Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After analyzing the pros and cons of all the clone spells, Lynn opened his eyes and activated all one hundred workstations.

He first retrieved all the information on doppelganger magic and broke it down into the most basic runes, energy circuits, and structural framework.

For things that involve cutting off the soul, dismantle them.

For external carriers, dismantle.

For elements that condense, dismantle.

Bloodline splitting, dismantling...

List out the advantages and disadvantages of each spell one by one.

Soul-splitting type: Advantages—precise control, good growth potential. Disadvantages—requires soul splitting.

External carrier type: Advantages—safe, does not damage the host. Disadvantages—clumsy, no potential for growth.

Elemental condensation type: Advantages – fast, use and discard. Disadvantages – short-lived, cannot last.

Bloodline-splitting type: Advantages—They have a bloodline connection, allowing for long-range control. Disadvantages—They are slow to develop and expensive to raise.

With one hundred workstations operating simultaneously, it was as if one hundred top scholars were working at the same time in Lynn's mind.

Some people disassembled the runes, some drew blueprints, some simulated the energy loops, and some tested the stability.

He began experimenting with combinations.

We retain the framework of external carriers, add bloodline connections from bloodline splitting, graft the energy conversion loop from element condensation, and improve the control runes from soul cutting, removing the soul cutting part while retaining the control logic.

The first model was built in the sea of ​​consciousness, ran for three seconds, and then crashed.

The energy circuits are conflicting, and the carrier cannot withstand it.

Tear it down and start over.

The second model crashed after running for ten seconds.

Rune nesting error; three layers of runes are interfering with each other.

Tear it down and start over.

The third model, after running for one minute, began to leak energy from the carrier.

Insufficient sealing.

Tear it down and start over.

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

Lynn couldn't remember how many models he built, how many times he dismantled them, or how many times he started over.

One hundred workstations operate simultaneously, resulting in extremely high efficiency.

The seventeenth model.

Lynn stared at the slowly rotating structure in his mind for a long time.

The framework uses a modified version of the external carrier, reinforced with three layers of runes. The core uses the idea of ​​bloodline splitting, with his own blood as the base.

The energy loop is grafted onto the element condensation-type transformation model, but it is changed to be bidirectional—it can both enter and exit.

The control runes use a logic similar to cutting souls, but the cutting part is removed and replaced with a mental imprint.

It ran for one minute and is stable.

Ten minutes later, things stabilized.

When it is an hourglass, it is stable.

Energy flows slowly within the carrier, without conflict, leakage, or collapse.

Lynn opened his eyes and let out a long breath. It was done.

He re-examined the model.

The carrier is a body proliferated from his own flesh and blood, along with some materials, serving as its base.

There's no need to sever the soul; you can even add the three thousand rules you've initially analyzed as "seeds."

The method of control is through mental imprinting, without harming the soul.

Growth potential: the carrier is alive, the rules interact with each other, and it will gradually evolve.

Storage capacity: the entire body is a top-notch container, and its storage capacity is not to be underestimated.

Combat power; when needed, the stored power of faith can be converted into energy output.

Lynn ran the model through his mind again to make sure there were no flaws, then stood up and went out to buy materials.

Ghost Market remains the same as always: dim lighting, crowded stalls, and all sorts of wizards and apprentices moving through the narrow streets.

Lynn didn't wander around or waste time at the various stalls; he went straight to the largest shop in the Ghost Market.

It was a three-story stone building with exterior walls made of solid obsidian, and the words "Ferlandil Bio-modification Workshop" were engraved on the lintel.

This is the property of the deputy tower master, Ferrandil.

The Stigmata Wizard, who was in charge of the Department of Transformation, resource allocation, and new student recruitment, was obsessed with the transformation and reshaping of life. Most of the academy's biological transformation technologies originated from his faction.

This shop is one of the largest material suppliers in the entire Ghost Market, and it's also the place where Lynn is most likely to buy all the materials at once.

Lynn pushed open the door and went in.

The first floor is a large, bright hall, with shelves against the wall filled with all kinds of bottles and jars.

Some contained strangely colored liquids, some were filled with bizarrely shaped organs, and some were sealed with still-wriggling chunks of flesh.

Several apprentices were arranging goods behind the counter. When they heard the door open, they looked up briefly, then continued working.

Behind the counter stood a middle-aged goblin wearing a gray robe.

Hmm? A goblin?

Lynn took another look and realized it really was a goblin.

He was a head taller than a normal goblin, with a thin build, grayish-white skin, no wrinkles on his face, but a ring of fine suture marks around his eyes.

Modified goblins.

Ferrandil's faction is indeed full of modified creatures.

Upon seeing Lynn's wizard robes, the goblin quickly emerged from behind the counter, bowing respectfully: "Greetings, sir. What do you require?"

"Buy the materials," Lynn said.

The goblin shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he stepped aside to lead the way: "Sir, please go upstairs, this way."

He led Lynn up the stairs, pushed open a door, and inside was a small but tastefully furnished room.

Several oil paintings depicting the process of biological modification hung on the wall, and a long table and several chairs were placed by the window, with a tea set on the table.

"Please have a seat, sir." The shopkeeper personally poured tea and then took out a plate of snacks from a cabinet. His movements were swift and efficient, showing that he was used to doing this kind of thing.

"What materials does Your Excellency require? Please feel free to ask. My shop has the most complete selection in the Ghost Market. As it is owned by Lord Ferrandil, you can rest assured of the quality."

That's true; after all, Ferrandil controls the academy's resources and has many channels for mobilization.

If even he can't manage it, then other shops can forget about it.

Lynn sat down in the chair without touching his teacup and said directly, "The essence of the flesh and blood of a high-level magical beast, preferably level 6, fresh, and not stored for more than six months."

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered, took out a small notebook from his sleeve, and began to take notes.

"Active metals, the kind that can repair themselves, three ounces."

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, glanced up at Lynn, and then continued writing.

"A high-quality soul crystal, a complete piece, about the size of a fist, not broken."

The shopkeeper stopped writing. "Sir, soul crystals... we have some, but not many are complete. They're about the size of a fist; we'll have to look for them in the storeroom."

Lynn continued, "Stardust, two ounces. Earth Vein Essence, one bottle. And Titan Alloy Powder, half a pound."

After the shopkeeper finished writing, he closed the notebook, his face beaming with smiles. "Please wait a moment, sir, let me calculate."

He closed his eyes, his fingers fidgeting inside his sleeve. After a dozen or so breaths, he opened his eyes:

"My lord, all these materials add up to a total of 96,000 magic stones."