Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn withdrew his hand and turned to look at the battlefield.

The army of the undead was cleaning up the battlefield, dragging the corpses together, extracting their souls, and leaving their essence and blood for the divine evil.

The Divine Abomination stood amidst the pile of corpses, its body covered in golden blood, the golden patterns flashing wildly like a light bulb about to burn out.

Its aura is surging, rising from the high-level of the Calamity level to the peak of the Calamity level, and it is still rising.

Lynn looked at it but did not stop it.

Since the undead transformation of corpses also requires the removal of holy light elements from their bodies, this action by the abomination can be considered as reducing his workload.

Let it suck; let it suck as much as it can.

The battle is over.

Lynn instructed the undead to clean up the battlefield, collect the bodies of the paladins and priests into the undead space, and pile up the bodies of the angels separately.

He inspected each of the sealed angels to ensure the seals were secure, then extracted their souls and stored them in the undead space, piling them together with the six-winged angels.

...

After clearing the battlefield, the army continued its advance, and the outline of the second line of defense became clearer on the horizon, but Lynn did not continue to advance.

His task was to sweep through the third defense zone, not to attack the second defense line.

He didn't want to know how many holy beings, high-ranking angels, or beings at the Saint Mark level were behind those gray-black city walls.

I don't want to right now, at least not right now.

The undead army halted in the middle of the third defense zone, like a black tide receding to the shore.

Lynn had Megatron patrol the east side with the Skeleton Earth Dragons, while the Decepticons guarded the west side with the Wraiths, and Balrog and Frostwhale roamed the north and south ends.

The others remained in place, awaiting his orders.

The god sat beside him, his eyes closed, the golden patterns on his body slowly shimmering.

The patterns were brighter than they had been a few days ago, and the golden threads shone exceptionally brightly.

Black mist churned around the edges of the patterns; it was the power of the undead, suppressed by the holy light, squeezed into a corner like a wild beast cornered against a wall.

The two forces were tearing each other apart within the divine abomination, neither able to prevail, but the holy light was slowly gaining the upper hand.

Lynn stood before the abomination, looking down at it, but did not offer any "assistance" to the undead.

He wanted to see what kind of chemical reaction would occur between the two.

Moreover... he was more interested in seeing what an undead creature possessing both holy light and death power could become than a purely undead creature.

The aura of the divine monstrous creature fluctuated, like ocean waves, rising and falling in waves.

At its highest, it approaches the peak of the Cataclysmic level; at its lowest, it drops back to the high-level of the Cataclysmic level.

It hovers on the edge, like a person with one foot on a threshold. If you step over it, you'll enter another world; if you don't, you'll be stuck here.

"Don't rush," Lynn said.

The divine calamity did not react.

It doesn't understand, nor does it need to understand. It's just a vessel, a weapon, a puppet controlled by Lynn.

Its breakthroughs do not require willpower, only energy.

If you have enough energy, you'll naturally get over it.

Lynn took a vial of Holy Light Essence from the ring.

It was extracted from the body of an angel, and it was very pure. The golden liquid glowed in the bottle, like a melted sun.

He opened the bottle and poured his essence blood onto the head of the monstrous god.

Golden liquid flowed down its hair, over its forehead, cheeks, chin, and dripped onto its chest.

Those golden patterns seemed to come alive, frantically absorbing the essence and blood, drawing the liquid into the skin, into the muscles, and into the bones.

The aura of the divine monstrous creature surged suddenly, breaking through the threshold.

Its body began to glow.

The black lines were suppressed and squeezed to the back of the body, like shadows pasted behind the light.

Its wings grew from its back; they weren't the feathered wings of angels, but bone wings.

A golden membrane of light hung on the grayish-white skeleton, like bat wings, but wider and larger.

Its wings spread out, with a wingspan of over five meters, its joints cracking and its light membrane trembling slightly.

Lynn took a step back and looked at the Divine Spoiler.

The god stood up and opened his eyes.

Its eyes have changed; they used to be dark with no pupils, but now they are golden.

The pupils are vertical, like a snake's eyes, but with concentric rings of patterns inside.

It looked down at its hand, where the golden lines on the back of its hand had merged into one, like a thin layer of armor.

It clenched its fist, and the air exploded in its palm with a muffled thud.

[Target: Holy Abomination (Mutant)]

[Rank]: Nightmare Level Beginner (Mutated - Holy Light Dominant)

【Core Components】: Based on eight divine natures, fueled by holy light and blood, and with the power of the undead as its framework.

[Characteristics and Abilities]:

1. The Eightfold Cycle: ...

2. Chaos Core: ...

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8. Holy Light Domination: Holy Light becomes the primary attribute, granting extremely high resistance to Holy Light attacks and additional bonuses against Death and Shadow attacks.

9. Holy Light Absorption: Allows you to absorb essence and blood from the Holy Realm or the corpses of Holy Light creatures to quickly heal injuries and enhance combat power.

10. Holy Light Judgment: Consumes Holy Light energy to deal large-area Holy Light damage to surrounding enemies, with double damage against undead enemies.

[Potential]: High. The Holy Light and the power of the undead have not yet fully merged. Continuing to absorb the essence of Holy Light may further enhance the attributes of Holy Light, or trigger a complete conflict between the two forces.

[Note]: What is this thing? A holy light undead? Light and darkness coexist? Theoretically impossible, but it does exist.

...

Lynn looked at the panel, slightly surprised.

As an undead creature, Holy Light became its primary attribute, and its undead power was suppressed?

Is this thing an undead or a creature of holy light? He can't say for sure right now.

But one thing is clear: divine calamity—no, it should now be called holy calamity.

The Holy Demon is stronger than before, not just a little stronger, but significantly stronger.

Its aura jumped from the peak of the second ring to the middle stage of the third ring, and its speed was as fast as if it were riding a rocket.

Lynn turned to look at the Divine Sprite, which stood there with its wings folded and a golden membrane of light adhering to its skeleton like a golden cloak.

Its face was expressionless, but its eyes shone with a light, like holy light.

It was watching Lynn, waiting for orders.

"Stand aside," Lynn said.

Saint Nie walked to the side and stood still, his wings drooping, like a tamed eagle.

Lynn's confidence was greatly boosted by the successful fusion with the Divine Sprite.

Can this success be replicated?

Lynn retrieved the corpse of a two-winged angel from the undead realm.

It was captured in a previous battle, and it was relatively well-preserved, with its wings intact and its soul sealed away.

He placed the body on the ground, squatted down, and used his mental power to probe inside the body.

The divine energy is still there, flowing in the blood vessels, settling in the muscles, and taking root in the bones.

It's very rich and pure, like freshly solidified resin.

He tried to inject death energy into the corpse.

A grayish-black mist welled up from his palm and seeped into the corpse's skin.

The holy light energy began to rebel, as if enraged, and frantically rushed towards the death energy, forcing it back.

Two energies were tearing at the inside of the corpse, like two snakes fighting.

The corpse began to convulse as if it had risen from the dead, its limbs flailing wildly, its wings flapping, and its armor making a clattering sound.

Lynn didn't stop; he continued to inject death energy.

He intends to use death energy to erode holy light energy, so that the two coexist, and to create undead creatures that resemble divine abominations.

But the corpse couldn't hold on any longer.

Its skin began to crack, from which golden light and grayish-black mist surged. The two lights mingled together, like turbid water.

The feathers on its wings began to fall off, one by one, to the ground and turn to ash.

The armor cracked, and fragments scattered all over the ground.

The body stopped convulsing and lay in the rubble, like a charred corpse.