Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

At this moment, Lynn was struggling to maintain his balance and couldn't pay attention to the data.

He stared intently at the violent power within his body, using his mental energy to guide its flow along a specific path.

We can't let it run wild; we must let it travel through the meridians, bones, and flesh, gradually integrating into every cell.

Another wave of thunderous impact.

This time it's internal organs.

Lynn's body arched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was mixed with charred fragments, which were pieces of internal organs burned by lightning.

His vision blurred and he almost lost consciousness, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, grabbing the third bottle of potion and gulping it down.

"Physical damage level 32%...Repairing in progress..."

"Blending rate 3.7%..."

Time passed little by little.

The integration of the traces of truth is extremely slow.

Lynn had no idea how many bottles of potion he had drunk.

The empty bottles at his feet kept piling up, and the wounds on his body burst open and healed repeatedly. His wizard robes were already soaked in blood and dried by the high temperature of the thunder, sticking to his body as hard as an iron plate.

But he could feel his body getting stronger.

Each time muscle fibers are damaged and repaired, they become stronger than before.

Each time lightning strikes the bones, the bone density increases.

Each time an electric arc passes through the skin, the protective layer beneath the epidermis thickens.

"Physical strength +2%...Current cumulative increase: 17%..."

"Lightning resistance +3%... Current cumulative increase 24%..."

"Blending rate 58%...61%...65%..."

Finally, when the last bottle of potion was emptied, the thunder within him suddenly calmed down.

The violent arcs of electricity no longer raged wildly, but instead flowed slowly within his body according to some kind of pattern.

Starting from the heart, the blood flows through the meridians to the limbs and bones, and then back to the heart, forming a perfect cycle.

Lynn opened his eyes.

The light on the stone tablet dimmed completely, and the lightning patterns on its surface disappeared entirely, leaving only an ordinary gray stone.

All the rules were integrated into his body.

He looked down at his hands.

Tiny arcs of electricity danced at my fingertips, and blue-white light flowed across my skin.

He clenched his fist, feeling the thunderous power within his blood, bones, and every cell.

Lynn stood up, his wizard robes ripped apart, revealing his perfect physique.

He took out a new set of robes from his spatial ring and put them on. After putting on the wizard's robes, currents of electricity flowed continuously across them.

With a light step, a tiny crack appeared on the stone slab of the ground. It wasn't caused by force, but by the unintentional release of residual electric arcs.

He frowned.

"Analyze itself."

[Target]: Lynn

[Physical Strength]: Increased by 42% (cumulative) compared to before fusion.

[Lightning Resistance]: Increased by 68% (cumulative) compared to before fusion.

【New Feature】: Thunder Body (Basic) - Contains the rules of thunder within the body, adding lightning damage to melee attacks, and greatly increasing resistance to lightning magic.

[Current Status]: Energy overflow, needs time to stabilize.

Lynn looked at the data and a smile slowly crept up her lips.

It actually worked!

He truly embodied a trace of truth into his physical body.

It's not about becoming an element, nor is it about abandoning the body to embrace the rules; rather, it's about making the rules a part of the body.

This thunderous rule is now within his body, coexisting with his flesh, bones, and soul; none can be separated from the other.

He raised his hand, looked at the arc of electricity dancing on his fingertips, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This path is feasible.

Once you've mastered the most difficult step, integrating other rules becomes much easier.

After the initial euphoria, Lynn gradually calmed down.

He looked down and around.

The ground was scorched with more than a dozen black marks by the electric arc, and a few pieces of gravel were still smoking.

Several of the empty bottles at my feet exploded, scattering fragments all over the ground.

Lynn took a deep breath, trying to suppress the electric arcs on his body.

The electric flashes weakened, but did not disappear completely.

He tried again, this time guiding the energy with care, allowing the free-flowing energy to return to the depths of his body along the meridians.

The electric arc was finally completely hidden under the skin, and no abnormality was visible on the surface.

But Lynn knew they were still there.

As soon as he relaxes even slightly, or experiences an emotional fluctuation, those sparks will reappear.

"We need to seize the time to take control of the power."

Unintentional lightning strikes will have a significant impact on his life.

Brewing potions, inscribing runes, conducting experiments...

These things all have strict proportions and refining requirements; any slight deviation in energy can lead to failure.

Some materials undergo changes in properties after being struck by lightning.

But... if he can't even touch it, then what's the point of researching it?

And daily life.

If you want to have contact with Aria and the others again in the future, you might accidentally turn them into charred remains.

If an apprentice encountered him, they would probably be dead on the spot.

Lynn sighed.

"Go back first, find a place to seclude yourself for a while, and then we'll talk again once I've fully mastered the power."

With that in mind, Lynn no longer hesitated. After destroying the stone tablet, he inspected the entire nest.

They didn't leave until they were sure nothing was missing.

He summoned the bone eagle and mounted it. The moment he stepped onto the bone eagle's body, the bone eagle suddenly stiffened for a moment.

Fortunately, it was quite powerful and quickly adapted to the unconsciously released lightning, remaining steadily in the air.

With a slight thought, Lynn was carried by the bone eagle, and they quickly returned to Thunderstone City and flew towards the teleportation hall.

There are a few "experts" in Thunderstone City. If an ordinary person flew over their heads, they would have already attacked in a rage.

But sensing the Bone Eagle's ferocious aura, they all cowered like turtles.

I can't afford to mess with them...

After landing on the construction site in front of the teleportation hall, Lynn put away the bone eagle and prepared to step into the teleportation hall.

Just then, a little boy, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, suddenly rushed out from the side and knelt down in front of him with a thud.

Lynn frowned slightly as he looked at the little boy.

The child looked to be seven or eight years old, dressed in tattered clothes, his face covered in snot and tears, looking up at him and wailing.

"My lord! My life is so miserable! Please take me as your apprentice!"

"My whole family was killed by monsters, and I'm the only one who escaped! I want to learn witchcraft to take revenge! Please take me in!"

Lynn looked down at him without saying a word.

This little boy is really interesting; he actually wants to open a shop on the street to become an apprentice...

The little boy knelt on the ground, crying and stealing glances at his reaction.

Seeing that Lynn was standing still, he raised his voice and howled a few more times, attracting several passersby to stop and watch.

"Sir, please have mercy and take him in," a vegetable vendor couldn't help but say.

"This child is so pitiful. He begs people to take him in on the streets every day, just wanting to learn a skill so he can avenge his parents."

An old man next to her tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, that's a wizard."

The woman's face changed, and she dared not speak again.

Seeing that someone was speaking up for him, the little boy got even more excited.

He knelt and moved forward two steps, reaching out to hug Lynn's leg, but Lynn dodged him.

"My lord, I can endure any hardship! I'll do anything you ask! Please accept me!"

Lynn looked at him and finally spoke: "Why should I take you as my apprentice?"

The little boy was stunned.

"If you take me as your apprentice, I can help you with chores, run errands for you, and even take care of you in your old age..."

He counted on his fingers, and halfway through, he noticed that Lynn's face was expressionless and her voice was getting softer and softer.

"That's all?" Lynn asked.

The little boy was stunned again.

Isn't that enough?

He opened his mouth, then suddenly became self-righteous: "My tragic past, can't it arouse your sympathy? Shouldn't you take me as your disciple?"

The more he spoke, the more convinced he became of his point, and his voice grew louder: "You're such a great wizard, what's wrong with taking on an apprentice? My whole family is dead, if you don't help me, who will?"