Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

On the Void Battlefield, Marfa, enveloped by the dark gray domain, completely descended into madness.

"Wu Tian... Leader... Spare me..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a short burst of laughter interrupted her, which lasted for a few breaths before turning into a breakdown and sobbing.

Her body was trembling, and she pressed her hands to the sides of her head, as if something was squeezing her consciousness from the inside.

Wu Tian didn't look at her; he stood there, his gaze fixed on Lynn.

"Lynn, I admit I underestimated you this time and didn't take you down immediately."

"I admired your talent and wanted to recruit you, but I didn't expect your methods to be so brilliant, to find a glimmer of hope in such adversity."

"Having collected so many Holy Marks in your domain, I'm afraid you can't suppress them anymore. How much of your power do you still have left?"

"Let them go, and I'll let you leave."

Lynn's gaze lingered on Marfa for a moment before returning to Wutian's face:

"So you're the leader of Wutian, aren't you? While I enjoyed watching you punish Marfa, you expect me to release them with just a word. What's the difference between that and me surrendering?"

"As for whether I can suppress them, and how much of my methods I still have left, we'll only know after we fight them."

"How about this, you let me leave first, and as soon as I get back to the academy, you'll release them immediately."

Wu Tian's gaze turned slightly cold after he finished speaking, and he said in a low, eerie tone:

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Lynn shrugged and gestured for him to proceed.

There's really nothing to talk about. Are all villains so talkative? They could easily crush you with their strength, but they just have to nag you.

Wu Tian snorted coldly and raised his hand slightly.

As he raised his hand, the dark gray domain pushed forward a distance, covering the front edge of Lynn's Stigmata Domain, directly confronting it.

The three demon lords moved as he raised his hand, pressing forward again from the edge of the battlefield.

The shadow that had been hanging over Marfa had disappeared, and she was still trembling in place, but the voice coming from behind the mask had returned to normal breathing.

Beneath the mask, she gazed at Wutian's receding figure, her eyes filled not with resentment, but with a hint of admiration and affection.

His eyes were practically bulging with tears.

Wutian felt Marfa's gaze and his body tensed slightly.

Oh no, this woman is a masochist and has her eye on my body!

The gray shadow reappeared, and Marfa quickly withdrew her adoring gaze, focusing on the enemy and preparing for magical support.

In the void, the gray-white Realm of All Things and the dark gray Realm of Despair were clearly distinct, each occupying half of the battlefield.

Lynn stood at the edge of the gray-white area and glanced at his underlings.

The Voidbat Demon had completely lost its ability to fight. Half of its body had been burned beyond recognition by the Flame Demon's flames, and only a few broken bones remained of its wings clinging to its sides.

If Lynn's domain hadn't taken away the Balrog, it would probably have faced death again.

Even if it didn't die, it lost its fighting ability and was useless on the battlefield, so Lynn took it back into the Stigmata World.

The Netherhound's Netherworld Body was largely destroyed, and its size has shrunk considerably. It's unknown when it will recover.

The demon's large eyeball was well protected, but many of its tentacles were broken off in order to protect it.

Now it hides in Lynn's territory like a meatball, no longer daring to be the first to speak out.

The Chaos Dragon and the Divine Abomination, however, were not seriously damaged thanks to the protection of the spacetime turbulence.

However, the spacetime turbulence suffered significant losses under the attacks of the three demon lords, much to the dismay of the Chaos Dragon.

This was accumulated over thousands of years in the Origin Realm; every bit used diminishes it.

The situation on the opposite side wasn't much better.

Wutian stood in the center of the three demon lords and the five members of the Chaos Egg, protected by a dark gray domain.

Marfa stood further back. After the three ghosts disappeared, her aura had clearly weakened, and the silver-white light at her fingertips was weaker than before.

Wu Tian led them forward and pressed down hard, preparing for a swift victory.

The demon and his few members dared not step into Lynn's gray-white all-encompassing domain, fearing they would be pulled in as well, and together launch a ranged attack on Lynn within the despairing domain of Wutian.

The five members of the Chaos Egg were scattered on either side of him, each maintaining their own domain form.

Some people condensed dark gray energy into pillars of light, some compressed energy into thin spikes, and some pushed the edge of the domain forward to form a continuously extending pressure surface.

The three demon lords did not move forward; they stood at the farthest point of the battle line, their mouths agape.

Dark red pillars of fire spewed from the depths of their throats, and the three flames merged in mid-air into a thicker blaze, pressing down on the edge of Lynn's Omnipotent Domain.

Marfa stood in the inner layer of the Despair Realm. After the three ghosts disappeared, her ranged means were reduced to witchcraft itself.

Silvery-white light shot out continuously from her fingertips, each beam carrying a piercing, sharp sound, hurtling towards Lynn.

Then... the moment it fell into the realm of all phenomena, it was weakened layer by layer and finally completely dissipated.

Wu Tian stopped watching the show and chose to take action directly.

He confidently stepped across the boundary between the two realms, showing no fear of the pull of the myriad realms.

His robes once again unleashed their power, a dark gray light enveloping his body like a flowing oil film, cleaving a narrow passage through Lynn's gray-white domain.

Within the Realm of Despair, the negative rules spread outwards with his steps, rapidly encroaching upon Lynn.

Despair was the first thing to touch Lynn's consciousness, like a hand pressing on his chest.

Then come fear, delusion, pain, resentment, death, and decay—seven negative emotions that come one after another.

Lynn was on high alert, about to unleash a "Heart Destroyer Curse" at Wutian.

When negative emotions spread to him, he could feel his emotions being affected.

The spellcasting rhythm was disrupted for a moment, and the flow of mental energy experienced a brief pause the instant it came into contact with those negative rules.

Wutian did not use any witchcraft; he simply drew a long spear from the void.

The gun barrel was entirely dark gray, with a layer of dark sheen that flowed continuously on its surface, and countless ghosts writhed and howled on the shaft.

The spear tip left a long, thin gray afterimage as it traced its path through the void, which lingered in the air for several breaths before slowly dissipating.

Then, he charged straight at Lynn, spear in hand.

Lynn was slightly taken aback.

Wait, aren't you an evil wizard? Why are you playing melee combat now?