Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The apprentice stood at the edge of the platform, watching the grayish-white light disappear into the sky in an instant, feeling extremely horrified.

This adult... is extraordinary!

He turned and ran down the platform, through several corridors, and pushed open a door.

Behind the door was a small office, where a middle-aged wizard in a gray robe was sitting behind a desk reading a book.

The middle-aged wizard looked up at his panting apprentice.

"What's the panic?"

"My lord, a wizard just came out of the teleportation array. His robe was dark purple and had a mark on it that I've never seen before."

After saying that, the apprentice gestured with his hands, and water elements quickly condensed, slowly forming a mysterious mark in the air.

Although there are some differences in the details, they are about 70-80% similar.

The middle-aged wizard put down his book, looked at the mysterious mark, and frowned slightly.

This mark... seems unusual.

He took a crystal ball from the drawer and handed it to the apprentice.

"Show his likeness and his mark."

The apprentice took the crystal ball, closed his eyes, and inputted the images from his memory into it.

The crystal ball lit up, revealing Lynn's face and the mark on his chest.

The middle-aged wizard stared at the mark for a long time, sensing the unusual information within it, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He placed the crystal ball on the table, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingers twice on the armrest.

"Saintly Stigmata Wizard"

The apprentice's face turned pale.

"Sacred Mark? My lord, are you sure?"

The middle-aged wizard did not answer. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gray sky outside.

It should be noted that among first-rate forces like the Gray Tower, the Saint Mark Wizards are already among the top!

The great "True Spirit Wizards" are only found among the most elite and top-tier forces...

How could he not be alarmed when a dark wizard's holy mark passed by?

Even if someone is in a bad mood and kills him on a whim, all they need to do is apologize.

Reality is cruel; their own forces are no match for the Bone Spire, and their own strength is no match for that Holy Mark...

"Why is the Holy Mark Wizard of the Bone Spire suddenly passing by our teleportation array?"

He turned around and looked at the apprentice.

Did he say where he was going?

The apprentice shook his head. "He said he was just passing by."

The middle-aged wizard remained silent for a few moments.

"If he comes again, just do your job: register him, activate the teleportation array, don't ask any questions, and don't look around too much."

He walked back to his desk, took a gray token from the drawer, and handed it to the apprentice.

"If he causes you trouble, crush this token, and I'll know."

He paused for a moment.

"But he probably won't cause you any trouble; a Saint Mark Wizard doesn't have the time or inclination for that."

The apprentice took the token and ran his finger along its edge.

"Sir, why don't you see him?"

The middle-aged wizard closed the book on the table and put it in the drawer.

"I'm going into seclusion. Keep an eye on the teleportation array these next few days. If there are any problems that can't be solved, we'll discuss them when I come out of seclusion."

After saying that, he picked up the crystal ball on the table, put it in his pocket, and walked out of the office.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

The apprentice stood there, clutching the gray token in his hand, his palms sweating.

Seclusion? I think it's more like seeking refuge!

Good grief, he's become a coward.

...

Lynn flew out of the planet's atmosphere, and the gray-blue planet behind him grew smaller and smaller until it became a point of light.

Ahead lies endless void, darkness, coldness, and no direction; cosmic catastrophes occasionally occur.

Lynn raised his right hand, and his newly ascended Mystic Eye emerged from the Netherworld.

The Demon Eye hovered in front of him.

That geometric structure, constantly collapsing inward, resembles an infinitely layered abyss.

The pupil was positioned over a slowly rotating silver nebula, within which countless tiny points of light danced.

Lynn stood on the Demon Eye, and the sensation beneath his feet was not physical, but a projection of spatial folds, which felt very subtle.

The air around the Demon Eye was slightly distorted, the light was bent, and the line of sight could not be focused.

The Magic Eye isn't the best choice for a "mount," but it's the only one I have to show off right now. The others are only at the peak of Nightmare level 6, and their speed is far inferior to the Magic Eye.

Moreover... after advancing, the Demon Eye's travel speed is no worse than other Holy Mark Undead.

Lynn glanced at it, then turned back to look into the depths of the void.

"Walk."

The silver nebula of the Demon Eye lit up briefly.

Its body disappeared; it wasn't a normal movement, but a teleportation.

Jump from one spatial coordinate to another.

Each point of light is a stable anchor point; wherever the Magic Eye's gaze falls, that's where it can reach.

The coordinates of the Star Observatory were already marked on its light spot; Lynn didn't need to give directions.

There was no wind, no sound, only endless darkness in the void.

The teleportation of the Demon Eye was very smooth, without any bumps or shaking. Only the surrounding space kept changing, as if it was constantly "fast forwarding".

One moment it's a pitch-black void, the next it's a dense meteorite belt, and then it's the edge of a burning star.

Lynn stood on the Demon Eye, watching the scenes flash before his eyes.

As the Demon Eye's teleportation ended, the surrounding void changed; it was no longer a vast expanse of darkness, but a large asteroid belt.

Meteorites vary in size; some are the size of a fist, while others are the size of a hill.

The one closest to the Demon Eye is shaped like a honeycomb, with its surface densely covered with holes.

Each hole was filled with a clump of dark gray stuff that was wriggling.

It is the infamous "Starry Sky Insects" in the endless starry sky!

Although they are called insectoids, their appearance is more like that of "alien" creatures with mantis wings.

Their eyes are compound eyes, composed of countless tiny mirrors, each reflecting the image of the demon eye.

Some are as big as a calf, while others are as big as a whale.

The largest one lay at the highest point of the meteorite, its body like a mountain, in a resting state, trying to minimize its energy expenditure.

Lynn showed no fear upon seeing the horde of ferocious insects; instead, he smiled.

There aren't many who can traverse the void with their physical bodies, and right in front of us is a group of decent "fighters"...

These star insect swarms are incredibly strong, capable of traversing the starry sky on their own, and their strength is also remarkable. The lowest level is LV4, equivalent to a formal wizard, and the strongest one has reached the peak of LV6.

If an ordinary wizard were to encounter this, he would be in deep trouble, and would probably be torn to pieces by these insects.

But Lynn is no ordinary wizard; he has experience dealing with these void creatures!

The moment the magic eye appeared, all the insects' compound eyes turned towards it simultaneously.

The small mirrors reflected the distorted geometric structure of the Demon Eye, the swirling silver nebula, and Lynn's figure standing on the Demon Eye.

The insects were clearly taken aback when a huge tentacle-like eyeball entered their home.

No...who ordered the takeout?