Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Creating a "multi-threaded" meditation method is much more difficult than imagined; it is an extremely complex undertaking.

The five energy attributes are vastly different, making it difficult for them to coexist peacefully.

Furthermore, other elements will need to be added in the future, making the relationships between these elements extremely complex.

But Lynn has [Analysis] and [Memory Library].

He built and optimized the absorption model for each type of energy separately, and then tried to design an "energy harmony matrix".

Using the power of stars as a "neutralizing agent," the power of space as a "buffer layer," and the power of the soul as a "regulatory center," the power of death and the power of the earth's veins operate in parallel on specific tracks, without interfering with each other, but rather promoting each other.

All thirty workstations were operating at full capacity, working day and night to simulate scenarios.

Fail, adjust, fail again, adjust again...

Finally, five days before taking office, the first barely functional model of "The Myriad Phenomena Meditation Method - First Edition" was completed.

It is not very efficient, with an energy conversion rate only half that of a high-level meditation method with a single attribute, and requires extremely strong mental control to maintain balance.

But none of these were problems for Lynn.

Importantly, it proved the feasibility of "simultaneous practice of the five systems".

"I've finally created my own 'All-Encompassing Meditation Method'!"

"This is just the first version. As my understanding of the rules deepens and as I analyze the stigmata of more worlds... it will continue to improve until it truly deserves the name 'All Things'."

Just as Lynn was preparing to further refine her meditation method, Gregor came looking for her.

"Kid, stop burying your head in your research." The old wizard patted the lab table. "The wizards stationed in Soul Valley have sent a message, hoping you'll head over a few days earlier."

"You need to teleport from the academy to the main city near the River Styx, and then head to the Valley of Sinking Souls on your own. It will take some time on the way, so you'd better set off tomorrow."

Lynn opened his eyes and nodded: "Understood, mentor."

Gregor looked at him, his tone unusually serious: "The main world is not like the Graveyard of Eternal Night. There are complex forces there, including not only us wizards, but also various native superhumans, alien races, and even infiltrators from other academies."

"Although Soul Valley is remote, it is still a node of the death ley line, and there are bound to be many people watching it. Be careful in everything you do."

"Students, please remember this."

"Go ahead without worry. As for Morpheus..." A cold glint flashed in Gregor's eyes.

"I'm keeping an eye on things inside the academy, so he won't dare to openly attack you, a formal wizard. As for revenge... come back and take it personally when you're strong enough."

Lynn nodded silently.

Not only Morpheus, but also Malpha is behind him.

Lynn has not caused them any trouble during this period.

Taking action against them now would at most kill a few of their apprentices to vent my anger, but it would only alert them and wouldn't be very meaningful.

Marpha, in particular, who had reached the "Stigmata" level, thought that his and Morpheus's conspiracy had not been exposed and that Lynn would not attack him again after his advancement.

Take advantage of this safe period to develop properly, and when you have enough strength later, crush them all in one fell swoop.

If we don't act, fine; but once we do, we can't give them a chance to escape.

...

The next morning.

Lynn tidied everything up.

The entire undead legion resides in the undead realm, and they carry important supplies with them at all times, while keeping their soul tablets and the Tear of Tranquility close to their bodies.

He took one last look at the small cubicle where he had lived for nearly two years, and then at the perpetually dark sky of the Eternal Night Cemetery outside the window.

"It's time to go. It's been so long since I've seen the real sun..."

After saying goodbye to Gregor, Lynn left without hesitation.

They're all legitimate wizards, there's nothing to be coy about.

Formal wizards have long lifespans; a first-ring wizard can live to be around five hundred years old, and Gregor is only approaching two hundred years old, so he still has a long life ahead of him.

There's no need to worry about not seeing Gregor when you come back, only a lonely grave.

Hmm... At the Bone Spire Academy, they probably wouldn't waste such a precious corpse. If their lifespan were to run out, most of them would be reborn as undead such as liches.

This is one of the college's unique features.

