Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn rode on Megatron's back, while the five-meter-tall Ghost Bone Tiger led the way.

It lowered its head, discerned the direction, and then signaled Megatron to follow.

"You mean there are two other overlords of your level in this canyon?" Lynn asked Dark Tiger as he traveled.

The Nether Tiger's Soul Flame trembled slightly, conveying clear images of memories—

The Overlord of East Valley, the Skeleton Spider Queen, is at level 3 peak and resides in her underground lair on the east side of the canyon.

It is pieced together from the skeletons of thousands of different creatures, resembling a giant spider. Its eight limbs can launch "poisonous bone spikes," and its nest is filled with spiderweb-like soul traps. It excels at trapping and attrition.

The Overlord of the Western Cliff - A Gathering of Wraiths, is also at the peak of level 3. It was formed by the fusion of tens of thousands of wraiths that devoured each other over a hundred years.

It has no fixed form and can transform into a storm, a giant hand, or countless wailing faces.

It is immune to most physical attacks, but its weakness lies in its vulnerability to high-intensity mental shocks and holy energy.

Lynn was also extremely surprised when he learned about the composition of the other two major powers.

"Hey, so you guys in Death Valley really like playing Jenga? One's stacking ghosts, one's stacking bones, and another's stacking vengeful spirits."

"Hmm...why isn't there any stacked flesh and blood? A giant flesh butcher would make much more sense."

Thinking that Death Valley was filled with nothing but skeletons and all sorts of vengeful spirits and ghosts, with the only flesh and blood being zombies and rotting corpses, Lynn felt a sense of realization.

There may have been butchers or Frankenstein's monsters, ghouls, and the like in the past who "stacked flesh and blood," but they probably starved to death in the end.

Hmm... if more wizard apprentices came here to explore, maybe a flesh butcher could be trained.

The main goal this time is to help the Nether Tiger advance to the next level. Since the Overlord of the Western Cliff is composed of countless wronged souls, he should also be able to transform into a "Chang Gui" (a type of ghost).

He looked at Minghu: "Lead the way, let's go to the West Cliff first and meet that aggregate of wronged souls."

On the way to West Cliff, Lynn looked at the various undead scattered around him and felt it was a bit of a waste.

"These dead are useless to keep alive, so perhaps..."

Thinking of this, Lynn raised his right hand—

Undead Legion - Fully Liberated!

Big Hammer, Gu Erdan, Death Knight, Wu Liuqi, Brother A, Tentacle (the Swamp Lord's venomous tentacles), Bloodthirsty Demon Spirit, Invisible Gargoyle...

There are also various races—the Mountain Dragon with over two hundred skeletal dragons, the Banshee Queen leading three thousand howling banshees, and the Gale Ravens' network covering the entire canyon...

Other miscellaneous undead units also appeared at the same time!

The once empty canyon was instantly filled with an army of undead.

The roars of dragons and tigers, the wails of banshees, and the trampling of earth dragons... all intertwine to form a sonata of death.

"Clear out all undead except for spirit-type undead," Lynn ordered.

Since we can't take them with us, let's destroy them all, absorb their soul fire, and collect some materials to sell.

The massacre officially began.

The mountains led the earth-dwelling dragons in a head-on crushing mass, leaving nothing but shattered bones in their wake.

The Nether Tiger commanded its minions, forming twelve ghostly storms that swept across every corner.

The Banshees specialize in "finishing blows" and mental destruction.

Bone Crow Network's high-altitude monitoring leaves no blind spots.

This is an unequal war.

The strongest undead natives in the canyon are only level 3 at their peak, and they fight individually. How can they withstand this undead army with a complete system and unified command?

Wherever Lynn went, the canyon fell completely silent.

The undead units that had been wandering around were all wiped out, and their soul fire was completely consumed.

Only some undead souls and powerful mutants were spared.

The mutants were directly subdued by Lynn, the ghosts of level 2 and above were taken as "Chang Gui" by the Nether Tiger, and the rest fell into Lynn's Soul Lamp.

Wherever the army went, only various broken bones, ores, and a few valuable materials were left on the ground.

