Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn stared at the energy lines between the stars, with all three hundred workstations operating simultaneously, preparing to probe the mysteries of the grand formation.

The structure of the star array slowly unfolded in his mind, like a complex blueprint.

The location of the node, the direction of the energy loop, the thickness of the defense layer, and the triggering conditions of the attack rune.

He wanted to find the weak point in the star array.

It's not that I really want to crack it, but I want to accumulate some experience so that if I encounter something like this in the future, I'll know where to start.

Suddenly, a light shone in the void.

A silvery-white light shone from the depths of the star array, falling in front of him and solidifying into a human shape.

The man was wearing a dark blue robe embroidered with silver star patterns.

He looked young, like he was in his early thirties, but the weariness in his eyes betrayed his true age.

He wore a silver nameplate on his chest, signifying his identity as a third-ring wizard of the "Star Observatory".

He bowed slightly to Lynn.

"Lord Lynn, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Welcome to the Star Observatory."

Lynn's heart sank when her identity was revealed so easily.

After waiting for a long time...

They not only knew him as a person, but also knew he was coming, when he was coming, and where he was coming from.

This feeling... is absolutely disgusting!

He ascended to the "All Things" stigmata, believing that he had broken free from the trajectory of fate and was able to escape the prophecies of these riddle-makers.

But they still spotted him.

Every move I make is under their watchful eyes. This feeling of being seen through is like having a thorn stuck in my back.

Disgusting, absolutely disgusting!

At the same time, Lynn understood why the Star Observatory had a bad reputation among the major wizarding factions—it was precisely because of this.

You know it, so you have to come out and show off, letting others know how awesome you are.

Why bother?

They never even considered...

No one wants their fate to be controlled by others, and no one wants their every step to be predictable by others.

Who among those who have climbed step by step to the top of the wizarding world doesn't have some secrets, and who doesn't have some dark history?

It's a miracle that the "Star Observatory" group has survived until now; it seems the people inside are truly capable.

Lynn's mind raced, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Lynn, Lord of All Things, from the Academy of Bones Spire, has come to pay a visit."

His voice was calm and his tone was formal, as if he were an academic sent on official business.

Although this visit was a personal matter, it did not affect Lynn's use of the academy's banner.

I'm representing the academy on a dignified visit, which is a diplomatic gesture between the two powers. They can't possibly resort to underhanded tactics, can they?

Upon hearing this, the Third Ring Wizard's lips twitched slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

He didn't point it out. If Lynn said he was sent by the academy, then he was sent by the academy. After all, he was a Saint Mark, and whatever he said was the truth. The Bone Spire Academy would also vouch for him.

The third-ring wizard turned to the side, raised his right hand, palm facing the sea of ​​starlight.

A crack appeared in the star array, revealing a long, silvery-white passage in the void. The passage stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Lord Lynn, please."

Lynn dismounted from the Demon Eye and returned to the Goblin World.

The silver-gray projection of the goblin world caught the attention of the third-ring wizard, who wanted to take a closer look, but Lynn had already put it away.

He stepped into the passage, with the Third Ring Wizard following behind him.

The light from the stars on both sides of the passage was distorted, making it impossible to see what was outside or the route.

Lynn didn't turn around. Now that he was here, he wasn't afraid of them causing trouble.

He is the mark of the Bone Spire; they should not dare to touch him.

At the end of the passage was a sea of ​​starlight. Lynn walked in, and the ground beneath his feet was transparent, allowing him to see the endless stars below.

The top of your head is also transparent, and you can see the endless stars above. Everything in front, behind, left, and right is transparent, as if you are floating in the center of the starry sky.

Those stars weren't real; they were projections of a star array, each one slowly rotating and emitting a soft, silvery-white light.

If you keep walking along the "Walk of Fame", the end will lead directly to a large hall.

The hall was still sparkling with starlight. It didn't seem to be a regular room. A long table was suspended in the center, and a person was sitting at the table.

The man was wearing a dark purple robe, which was undecorated except for a few stars embroidered on the collar.

His hair was silver-white, very long, reaching his waist, with tiny sparkles at the ends.

His face doesn't reveal his age, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes. You could say he's thirty or three hundred years old.

His eyes were silver, like a vast galaxy.

He sat there, his hands resting on the armrests, his aura imperceptible, with no fluctuations in spiritual power or any outflow of energy, just like an ordinary person.

Lynn walked up to the long table and stopped.

The man looked up at Lynn, Lynn's face reflected in his silver pupils.

"Sit down." His voice was very soft, like the wind blowing through the strings of a harp.

Lynn sat down opposite him.

There was a long table between the two of them, and the table was empty, with nothing on it.

Lynn didn't wait for the man to ask any questions and went straight to the point.

"Sir, since you know I'm coming, you should know why I'm here. I'm in a hurry, so let me just say it."

After saying that, Lynn stared intently at the man in front of him, wanting to see just how capable he was.

The man seemed to see the hidden fear in Lynn's eyes and laughed heartily.

"You jest, sir. We can only glimpse the river of fate; we cannot read minds, so how could we possibly know your thoughts?"

"Lord Lynn, I know you have many questions." The man leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest.

"Please speak frankly. I will answer any questions I can."

Lynn looked at him and posed her first question.

"Why did you save me?"

The man's lips twitched slightly, as if he were feeling a pang of emotion.

Three reasons.

"The first one is the Endless Abyss."

"The wizarding world and the Abyss are currently locked in a tug-of-war, and the wizarding world has even snatched several demiplanes from the Abyss's jaws. The situation seems to be very favorable."

"But... the Endless Abyss is no pushover; it will not allow the wizards to deplete its forces and nibble away at its territory."

"The will of the abyss has now realized this and is constantly expanding its invasion channels and deploying more troops."

"As the will of the abyss intensifies its invasion, the Bone-Eroding Starfield won't last much longer."

"The demons of the abyss will break through the defenses and invade the wizarding world, at which point the entire wizarding world will be engulfed in war."

"We need someone, someone who can turn the tide on the battlefield."

"And you are the key to the prophecy."

Lynn tapped his fingers lightly on the table, not particularly surprised by what the man said.

Me? The savior?

What a cliché plot.

I'm not a good person, and I don't have any grand ambitions to save the world.

But if the Abyss were to break through the defenses and invade the entire wizarding world, then he himself would not be able to remain unscathed.

Are you sure it's me? It can only be me?

Lynn stared intently at the man, trying to detect even a hint of hesitation.