Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The golden light dissipated, and a man in a golden robe emerged from it.

A golden domain floated behind him, within which holy light flowed, purification runes swirled, and golden flames burned.

The three rules intertwined, clashing with the gray-black sky of the Eternal Night Graveyard.

The man in the golden robe was named Wayne, and it was clear from his rules that he was not a wizard trained by the Bone Spire.

Wayne used to train at the Holy Flame Judgment Academy, and with his talent, he cultivated all the way to the Saint Mark!

Unfortunately, he was embroiled in factional infighting within the academy and, in a fit of rage, defected to the Tower of Bones.

When they betrayed the academy, they took away a large amount of intelligence and witchcraft knowledge, and were warmly welcomed by the Bone Spire.

The Holy Flame Judgment Academy hated him to the bone and tried to force the Bone Spire to hand over the person, but the Bone Spire was also stubborn.

You think I'll just hand it over because you say so? Don't I have any dignity?

The two sides eventually parted on bad terms, and the Holy Flame Judgment's subsequent actions against the Bone Spire became increasingly daring.

Back then, the Bone Spire Academy was accused of "illegally recruiting apprentices," and it was the Holy Flame Judgment Academy that instigated the war, demanding an explanation from the Bone Spire.

Lynn was also caught up in the war and was attacked by Morpheus and Malpha's apprentices on his way back to the academy, nearly losing his life on the spot.

Later, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He replaced his original heart with the heart of the Starry Sky Beast and perfectly withstood the "Death Bloom" project, which gave him a powerful physical body and "limitless" mental strength.

Life is full of drama; you never know whether it will be a comedy or a tragedy until the very last moment.

Wayne was no simple man either; when he first arrived at the Bone Spire, he found it difficult to adapt to the environment of the Evernight Graveyard.

After all, they are mutually exclusive attributes.

Holy light is difficult to gather here; instead, it is eroded by the power of death, and its strength almost drops.

But he did not leave; instead, he stayed, using the power of death here to hone his holy light and refine it to a purer state.

Wayne forged a new path in this process. Although the path was difficult, it was still a path. His strength not only did not decline, but he also moved from the fourth ring to the fifth ring.

The academy also trusted him greatly, entrusting him with the important task of guarding the ossuary, and he has done so flawlessly over the years.

Wayne has now reached the peak of the fifth ring, and his strength is formidable. No wizard of the same level in the Bone Spire can match him.

The Stigmata Domain expanded, and golden light poured down from the sky, fiercely suppressing Lynn's Stigmata projection.

The projection began to shrink rapidly, from tens of miles to a dozen miles, and from a dozen miles to a few miles.

Cracks appeared in the gray-white barrier of Vientiane.

Marfa's silvery-white light pierced through the crack and aimed at Lynn's head, but another grayish-white barrier appeared and blocked the attack.

Meanwhile, the last Wind and Thunder type fourth-ring Saint Mark to arrive was also busy.

His Sacred Mark Domain transformed into a blue serpent of wind and thunder, tightly coiling around Lynn's neck.

The snake's head opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of lightning.

Five sacred marks, five kinds of power, fell on Lynn at the same time, making it hard for him to breathe.

Lynn's Stigmata Domain was compressed to only a few hundred meters and was still shrinking.

Wanxiang tried its best to maintain the domain, spreading out a grayish-white mist in an attempt to push the domain back, but the golden light and the blue snake pressed down simultaneously, forcing the grayish-white mist back.

At the same time, the silver-white stream of light that Marfa shot out broke through the barrier again and stabbed fiercely at Lynn.

Lynn was controlled by the five Stigmata, and his own Stigmata Domain was also suppressed, making it difficult for him to defend himself.

At this moment, Wanxiang's body swayed and instantly appeared behind Lynn, taking the initiative to meet the white light.

A beam of light shone into Wanxiang's head, and Marfa's face lit up with joy.

Regardless of which one is Lynn's true form, once one is crippled, the other will be much easier to deal with.

But the result disappointed her; Wanxiang's body had no soul at all!

When creating the clone, Lynn wouldn't even give it a single soul fragment, so why would he be afraid of this soul piercing?

He was completely immune to soul piercing, and Wanxiang simply shook his head and recovered.

Lynn finally had a free hand, and all the rule chains within his body were activated, with three thousand rules glowing simultaneously.

His body began to swell, not in the sense of growing larger, but because a blinding white light emanated from beneath his skin.

He's determined to fight back in this field!

At the very least... we must have the ability to fight back.

However, the combined power of the five Sacred Marks is too great.

Golden flames burned away his gray mist, a blue snake tightened around his neck, terrifying tentacles burrowed into his skin, shadowy chains wrapped around his legs, and silver needles pierced his shoulders...

Even someone as strong as Lynn was finally injured.

A drop of blood flowed from the wound; the golden-red blood mixed with starlight was clearly unusual.

The five Holy Marks didn't care, after all, they were newly created Holy Marks, and it was normal for their bodies not to be fully standardized.

Once you show signs of fatigue, the rest will be easy.

The golden flames suddenly surged and crashed fiercely towards Lynn.

The myriad phenomena once again blocked Lynn's path, with a continuous stream of grayish-white mist surging from its body, forcefully pushing the golden flames back a bit.

This is the power of the world at work.

But the golden flames quickly pressed down again, burning through the mist and landing on Wanxiang.

Several holes were burned into Wanxiang's body, and golden holy light shone through the holes.

Fortunately, Wanxiang is not an undead, otherwise this single attack would have destroyed it completely, beyond saving.

Just as the group was locked in fierce combat, another figure emerged from the top of the Bone Spire.

A long black robe, silver-white hair, light gray eyes...

It was none other than the academy's deputy tower master, the Soul Reaper—Cersei.

She walked on air from the top of the tower, each step leaving ripples spreading beneath her feet.

Cersei first waved her hand to stop the group's attack, then walked to Lynn's side, stood in front of him, and looked him over with a puzzled expression.

The golden flames of the man in the golden robe stopped.

The green snake of the fourth ring of the Wind and Thunder system retreated.

The withered old man's tentacles retracted.

The woman's chains have been broken.

Marfa's silver needle hung in mid-air, neither advancing nor retracting.

Lynn was panting heavily, his wounds were healing, and he looked at Cersei with the eyes of someone seeing their own mother.

"Master's wife, you've finally arrived! I just returned to the academy to report after advancing to the Saintly Mark, why was I attacked?"

Cersei stared at him blankly with her greyish-white eyes. Her expression remained unchanged, but her eyes twitched slightly.

Why were you attacked? Are you really that clueless, little monster, or are you just pretending?

Even she didn't expect that the slightly clever brat could advance to the Saint Mark so quickly.

Could it be that he was truly possessed by the indigenous people?