Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Three months later.

Lynn hovered in mid-air, his aura becoming even more profound.

In the past three months, he has gone through all the remaining rules of this world, and the last rule chain has also drilled into his body and merged into his chest.

His aura remained unchanged, but his body was different.

This is the rule of the entire world!

Those chains of rules intertwined within him, weaving a net that connected his flesh, bones, and soul.

He is not fighting alone; he is fighting with an entire world in his hands.

Although this world is broken, it is still a world.

He opened his eyes and looked down.

Those bands of light that govern the rules have vanished, leaving only chaos in the void deep within the world.

The rules he removed will not grow back unless the world's will takes thousands of years to re-form.

Those tiny remnants of the rule seeds can recover on their own, but it will take a very long time.

Extraordinary power faded, magic failed, divine arts malfunctioned, and battle aura dissipated.

This world has fallen from a transcendent world to a world without magic, and has completely entered the Dharma-ending Age.

Lynn didn't care at all about the mess she'd made of the world.

Anyway, he's the only wizard here, and no one else knows the situation. He just needs to make the report sound plausible.

Then they'll say that the God of Plague spread plagues to achieve the title of "God King," causing the world to collapse and its rules to crumble.

He fought desperately to defeat the God of Plague, thus conquering the world and preventing its complete destruction.

Since the god of plague is dead, who else should take the blame if not him?

By killing the god of plague, he could be considered to have rid the people of a scourge.

With the world's rules being removed, the world's appeal to Lynn diminished significantly, but he still spent several days harvesting all the remaining life forms.

He took away all the people hiding in the city, the cellars, and the ruins, as well as the animals and monsters that were still barely clinging to life.

The soul is sealed into the phase lamp, and the physical body is thrown into the undead space.

Unfortunately, the world was ravaged by the plague too horribly, and in the end, only millions of souls and corpses were harvested.

Although the quality is not high, the quantity is large, so it is still somewhat valuable.

All things floated behind him, seemingly doing nothing.

The world has entered the Dharma-ending Age, and there is no longer any energy for it to absorb.

Its eyes were closed, and the dark purple mist around it had faded to almost invisible, like a thin veil.

Lynn glanced back at it.

This world is ruined; there's no need to stay here any longer.

As for cultivating the power of faith?

The whole world is ruined, and I don't plan to stay in this world any longer. Besides, this world still needs to be handed over to the academy, so there's no need to bother.

Even if you cultivate the power of faith, it won't be of much use.

Let's go, it's time to go back.

Before leaving, Lynn extracted all the world power he controlled, condensed it into a golden ball of light, and stuffed it into Wanxiang's chest.

The power of the world is still useful in this world, representing the authority of the world, but it is useless outside of this world, and it is better to let all things absorb it.

As Wanxiang absorbed that power of the world, the dark purple mist around him intensified.

Its eyes were closed, and the various energies within its body were slowly merging.

The faith power absorbed from the goblin world, the plague energy absorbed from the plague world, the divinity extracted from the gods, the negative energy and divine power absorbed from Leon...

Everything was held together by the power of the world, like glue binding the fragments into a whole.

Lynn took one last look at the desolate land before turning and flying toward the World Barrier.

All things are nurtured and cultivated within the realm of the dead.

...

M-78 Small World.

Lynn traversed the starry sky, riding his bone dragon directly to the open space outside the teleportation hall.

The apprentice on duty was still sitting next to the control panel, wearing that thick cotton coat and holding a cup of hot tea.

Just like a few months ago, nothing has changed.

The apprentice's eyes lit up when he saw Lynn, and he put down his teacup to greet him.

"My lord! You're back!"

His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and his face was beaming with a smile, as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

Lynn nodded, somewhat unaccustomed to his enthusiasm.

The apprentice rubbed his hands together, turned around in place, and as if remembering something, pulled a cloth bag out from under the control panel.

The bag wasn't big, but it was bulging, and I didn't know what was inside.

He held the bag out to Lynn with both hands, his face showing anticipation.

"My lord, this is a special product of M-78 that I prepared especially for you during this period. Please try it. It has a flavor from another world that you can't find anywhere else."

"Don't worry, I've kept it in my spatial storage; it hasn't deteriorated."

Lynn glanced at him, then at the cloth bag, but didn't refuse his kindness.

The little guy worked so hard to get this, he should at least give some kind of response.

Moreover, he hadn't eaten anything for the past few months in the plague world, and his mouth was so bland.

"What is it?"

"Sand Crystal Fruit!" The apprentice opened the bag and took out several fist-sized fruits.

The fruit is pale yellow with a layer of fine, sandy particles on the surface, which gleams faintly under the light.

He held the fruit as if it were a precious treasure.

"The main race in this world is the Sand Crystal Clan, and this thing is their sacred object."

"This thing is produced in very small quantities. It grows deep in the sand and is very difficult to dig up."

"I specially asked someone to bring it back from the territory of the Sand Crystal Clan, and I've been keeping it for you."

Lynn looked at the apprentice's face, which was red from the cold, and at the eager light in his eyes.

This kid has been guarding this remote place for so long, he probably doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

When I meet someone from the college, it's like meeting family; I want to bring out all the best things in the world.

Hmm... It's the child's good intention, so please have a bite.

Lynn took the fruit and took a bite.

The flesh is crisp and not very juicy, but it has a unique sweetness, like a mixture of honey and mint.

After swallowing, it felt cool and comfortable in my throat.

"Not bad," Lynn said. "Very delicious."

The apprentice's eyes shone like light bulbs.

"Really? I'm so glad you like it! I was worried you wouldn't like it. The Sand Crystal Clan said this fruit has a calming effect and is good for cultivation. I don't know if it works, but I just wanted you to try it..."

He kept talking and talking, and once he started, he couldn't stop.

"This world is actually quite interesting. The Sand Crystal Clan looks different from us. Their skin is light gold, their eyes are vertical, and their voices sound like flowing sand."

"They don't eat meat or drink alcohol; they only drink a fermented beverage made from sea buckthorn berries. It's sweet and sour, and drinking too much of it can make you drunk."

"Their houses were built with sand, not ordinary sand, but the kind that had been baked by the sun for a long time, making the walls as hard as stone."

"Their city is built deep in the desert; from the outside it looks like a giant sand dune, but once you go inside, you find it has everything..."