Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Seeing Lynn deep in thought, Rex understood his thoughts and spoke up at the opportune moment:

"My lord, you are wise. Negative energy and life energy are like fire and water. Undead creatures or black wizards who cultivate negative energy mostly rely on innate abilities or witchcraft, and few specialize in close combat skills."

"Historically, there have been attempts by undead knights to create death aura, but they all ultimately suffered physical collapse or distorted consciousness due to energy conflicts."

Has the aura of death never existed in this world?

Lynn nodded thoughtfully, not discouraged.

He didn't originally expect to be able to directly copy the Knights system.

"It's alright, if this path is blocked, we can try another one."

Since we can't imitate it, let's create a fighting style that suits a wizard, especially one that suits Lynn!

...

Over the next two days, Rex demonstrated all the combat skills, footwork, fighting techniques, and power generation techniques he had mastered.

Lynn also took the opportunity to thoroughly analyze all the secrets of the knight.

After considering his various methods, he decided which element was more suitable for melee combat.

Of the five elements under his control, the Earth element governs defense and perpetual life, the Star element governs blessing and suppression, and death and soul are self-explanatory, making them more suitable for the undead and witchcraft.

Only spatial power is suitable for close combat, and the cutting ability of spatial attributes is unparalleled.

Thinking of this, Lynn stretched out his right hand and made a loose fist with his five fingers, and the power of space began to gather in his palm.

It's not about tearing space to create cracks, but rather about high compression, condensation, and shaping!

Countless minute spatial folds were forcibly suppressed, smoothed out, and woven according to his will.

Three breaths later, a transparent long blade, about 1.5 meters long and about three fingers wide, took shape in his hand.

"Space Blade"!

The blade is entirely composed of solidified space, without any physical form, but it subtly refracts distorted iridescence under light.

At the edge of the blade, the spatial structure is sharpened to the extreme, forming a fracture zone that is constantly "self-cutting" at the microscopic level.

It is weightless, but you can feel the "resilience" and "sharpness" of the space when you hold it.

Lynn waved his hand casually.

A thin black line appeared in the air where the blade passed, a line that could not be closed for a long time.

Those were the marks left by a brief cut in the spatial structure.

Rex, who was watching from the side, suddenly narrowed his eyes!

As a legendary knight who had fought countless battles, he had an incredibly keen intuition for danger.

The transparent blade felt more terrifying to him than any divine weapon!

It does not rely on force or energy to destroy, but directly "severs" the spatial basis of the existence of matter!

"But that's not enough," Lynn muttered to herself.

Having a sharp "knife" is useless if you can't cut anyone.

With a thought, Lynn sent wisps of mist rapidly spreading outwards, quickly enveloping the entire training ground.

Shadow Leap activated!

His figure vanished from his spot in an instant, reappearing in the shadows on the other side of the hall.

Almost simultaneously, a short-range spatial jump followed! His figure blurred again, appearing five meters away from Rex.

Before Rex could react, Lynn triggered the mist-transfer ability he gained from his symbiosis with the Mist Spirit!

Its body part turned into grayish-white mist, and it moved smoothly sideways for ten meters like a ghost, avoiding an imagined attack trajectory.

Fast! Weird! Completely random!

The three displacement abilities are used alternately, without any artificiality, making it almost impossible to predict where they will appear next.

Lynn began to combine displacement with blade swings.

He teleported to the left of the imaginary enemy and slashed across his throat with the Space Blade.

Before the move could be fully executed, it had already vanished into mist and slid behind the enemy, its blade tip stabbing back at his heart.

The shadow leaps above his head, and he cleaves the blade with both hands, slashing down from mid-air!

Each time it appears, it strikes only once.

Regardless of whether it hits or not, immediately change position.

He'd slash once, then move to a different spot, making him completely unpredictable.

This fighting style, similar to "guerrilla warfare," suits Lynn very well.

Especially within the "Stone Heart Mist Domain" range, it can rely on multiple displacements to catch enemies off guard, making it almost invincible.

High mobility, high burst damage, but also high risk.

Of course, sometimes using witchcraft to "fly a kite" directly might be more effective and safer.

Rex felt a chill run down his spine.

This fighting style completely overturned the traditional model of knights "standing still, attacking each other, competing in skill, and competing in strength".

You can't catch a glimpse of him, and every attack he makes is aimed directly at vital points, and the destructive power of that spatial blade...

He had no doubt that if Lynn used this method against him, he probably wouldn't last more than ten displacement attacks.

Even the strongest battle aura armor cannot withstand the cutting of space.

Is this still a wizard who's not good at close combat? He's even more terrifying than me, a legendary knight!

After practicing for about fifteen minutes, Lynn stopped and dispersed the spatial blade in his hand.

While the Space Blade is powerful, it is extremely mentally taxing to stabilize space and form a Space Blade over a long period of time.

Maintaining the spatial blade and frequently using three different displacement abilities simultaneously requires extremely high levels of mental strength and energy control, but it is still within acceptable limits.

Rex watched as the transparent spatial blade in Lynn's hand slowly dissipated, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a fighting spirit that he recognized all too well flickering in Lynn's eyes.

"Knight Rex," Lynn said, his voice carrying a rare hint of interest.

"Practice alone lacks realism; how about... we have a friendly spar?"

Rex smiled bitterly to himself.

He had no problem sparring with a formal wizard, but after witnessing Lynn's abilities, he completely lost confidence in the fight.

But he dared not refuse, and could only clasp his hands in a fist and say:

"Please enlighten me, sir. However... the power of the weapon you have conjured is unpredictable, and I am afraid I will be unable to withstand it."

"Don't worry." Lynn naturally understood his concerns. "I won't use the Spatial Blade."

He stretched out his right hand, his five fingers lightly pressing against the ground. This time, it wasn't the power of space, but the power of the earth's veins!

The hall floor trembled slightly, and gray-black rock powder and earth elemental energy rose from the cracks in the floor, gathering, compressing, and shaping in Lynn's palm.

A few breaths later, a long stone blade, dark yellow in color and with sharp edges, materialized.

The shape of this stone blade is very similar to Rex's stone-bone-like sword, and its surface is shimmering with a faint, earthy-yellow energy glow.

"Earth Blade"!

This blade is far less physically strong than the Blade of Space, and it has no ability to cut through space, but it is sturdy and stable, and feels extremely substantial in the hand.

It's also easy to maintain, requiring little mental or physical effort.

Moreover, Lynn can freely manipulate the "power of the earth's veins" to adjust the weight of the blade.

In close combat, suddenly increasing the power of the earth's veins will make the enemy feel what it truly means to be "pressed down by Mount Tai".

"I will use this blade; you must use all your strength."

Lynn gripped the stone blade with one hand and casually swung it, producing a dull whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Seeing this, Rex felt somewhat relieved.

At least, this isn't that strange thing that can tear your mind apart with just one glance.

He took a deep breath, activated the Furnace Breathing Technique, and his golden-red battle aura surged once more, while the gray-white bone sword in his hand was held horizontally in front of him.

"Please enlighten me, sir!"