Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After advancing to the Saint Mark, Lynn did not rush to leave the goblin world.

Now that they have their own Stigmata Domain, they naturally need to "remodel" it properly.

Generally, the Stigmata domains of Stigmata Wizards will have an attribute bias, with one attribute being the primary one.

Marcus's "Death Domain" and the Holy Son's "Holy Light Domain" are both relatively pure attribute domains that greatly enhance "death" and "holy light".

His own "All Things" domain has no particular bias; it provides bonuses to all elements and attributes, and can also suppress them.

Moreover, once the three thousand rules are filled in, the small world will "feed back" and significantly improve itself.

It's time to properly develop our own little world.

The goblin world has now become a small world within him, and he is in his own "Holy Mark Domain".

It's like a Russian nesting doll.

From the outside, it appears as if a 100-kilometer-long projection of the world has suddenly appeared in the universe. If one passes through the projection, one can reach the goblin world.

It also serves as a communication channel between the goblin world and the main world.

Lynn sat cross-legged on the stone platform outside the cave, probing his mental energy into the palm-sized sphere in his hand.

The goblin world shrank in his palm, grayish-white with flowing golden patterns on its surface.

He could sense the breath of every inch of land, every ocean, every river, and every goblin within the world.

He tried to control everything.

The universe has merged with the goblin world and become the will of the world.

It has no feelings, no thoughts, but it obeys Lynn. If it encounters an enemy, it can reassemble its avatar and control the world to fight the enemy.

Moreover, in the goblin world, "All Things" receives even greater world blessings than Lynn, making it even smoother to mobilize the power of the world and the power of its rules.

Even if it's just a low-level Saint Mark, it can still hold its own against mid-level or even high-level enemies.

The moment Lynn's spiritual power touched all things, the whole world trembled.

The grayish-white phantom in the sky reappeared, more solid and clearer than before.

It opened its eyes, and its grayish-white pupils contained no eyeballs, only two slowly swirling wisps of mist.

It looks at the world, and the world looks at it.

Unfortunately, due to industrial development, the world is severely polluted and lacks resources, leaving it with no "extraordinary" power.

With a thought, Lynn stood on the stone platform outside the cave, his spiritual power probing into the goblin world in his palm.

The air is polluted, the rivers are murky, and the land is barren. Pollution from industrial development has made the whole world gray and lifeless.

The goblins really will stop at nothing to develop, and have absolutely no idea about "sustainable development".

With a thought, Lynn began to mobilize the power of the world.

Grayish-white fog surged from the depths of the earth, rising into the air like a giant filter, absorbing all the dust, toxic fumes, and heavy metal particles in the air.

The fog turned black, condensed into clumps, fell back to the ground, and sank deep underground.

It evokes a sense of Pangu creating the world.

"The pure qi rises, and the turbid qi descends."

The air began to clear, changing from grayish-yellow to pale blue, and from pale blue to clear.

For the first time, the sun shone brightly on the earth without any obstruction, warm and gentle, unlike the harsh sunlight of the past.

The vegetation grew wildly.

Green shoots sprouted on the barren hillside, and in a few breaths they grew into grass clumps half a person tall.

Waves of wheat rippled across the barren fields, the ears of wheat plump and heavy, bending the stalks.

The dried-up riverbed was covered with vines that drooped into the water and swayed gently with the current.

The forest stretches from the foot of the mountain to the summit, its canopy forming a continuous expanse, like a green hat placed on the mountaintop.

Wild animals emerged from the cave.

Herds of deer ran on the hillside, rabbits leaped in the grass, and wild boars rooted in the woods.

They didn't know what had happened, but they knew that the environment had changed and become better, and that they now had a habitable home.

A flock of birds flew in from afar, landed on the branches, and chirped and chattered.

The entire ocean has become clear; the murky water has become transparent, and you can see the sand and coral on the seabed.

Dead corals come back to life, extending their tentacles to prey on plankton.

The fish surged up from the deep sea, their silver scales shimmering in the sunlight, creating a spectacular sight.

The dolphin leaped out of the water, drew an arc in the air, and then fell back into the water.

...

Imperial City.

Augustus was in the church sorting through reports sent from various places.

Sunlight streamed in through the stained-glass windows, falling brightly on his desk.

He looked up at the window and froze.

The sky was blue, an unnaturally blue.

The smog over the imperial city has dissipated, and the distant mountains can be seen; they are green now, whereas they used to be gray.

The whole world "brightened," as if the clarity had been "enhanced" by a great deity.

Augustus put down his pen, walked to the window, and opened it.

The air rushed in, clean, carrying the scent of grass and earth.

He took a deep breath, and tears fell from his eyes.

This is a gift from the great and supreme God!

The supreme God not only saved the world but also purified it; He is truly supreme and selfless.

The streets of the imperial city were already packed with people.

An old woman knelt on the ground, her hands clasped together, looking up at the sky, and chanting the name of the supreme god.

She had lived for over seventy years and this was the first time she had ever seen such a blue sky; it looked almost unreal.

A young man stood by the roadside, head tilted back, mouth agape, unable to speak.

He grew up in this city, and the sky in his memory was always grayish-yellow; he had only ever seen descriptions of blue skies in textbooks.

Another middle-aged man squatted by the river, cupped his hands in the river water, and watched the water flow through his fingers.

The water is clear and tasteless.

The water he used to drink was bitter, astringent, and had a rusty taste.

"The Most High God! The Most High God has appeared!"

Someone is shouting.

More people knelt down, some kowtowed, some prayed, and some loudly chanted the name of the supreme god N'Zoth.

The square, the streets, the bridges, and the riverbanks were filled with a dense, kneeling mass of people.

Augustus stood by the window, watching all this, his lips moving as he murmured something.

"O High God N'Zoth, whose greatness is unmatched, may your divine kingdom descend upon this world and forever protect the lambs."

Then he knelt down.

A surge began to rise from deep underground.

The mineral veins that had been completely mined by the goblins were replenished.

Magic crystal ore, iron ore, copper ore, gold ore—the veins of minerals are being re-formed under the will of all things.

It consumes the power of the world. Over the years, the faith power accumulated by the goblins has been partially absorbed by the myriad phenomena and partially transformed into the power of the world.

Lynn used these powers to create mineral veins and replenish resources.

He knew the goblin world's resources were depleted, but that was a natural depletion. He possessed the power of the world; he could defy fate!