Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

On the outskirts of the territory, Lynn opened his eyes and stood up from behind the black rocks.

Finally waited!

He looked at the team in the distance and made up his mind.

A mid-tier Saint Mark Nether Wolf, accompanied by a seven or eight-year-old child and tens of thousands of low-tier undead.

Lin Chen sat on the back of the Nether Wolf.

Lynn didn't move. He waited until the group had walked far away before emerging from behind the rock. He walked at a moderate pace, keeping his distance from the group.

We're too close to the undead lords here; we have to wait until they're far away before we can make a move.

The swarm of insects hovered above the column, monitoring its every move.

Under a gray sky, the two teams headed south.

Ahead were Devourer and Netherwolf, and behind them was Lynn, separated by a hill.

The swarm of insects hovered above the formation, transmitting the images back frame by frame.

Lin Chen sat on the back of the Netherworld Wolf, his legs wrapped around its belly, gnawing on a bone in his hand.

His hair was white, hanging messily over his shoulders, and the silver-white horn on his forehead was longer than Lynn had seen in his baby form, like a curved dagger.

Its body was covered in silvery-white scales, and its overall appearance was not like that of a human child, but more like that of a dragon-man.

Soon, the group encountered a group of ghouls, who were lying in a pile of rubble gnawing on an animal carcass.

Tun Yuan patted the Netherworld Wolf's head, and the Netherworld Wolf stopped.

Tun Yuan jumped off the wolf's back and walked towards the group of ghouls.

The ghouls looked up and saw a tiny creature walking towards them, and paused for a moment.

However, the little creature in front of them was much more tempting than a rotting corpse that had been decaying for who knows how long.

Then they pounced.

Devourer wasn't picky about food. He opened his mouth, and an invisible force surged out, enveloping the ghouls that pounced on him.

The ghoul's body froze, then began to shrink.

Their energy was drained and flowed into the Devouring Abyss's mouth along with that invisible force.

The Devourer's throat moved, swallowing mouthful by mouthful. Dozens of ghouls were reduced to dust in less than ten breaths from the moment they pounced.

Tun Yuan licked his lips and walked towards the next group of undead.

Lynn watched from behind the hill and knew what was going on.

Lin Chen's strength is at the peak of Nightmare level, which is the peak of the third ring, just one step away from the Saint Mark.

This was not unexpected for him. After all, Lin Chen had terrifying talent and the Devouring Talent. As long as he kept eating, his strength would increase rapidly.

No need for meditation, no need to comprehend rules, no need to refine the physical body, eating is enough.

But Lynn also noticed Lin Chen's strange behavior.

He would unconsciously burst into loud, shrill laughter while eating.

After he finished eating, his expression changed; he became gloomy and lowered his head without saying a word.

After a while, he started laughing again, laughing for no apparent reason.

His expressions changed rapidly, as if someone was switching channels in his mind.

Lynn guessed that this was a side effect of drinking large amounts of Styx water, and that those fragmented memories were affecting his mind.

The group continued south, devouring countless undead along the way.

Skeletons, zombies, carrion beetles, ghouls, and ghosts—they welcome all.

His stomach was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much he ate, it never swelled up.

The Nether Wolf followed behind, walking at a leisurely pace, occasionally raising its head to glance at the distant hills before lowering it again.

It seemed to have sensed something.

Soon, the team entered a new area.

The undead here are different from those before; they are larger and have a stronger aura.

Huge bones were scattered on the ground; leg bones were taller than a person, and ribs were thicker than an arm.

A colossal figure approached from afar. Its body was pieced together from bones, standing about ten meters tall, with two curved horns on its skull and eerie green flames burning in its eye sockets.

Skeletal Giant Bear, Initial Stage of Sacred Mark.

It was followed by a group of high-level undead, level 5 and level 6.

Lin Chen's eyes lit up as he looked at the skeletal giant bear. "A feast!"

However, this feast was quite substantial. He couldn't possibly afford it on his own.

This was no challenge for him. Lin Chen patted the Netherwolf's head. "Go!"

The Nether Wolf charged out from the front of the group, its body growing larger in mid-air, from the size of a carriage to the size of a small mountain.

The skeletal bear also charged forward, moving much faster than it appeared, its every step causing the ground to tremble.

The two undead of Saint-level rank collided violently, causing the ground of the underworld to crack.

The ghost wolf's claws struck the skeletal giant bear's head, cracking its skull.

The skeletal giant bear slammed its fist into the Netherwolf's chest, causing its body to tremble.

The two undead fought fiercely, sending stones and bone fragments flying everywhere.

Lin Chen stood at a distance, gnawing on a bone while watching with great interest, showing no concern whatsoever that the Netherworld Wolf would lose.

What a joke! His own father's top henchman would be defeated?

His eyes were full of excitement, and his fingers were tapping out a rhythm, one tap at a time, following the beat of the battle.

Lynn saw an opportunity behind the hill.

He concealed his aura, cast invisibility and mimicry spells, and prepared to make his move.

Both the Netherwolf and the Skeleton Bear were at the Saint-level, and they were currently engaged in battle, unable to focus on their surroundings.

Lynn circled around from behind the hill, and the "Stone Heart Mist Domain" unfolded. His body gradually merged with the gray-white sky, like a thin mist.

Instead of attacking the two holy marks, he approached Lin Chen directly, when he was less than a hundred meters away from Lin Chen.

He raised his right hand, and the projection of the Holy Mark Domain condensed in his palm, the gray-white light compressed to its extreme.

Fifty meters... thirty meters... ten meters...

Lynn emerged from his invisibility, his Saint Mark Domain opening, and grayish-white light surged toward Lin Chen like a tide, wanting to "take him away" directly.

Light enveloped Lin Chen's body, his feet left the ground, and he was dragged toward Lin En by the power of the domain.

Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body struggled within the Saint Mark Domain, but he couldn't break free.

His eyes were fixed on Lynn's location, as if he had sensed something. There was no fear or panic in his pale golden eyes, only endless greed.

He smelled the scent on Lynn, the bloodline of the same lineage, the bloodline of the Starry Sky Beast!

Purer and stronger than him!

He opened his mouth and inhaled sharply, the edge of the Holy Mark Domain was disturbed by his suction, and the gray-white light began to fluctuate.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Chen's body disappeared. It wasn't that Lin En took it into the Saint Mark Domain; he teleported away on his own.

The Starry Sky Beast not only possesses an exceptional talent for devouring, but its spatial abilities are also unparalleled!

When he reappeared, Lin Chen's figure solidified again on the back of the Netherworld Wolf, squatting on its back and holding the wolf's fur.

"Stop fighting! There are enemies!" Lin Chen's voice was loud, sharp, and piercing.

Upon hearing this, the Nether Wolf decisively abandoned the skeletal giant bear and turned around, its dark blue eyes fixed on Lynn.

The skeletal giant bear was beaten half to death and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

Failed!

Lynn was greatly surprised and withdrew his Saint Mark Domain, standing still.

He didn't expect that Lin Chen would dodge his Saint Mark Domain so easily; this kid really has something.

He looked at Lin Chen, and Lin Chen looked at him too. Lin Chen seemed to recognize him, but there was no trace of affection in his eyes.

Seeing the surrounding undead closing in, the Nether Wolf became even more vigilant, while Lin Chen prepared to teleport again.

This place isn't far from the territory of the Bone Monarch. If a fight breaks out, it might alert the Bone Monarch, and things could get messy.

Looking at Lin Chen's complicated expression, Lynn immediately had an idea.

Or... how about we use some persuasive arguments and appeal to family ties?