Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Inside the single-person teleportation array, Lynn retrieved the coordinates from the mission description and gave them to the deacon controlling the array.

The deacon adjusted the teleportation array and gestured for Lynn to enter.

A flash of white light, and he had vanished from the spot.

As Lynn stepped out of the teleportation array, the pressure on him suddenly intensified.

The surroundings were a gray-black void, and beneath his feet was a platform floating in the starry sky. This was clearly a temporary teleportation point, rough but still relatively stable.

The platform was covered with runes, emitting a pale blue light.

At the edge of the platform, four hideous undead were staring at him.

A gargoyle, entirely black, with eerie green flames burning in its eye sockets.

A ghostly figure floats in mid-air, its translucent body constantly twisting.

A giant skeletal wolf, three times the size of a normal wolf, with exposed fangs.

There was also something whose shape was indiscernible, like a mass of constantly writhing flesh and blood.

A nightmare and three calamity-level pressures simultaneously descended upon him.

Clearly, this was a defensive measure implemented by the "Stigmata" specifically to protect this temporary teleportation point.

Lynn stood still, took out the Soul Crystal Nameplate from his waist, and held it in front of him.

The four undead stared at the nameplate for a few moments before the oppressive aura slowly dissipated.

Lynn put away the nameplate and took out the communication stone tablet.

This place isn't too far from the holy mark; it's close enough to establish communication.

"Lord Isaac, Lynn has arrived."

After a few seconds of silence on the other side of the stone slab, a deep voice came:

"The coordinates of the third affiliated planet have been sent. Do not make any rash moves there. Wait for my message."

There were no unnecessary pleasantries or explanations.

The two are in a temporary superior-subordinate relationship. After this mission, it's uncertain whether they will be able to cooperate again, so there's no need to be too polite.

Lynn didn't care, put away the stone slab, and raised his hand to release the bone dragon.

A level 6 novice bone dragon landed in front of him, its ghostly blue soul fire flickering in its eye sockets, awaiting his command.

Lynn flipped himself onto the planet, and the bone dragon flapped its wings and flew towards it.

The dead do not need to breathe, and their powerful bodies are not afraid of pressure. As long as their soul fire does not go out, they can stay in the void for a long time.

The planets are getting bigger and bigger in the field of vision.

It was a deep blue planet, its surface covered with clouds and oceans, and it had a considerable amount of land.

The planet is surrounded by a transparent membrane, like a soap bubble, enveloping the entire planet.

As light passes through the thin film, it is slightly distorted, forming a faint iridescence.

This is not the "ozone layer" at all, but a special defense mechanism, which can also be considered the "world boundary".

Lynn stopped the bone dragon ten miles away from the membrane.

He didn't make any rash moves, but simply watched the thin film quietly. [Analysis] Silent activation.

One hundred workstations simultaneously analyze the structure, energy fluctuations, and regularity of that thin film.

Fifteen minutes later, the results came out.

This is the world barrier, a defensive layer specially constructed by the world's will to resist these "extraterrestrial demons".

It filters intruders and identifies energy and life forms from outside the world.

To break through, you either have to forcefully break through from the outside or disintegrate from the inside.

For example, massacring "destined races" within the world, or disrupting world rules and weakening the foundation of the world's will.

This thing represents the world's most tenacious resistance, currently impenetrable, and even "analysis" can't do anything about it.

Lynn looked away.

Now we can only wait.

He made the bone dragon float in the void, and sat cross-legged on its back to continue observing the barrier.

Once this barrier is broken and we enter the world, we should be able to absorb the power of its rules.

One day later, the communication slab shook.

"Everyone in position, attack!"

Lynn stood up and looked at the planet.

He raised his right hand, and a spatial blade condensed in his palm, slashing towards the barrier.

The transparent blade struck the thin film, causing it to dent slightly before bouncing back.

The spatial blade disappeared, leaving only a faint ripple on the surface of the membrane before returning to calm.

Lynn nodded.

The attacks from the Three Rings were indeed insufficient against the world's consciousness.

Looks like I'll have to go all out...

He stood up from the back of the bone dragon and waved his hand.

The Netherworld opens...

Phase Soul Lamp activated...

Countless beams of light surged out from around Lynn, rushing towards the world barrier.

Megatron was the first to land, its massive dark gold skeleton slamming into the membrane, causing a large section of the membrane to cave in.

After Megatron steadied himself, he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sprayed a stream of destructive molten metal onto the membrane.

The dark golden flames crashed onto the thin film, causing violent ripples to spread across its surface.

The Decepticon followed closely behind, transforming into a shadowy figure and landing on the membrane, its body covered in frantic flashing crystals.

Countless ghosts poured out of its body, clinging to the membrane and tearing at it.

Each bite from those ghosts leaves a tiny gap in the membrane, which heals immediately, but how long can it withstand an attack from a massive number of undead?

The moment the Flame Demon landed, the thin membrane beneath its feet was scorched black by the intense heat.

It opened its mouth, and abyssal evil fire gushed out, the eerie green flames burning on the membrane with a sizzling sound.

The demonic power seemed to have both a corrupting and restraining effect on the world barrier, causing the surrounding membrane to thin at a visible rate.

The Frost Whale emerged from the void, its massive body slamming directly onto the membrane.

It opened its mouth and exhaled extremely cold breath at the membrane, freezing the part into a brittle hardness.

The large tree next to it took the opportunity to extend its roots, piercing into those brittle areas and tearing them apart forcefully.

The stone man walked heavily onto the membrane, and with each step, the membrane vibrated violently.

It raised its fist and slammed it down on the membrane. One punch, two punches, three punches...

Fine cracks appeared at the point of impact.

The earth dragon rode on the membrane, while the giant hammer on the mountain's back swung its bone hammer, striking the same spot again and again, causing the cracks to grow larger and larger.

The Doomguard stood high above, surrounded by black smoke.

It raised its hand, and the smoke transformed into countless tiny black arrows, densely shooting towards the membrane.

Each arrow leaves a pinhead-sized hole in the membrane, which heals immediately, but the healing process becomes increasingly slow.

The Undead Overlord stood behind all the undead, raised his hands, and all twelve soul rings glowed simultaneously.

An invisible aura of dominion spread out, covering all the dead.

All undead are increasing their attack power.

The enormous zombie horde queen lay on the membrane, her entire body riddled with holes.

Countless corpse beetles surged out of its body, spreading in all directions like a black tide.

They lay on the membrane and nibbled at it with their tiny mouthparts.

The amount eaten by a single corpse beetle is negligible, but when the number reaches hundreds of thousands, millions, or tens of millions, the healing speed of the membrane can no longer keep up.

The bone dragon hovered above the membrane, spewing out annihilating bone fire. The membrane instantly lost its luster and turned gray in the areas touched by the bone fire.

The Demon Eye floated higher up, its enormous eyeball staring at the membrane, its mental rays bombarding it relentlessly.

The membrane is resistant to physical attacks and energy attacks, but it is least effective against purely psychological attacks.

The two main souls also emerged.

The dragon soul transformed into a small golden dragon, weaving through the membrane, leaving a burn mark with each pass.

The second main soul is a dark blue mist; wherever it passes, the membrane will temporarily lose its activity.

Lynn stood on the back of the bone dragon, looking down.

Countless spirits lay on the world barrier, like a swarm of hungry ants gnawing on a giant biscuit.

Under these frenzied attacks, the transparent film began to thin visibly.