Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The next day, Lynn stepped into the stone hall of the Soul-Sinking Outpost again, preparing to "ask for leave" from his superior.

Grom was still sitting in the main seat, holding a steaming cup of tea, looking no different from two years ago.

Hmm...like a retired, lazy old cadre who's about to retire.

"Lord Grom." Lynn stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Grom lifted his eyelids and looked at Lynn.

At first it was just a routine inspection, but soon his hand holding the teacup paused almost imperceptibly.

A hint of undisguised surprise flashed in those aged eyes.

He put down his teacup, leaned forward slightly, and carefully sensed the surroundings.

That's right!

The aura of this young wizard before me is several times deeper than it was two years ago!

That wasn't just a simple accumulation of energy, but a leap in the essence of life, especially the vast, almost overflowing, fluctuation of spiritual power...

What a terrifying junior!

"You... you've advanced to the second ring?" Grom's voice was lower than usual.

"Yes, I was promoted by sheer luck a while ago." Lynn's tone was calm, without deliberately concealing his aura, but also without being ostentatious.

Grom remained silent for a few moments.

Fast! Too fast!

This speed far surpasses that of any genius he has encountered in recent years.

Moreover, the strength of this mental power... is far more than just that of someone who has just entered the Second Ring Road.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, leaned back in his chair, and gave a gentle smile.

"Good, very good! The Spire of Bones has a successor."

"When I first met you, I thought you had the potential to become a saint, but now it seems I underestimated you."

"Perhaps... you truly have the opportunity to ascend to that supreme position of the true spirit..."

Upon hearing this, Lynn waved his hands repeatedly, humbly saying, "You flatter me, sir. The True Spirit is still too far beyond my reach..."

"That's right, maintaining a humble attitude will take you further..."

Grom nodded and took another sip of his tea.

"By the way, you didn't come to see me just to tell me this good news, did you?"

"Your Excellency is wise," Lynn said readily.

"After my promotion, I need to recertify my level. I also want to go back to the academy to handle some personal matters and exchange for some resources. Therefore, I am here to ask for a month's leave. Please grant me permission."

"A month?" Grom pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll have Haske arrange reliable people to look after the mine temporarily. There won't be any problems, so you can go back without worry."

The garrison duty originally included a one-month "vacation" every year, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Thank you for your consideration, sir." Lynn bowed again, his attitude even more respectful than before.

"Go on, be careful on the road," Grom waved.

Lynn took his leave and turned to leave the stone hall.

Only after his figure disappeared did Grom slowly exhale, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he picked up his teacup again, but he didn't bring it to his lips for a long time.

"What a... monster."

It won't be long before this kid catches up with me.

...

Back in Shadow Mine, Lynn began making arrangements for his departure.

Inside the fortress, Arya picked up Lin Chen, whose eyes, like a sea of ​​stars, were looking around, and listened quietly.

Lin Chen's body density is extremely high. If it weren't for his ability to levitate, even Aria would probably have difficulty lifting him.

Xixi, heavily pregnant, stayed by Ailiya's side, occasionally teasing little Lin Chen.

Barr stood solemnly to one side, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"I need to return to the academy for a month," Lynn said succinctly.

"The mine defense system remains unchanged. Baal will be in charge of daily operations, with Arya assisting. Any issues should be communicated to the outpost immediately. Major decisions will be made when I return."

"Yes, sir (mentor)!" the two replied.

"Baal, you are already familiar with everything in the mine. Be even more careful when I'm not around."

"When in doubt, you can contact the outpost Haske through this magical artifact."

As he spoke, Lynn handed over a black stone tablet, which he had made in imitation of his own "communication tablet".

Although they cannot receive information from the college, they possess basic communication skills.

"Understood! Don't worry, Master!" Baal nodded vigorously after taking the stone slab.

Lynn then looked at Arya and the child in her arms: "Take care of yourselves and the child. If you need anything, contact Haske through your family or Baal."

"Yes, my lord, don't worry." Aria replied softly, looking tenderly at Lin Chen in her arms.

Lynn nodded to Xixi, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the mine area.

He did not recall the massive undead army, but only summoned a few core units through the soul link.

It's inconvenient to bring along the undead army, and low-level undead aren't very useful to him, so it's better for him to stay and guard the mine.

Soon, Megatron emerged from the valley with heavy steps, his dark golden soul flames burning silently.

The Decepticon emerged like a shadow, its body covered in shimmering, eerie crystals.

Gu Erdan floated out, surrounded by faint, whispered curses.

Finally, there are the two fusions: Earth Dragon Rider and Brother A.

"You few come with me back to the academy," Lynn commanded, waving his hand to collect them into his undead ring.

As for the likes of the Great Tree, the Stone Golem, and the Banshee Queen, they continue to guard the mine.

Having made the arrangements, Lynn did not return to the fortress but quietly left the Shadow Mine.

He spread his skeletal wings and headed straight for the Northern Underworld City.

Upon arriving outside the city, he retracted his bone wings and slowly walked into the city.

Along the way, I also bought two local snacks to satisfy my cravings.

He has been in the main world for more than three years, but he has not really enjoyed the scenery of the main world much, and he has not made good use of the annual "vacation".

Hmm... I definitely need to take the leave I need to take later. It would be a waste not to, since I won't get the full attendance bonus.

Lynn did not go to the city lord's mansion, nor did he reveal his identity.

Lord Roland might be a good person to befriend, but considering that he had taken a thousand magic stones from him, if Roland happened to be in trouble at that moment, wouldn't it be asking for trouble if he stepped in on his behalf?

He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble and was also afraid of getting into problems.

After strolling around, Lynn went straight to the teleportation point located in a corner of the city.

The butler, Horn, was dozing on a soft couch on the second floor of the small building, while two beautiful women fanned him casually beside him.

A guard rushed over and woke Horn.

Horn was initially annoyed, but when he heard that a wizard was going to use a teleportation array, and that it was coming from the direction of the Shadow Mine, he immediately snapped to attention, hurriedly put on his gray robe, and rushed downstairs.

When Horn rushed over, he immediately saw Lynn standing by the teleportation array waiting.

Lynn's face was still young and handsome, unchanged from three years ago, but Horn felt an invisible majesty, and he bowed even lower.

Horn's face was plastered with a smile that was even more respectful, even somewhat obsequious, than it had been two years ago:

"Lord Lynn! You...you're going back to the academy?"

"Hmm." Lynn responded lightly and took out his nameplate.

Horn quickly took it with both hands, checked it quickly, and after confirming that it was correct, he began to adjust the teleportation array and inject magic stones even more diligently.

"Please wait a moment, sir, it will be ready soon! It is my honor to serve you!"

Although he couldn't sense Lynn's strength, Horn had served many wizards over the years.

He keenly sensed that this Lord Lynn was even more terrifying than he had been two years ago; the mental pressure he unintentionally exuded made even a third-class apprentice tremble in his soul.

He dared not slack off in the slightest and completed the teleportation preparations as quickly as possible.

"My lord, everything is ready. We can begin." Horn stepped aside and bowed deeply.

Lynn stood in the center of the teleportation array and nodded slightly to him.

A white light appeared, and spatial fluctuations rippled outwards. The next moment, Lynn's figure disappeared into the teleportation array.

Horn didn't straighten up until the light completely faded, wiping away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.