Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Alphonse, seeing Lynn suddenly change his strategy and start hunting zombies, immediately understood his intentions.

Then a glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately changed his strategy.

No longer content with defense and counterattacks, he commanded his skeletal guards and the vengeful spirit of the young girl to take the initiative to lure and kill lone undead, and attempted to guide the soul fire to strengthen his undead.

However, he was far less unscrupulous than Lynn, and only dared to carefully lure and hunt within a controllable range.

The entire brutal battlefield underwent a dramatic transformation thanks to Lynn's intervention; the undead seemed to have gone from a nightmare to a highly sought-after commodity.

"The Siege of the Living Dead" has become Lynn's hunting ground.

With Lynn's undead squad's efficient slaughter, the number of undead in the square decreased at a visible rate.

A first-class apprentice not far from the Curse Weaver saw a wisp of the soul fire of a living corpse killed by a negative energy arrow drift nearby. His eyes flashed with greed, and he commanded his skeleton soldiers to try to snatch and absorb it.

"snort!"

Lynn, who had been standing at the rear observing the battlefield using [Mental Vision], snorted coldly.

How dare you touch my stuff!

He didn't turn around; a mental message was directly transmitted to Wu Liuqi's consciousness.

Seeing that Lynn hadn't noticed his little trick, the apprentice couldn't help but smile and give himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.

Just as the apprentice's smile fully blossomed, he suddenly found his vision spinning and his consciousness gradually blurring.

Wu Liuqi instantly emerged from the shadows behind him, and the "Shadow Slash Dagger" sliced ​​off his head.

Those around felt a flash of cold light, and the student in the crowd suddenly turned into a headless knight, blood gushing from his neck.

A female apprentice was wondering why it was suddenly raining and hot.

Looking up at the sky, a large number of blood-red raindrops instantly fell on her delicate face, staining her entire face blood red.

"ah--"!!

The female apprentice let out a scream like an explosion, then rolled her eyes and fainted.

The apprentices around were in for a treat; this scream was even more thrilling than the "soul shriek" of a vengeful spirit, making their heads buzz.

At that moment, Lynn's icy voice reached the ears of every apprentice nearby: "My spoils are mine; whoever touches them dies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Liuqi's figure flashed beside the Death Apprentice, and his corpse and remaining spirits were quickly collected.

This time, making an example of someone to warn others was extremely effective.

No one dared to have any improper thoughts anymore, and they even subconsciously moved away from the area cleared by Lynn's undead squad.

Lynn raised his head slightly and looked at the formal wizard riding on the undead chimera in the sky.

The mentor remained with his eyes closed, seemingly uninterested in the killing and chaos below.

He's organized countless entrance exams; what kind of situation hasn't he seen? This is nothing more than a small-scale operation.

However... this kid's strength is indeed extraordinary; he actually took down the "siege of the living zombies" all by himself!

Amidst the apprentices' gazes of awe, fear, or envy, Lynn's undead squad swiftly cleared away the remaining zombies in the plaza.

They didn't even spare the undead that had gone out of control among the apprentices; they defeated and took them all into their possession.

The owner of the undead dared not speak out in anger and could only watch helplessly as the undead he had worked so hard to obtain were taken away.

When the last undead was crushed by the Death Knight and had its soulfire absorbed, half an hourglass was still far from being reached.

An eerie silence fell over the square, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Lynn, as if trying to etch his figure into their minds.

Like a demon lord descended from heaven, he is truly a celestial being!

The survival rate in this "survival of the undead" is higher than in previous years.

Apart from a few unlucky ones and the weaklings who were killed off at the beginning, most of the apprentices survived.

This was all thanks to Lynn drawing most of the firepower and ending the battle prematurely.

The apprentices understood this as well, and some of them mustered their courage to thank Lynn and introduce themselves, hoping to make friends with this big shot.

Lynn was uninterested in this and made no comment; he didn't need these kinds of social interactions.

Seeing that they had made a fool of themselves, the apprentices didn't dare to get angry and could only leave dejectedly.

In the air, the instructor riding the chimera finally opened his eyes.

A cold gaze swept across the square, lingering for a moment on Lynn and his undead squad, before he announced emotionlessly:

"First round of melee over! Survivors, prepare for the second round of individual challenges, starting in two hourglasses!"

Lynn recalled most of the undead, leaving only the Bone Guardians by his side to prevent any accidents.

As Lynn felt his undead minions grow stronger after absorbing the soul fire, the idea of ​​farming in the demiplane couldn't help but arise in his mind.

But he quickly suppressed that idea.

It's not the right time yet...

The bone fence opened, and the apprentices left the square in twos and threes, finding places nearby to sit together, rest, and chat.

Some shrewd vendors had already surrounded the area with various potions, equipment, and undead, taking the opportunity to sell their wares to replenish the apprentices' supplies.

When Lynn walked out of the square entrance, all the apprentices fixed their eyes on him, looking at him as if he were a monster.

The demonstration of true strength brings undeniable deterrence.

Especially in this dark wizarding academy, proper deterrence can reduce a lot of trouble.

As Lynn walked past the crowds, the clamor of voices instantly subsided as he passed.

Many apprentices dared not look Lynn in the eye, fearing he might say something.

"What are you looking at?!"

Lynn remained calm, just about to find a quiet corner to wait for the second round, when two familiar voices sounded from the side.

"Lynn! Wait!"

It was Karl. His voice was urgent and slightly panicked, as if he hadn't yet escaped the atmosphere of the "Living Dead."

He strode forward, his apprentice robes stained with blood and dust, and a fresh scratch on his arm.

Fortunately, the zombie did not carry a biohazard virus, otherwise it would have already found a perfect burial site.

Karl's face was still pale, and his eyes held a more complex mix of emotions than before—shock, lingering fear, and a hint of relief at surviving a close call.

If Lynn hadn't suddenly appeared and drawn away the zombies' firepower, the entire "New Student Mutual Aid Association" would probably have suffered heavy losses.

Immediately afterwards, Thomas, carrying a forged iron warhammer, walked over from the side.

He didn't have many injuries, but the bone rings of his modified zombie arm were covered with black and red bits of flesh, and a bloody and ferocious aura emanated from him.

Thomas looked at Lynn, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement: "Lynn, you...you've been hiding your talent for ages!"

Lynn stopped, glanced at the two men, and nodded slightly: "Karl, Thomas."

His tone was extremely flat, revealing little emotion.