Lynn walked among the corpses, throwing all the materials into the dimensional space, preparing to pack them up and sell them later.

...

Upon arriving near the West Cliff, he ordered the undead army to sweep across the entire West Cliff.

Lynn rode on Megatron's back, leading the Dark Tiger into the core area of ​​West Cliff.

West Cliff is a steep rock face covered with honeycomb-like holes, and in each hole curls up a grayish-white vengeful spirit.

They hung upside down like bats, their sheer number turning the entire cliff face a ghastly white.

As Lynn and his party stepped into the Western Cliff area, all the vengeful spirits opened their eyes at the same time.

Tens of thousands of empty, pained, and malicious gazes focused upon them.

Subsequently, the white ghosts inside the cliff were continuously squeezed out like "pimples".

They poured out of the hole, gathered, intertwined, and merged in the air, eventually forming a giant vengeful ghost face that was fifteen meters tall.

Lynn checked its attributes and found that it was just a level 3 peak mutated vengeful spirit, with not much potential and an extremely unstable form.

This thing is mediocre, and there's no value in training it even if you capture it. It's better to just let the Dark Tiger devour it.

The face of the vengeful spirit seemed to lack rationality, composed of countless distorted human faces, each screaming, crying, and cursing.

The sounds coalesced into a tangible spiritual storm, sweeping across the entire West Cliff!

"A psychological attack?" Lynn laughed.

This thing is child's play for him.

The invisible mental attack swept past Lynn and Megatron without causing any effect.

Only the Nether Tiger, whose strength was slightly weaker, experienced violent fluctuations in its Netherworld flesh and blood due to the impact of the mental storm.

"Dark Tiger," Lynn ordered.

"It's yours now."

"roar--!!!"

The Netherworld Tiger roared to the sky, and thousands of its accomplices echoed its cry!

It leaped into the air, its ghostly flesh churning wildly, transforming into a ghostly tornado, heading towards the giant vengeful face!

A raging tide of vengeful spirits converges with the vengeful souls!

The two soul tides collided in mid-air, their dark purple and grayish-white hues intertwining and constantly tearing and devouring each other!

Every second, hundreds of vengeful spirits are torn apart by the accomplices of the Nether Tiger and absorbed into its body!

The number of cougars inside the Nether Tiger increased with each battle, rising at a visible rate.

The aggregate of vengeful spirits let out an angry shriek, its face opening a gaping maw to spew out concentrated, venomous breath.

This thing is particularly vicious; it's the venom of resentment, and contact with it will corrode your soul.

The Nether Tiger nimbly dodged the venom, leaped to the side of the vengeful spirit aggregate, and unleashed a large number of chains from all parts of its body, forming a soul-like chain net that wrapped around the vengeful spirit's face from all directions.

[Chains of Vengeful Spirits]!

Wherever the chains passed, vengeful spirits were forcibly stripped away, dragged, and devoured!

The vengeful spirits tried to fight back, but they were not as agile as the Nether Tiger and were instead constantly being pulled and kited.

Half an hour later, the form of the aggregate of vengeful spirits gradually became unstable, and the pale white color on its body gradually turned transparent.

Without wasting any more time, the Nether Tiger unleashed its ultimate move – "Rampage of Vengeful Spirits".

Three thousand elite sworn brothers roared as they emerged from the Nether Tiger's body, forming a terrifying wave in the air that crashed fiercely against the aggregate of resentment.

Knowing it was no match for the vengeful spirits, the aggregate tried to split and scatter, but the Nether Tiger had already locked onto its core—a fist-sized, constantly pulsating "crystal of resentment."

"I've found you."

Soul fire blazed in the eyes of the Nether Tiger, and all the entangled spirits abandoned their pursuit of the outer perimeter and rushed towards the crystal!

Ten thousand souls devour the heart!

Thousands of vengeful spirits instantly engulfed the crystallized resentment.

The aggregate let out a final, desperate shriek, and its entire form began to collapse and disintegrate...

Finally, they disintegrated into countless vengeful spirits...

With a roar, the Nether Tiger attracted vengeful spirits into its body, its dark purple soul essence surging like boiling water.