Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After collecting moss from one spot, Lynn stopped wasting time on the perimeter and instructed Wu Liuqi to explore deeper into the tomb.

He himself, along with the MT, remained vigilant and advanced towards the middle zone, following the paths they had explored.

The middle level is guarded by powerful vengeful spirits that protect the Tears of Mourning; only one is needed to complete the task.

I wonder what kind of tricks this powerful vengeful spirit has up its sleeve. Perhaps I should go and see for myself.

The deeper one goes, the clearer the whispers become, as if countless souls are weeping and cursing in one's ears.

The negative emotions floating in the air began to exert a real pressure on the mind, but with the protection of the [Soul Armor], Lynn said she felt no pressure at all.

With the [Mental Vision] present, there's no need to worry about getting lost in this tomb.

The undead encountered along the way are no longer just rotting zombies and other mobs; they begin to include spirit binders, skeleton hunters, and hordes of rotting, poisonous zombies.

Unfortunately, these undead are still uncontrollable; the only option is to kill them and collect materials.

Lynn directed Wu Liuqi and MT to eliminate the undead as quickly as possible, collecting all the corpses into the Undead Ring.

Only when the number of undead increased did they release Brother A to help quell the unrest.

Brother A's performance was indeed outstanding.

Faced with a horde of rotting, poisonous zombies, its right arm churned and instantly transformed into a massive bone blade with gleaming cold light at its edges.

With a swift slash, the two zombies were cut in half at the waist!

The corrosive blood from the wounds of the putrid zombie splattered onto Brother A's body, causing his flesh to wriggle slightly before absorbing all the toxins, which in turn slightly amplified them.

Clearly, the [Corrupted Blood] on Brother A provides excellent resistance to the Corrupted Zombies.

After killing all the venomous zombies, Lynn collected all the corpses, preparing to give them to Brother A to consume and enhance the toxins.

"Not bad!" Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

The bone blade that Brother A conjured was extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary undead equipment.

Furthermore, the [Flesh and Blood Mutation] ability is extremely flexible in actual combat, allowing it to change form at any time as needed.

If he grows up, he will definitely be an all-around "hunter".

As he went deeper into the field, Lynn also began to encounter other apprentices.

Some have already become corpses, slowly sinking into the ground; others, influenced by the "whispers of the dead," have become lost in the tombs.

Lynn couldn't bear to see the body go to waste, so he tried to retrieve it, but was blocked by a powerful spiritual force that emerged from the depths of the tomb.

With Lynn's strength, he could not shake this spiritual force and could only regretfully give up.

Clearly, the moment these apprentices died, their property became the academy's, and no one else could touch it.

However, some of the apprentices' "legacy" was not swallowed up; Lynn successfully accepted it and completed the collection of moss from the other two areas.

As they rounded a corner, they came across three apprentices locked in combat with several skeleton hunters, clearly at a disadvantage.

The lead apprentice saw Lynn pass by, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted for help.

"Help, boss!!"

Lynn initially didn't want to pay attention, but his next words forced this eagle-like man to stay.

"A great reward is assured!!!"

These words immediately stirred Lynn's compassionate heart. They were all classmates who loved each other, so what was wrong with lending a hand?

Wu Liuqi and Brother A sensed the compassion in Lynn's heart and rushed forward quickly, swiftly dispatching the group of "Bone Hunters," whose soul fire was also directly absorbed by them.

The three apprentices stared in disbelief at the undead being swiftly killed, and at Lynn, who was looking at them expectantly.

"Thank you so much for your help, sir!"

The apprentice in the lead was the first to react, and quickly bowed to express his gratitude, his voice still trembling slightly.

That's incredible! No wonder you're a top player!

He glanced at the skeleton hunters scattered on the ground, then at Lynn's calm yet expectant gaze, and immediately understood the meaning behind it.

"Understood, understood! Please wait a moment, sir!"

The lead apprentice hurriedly turned around and huddled together with his two other still-shaken companions, frantically searching for the items.

A rustling sound followed, and a small pile of things appeared on the ground in front of them.

A few crumpled bags of low-quality bone powder, two or three dull, broken pieces of inferior magic stones, several badly worn ordinary bone daggers and small round shields, and a small bottle of murky "minor hemostatic ointment"...

As soon as these things were taken out, Lynn's face immediately darkened.

His gaze swept over the pile of "thick newspapers," and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

That's so shabby, so incredibly shabby!

This stuff is probably not even worth as much as the skeleton of any hunter on the ground.

What? You think I'm a junk collector?

The leading apprentice sensed Lynn's gloomy mood and shuddered violently.

Unfortunately, after fiddling around for a long time, the three of them still couldn't come up with anything of value.

Finally, the three activated their identity badges, shakily scraping together a total of 17 contribution points, which they transferred to Lynn through the interaction between the badges.

This was all they had left, after all, they were just ordinary apprentices with low talent.

Being able to condense one's spiritual core and learn witchcraft within three months is already extremely remarkable; there's hardly any resources left.

These were clearly not enough to satisfy Lynn, whose fee was quite high.

Seeing that the three had already taken off all their equipment and were completely naked, I realized that they had nothing left on them.

You can't exactly ask for someone's underwear, can you?

Lynn shifted his gaze from the three men to their respective undead guards.

Skeleton Guardians, stenching zombies, and... a bone dog?

All three undead were level 1 and had suffered considerable damage in the previous battle.

Especially the weakest of the bone dogs, which had several broken ribs and half of its head covered in cracks.

"These three spirits are mine!"

These words were full of domineering and unquestionable authority.

The three apprentices all looked pained, and after exchanging glances, none of them dared to step forward.

It's already a miracle that they survived, what more can I say...

The three removed the spiritual imprints from their respective undead bodies, and Lynn then put them into the undead ring.

Then, he waved his hand and put the pile of odds and ends into the ring; even a mosquito is still meat, no matter how small.

He directed the MT to step forward and collect all the scattered parts of the Bone Hunter.

These things are worth more than the "generous reward" for a few people, so we can't let them go.

Having done all this, Lynn didn't linger and led the undead squad deeper into the middle layer of the tomb.

The three apprentices were left standing there, looking at the empty battlefield, unsure whether to be thankful for surviving or to feel sorry for the little "money they had spent to save their lives".

Without the undead guards, the three of them didn't dare to wander around the middle level and quickly headed towards the outer perimeter.

Fortunately, I had collected a lot of "grave guardian moss" in the outer area beforehand, so I can trade with apprentices from other areas if I encounter them.

If you complete this round of assessment, you will still have a chance to pass the third "trade" level, which does not require combat.