Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

"Come up!" Lin Lan called out.

Dawn was approaching, but the undead continued to arrive. Lin Lan, having rescued them, needed to return immediately.

"Alright! Brothers, let's go!" Wang Mang led the way, leaping onto the Frost Thunder Eagle...

"Chaos Vortex!"

Just as a skeleton general was about to launch a leaping attack, Lin Lan reacted swiftly, instantly drawing a chaotic star map. A void chaotic vortex appeared in front of the skeleton general, directly sucking the skeleton into it.

The bones were crushed by the chaos in a matter of seconds, and once crushed, they could not be put back together.

"A Single Thought Star Chart!"

"Am I seeing things?! This is a Star Chart!!"

When Wang Mang and the young man who had just mentioned the protagonist saw Lin Lan's One Thought Star Chart, they felt that their descriptions of genius were about to be overturned.

The One Thought Star Chart realm, which is usually only attainable by super-level mages, has been mastered by someone who looks much younger than them!
He's so young... he doesn't have magic.

Could it be that he is a high-level mage?
"Chaos - Demon Blade!"

Before the others could react, Lin Lan once again drew a star map with one hand and thought, and the Chaos Demon Blade appeared from all directions of the skeleton army, instantly slashing at the stiff bones of the skeletons under Lin Lan's control.

The group initially thought that the Chaos Demon Blade would only kill one or two at most, but when the Chaos Demon Blade came into contact with the skeletons, it cut through them as easily as cutting tofu. The skeletons' stiff bones could not stop Lin Lan's frenzied harvesting.

One by one, skeletons fell, their bones shattered by the Chaos Blade, and in an instant, more than half of the skeletons in this area were gone.

"Dimensional magic is all linked to mental power. Just how powerful is this person's mental power?" the young man asked.

"The fifth realm! Or even above the fifth realm... He is very likely a super-level mage. The fifth realm of spiritual power is a level that only super-level mages can reach." Wang Mang was a high-level mage, and he sensed it most clearly.

This person is truly terrifying; he killed a large number of skeletons with just a mid-level spell!

Once the skeleton died, its remaining soul and essence were collected, and the person was taken away. Under Lin Lan's orders, the Frost Thunder Eagle began to retreat.

Fly high into the sky, away from the skeleton.

"Brother... are you a high-level mage?" Wang Mang couldn't help but ask Lin Lan.

This person is handsome, has an extraordinary demeanor, and possesses unparalleled strength. If he is truly a super-level mage, then they would have no regrets even if they died fighting the undead. The fact that such a young super-level mage came to their rescue is enough to show how much the ancient capital values ​​them.

Lin Lan shook his head. "I'm not a super-level mage, just an ordinary high-level mage."

Low-key.

That's too low-key.

If you call this ordinary, then all the high-level mages are just wasting their lives.

"Captain... Captain, let's not talk about this now, look!" a man with blood-red hair said in a trembling voice.

"Why are you so flustered? Your brother is here. What kind of behavior is this?" Wang Mang said.

"It's...dawn..." The man in the blood-brown color pointed to the horizon, to the faint morning light, and to the lightly visible rain curtain.

"What did you say?!" Wang Mang and the young man exclaimed in disbelief.

The sky has indeed brightened, but these spirits...

Looking down, the number of dead on the ground showed no signs of decreasing; in fact, it seemed to be increasing.

Skeletons still swarmed, the dead still searching for the living.

They thought that with the dawn breaking, everything would be over for the day, and they even imagined how they would enjoy themselves after this battle. But even the dawn of their most devout faith seemed to have abandoned them, plunging them into an abyss of no return. Wang Lin grabbed their ankles, and they could never climb out again.

"It's dawn, but the spirits of the dead haven't faded yet. There will be more battles when we get back," Lin Lan said. Compared to Lin Lan's composure, the others felt their worldview had truly been turned upside down.

Why didn't the spirits of the dead leave?

For thousands of years, no one has ever heard of the dead being able to appear in the daytime. But today, everything has been broken. The dead are moving freely in the dawn.

……

……

As dawn broke, the rain pattered down, making everything seem gloomy and unclear. The night had ended, but for the ancient capital, the appearance of the dead during the day brought darkness back to the city.

The tolling of bells echoed throughout the city. Residents, working hard to make a living, began walking through the streets and alleys early in the morning. The high city walls and the radiance protected them, blocking the terrible spirits of the dead. But today, the spirits of the dead did not leave. They began to attack this ancient capital that had stood for thousands of years as if it were the night.

Lin Lan had just returned with Wang Mang's squad when she saw Zhu Meng, who should have been healing, staring in astonishment at the still ferocious and violent undead legion in the dawn light.

Behind Zhu Meng were even more mages, some high-ranking, some mid-ranking. They were just as incredulous and terrified as Zhu Meng.

This scene can no longer be understood using common sense.

The city is on the verge of collapse, overrun by a black tide of the dead.

A persistent drizzle fell, and the spirits of the dead attacked the city.

"Lin Lan, this scene is very similar to Bo City." Mo Fan, unlike his usual self, stared at the rain and the earth.

"Don't worry, Gudu will not become the next Bocheng," Lin Lan said.

……

Chief Instructor Fei Jiao, Prey Du Xiao, Strategist Lu Xu, and Councilor Zhu Meng all gazed at the land bathed in the dawn light, watching the unharmed spirits beneath it...

"Waaaaaahh ...

A death knell-like sound reached everyone's ears from the direction of the transaction in the north. Through the drizzling rain, Holland spotted a skeletal creature with enormous bone spikes flying close to the clouds from the dimly lit area...

Her figure drew closer and closer, the ancient city wall and main tower comparable to the towering city walls, her bony wings fully unfurled, casting a vast shadow as if reaching for the clouds.

Its gaze fell upon the tiny humans, and fear began to spread in their hearts, eventually reaching half of the northern city.

Lin Lan also looked up in horror. The monarch's body was now clearly visible, and the bone spikes on its body could probably kill a large number of high-level mages if released casually.

This monarch is none other than the Lord of the Underworld!
Super Undead!!
Even the Ghost Tyrant is not in the same league as it; even super-level mages would tremble with fear in its presence.

The Lord of the Undead, the most terrifying lord of the dead, has been lurking on this land for a long time, and he awakens in the dawn.

The four high-level mages had already exhausted their magical energy and were severely injured, making them completely unable to fight.

"Waaaaaahh ...

Another roar erupted, and the Skeleton King hovered several kilometers from the city wall, raising the largest of his three heads, black energy shimmering within its mouth!

A shockwave, created by the muscular man's drawing, roared in from several kilometers away, a black rainbow flashing across the air, and crashed into the left side of the north city wall, one kilometer away.

The entire sturdy fortifications of the northern city wall were swallowed up by darkness.

The city walls disappeared...

Purple Alert...

(End of this chapter)