Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

"Lynn, you're new here, so you might not know, but our college has been quite lively lately."

Field seemed to be a chatterbox; he pulled up a chair and sat down next to Lynn, then began to talk incessantly.

"Did you know? The Soul Weaver, Master Marfa, has recently taken on a genius prince named Alphonse."

"This freshman is remarkable! A few days ago, he single-handedly completed a mission to wipe out the vengeful spirits that had escaped from a tomb!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, a first-class apprentice is so powerful, he must have a big secret."

"Unfortunately, I asked several friends, but none of them knew his secret."

Lynn never expected to hear about Alphonse from Field.

Since entering the academy, the two have not been in contact. Lynn only wanted to focus on his cultivation, and Alphonse wisely refrained from disturbing him.

In just over half a month, he has already become a first-class apprentice?

Furthermore, he participated in the extermination mission alone, indicating that he also possessed witchcraft, and most likely more than one.

No wonder he has such a high-level death affinity talent.

It's important to know that Alphonse doesn't have any "golden touch" to help him condense his "spiritual core".

Hmm... not necessarily. Maybe he has some kind of old man or demon god remnant soul on him?

Lynn shook his head, stopping his wild thoughts.

There are countless heroes in the world, so how can one underestimate others?

Field was still rambling on, describing which female apprentice was the most beautiful, and how voluptuous the succubus he had summoned last time was...

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, as if he had remembered something extremely important, and his voice rose several decibels:

"Oh, by the way! Lynn, you might not know since you're new here, but a big thing happened in the Mission Hall a few days ago!"

He moved closer, his face displaying an exaggerated expression.

"The factions of Mentor Victor, the Skeleton King, and Mentor Grasha, the Stitching Master, almost came to blows in the mission hall over a 'fresh' giant's corpse that had just been unearthed from some ruined plane!"

"The scene was so tense, it was only after the Soul Hunter himself came that the tension was broken!"

Lynn paused slightly as he was drawing runes, and asked in confusion:

"Giant remains? They may be rare, but surely they shouldn't warrant such a major conflict between the two factions?"

Giants are descendants of the Titans, and originally served as herders for other races.

However, with the extermination of the Titans, the Giants also suffered a devastating blow. Although they were not wiped out, their numbers were drastically reduced.

Giants are enormous in size and incredibly strong, making them excellent sources of undead or materials for modification.

But a prestigious wizarding academy should not be so distraught over a mere corpse.

"Hey, you just don't understand!"

Field, with an air of "You've come to the right person," sat down on the box next to him and began to show off his knowledge.

"You thought those were ordinary hill giants or frost giants? No! I've heard they're a very ancient species, with bloodlines very close to the ancient Titans!"

He cleared his throat and spoke in a tone reminiscent of recounting an ancient legend:

"You know, in the distant past, our world was ruled by the Titans."

"Legend has it that they are ten thousand feet tall and control the power of storms, the earth, and mountains; they are the true rulers of the world."

"They enslaved all races, making other races, including giants, dragons, and even our human ancestors, their servants and livestock."

I've witnessed this history in the ossuary; back then, humanity was very weak and hadn't developed any supernatural powers.

Lynn continued to steadily channel the energy in his hands, without much reaction.

Field was talking animatedly.

"It is said that the enslaved races later united and endured an unimaginably brutal war, finally overthrowing the once invincible Titans and annihilating their small numbers!"

"After the Titans fell, the world needed rebuilding, and guess what? The goblins, who seemed the most unassuming but were the most adept at using tools and technology, seized the opportunity!"

"Through goblin technology and engineering, they rose rapidly to become the new overlords, ushering in a goblin era that lasted for tens of thousands of years!"

He paused, then said with a hint of sarcasm, "It's a pity that even the most glorious civilization cannot withstand the erosion of time."

"The local elite race ruled the world for ten thousand years, enjoying endless resources. They gradually became corrupt and decadent, losing their initial ambition and technological inspiration. Internal conflicts arose, and external resistance continued."

"So, they were overthrown as well."

Lynn knew this history clearly.

"That's right!" Field clapped his hands.

"It was our human ancestors who overthrew them! It is said that under extreme oppression, some of our sages comprehended the way of chivalry—the way to unlock one's own potential—and, with mortal bodies, harnessed life energy to gain the power to fight against goblin technology!"

"In the end, the glorious era of the goblins came to an end, and the world entered the human era that belonged to us."

Field gestured around, then pointed to himself and Lynn: "And then came the history of us wizards."

"Some exceptionally wise ancestors, not content with the power of knights, began to explore the fundamental rules of the world."

"Thus, the more powerful and closer-to-the-truth path of the wizard was created and continues to this day."

After all that, Field finally got back to the main point:

"So, think about it, what does it mean to have the remains of a giant containing a trace of ancient Titan blood?"

"For Mentor Victor, the skeleton of this corpse is the core material for crafting the 'Titan Skeleton Golem,' which can greatly improve the research progress, so he naturally will not give it up easily."

"And for Instructor Grasha, the giant's flesh, organs, and especially the possible remnants of ancient bloodline, are priceless treasures for creating the top-tier flesh-and-blood 'stitched giant'!"

"This involves their respective factions' core research and power enhancement; how could they not fight tooth and nail for it?"

After listening, Lynn slowly nodded.

This is not merely a struggle over a corpse; for the research of both factions, it represents a rare strategic resource that could lead to technological breakthroughs.

The competition at the Tower of Bones is everywhere, even at the level of mentors, it is so naked and fierce.

"And in the end? Who succeeded?" Lynn asked curiously.

"That was naturally Mentor Victor. He paid a considerable price to obtain that giant's skeleton, with the Soul Hunters as witnesses."

"In that case, Victor's 'Titan Skeleton Golem' should be ready soon."

"Maybe we'll get to witness the power of this war machine when we participate in interdimensional wars in the future."