Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Ollie didn't seem nervous and followed Lynn's example as he entered the security checkpoint.

The force field scan descended, and countless skulls stared intently at the demon disguised as an apprentice.

Dragons, giants, trolls, elves, dwarves, orcs, monsters...

There are even a large number of abyssal demons...

The skulls of various races kept scanning Ollie, trying to find a flaw, but Ollie remained calm and composed.

After a few breaths, all the skulls fell silent, and the soul fire in their eye sockets pulsed rhythmically. They did not notice anything unusual and quickly let them pass.

Lynn was unaware of this and quickly cooperated with the deacons to carry out the next inspection upon entering the front hall.

The nameplate verification passed, and the ghostly deacon silently allowed passage.

Just as he was about to step out of the front hall, he saw Ollie enter as well, his face expressionless, and he nodded slightly to Lynn.

Wait... is the security at our Bone Spire really that lax? A demon just swaggered in like that??

The ghostly deacon raised his bandaged hand... Ollie handed over the nameplate... scanned, read the information, and returned the nameplate...

The three gray-clad butlers simultaneously stepped aside to make way.

It passed?!

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly as he watched Ollie walk effortlessly through the archway to his side, even nodding at him as if to say, "Basic stuff, don't be silly."

The sophisticated security system of the Bone Spire Academy was completely ineffective against this demon!

Ollie's disguise, or rather its ability to tamper with and simulate identity information, has penetrated deep into the academy's underlying identification rules.

Could it be that I've made a mistake? Is Ollie not a demon from the abyss?

Was all of this a misunderstanding?

Lynn couldn't help but doubt his own guess.

But he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

Although Ollie's disguise was flawless, Lynn could still sense the awkwardness, the inexplicable awkwardness.

Thinking of his terrifying ability to disguise himself, Lynn's back was gradually soaked with cold sweat.

He didn't know whether to be glad he hadn't exposed it on the spot, thus avoiding a conflict, or to regret not being able to use the academy to immediately expose this dangerous existence.

We must part ways immediately!

"Oli, I need to report back to my mentor immediately. Now that we're at the academy, let's take our leave."

Lynn spoke in a flat tone, and without waiting for Ollie's response, she turned to leave.

"Hey, Lynn, why the rush?"

Ollie's voice carried just the right amount of enthusiasm, and he followed after a slight misstep, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

"I've been stationed away for a long time and haven't been back to the academy for quite some time. I'm a bit out of touch with things now, and the only familiar person I know is Lynn. I wonder if you could show me around a bit?"

It's got its eye on me?!

Lynn's heart sank.

Why did this demon go to such lengths to infiltrate the academy, not to spy on secrets or cause trouble, but instead stick to me like a leech?

Was it because Megatron was too conspicuous? Or was there something on him that piqued its interest? The little stone? Or...himself?

Lynn's brain was working at lightning speed.

Could it be... he's afraid I'll tell on him? My disguise shouldn't be too bad...

What went wrong?

Lynn was completely baffled, but one idea lingered in his mind.

You can't take it to Gregor!

Although Gregor is a third-ringed demon, his main focus is research, and his combat strength may not be able to overwhelm this demon with such sophisticated infiltration skills.

If we take action, the destruction of the lab is a minor issue; if the supervisor can't handle Ollie... the consequences would be unimaginable.

We need to think of another way to escape!

Lynn's gaze unconsciously swept over the hurried crowds and eerie buildings around him, finally settling on the towering, bony spire that pierced the dark purple sky.

The chains binding the tower, the ethereal shadows of suspended souls, and that vast, ancient, slumbering will...

A thought flashed through Lynn's mind.

Or... how about... we try to be reckless one more time?

He stopped, took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

Then, under Ollie's slightly puzzled gaze, he turned around again to face the magnificent spire.

Concentrating all his mental energy, he unhesitatingly aimed at the incomprehensible being and activated [Analysis] for the second time!

Om-!

The reaction was almost exactly the same as last time, but faster and more violent!

The entire spire of bones seemed to tremble violently the moment his "sight" touched it—like ripples caused by a slight disturbance of some supreme rule.

That immense, ancient, and icy "will" suddenly awakened, and an indescribable and irresistible "gaze" slammed down on Lynn like a tangible hammer!

It's that kid again!!

It seems the lesson from last time wasn't enough; this reckless brat has dared to offend him again!

Do you really think you're easy to bully?

"puff!"

Lynn shuddered violently, his face turning deathly pale, and a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, which he then swallowed back down.

Such a strong reaction? Even the tower spirit has morning grumpiness?

Just then, the [Tears of Tranquility] pendant around her neck suddenly burst forth with a soft, silvery-white light, forming a thin film of light that negated most of the pressure and damage.

Even so, Lynn still felt as if he were being crushed by an entire mountain range, his bones creaking and his soul trembling.

Almost at the same instant, the space around Lynn began to distort.

Two Soul Hunters with metal masks on their faces suddenly appeared on either side of Lynn, their cold hands landing directly on his shoulders, and a powerful binding force field instantly enveloped him.

"Ugh..."

Lynn felt his magical power and mental energy being instantly sealed off.

He suppressed the discomfort on a spiritual level and the stiffness in his body, and with all his might, he turned his head sharply to look at Ollie, who was completely stunned to the side, and shouted in a shrill voice:

"Brother Ollie, we've been caught! Don't worry about me! You need to get out of here—!!"

After shouting, he immediately "obediently" lowered his head, no longer resisting, and allowed the two hunters to "lift" him up. His figure became blurry in the next moment and was quickly "dragged" towards the spire.

Ollie: "......???"

For the first time, a genuine, bewildered expression—a mixture of astonishment, confusion, and a hint of absurdity—appeared on the apprentice's perfectly disguised face.

What happened?

What business could I possibly have with you?

Has it been revealed that I am a demon?

But these hunters... they were clearly after you! They didn't even glance at me!

What did he mean by shouting that?

Could it be that he wanted to take someone down with him before he died?

Ollie's brain was racing, but he couldn't understand this bizarre situation at all.

What earth-shattering thing did this junior apprentice do that led to his arrest by the academy's "official" forces?