Lynn's lifespan is even longer; he had a lifespan of five hundred years before advancing to the next level, and this advancement means he lives even longer than a tortoise.

Besides, his journey couldn't possibly stop at the level of a first-ring wizard; nearly a thousand years was more than enough time for him to take off.

Soon, Lynn arrived at the teleportation area of ​​the Bone Spire, which was more bustling than ever before.

The shadow of war still loomed over the academy, and the turnover of apprentices reached an unprecedented frequency.

Lynn weaved through the crowded streets and saw faces that were tense, exhausted, or numb and bloodthirsty.

Most of them wore apprentice robes covered in dust and stains, with bulging supply bags hanging from their waists and weapons or detection tools clutched tightly in their hands.

The air was thick with negative energy, the smell of blood, and the pungent odor of cheap medical supplies.

The bulletin board was covered with new war missions and resource requisition orders. Several deacons shouted mission numbers at the top of their lungs, urging the apprentices whose names were called to come forward and report for duty.

When Lynn appeared in the crowd in his brand-new black magic-patterned wizard robe, the surrounding noise suddenly stopped as if it had been choked.

All the apprentices who recognized the attire, regardless of what they were doing, instinctively stopped what they were doing, bowed, and then hurriedly left with their heads down, as if even glancing at it would be an offense.

Lynn was already used to it and walked straight towards the "Hall of Interdimensional Transmission" where the long-distance teleportation array was located without looking to either side.

Didn't I go through the same thing before?

Back when I was an apprentice, I was using a bug on the second floor of the skeletal remains storage. When I encountered those official wizards, I was terrified and wished I could disappear into the ground.

At the entrance to the hall, a serious-looking second-circle wizard deacon was verifying identities.

Seeing Lynn approach, his gaze swept over the wizard's robes and the spirit tablet at his waist, and the seriousness on his face eased slightly.

"Name, destination, mission number."

"Lynn, Main World, Northern Territory, Soul Valley, garrison mission number 7742-SH03." Lynn handed over the soul tablet and mission document.

The deacon took the device, scanned it with a detection crystal, and after confirming the information was correct, looked up at Lynn, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:

"A new recruit? Taking on a garrison mission right away? You've got some nerve."

He said nothing more and handed the document back:

"Go to Teleportation Array Number Three. Since it's a garrison mission, the first teleportation is free. However, if you want to return to the academy or go to other places during your ten-year term, you will need to pay for the teleportation yourself—the cost is not low, so plan ahead."

Lynn nodded: "Understood."

It would be nice to be able to teleport once for free, since the teleportation array also needs magic stones to charge it and needs a steward to operate and maintain it.

Passing through the hall, teleportation array number three is located at the innermost side.

This is a giant magic circle with a diameter of over ten meters. The ground is paved with obsidian and inlaid with hundreds of space crystals that shimmer with a ghostly light.

At the edge of the magic circle, twelve bone pillars were wrapped with liquid silver-like spatial energy, which was slowly rotating.

As expected of an interdimensional teleportation array, its appearance alone is extraordinary.

Is it a bit too exaggerated that such a huge teleportation array only teleports one person?

The magic circle was empty at the moment, and the apprentices who were maintaining it saw Lynn approaching and quickly bowed and stepped back.

They are considered the successors to the teleportation array stewards, trained from their apprenticeship days, and will have a safe and stable job in the future.

Lynn stood in the center of the magic circle.

The butler operated the control panel, and the light from the twelve bone pillars suddenly shone brightly!

"Coordinates locked: Main World, Northern Territory, Styx Tributary Node City. Teleportation initiated—!"

Om-! ! !

Intense spatial fluctuations enveloped my entire body, and my vision was swallowed up by blinding silver-white light.

In the final moment before his consciousness was completely extracted, Lynn pushed his mental power to its limit.

【Tears of Tranquility】are slightly warm, 【Analysis】passively scanning all energy flows around it.

There was no way around it; what happened during the last teleportation was still fresh in my mind.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Morpheus and Malfa's assassination attempts made him extremely vigilant about any teleportation process.

But this time, everything was normal.