Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn's gaze lingered for a moment on the retreating organization members.

He saw those people retreat into the dark gray domain of Wutian, passing through the area covered by the eerie light emanating from his robe.

Lynn did not choose to pursue them, but instead turned his gaze to the other side.

Those demons!

The demons who are fighting the Chaos Dragons and the Abominations have not received orders to retreat and are still fighting.

Demons are not protected by the Holy Mark Domain or disposable magical artifacts.

Lynn's Stigmata Domain continued to expand, enveloping the three Flame Demons who were besieging the Void Bat Demon.

The Fiery Demon's body erupted in raging flames amidst the grayish-white light, attempting to break free, but its power was greatly diminished upon encountering the Myriad Manifestations Domain.

The assimilation rate of the domain has exceeded the limit that allows it to escape the critical range.

Finally, under their angry gazes, its form completely dissipated in the gray-white light and was pulled into the world of the Holy Mark.

Having dealt with the Flame Demon, Lynn's gray-white domain continued to expand, enveloping the three "Deceit Demons" that were trying to escape the battlefield.

Their bodies struggled for a few breaths when they came into contact with the grayish-white light, and then they were pulled into the world of the Holy Mark.

Marfa's three Saint-level ghosts and vengeful spirits originally formed a triangular formation around Lynn, attempting to drive Lynn to Wutian's side.

They were also swept into the grayish-white light at the same time, and were eventually enveloped, pulled in, and completely disappeared along with the demon.

The ghosts barely struggled when they were enveloped in light; they were tools controlled by Malfa, completely devoid of reason and spirit, and would only act according to her commands.

As they were pulled into the grayish-white light, before Marfa could issue any new commands, they vanished into the grayish-white light along with the commands they carried.

The gaze behind Marfa's mask suddenly turned cold.

Her gaze fell on the spot where her ghost had vanished, then she looked at Lynn:

"Damn it, where did you take them?"

Lynn didn't have time to answer her; she was busy manipulating the Stigmata Domain, trying to pull the last three "Demon Lords" in as well.

However, the Demon Lord is, after all, a high-level Saint Mark existence. Even without the protection of the Saint Mark Domain, it is by no means something Lynn could pull in in a short period of time.

Now that the three demon lords saw their underlings being pulled into the domain one by one, they dared not continue fighting and quickly left the domain's range.

An eerie silence fell over the entire battlefield. All fighting ceased, and everyone looked toward the gray-white Myriad Realms.

Isn't this a bit over the limit?

Lynn was multitasking, keeping an eye on the situation on the battlefield while sensing the situation inside the Holy Mark World.

The universe is manipulating the vast web of rules to suppress the demons and ghosts that have been drawn in.

The witch formations set up on the island of death were also operating at full capacity, constantly weakening and besieging the enemy.

Aldrick was already setting up the second layer of sealing array, and Casper and two other mid-level alchemists were assisting him at the edge to reinforce the seal.

Those organization members were unable to unleash their Sacred Mark Domains within the Sacred Mark World, resulting in a significant reduction in their strength. They were suppressed by various arrays and a vast network of rules, leaving them unable to raise their heads.

However, Marfa's three ghostly spirits remained in the state of her last command before being pulled into the Stigmata World.

Under the vast network of rules governing all things, they are no longer able to receive new instructions and can only maintain the previous command—to besiege Lynn.

Now that Lynn is gone, they can only drift slowly in the grayish-white light, constantly changing positions.

With the combined efforts of Wanxiang, Aldrick, and the three mid-level alchemists, these wraiths have been effectively contained within a manageable area.

Only the nine demons still had the power to resist.

They do not rely on external forces or other means, but on their own strength, so they are least affected.

Currently, under the guidance of three fire demons, they are striving to break through the limitations.

The newly promoted three dragon gods and the War God Berserker Demon finally had the power to use their skills.

They joined forces with the remaining six novice alchemists to beat the group of "drowned dogs" who were being suppressed.

Seeing that he had the overall situation under control in the Stigmata Domain, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief and focused his attention back on the main battlefield.

A brief silence fell over the main battlefield.

The members of the Chaos Eggs have retreated to the vicinity of Wutian, and the demon lords have also retreated to the edge of the battlefield.

Only Marfa, relying on the various magical artifacts he carried, struggled to maintain the Holy Mark Domain standing still.

The spot where the three ghostly figures disappeared was now empty, leaving no trace.

All eyes were on Lynn, on the slowly receding gray-white light.

Lynn withdrew his attention from the world of the Holy Mark, shifting his gaze from Wutian to Marfa, and a slight twitch of his lips appeared on his face:

"Gentlemen, how should I put it about the current situation?"

The temperature in Marfa's eyes behind her mask dropped noticeably, and her voice carried an icy chill:

"Where did you put my three ghosts?"

Lynn looked at her with a big smile on her face.

"What's wrong? Missing them? How about I take pity on you and take you in to keep them company?"

Marfa took a step forward, her gaze from behind the mask pressing down on Lynn: "Release them!"

Lynn's lips twitched slightly: "Our relationship isn't that close, you think you can just let go like that?"

He paused for a moment: "Just a chief instructor in the Soul Department, you have quite the airs of an official."

Marfa's breathing became erratic, and she glared at Lynn through gritted teeth.

Those three ghostly spirits were the main force she had been crafting for over a hundred years, each requiring a great deal of materials and effort.

If she were to be completely lost, her strength would be greatly weakened.

She didn't waste any more words with Lynn, turned around and flew to Wutian's side, standing there resentfully, and said:

"Leader Wutian, your men are all in his territory, waiting for you to rescue them."

"And those demons, they're all high-ranking demons at the Saint Mark level. If they all perish here, it'll be hard to explain to the Abyss."

Wutian turned his head and glanced at Marfa, his eyes flashing with intense coldness.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Marfa's body stiffened for a moment, then her shoulders relaxed: "I wouldn't dare. I'm just helping you analyze the situation; the decision is still yours."

Wutian did not respond to her again, but he did not let her go either.

His gaze shifted from Marfa to Lynn.

But the dark gray aura around him suddenly tightened, enveloping Marfa.

Marfa stood still, caught off guard, and was completely enveloped by the dark gray domain.

Her body jerked suddenly, her mind completely overwhelmed by negative emotions.

A pained voice came from behind the mask: "Leader Wutian... what... what have you done to me..."