Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The moment the word "death penalty" left Lynn's mouth, all three apprentices shuddered.

They were all the elites of their families, believing they had a bright future ahead of them, and never considered death.

Now... just for secretly hiding some ore, I'm going to lose my life?

Oleg wanted to say something more, but Lynn didn't give him a chance to waste words and tapped the wooden armrest with her fingers again.

"Thump—"

A deep, muffled sound resounded deep within the souls of the three apprentices. Baka and Aria felt their souls vibrate continuously, as if the sound were penetrating their bodies.

Oleg's soul truly did leave his body...

His soul did not fall into chaos after it was forcibly extracted from his body.

Lynn's death energy precisely imprisoned the hazy light and shadow, allowing it to maintain a clear perception.

"No...Master...Spare me...I know I was wrong...I don't want to die...Ahhh!"

Oleg's soul emitted a silent yet heart-wrenching wail that reached the very depths of his being, a wail filled with endless regret and fear.

Death was so close, how could he not be terrified?

As for regret... who knows if it's genuine? Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore...

Lynn remained indifferent, the grayish-white energy swirling around his fingertips enveloping the soul.

This grayish-white energy is a fusion of several apprentice-level sorcery spells that Lynn has mastered, and it is also a small experiment.

Soul Piercing, Fear Spell, Pain Curse, Mind Intrusion, Memory Extraction, Mental Lash...

The grayish-white energy transformed into fine threads, piercing into the light and shadow of the soul, amplifying the most intense emotions in Oleg's soul at that moment, while bringing the most naked pain.

The frustration of unfulfilled greed, the shame of being exposed, the extreme fear of punishment, and the despair of never being freed...

These negative emotions are constantly stimulated, nourished, and distorted by the energy of death, and the mental and spiritual attacks constantly assault his fragile soul, as if cultivating a highly poisonous and painful flower.

Ogle's screams gradually distorted and became more and more like a true "soul's wail".

The intense pain was too much for him to bear.

"Kill me...please...just let me dissipate...don't torture me anymore..."

Oleg's soul pleaded more and more desperately, feeling his consciousness being soaked and reshaped by endless pain and negative emotions.

That is a torture a million times worse than physical death!

To escape this pain, he was even willing to disappear completely...

The timid Bal was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, covering his mouth with his hands to prevent himself from screaming, his face covered in tears and snot, which he dared not wipe away.

Arya leaned against the cold stone wall, her nails digging deep into her palms, barely managing to keep herself from collapsing.

Her face was ashen, her lips were bitten until they were bloodless, and her eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and fear.

As the family's "apple of everyone's eye," she had never seen such a scene before.

He gradually grew distant from the sense of kinship he felt with Lynn, who was about the same age as him.

What was originally a sweet romance with Lynn, a "domineering mentor falls in love with me," has now turned into fear and awe.

That's so brutal!

Is this still the same aloof and handsome mentor I always knew?

The scene before them completely overturned Baka and Arya's understanding of "punishment".

This is not a simple execution; it is to forge a soul into an eternal embodiment of suffering!

Lynn ignored Oleg's pleas and disregarded the fear of the two apprentices.

His punishment of Oleg in front of the two men carried a "warning" meaning, serving as a warning for them.

Lynn's technique for "manufacturing" Oleg was extremely steady, as if he were conducting a rigorous experiment.

Time passed slowly amidst extreme oppression and terror, and finally, the form of that wisp of soul light and shadow underwent a fundamental change.

It no longer maintained its blurry human form, but collapsed and condensed, eventually transforming into a dark purple light and shadow that exuded a strong aura of resentment, fear, and greed.

Within the light and shadow, distorted faces and wails faintly emerge...

A fresh, tormented "vengeful spirit" was thus created by human intervention.

The vengeful spirit's strength has reached the peak of level 2, just one step away from breaking through to level 3.

Tsk...

Lynn clicked her tongue lightly, seemingly dissatisfied.

After all that effort, this is the only thing I've managed to produce. It seems my methods aren't sophisticated enough, and I haven't tortured it severely enough.

Next time, by simultaneously torturing and repairing, I should be able to break through the limits.

Lynn casually sealed the newly born vengeful spirit into a gray crystal bottle engraved with imprisoning runes, intending to study it further later.

A faint yet continuous shriek from the bottle immediately emanated, sending chills down one's spine.

Despite his weak strength, Baka felt a splitting headache from the constant barrage of soul screams, but he dared not leave, fearing that Lynn would turn his gaze to him.

Lynn didn't pay any attention to him and put the bottle away.

As everything came to an end, the suffocating pressure in the stone hall dissipated slightly, but the lingering aura of soul-wrenching pain remained intense in the air.

Lynn's gaze shifted to the nearly exhausted Baal, his voice returning to its usual calm, yet it made Baal tremble violently: "Baal."

"Yes...yes! Master!" Baal scrambled to his knees, his posture a thousand times more respectful than when he first became a disciple.

"Go to the place where Oleg hid the resources, retrieve all the ore, return it to the warehouse, and register it clearly."

Lynn gave the instructions.

"Yes! Yes! I understand, mentor!" Baal quickly replied.

"And then..." Lynn paused, pointing to Oleg's lifeless body on the ground.

"Take his body to the Keller family and inform them of Oleg's death, and... why he died."

"Remember to tell them everything that happened today, without hiding anything."

After all, he was a proper apprentice who had formally presented a "becoming a disciple" gift, so he still had to give people an explanation.

Baal's body stiffened again, and his face turned somewhat pale.

Should I report the death to the Keller family? Or should I report this dishonorable manner of death? Will the Keller family hold a grudge against me?

The Ironbone family has been weak in recent years and has never been able to hold its head high in front of the Keller family. As a member of a branch family, he has never been given a second glance by the Keller family.

If I went, could I escape unscathed? I'd probably be chopped into mincemeat.

"What? You're too scared to go?" Lynn's tone remained calm, but it sent a chill down Bale's spine.

"No... I wouldn't dare! No, no, no... I dare to go! I'll go! I'll go right now!" Baal was somewhat incoherent, but he knew he couldn't refuse.

Oleg's fate is still vivid in my mind; even if he were chopped into mincemeat, he would rather be tortured to death by his mentor.