Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Inside the laboratory, after seeing Aldrick off, Lynn didn't rest. He immediately took out the remains of the Voidbat Demon and prepared to repair them.

The remains were enveloped in a layer of grayish-white light, the edges were no longer intact, and most of the wing membranes were missing.

The fractures of the bones were jagged, as if they had been repeatedly cut from different directions by something.

Lynn crouched down, turned the mutilated body over, and examined its internal structure.

The parts that were refined by the alchemy array have completely disappeared, leaving only the most solid parts of the original body.

Fortunately, the alchemical array's energy was depleted, which saved his mangled body; otherwise, he would have been facing a "demon essence."

Lynn looked at it for a while, confirmed the repair method, stood up, and began to take out the other half of the materials that Old Keli had purchased from the ring.

Several bottles of Death Essence, a Death Crystal, a small bag of Styx Crystal powder, a piece of gray sedimentary rock, a well-preserved high-level magical beast skeleton, and several bottles of magical beast blood essence.

He arranged the materials on the ground in order, first picking up a bottle of death essence and monster blood, and pouring the liquid evenly onto the surface of the remains.

When the liquid came into contact with the broken bones, it seeped in, seeped into the gaps in the shattered wing membranes, and slowly spread along the direction of the bones.

The color of the remains began to darken, changing from grayish-white to a darker gray.

He then picked up the Styx crystal powder and covered the area where the essence of death had been poured over it with a layer.

The powder begins to dissolve upon contact with the liquid, mixing with the essence of death to form a dark gray film covering the surface of the remains.

The membrane gradually solidified along the contours of the bone, filling in the gaps and cracks.

Finally, the death crystal was integrated into the center of the forehead, and the body was considered repaired.

The purpose of this restoration is twofold: first, to completely repair the remains; and second, to fully transform these remains into undead, making them even better undead.

There was no other way; without doing this, the Voidbat could not be resurrected.

Lynn then retrieved the soul of the Voidbat from the Soul Forge.

After a period of dedicated nurturing and recovery of the soul, the soul has been reborn.

The soul is more complete than before; its edges are no longer blurred, and the fine points of light inside have regained their regular distribution.

Lynn brought his soul close to the mangled body, but did not immediately merge with it.

He first let the soul linger above the remains for a moment to confirm that their energy frequencies were synchronized before letting the soul slowly sink.

It enters from the front of the remains, spreading to both sides along the gaps in the sternum, gradually seeping into the already repaired bone and membrane structures.

As the soul permeated the material, it bonded with it, fitting into every broken part of the remains, repairing the last gap and completing the final connection.

The Voidbat's body was reshaped, with fewer thick lines than before, but the overall structure was now complete.

It opened its eyes in confusion. The loss of its soul and body had caused it to lose some of its memories, and its spirituality had also been greatly reduced.

When it stood up, its movements were slower than before. It habitually shook its wings, and the process of unfolding its wing membranes was delayed by half a breath compared to before the battle.

It seems it hasn't adapted to its undead form yet.

Then it lowered its head, nodded in Lynn's direction, turned and flew towards the central crater of Death Island, landing alongside the bone dragon on the crater's edge, and did not fly far away.

This time, both the dragon and the demon are undead, so they can keep each other company.

Lynn withdrew her gaze, turned, and walked out of the church.

The resurrection of the Voidbat gave his undead army another fighting force, but it was still far from enough for him.

If we turn around, we'll be sweeping through the entire underworld, so we must increase our combat power as much as possible.

With both himself and Wanxiang having advanced, further advancement wouldn't be so easy, so Lynn planned to promote a wave of his underlings.

Advancing undead to the level of Holy Mark has always been very difficult because undead have a relatively low potential ceiling. Most undead will hit a bottleneck after reaching the Cataclysmic level and find it difficult to break through further.

Even for high-ranking undead such as bone dragons, death knights, and liches, it is extremely difficult to advance to the Saint Mark rank.

After all, the most important thing about the Stigmata is comprehending the rules, which is hundreds or thousands of times more difficult for a blockheaded undead than fighting.

However, Lynn had a quick way to improve himself: he turned his attention to faith in God.

Previously, I had upgraded a half-undead, half-demon berserker to the Saint Mark rank, making it the "God of War" of this world, and the effect was not bad.

However, it has always been in the world of Stigmata and has not had many opportunities to make a move.

This time, Lynn plans to upgrade the three dragon brothers (Golden Dragon, Red Dragon, and Emerald Dragon) to the Saint Mark rank.

After all, compared to undead bodies, the three ancient dragons have greater potential and can go further.

They are creatures with extremely long lifespans, possessing solid physical foundations and mental reserves, giving them a greater chance of crossing that threshold than the undead.

Lynn stopped beside a dead tree on the side of the church and then released his mental energy to spread outwards.

Sensing his call, the Chaos Dragon rose from the rocks on the north side of the island, flew over the church, and landed on the open ground in front of Lynn.

The large pupils fell on him, then the noble head was lowered.

Three ancient dragons then arrived.

The first to arrive was the impatient red dragon. Knowing that its boss had summoned it, it was very curious about what was going on and flapped its wings to rush over.

Its wings flapped, creating a blast of hot air. After landing, it folded its wings and stood still, its breath still warm, and a low, short roar came from its throat.

The jade dragon followed behind, landing even more lightly, its scales gleaming with a dark green luster in the grayish-white light.

Jinlong was the last to arrive. After landing, he stood still and waited quietly for Lynn to speak.

Lynn didn't beat around the bush:

"I will elevate the three of you to the Saint Mark level, also known as the 'Dragon God Rank.' In this world, you can become Dragon Gods."

The red dragon's pupils brightened noticeably, and it immediately became excited.

Its tail tip swept across the ground, leaving a shallow mark: "Directly upgraded to the Dragon God rank?"

Lynn nodded: "Yes."

Red Dragon became even more excited, its two big eyes fixed on Lynn, its tail wagging rapidly, making it look like a big red dog.

The way he was acting was practically saying, "Give it to me, give it to me now!"

The Emerald Dragon stood beside the Red Dragon, its gaze fixed on Lynn, seemingly tempted.

However, the composed Jinlong did not agree immediately.

Its gaze was fixed on the slowly rotating, regular chains in the sky, watching their path extend deep into the clouds:

"What price is required?"

Clearly, he knew there was no such thing as a free lunch; elevating three ancient dragons to dragon gods at once would inevitably come at a price.