Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Another week passed, and Lynn sat in a corner on the third floor of the ossuary, seemingly meditating with his eyes closed.

He has been sitting there for seven days straight, 24 hours a day, without stopping at any of the 300 workstations.

The books on the bookshelf are decreasing one by one, while the items in the memory library are increasing one by one.

Then, after finishing the last book, knowledge flooded into the library of memory.

Lynn closed his eyes, and several more rows of profound knowledge appeared on the bookshelf in his mind.

He stood up, walked out of the ossuary, and didn't greet the white-haired man.

I probably won't be coming here for a long time.

The white-haired man, inside the dimensional space of the bone repository, watched Lynn's figure disappear at the top of the stairs and frowned slightly.

He stayed there for almost a month, seeing Lynn arrive and leave on time every day, spending all his time reading books.

Did you just flip through all the books in the free section and leave?

The white-haired man couldn't understand why someone would spend so much time browsing books in the free section but be unwilling to spend contribution points to borrow books from the paid section.

What does it mean?

Do you look down on knowledge from paid areas?

Or is it... a lack of contribution points?

Lynn is young after all, and has just been promoted to Saint Mark. He should have used up most of his resources.

The white-haired man tapped his fingers twice on the armrest.

Or... should I lend him some?

After all, he's a promising talent; who knows when he might advance to the True Spirit realm and become a true big shot in the academy.

If you start licking my boots then, you'll really be considered a simp.

However, he then remembered the congratulatory gifts Lynn had received at the promotion banquet.

Fear Crystal, Shadow Crystal, Ice Crystal, Wind and Thunder Crystal, Holy Light Shield Badge, Soul Guardian Ring...

Which one isn't worth tens of thousands of magic stones?

Even if they were reluctant to sell those high-end items, other wizards gave them quite a lot as gifts, some even directly giving away magic stones.

That night, I earned at least several hundred thousand magic stones!

Thinking of this, the white-haired man stopped pointing and made his conclusion about Lynn.

He's not short of money, he's just incredibly stingy!

After returning to the lab, Lynn began the next step.

Now that the knowledge of the Stigmata level has been thoroughly disseminated, it's time to strengthen my own methods.

Many Stigmata-level sorcery models have already been collected. They only need to be analyzed and optimized before they can be engraved into the spiritual core.

Another important tactic—the undead army—also urgently needs strengthening.

Despite being a Saint-level wizard, he didn't have a single genuine Saint-level undead by his side, and he didn't even have many sixth-tier Nightmare-level ones.

The undead army is severely out of sync.

Let's create a decent undead minion first.

Currently, I only have two items that have reached the peak of Nightmare level: the Demon Eye and the Divine Abomination.

Lynn sat at his desk and took out a list from his ring, which listed the materials needed for the "Magic Eye" upgrade.

Void Crystal, Spirit Core, Soul Crystal, Star Sand, Styx Iron Essence...

All the materials are ready; all that's missing is the understanding of the rules to advance to the Saint-level Undead!

The three rules of space, spirit, and soul—comprehension of just one of them allows one to advance to either "Void Gaze" or "Nightmare Lord."

A typical wizard might choose to let the undead experience the laws of a world rich in rules for several decades, or extract some of the world's rules and integrate them into the undead's body to achieve the desired effect.

Lynn has an easier way.

The three rule templates of the goblin world—space, spirit, and soul—are "copied" onto the rule carrier and then integrated into the Demon Eye's body.

In this way, it will not cause any harm to the goblin world, and it can also allow the Demon Eye to advance.

Lynn bought three blank rule carriers directly at the academy's exchange point, each costing 50,000 contribution points, equivalent to 5,000 magic stones.

It's not expensive for him now.

The advancement of divine beings is even more troublesome.

Divine abominations are neither purely undead nor purely beings of holy light.

It is a product of the legacy of the gods of the plague world, the essence of holy light, the power of faith, and the energy of death.

Its body contains eight kinds of divine remnants, fragments of holy light rules, fragments of death rules, and the power of the world infused by all things.

Logically speaking, it doesn't lack rules.

Its advancement has no ready-made path to follow; it cannot be fed materials and integrated into the rules step by step like the Magic Eye.

What it needs is a trigger, a trigger to completely integrate the energy within the body into "chaos" or "impossibility".

Lynn put the list away, stood up, and raised his right hand.

A grayish-white light enveloped his body, and he disappeared from the laboratory, leaving only a projection of the world behind him.

...

Above the island of death, under a greyish-white sky, the Demon Eye hovers above the crater in the center of the island.

Its eyes were closed, and fine purple lines flowed slowly across the surface of its enormous eyeballs.

Lynn flew to the Eye of Evil, took out three rule carriers from the ring, and held them in his palm.

The carrier is a fist-sized transparent crystal with a smooth surface and no internal contents.

He closed his eyes, and the three thousand rule templates in his sea of ​​consciousness lit up simultaneously, with three of them actively lowering rule chains.

Space rules, silvery-white chains emerged from the depths of his consciousness. He used his mental power to imprint the patterns of the chains and engrave them into the first carrier.

The carrier lit up briefly, and silvery-white light flowed inside the crystal, solidifying into a fine texture.

The rules of the spirit are invisible, colorless, and shapeless.

He used his mental power to sense its fluctuations and recorded the frequency of the fluctuations on the second carrier.

Ripples appeared inside the carrier, and then it solidified completely.

The rules of the soul, the dark blue chains, were imprinted and engraved into the third carrier.

The carrier lit up briefly, and a deep blue light flowed within the crystal, solidifying into a fine, intricate pattern.

Lynn threw the three carriers into the air.

They hovered around the magic eye, slowly rotating in a triangular shape.

He then took out the Void Crystal, the Spirit Core, and the Soul Crystal from the ring and put them one by one into the center of the triangle.

The material shattered in the air, turning into powder, which then turned into specks of light, which were absorbed by the magic eye.

The Demon Eye's body began to glow, not purple, but a mixture of silver-white, transparent, and dark blue light.

Its pupils opened, filled with an endless galaxy.

Countless tiny points of light danced deep within the pupil, each representing a spatial coordinate.

Its body surface is covered with fine, silvery-white patterns that spread outwards like a spider web.

Those patterns stretched through the air, extending to tens of meters, hundreds of meters, and beyond.

Wherever the lines passed, the space distorted slightly, as if it had been pressed down by something.

Lynn pushed the three rule carriers toward the Demon Eye, and the carriers touched the surface of the Demon Eye and merged into it.

Silvery-white light, transparent ripples, and dark blue chains simultaneously illuminated within the Demon Eye.

Three rules intertwine within it, supporting and balancing each other.

The aura of the Demon Eye began to rise.

On the first day, the bottleneck of the sixth-tier peak loosened, pushed open by the combined force of the three rules.

On the fifth day, its aura rose from the peak of the sixth rank to the initial stage of the Saint Mark.

On the seventh day, he advanced from the initial stage of the Holy Mark to the intermediate stage, and then stopped completely.

The demonic eye's enormous pupils contracted, causing the air around it to tremble and the entire space to shake.

Wherever the Demon Eye's gaze falls, space itself will slightly distort.

It doesn't need to move; it only needs to glance at something to bring it right in front of it.

Images flickered in its eyes, seemingly fragments from various worlds.