Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Inside the M-78 Small World Teleportation Hall, Lynn munched on some fruit while listening to his apprentice's chatter, and his mood finally relaxed after a long time.

He neither interrupted nor urged him.

The apprentice talked for a while, then became embarrassed.

"Sir, am I talking too much?" He scratched his head. "It's just that I haven't talked to anyone in a long time, and I feel restless."

Lynn tossed the pit into the bag and clapped his hands.

"fine."

He took fifty magic stones from his ring and placed them on the control panel.

"Teleportation array, back to the academy."

The apprentice paused for a moment, then quickly got back to his job.

He grabbed the magic stone, turned around and ran to the control panel to start adjusting the teleportation array.

Lynn stood beside the teleportation array, watching the apprentices' busy figures.

Although this kid talks a lot, he's quite efficient.

He had taken good care of the runes on the teleportation array, and the magic stones in the energy core were newly replaced and neatly arranged in a row.

"What's your name?" Lynn asked.

The apprentice paused for a moment, then turned around, a look of flattery flashing across his face.

"My name is Pete, sir."

Lynn nodded.

"How long have you been guarding this spot?"

"It's been three years," Pete's voice lowered. "Almost four."

Lynn did not speak.

Four years in this godforsaken place, with no one to talk to, is certainly not easy for a young person.

Pete turned back to continue adjusting the teleportation array, his hands moving even faster.

"My lord, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon. The energy core of the teleportation array was just replaced a few days ago, and it is in good condition. There will be no problems."

While waiting, Lynn observed his technique and noticed some problems.

His method of injecting spiritual energy was incorrect, and the order of energy circulation was also off.

Although it's not a major problem, operating like this for a long time will shorten the lifespan of the teleportation array.

"You reversed the order when you adjusted the energy circuit," Lynn said.

Pete paused, turned his head, and looked blankly at him. "What?"

He's been doing it this way all these years, and nobody's ever said there's anything wrong with it.

Lynn walked to the control panel and pointed to several runes.

"First, adjust the main loop, then the auxiliary loop, and finally the safety loop. Your current order is main loop, safety loop, and auxiliary loop."

"Activating the safety loop first will lock down some of the auxiliary loop's functions, resulting in a shorter teleportation distance and increased energy consumption."

Pete stared blankly at the runes, then looked at Lynn.

The words of the Third Ring Archmage should be reliable, right? Maybe... we should give it a try?

He rearranged the array according to Lynn's instructions, and the light from the teleportation array was indeed brighter than before.

"Sir, you are truly amazing!"

Pete's voice was filled with admiration, "I've done it so many times before, and no one noticed the problem."

Lynn did not respond.

Pete hesitated for a moment, then suddenly knelt down.

"My lord, please accept me as your apprentice!"

Lynn looked down at him.

"Since you've managed to cultivate to the third-level apprentice level, you must have a mentor, right?"

Pete's face darkened slightly.

"Yes, but my advisor died in an accident."

He kept his head down and spoke very softly.

"I was killed by a demon five years ago while on a mission in the Bone-Eatering Starfield."

"The academy assigned me to guard this teleportation array, saying it was a temporary arrangement and I would be transferred back when a suitable position became available, but it's been three or four years and there's still no news."

Lynn paused for a moment.

This kid is really pitiful. He finally managed to cultivate to the third ring, but then his mentor died, and he was exiled to the frontier. He doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

But he's not a philanthropist. What kind of person would he be to take on an apprentice who guards a teleportation array as his disciple?

"Get up," Lynn said.

Pete looked up at him.

"I don't take on apprentices, but you should practice your teleportation array operation more when you get back."

Lynn pointed to the runes, "Memorize the order, you'll need it later."

Pete stood up, somewhat regretful but saying nothing more.

The two were not familiar with each other, so it was understandable that he wouldn't accept the money.

He turned and walked to the control panel. After charging was complete, he activated the teleportation array.

The array patterns lit up, and the white light engulfed Lynn's figure.

...

The Spire of Bones, the Ministry of War Affairs.

The hall was bustling with people; wizards chatted and laughed, but no apprentices were to be seen...

Lynn walked to an empty counter and placed the task summary and record crystal that she had prepared in advance on the table.

The butler at the counter was the same middle-aged man who had handed over the Earth Elf World quest to Lynn last time; he was at the peak of the second ring.

He picked up the mission summary and read it through, then picked up the recording crystal and probed into it with his mental power.

After a dozen or so breaths, he raised his head, looked at Lynn, and his expression was somewhat subtle.

"Lord Lynn, are you sure this mission is complete?"

Lynn nodded. "The god of plague is dead, the world has been conquered, and the details are recorded in the crystal."

The butler examined the crystal again, his brow furrowing.

"You, all by yourself, conquered a world with several gods overseeing it in just over four months?"

His tone was skeptical.

It's important to understand that the resistance forces in a world are not insignificant, especially in a world with "gods" and believers.

High-end combat power includes various gods, while mid-to-low-end combat power includes various professionals, extraordinary individuals, and even magical beasts.

Wizards below the Saint Mark level generally do not have a Saint Mark domain and can only carry a limited number of undead. To conquer the world, they generally need the cooperation of multiple wizards.

It is indeed a bit exaggerated that Lynn conquered the entire world by himself in just over four months.

He would probably be even more surprised if he knew that Lynn conquered the world in less than a month and spent the rest of his time "stealing chickens".

Lynn explained.

Of course, the content was all made up by myself.

"In that world, the god of plague revived prematurely, and by using the plague to engulf the world, he amassed believers and faith, persecuted heretics, and stripped other gods of their foundations."

"Finally, they also launched a sneak attack on the seven great gods, destroyed their divine kingdoms, killed them, and seized their divine status. After a great battle, the God of Plague was also seriously injured."

"The God of Plague attempted to extract the world's rules to become a 'God King,' but by the time I arrived, the world had already been almost completely ravaged by the plague."

"I was just cleaning up the mess in the past. After killing the Plague God, I didn't encounter much resistance."

The deacon's expression softened somewhat, but he still hesitated.

"Please wait a moment. I need to send another steward to investigate on-site. Only after confirming that everything is correct can I settle your reward."

"how long?"

"About three days."

Lynn nodded and turned to leave.

Three days is nothing; it's all my own achievement, so I can't escape the credit.