Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn saw the two six-winged angels flying towards him, seemingly trying to capture the leader first.

He smiled faintly and did not move.

He sat calmly on the back of the bone dragon, his hands resting on his knees, like a statue.

This is the confidence of the strong.

And... I'm not alone!

Myriad phenomena emerged from behind him, swirling with dark purple mist, blocking the path of one of the six-winged angels.

The bone dragon opened its mouth and spewed a mouthful of annihilating bone fire at another six-winged angel, blocking him as well.

The demonic eye rotated its pupils high in the sky, and a beam of spiritual energy shot down, striking precisely the holy light shields of the two six-winged angels.

The shield shuddered, but didn't shatter.

The two six-winged angels were entangled and unable to break free.

The pressure on the Paladin Commander increased even more.

Without the support of six-winged angels in the air, their holy light shields can only be maintained by themselves.

The priests' energy was being rapidly depleted, and some of the weaker priests felt as if their bodies had been completely drained.

Some people started bleeding from their noses, some staggered, and some collapsed to the ground, only to be dragged up by the paladins behind them to continue running.

The two-winged and four-winged angels were also entangled by the dead.

While angels are naturally effective against the undead, there are simply too many undead, and many of them are far more powerful than the undead.

There are dozens of Cataclysmic beings that are on par with the four-winged angels.

Megatron, Decepticons, Balrog, Frostwhale, Bone Eagle, Earth Dragon Rider... one after another they pounced on them, tearing them apart from the ranks.

The divine calamity was at the very front.

It holds a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and the golden patterns on its body are glowing.

It is not afraid of the holy light; on the contrary, it even somewhat enjoys being bathed in it.

The holy light shone on it, like sunlight on the body, leaving only a little warmth and no harm.

Hmm...it allowed his undead body to feel a long-lost warmth.

It charged into the paladin ranks, knocking away one shield, cutting down several with its sword, and then stabbing two more with its backhand.

Its movements became increasingly fluid and rapid, like a sophisticated machine at work.

It learns in battle and grows through learning.

Each swing of the sword was more accurate than the last, and each parry was more stable than the last.

The paladins began to feel fear.

"What is this thing? Holy Light has no effect on it!"

"It's not an undead! It radiates holy light!"

"Chop it off! Chop off its head!"

A dozen paladins surrounded the abomination, thrusting their spears at it from different directions.

The Divine Demon did not dodge. It raised its shield to block the three spears, spun around, and swept its sword across, cutting down the other spears.

Its steps were steady, each movement landing precisely where the paladins had space, preventing them from surrounding it.

Its shield had several scratches, but it wasn't broken.

Its "free will" blade was covered in golden blood, which was absorbed by the blade, making it even brighter.

Lynn looked at the Divine Abomination from the back of the Bone Dragon and nodded.

He didn't help the abomination; his attention was on the two six-winged angels.

His analysis was fully activated, with all one hundred workstations operating simultaneously, analyzing their energy flow, attack patterns, and the operational rules of the Holy Light Shield.

No detail is overlooked.

The leading six-winged angel was entangled by all things.

All Elephants is not a spirit, but rather an avatar of Lynn, so it is not afraid of the Holy Light.

Its body is forged from the remains of the world and fragments of its rules; holy light can only burn its surface and cannot damage its core.

It spread its arms, and dark purple mist surged from its body, like a net, covering the six-winged angel.

The six-winged angel's spear pierced the mist like it was piercing a wad of cotton, and could not be pulled out.

He pulled hard, but the spear didn't budge.

Another six-winged angel was suppressed by the combined forces of the bone dragon and the demon eye.

The bone dragon was restrained by the holy light and fought very frustratingly, but it did not fight head-on, it only engaged in prolonged combat.

It flapped its wings, swept its tail, and clawed, giving the six-winged angel no chance to escape.

The demonic eye shot down a mental ray from high above, targeting the weakest point of the six-winged angel's holy light shield.

The shield was trembling and thinning.

Lynn found their weakness.

The holy light shield of a six-winged angel is not evenly distributed; the shield is thinnest at the base of the wings, the back of the neck, and under the armpits.

Moreover, the shield's energy comes from their Holy Light Core; as long as the connection between the core and the shield is severed, the shield will disappear.

The method of cutting it off is not by brute force, but by using spatial power to create an opening in the energy loop of the shield.

Lynn stood up from the bone dragon's back, raised his hand to condense a spatial blade, and flew towards the six-winged angel who was entangled by the bone dragon.

He flew behind the six-winged angel, and the spatial blade pierced the back of his neck, where the shield was thinnest. The blade went in as easily as piercing a piece of paper.

The shield shattered, and the six-winged angel's body stiffened for a moment.

Lynn gave him no time to react, placing his other hand on his back, and sealing runes surged from his palm, one after another, branding his wing roots, nape of the neck, chest, and dantian.

At the same time, the starlight from the sky shone down and pressed down on the angels.

The six-winged angel's wings finally drooped, the light dimmed, and its body fell from the sky, crashing to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Lynn ignored the six-winged angel on the ground and turned to fly towards another one.

The leader of the six-winged angels saw his companion being sealed away, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Dealing with this group of undead was already difficult enough; now that a top-tier fighter has been lost, it will be hard for them to escape unscathed.

He simply abandoned the spear, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a golden ball of light condensed in his palms.

That was his trump card, Holy Light Judgment, which could instantly purify all the undead around him.

More importantly, under the purification of the holy light, all seals will be destroyed.

Lynn sensed that the ball of light contained a lot of energy; if it exploded, at least half of the surrounding undead would be lost.

He didn't give the six-winged angel a chance to release it; the spatial blade pierced through the angel's back, penetrating his core of holy light.

The six-winged angel froze, and the ball of light in its palm dimmed, like a lamp that had been extinguished.

His wings drooped, his eyes closed, and his body fell freely from the sky.

Lynn directly took it into his palm and branded the sealing runes onto the six-winged angel, one after another, sealing off its wings, holy light core, and dantian.

The six-winged angel opened its eyes, its golden pupils looking at Lynn with no anger, no fear, only a deathly calm.

Lynn ignored him and used magic to extract his soul.

A holy soul flew out of the angel's body, and hymns were faintly sung around them.

Lynn took out a crystal container and sealed it inside.

This thing can't be stored in the Soul Lamp. Otherwise, the other souls inside the Soul Lamp will explode.

They put his body into the undead space and piled it up with the other holy, dried corpses.

The paladin commander's lance fell to the ground, he knelt in the rubble, his helmet was nowhere to be found, and his face was covered in blood.

His warhorse died, its body smashed to pieces by a single punch from the stone golem. Had the paladin commander not been protected by the Holy Light Shield, he would probably have been reduced to a pulp as well.

Even so, he was still in a bad mood. At that time, he felt like an egg that had been hammered into the mud and couldn't be pulled out.

Most of his paladins were also dead, and the rest were surrounded by the undead, back to back with their spears pointing outwards, like a group of trapped hedgehogs.

The priests collapsed to the ground, their badges shattered, their robes torn, still chanting prayers, but the holy light had vanished.

The angels were also either dead or wounded; two-winged angels were crushed by Megatron, and four-winged angels were burned to ashes by Balrog.

The Paladin Commander looked up at Lynn in the sky.

Lynn jumped off the bone dragon's back, walked up to him, and looked down at him.

The Paladin Commander opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lynn raised his hand and placed it on his head, and sealing runes surged out, branding his forehead, chest, and limbs.

He collapsed completely to the ground, like a lump of mud.