid dungeon, with all its perils and mysteries, was about to yield its secrets to those brave enough to seek them, led by a necromancer whose power transcended death itself.