Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn reviewed all the missions on the communication tablet and finally stopped at "Storm Mountains - Thunderbird Nest Exploration".

This task is marked as having a difficulty level of three rings, and it is recommended that multiple people team up to attempt it.

The reward is 20,000 magic stones, and any proceeds from the ruins belong to the individual.

The notes state that Thunderbirds are level 5 social creatures, with at least five to eight adult Thunderbirds guarding the nest.

Lynn was very satisfied with the task.

This task offers the highest reward.

The gregarious thunderbird symbolizes multiple souls.

Level 5 monster souls are excellent nourishment for dragon souls and can also be used to upgrade the second main soul.

As for the description of "possibly an entrance to ancient ruins," he saw it as a blind box; no one knew what was inside until it was opened.

Well... the most exciting moment is always before opening a blind box.

Who knows, it might be some amazing serendipitous encounter that will propel you to new heights.

The college's claim of "part of the heritage as a reward" is utter nonsense.

There is a lot of room for maneuver inside.

Going alone, what you gain is entirely up to you.

If you don't show it, how will anyone know what's inside the ruins? If you just say "it's empty" later, who can verify that?

After accepting the mission, Lynn did not say goodbye to anyone.

Anyway, I'll come back after I finish this task, so there's no need to be too sentimental.

He changed into the brand-new third-ring wizard robes that the deacon had given him, walked out of the laboratory, and headed towards the teleportation area.

Several apprentices walked towards him on the main road. When they saw him, they instinctively stepped aside and bowed.

One of them looked up, his gaze falling on Lynn's wizard robes, and froze.

The clothes have three concentric silver snake-shaped patterns, representing a third-ring wizard.

Only after Lynn had walked away did the apprentice ask his companion in a trembling voice.

"Did you all see that? Lord Lin... Lord Lin En has advanced to the third ring!"

A hushed exclamation came from behind: "Wasn't he just promoted to the second ring a few years ago?"

"I remember, he was promoted to the second ring seven years ago... Not long after his promotion, the soul-type mentor Morpheus..."

"Moved from the Second Ring Road to the Third Ring Road in seven years? Have you ever seen anyone do that so fast?"

"I've never seen that before! Didn't I just see one..."

Lynn did not turn around.

When he reached the teleportation area, several formal wizards stood by the roadside, looking at his wizard robes with complicated expressions.

Some people wanted to come up and talk to him, but Lynn kept walking, so they wisely kept quiet.

The apprentice guarding the teleportation array saw him and quickly stood up to greet him.

Lynn took out the magic stone and handed it to him, stating the destination: "To the nearest city in the Storm Mountains."

The apprentice was taken aback: "Storm Mountains? Sir, that city is not within our academy's territory. The teleportation array over there is..."

"I know," Lynn interrupted him.

"Just start it!"

The apprentice dared not ask any more questions and quickly adjusted the teleportation array.

A flash of white light, and Lynn's figure disappeared.

...

At the foot of the Storm Mountains lies a city called Thunderstone.

This city does not belong to any wizarding academy; it is a free trade city jointly managed by several factions.

To the east lies the human kingdom, to the west the dwarven mines, to the north the Storm Mountains, and to the south an endless plain.

There are many people coming and going, and their influence is diverse.

The teleportation array was not located directly in the center of the city, but in a separate courtyard in the western part of the city.

When Lynn stepped out of the white light, he saw a teleportation hall that was much simpler than that of Beiming City.

A few stone pillars support the roof, and the ground is made of ordinary stone slabs, without even all the protective runes engraved on it.

The guard was a young apprentice, dressed in a gray robe, with no academy badge on his chest.

He saw someone emerge from the teleportation array and quickly went to greet them, preparing to ask questions as usual.

But when he saw Lynn's face clearly, he was stunned.

too young.

He looks to be in his early twenties.

Wizards of this age are mostly still struggling in the apprenticeship stage, and very few can be promoted to full wizards.

Although the person in front of him was wearing a wizard's robe, he had never seen the style of the robe before and could not say which academy it belonged to.

The apprentice performed a wizard's salute as required and asked, "Sir, may I ask where you come from and what brings you to Thunderstone City?"

Lynn glanced at him but said nothing more: "The Bone Spire, a formal wizard. Just passing by."

The apprentice's pupils dilated instantly.

The Bone Spire! That's a top-tier dark wizarding academy! That's where the formal wizards...

He quickly bowed again, bending even lower: "M-Your Excellency, please forgive me! I was blind and have neglected you! Please make yourself at home!"

Lynn ignored his fear and walked straight out of the teleportation hall.

The apprentice stood there until Lynn's figure disappeared around the street corner before he dared to straighten up.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking that today's shift hadn't been in vain. He'd have to talk to the other guys on duty later, so they wouldn't offend this guy.

Lynn walked out of the teleportation hall and stood on the street of Thunderstone City.

This place is much more lively than Northsea City. The streets are bustling with people, including humans, dwarves, and half-elves, and occasionally you can even see a few guys hiding in cloaks.

The streets were lined with all sorts of shops, selling weapons, materials, and groceries, with shouts of vendors rising and falling.

As expected of a trading city, it was indeed bustling with activity.

Lynn stood by the roadside and pulled up the map that came with the mission from the communication slab.

The Thunderbird's Nest is near the main peak of the Storm Mountains. From Thunderstone, it takes at least five days by horseback, and by air...

He looked up at the sky; it was afternoon, and if all went well, he would reach the foot of the mountain by evening.

He put away the stone slab, walked to an open space, and raised his hand to beckon.

The bone eagle flew out of the undead space, spread its wings, and swooped down to land in front of him.

This level 5 Cataclysmic Undead has a wingspan of over ten meters. Its grayish-white skeleton gleams with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, and its dark eye sockets burn with eerie blue soul fire.

Although the Bone Eagle is not as strong as the Bone Dragon, it is faster in flight.

While the Bone Dragon is impressive, its massive size makes it unsuitable for summoning within the city.

Even though Lynn found a secluded spot, the giant bone eagle still silenced the surrounding noise instantly.

People on the street stopped in their tracks, all turning their gazes toward this direction.

Some people gaped in astonishment, some instinctively stepped back, and some didn't even notice when they dropped what they were holding.

"Th-what is that?"

"It's a ghost! A ghost this big!"

"Who is that young man? Did he summon him?"

"Shh—this is a powerful wizard!"

Lynn ignored the surrounding chatter and stood on the back of the bone eagle.

The bone eagle let out a low cry, spread its wings, and took off.

A strong wind swept in, and the buildings on the ground shrank rapidly.

The figures looking up quickly turned into small black dots and disappeared into the street below.

The bone eagle carried him northward, and Lynn activated his full [Analysis] ability, rapidly analyzing the remaining traces of truth that he had not yet mastered.

On the ground, the residents of Thunderstone City looked up at the ever-shrinking dark shadow, which lingered for a long time.

"Hey! I've lived for sixty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen a skeleton that can move and even take off!"

"Who says otherwise? That wizard was about the same age as my second son, yet he rode such a huge undead."

Are all wizards this powerful?

No one could answer him.

The bone eagle flew higher and higher, and soon disappeared into the clouds.