Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

In the alley, Walker didn't look at the knife. His gaze swept indifferently over the little beggar holding the knife, and then he calmly raised his right hand.

The hand moved very naturally, without any aggressive gesture, as if it were brushing away the dust that had settled on the lapel.

However, if a wizard were present, they could detect the energy fluctuations contained within it.

Grayish-white light spilled from the edge of his palm, spreading along the trajectory of his wave into a uniform thin light that enveloped the entire alleyway.

The light, like a slowly spreading layer of water, covered the entire area.

The bodies of the little beggars froze simultaneously upon contact with the light, as if a pause button had been pressed.

Their eyes were still open, their pupils constantly moving, but they remained unable to move.

The little beggar holding the knife still had his hand raised, but he could no longer stab with the knife.

The alleyway fell silent again.

All the original noise had disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence.

The sounds from the street were also blocked by the corner of the alley, like an invisible barrier dividing the space into two undisturbed parts.

Walker took the dagger from the little beggar's hand, and under the beggar's terrified gaze, casually crumpled it into a ball of scrap metal and threw it on the ground.

The little beggar knew perfectly well that he had kicked a hornet's nest!

They... are probably in trouble!

Sure enough, Walker stretched out his palm and hovered it about a hand's width above his head, amidst his desperate gaze.

However, I didn't intend to kill him.

The Soul Searching Technique probed into his palm, and information began to flood into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Walker saw glimpses of their lives from their perspective: the corners where they had crouched, the garbage heaps they had rummaged through, and the underpasses where they had slept.

I also saw images of the city when the war had engulfed it some time ago—the collapsed city walls, the flying rubble, and the scorch marks scattered on the streets.

He saw the outline of the area, the tower under repair not far away, and the terrified looks in the eyes of the people.

He turned his attention to deeper memories, trying to find more details about the world itself.

The image lasted for a while before finally settling on a gray-white sky.

The search was over, Walker withdrew his hand, and stood up.

The little beggars remained in their hypnotized poses, as if frozen in time.

The world they remember is called the Alchemy World, inhabited by extraordinary individuals known as "Alchemists."

These little beggars had no idea how powerful the "alchemists" were, no idea that there were other worlds beyond this one, and no idea what changes had occurred in the world itself.

All they knew was that a war had raged for a while, and that a large number of monsters had appeared outside, almost breaching the city.

Then the monsters suddenly stopped, gradually retreated, and the war ended.

Some people died, some people survived, the city is being repaired, and life goes on.

But the world has changed dramatically!

A few days ago, an inverted projection of an unfamiliar world suddenly appeared in the sky and then slowly descended.

The people in the city all thought it was the end of the world, that the other world would crash down and crush them into mincemeat.

At that time, the city had completely descended into madness, with chaos and crime everywhere.

The situation was stabilized only after a group of people dressed in dark gray robes arrived in the city.

According to the city's residents, these people are the so-called "alchemists"!

Walker stood in the middle of the alley, leaning against the wall, and remained silent for a while.

He remembered that when he spoke with Lord Lynn before, he had mentioned that it was a world called "Alchemy World".

He thought that Lord Lynn had only gathered some information and that it would take some time to prepare before he could completely take him down.

But now he himself is standing on this land called the Alchemy World!

Could this be that world?

Lord Lynn not only found it in a short time, but also completely subdued it and refined it into his own "Holy Mark Domain"!

What an incredibly bizarre method!

Walker dared not think any further, nor dared to delve any deeper.

Although he was curious, reason told him that he couldn't delve too deeply; the more he knew, the faster he might die.

This involves the secrets of the Saint Mark Wizard. If one investigates too deeply, one might not only fail to advance to the Saint Mark level within a year, but also become an undead.

Walker gathered up the scattered pieces of information and quickly walked out of the alley.

He walked through the still-moving crowd, not continuing into the city, but instead retracing his steps and exiting through the city gate.

That's right, he didn't plan to stay in the city any longer, fearing that he might overhear more information and be discovered by Lynn.

Alright, let's just stay in the wilderness and at least get through this year safely.

After leaving the city, he used "True Sight" to fly in the direction of abundant energy, hoping to find a suitable place to live in seclusion.

They only stopped when they flew to a wilderness and sensed the concentration of elements around them.

Walker searched the surroundings again and found nothing unusual. Then he took out a house model from the ring, activated it, and placed it on the ground.

The model quickly expanded, forming a solid, exquisite little house standing on the gray-white grass.

This small house is only one story high and occupies only about a hundred square meters, but it is more than enough as a temporary residence.

This is a standard wizarding artifact that Walker bought at the Ghost Market – the Wizard's Hut, which is extremely convenient for use when going out.

If you have enough magic stones, you can also purchase more advanced "Wizard's Deluxe Cottage", "Wizard's Courtyard", "Wizard's Manor" or even "Wandering Wizard's Palace".

However, for the average wizard, this thing is just a "tent" when going out on missions; a wizard's hut is perfectly sufficient.

Walker pushed the door open and went in, the door closing behind him.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little safer.

This feeling didn't last long before he immersed himself in the intense and exciting process of understanding the rules.

The roof opened automatically, revealing the awe-inspiring "giant net of rules." Walker lay on the bed, emptying his mind, his spirit swimming in the ocean of rules with one of them.

We only have one year, so we can't waste it.

Meanwhile, Wanxiang recorded everything Walker did and transmitted his location and status back to Lynn's consciousness.

The records mainly document Walker's entry into the alchemical city using Soul Searching, the approximate duration of his stay in the city, and his final journey from the city to the wilderness.

Lynn sensed the information transmitted back by the myriad phenomena and learned that Walker had fled in panic after performing a soul-searching technique in the alchemical city. Lynn understood immediately.

I understand that Walker has confirmed that this is the Alchemy World, and I also understand his concerns.

However, Walker was pragmatic enough not to investigate further, which shows that he knew what he could do and what he should avoid.

Otherwise, I would have no choice but to leave him behind forever.

(I have something to do today, so there's only one chapter. Sorry for the inconvenience.)