Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

They opened the passage to the world of the Stigmata and saw off Walker, who was extremely grateful.

Although he didn't advance to the Saint Mark level, the year he spent in the Saint Mark world allowed Walker to take a big step forward in comprehending the rules.

At least we avoided taking decades of detours.

These decades have been enough for him to take a solid step on the path to becoming a Saintly Mark.

This made him even more grateful for his initial choice.

And what about Lynn?

They saved 500,000 magic stones and a chance to make a move, all they had to do was give a few words of guidance and a six-month residency right in a small area of ​​the Holy Mark World.

This is an absolute steal!

Well... both sides feel like they've gotten a great deal.

Lynn withdrew his mental energy, turned around, walked through the cathedral corridor, and went to the laboratory where Gregor was. He then pushed the door open and went inside.

Gregor was sitting at a table by the window, with a half-rolled notebook in front of him and a pen in his hand.

Lynn peered into the notebook and saw the pattern of the giant web of rules on every page.

However, each page is slightly different.

The vast web of rules is not fixed; it is constantly changing, maintaining this world.

Gregor wanted to document this change and try to weave his own "simple web of rules".

The difficulty of "All Things" is too high. If one keeps aiming for Lynn's All Things Saint Mark, it is likely that one will never be able to advance in this lifetime.

Gregor decided to settle for second best.

If you can't come up with "all things", then come up with "a thousand things", or if all else fails, come up with "a hundred things".

Since others have already proven that my path of "all things" is indeed viable, there's no need for me to walk it again.

It's not that my "way" is wrong, it's that I'm not a good person.

It may sound a bit outrageous, but for Gregor, you can insult me ​​as a person, but you can't insult the "path" I follow!

At this moment, the giant net of rules outside the window was slowly rotating, and the grayish-white light shone through the windowsill onto the ground in front of him.

The light band had clear edges, extending a straight line of light across the floor.

Gregor's pen moved swiftly, sketching the changes within.

Lynn stood in the doorway and said:

"Master, I'm going to the Underworld again. Before I leave, I'll send you back to the main world."

Gregor looked up, put down his pen, and closed the notebook: "Going to the underworld again? Can't you just focus on cultivating for a few years?"

Lynn scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed: "My path is different from others; I'm not suited to staying in one place."

Gregor nodded knowingly, with a slight hint of regret.

My own insights are not yet complete.

However, looking at the notebook in his hand, his mood improved considerably.

Go back and calm down to study the changes carefully; they won't be that different.

Gregor stood up, walked to the corner, picked up the two wooden crates, and then took the large stack of bundled record books from the table:

"Alright, let's go."

The two passed through the side door of the church and walked to the gray-white light membrane at the edge of the island of death.

Lynn raised his right hand, and a grayish-white light shone from his palm. The light spread along the surface of the light membrane, creating a stable exit in the air.

Gregor carried the suitcase and stepped through the light membrane, with Lynn following behind him.

As you pass through the light membrane, the surrounding air changes from the scent of sea breeze and grass within the Sacred Mark Domain back to the dry, cold, and decayingly sweet negative energy odor unique to the Eternal Night Graveyard.

The two stood on the floor of Gregor's laboratory, in the exact same position they had left in.

Gregor placed the two wooden crates on the ground, then opened the lids and began taking the contents out one by one and putting them back in their original places.

Lynn quickly lent a hand.

Gregor glanced at him.

"Don't you have something important to do? Go ahead, don't delay, I can handle this little thing."

Lynn paused slightly, but still insisted on packing everything up before leaving.

He walked through the corridor toward the teleportation hall, preparing to once again travel to the border town to enter the underworld.

Apprentices and full-fledged wizards in the passageway stepped aside to make way for him.

Just as Lynn was about to step onto the teleportation array, his communication tablet vibrated.

Lynn stopped in his tracks, picked up the communication tablet, and glanced at it. It was a message from Old Cole:

"Sir, another wizard has reported news of a medium-sized world. Would it be convenient for you to come over? I've told him to wait."

Lynn's finger paused on the edge of the stone slab.

He originally planned to go directly to the Underworld. He had been preparing for the trip for half a year. The sealing artifacts and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner had been adjusted, and his mental power was sufficient to suppress those so-called "monarchs".

But at this time, Old Corey sent a message saying that a new medium-sized world coordinate had appeared.

If he could conquer another medium-sized world and allow Wanxiang to absorb some more rules, his and Wanxiang's strength would increase further, and he would be more confident in subduing those kings in the Underworld.

He glanced at it for a few moments, then replied:

"Tell him to wait, I'm coming over."

Then he put away the stone slab, turned around and walked out of the teleportation hall, heading towards the Ghost Market.

When they arrived at Old Corey's shop, a second-circle wizard in a gray robe was standing next to the counter, chatting happily with Old Corey.

He was rather thin, with his neck slightly tilted forward, and a perfectly measured smile on his face—neither overly enthusiastic nor impatient—clearly showing a deep understanding of human nature.

His eyes lit up the moment he saw Lynn enter, and he quickly went to greet her and gave her a respectful bow.

Old Ke came out from behind the counter:

"Sir, this is the man. He came to me a few days ago and said that he discovered a medium-sized world while exploring the border. He has the coordinates and basic information recorded."

Lynn looked at the gray-robed wizard, who still maintained his smile:

"Sir, my name is Horn, and I mainly do exploration missions in the border areas."

"About two months ago, I detected unusual energy fluctuations near a void rift. I followed the direction of the fluctuations for a long time and discovered a medium-sized world."

"The barrier in that world was intact, with no obvious signs of damage, and there were no markings from other forces in the surrounding void."

Horn added at this point:

"I've recorded the coordinates. If you're interested, I can give you the detailed coordinates."

Lynn nodded, not in a hurry to ask for the coordinates.

This Horn shares the same name as the hedonist who guards the teleportation array in "Northern Underworld City".

Not only do the two share the same name, but they are also quite shrewd, displaying considerable obsequiousness towards those more powerful than themselves.

This is understandable; it's a way for ordinary people to survive.

However, when he first arrived, Horn clearly recognized him.

But she was certain she had never seen him before.