Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After Marfa was subdued, Aldrick walked up to her and gave her a warm smile.

Silver-white array patterns extended from his hand, covering the contours of her body.

The first layer fits along her shoulder blades and the outside of her arms, the second layer extends along her waist and the sides of her legs, and the third layer covers her chest and the sides of her neck.

After the three layers of array patterns were fully attached, Marfa felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared, and he had no power to resist anymore.

After confirming that the array patterns were firmly attached to her body, Aldrick took a step back.

Lynn paid no attention to the battle between the three dragon gods and Marfa.

Marfa was already within her own Sacred Mark territory, with Wanxiang and Aldric providing backup, so there was no way for her to escape.

Lynn looked down at the wound on his abdomen, using all his strength to control the "All Things" rules to decompose the dark gray energy on the wound.

My injuries were quite severe, but fortunately, the "super recovery" brought by the "Starry Sky Beast" bloodline was able to heal them.

My heart was pounding, and warm currents flowed into my wound.

The wounds healed rapidly under his terrifying recovery speed, and even the penetrating wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The edges of the wound have mostly closed, and a grayish-white light is slowly covering the final healing area.

The rules of the universe have already broken down most of those dark gray traces, and the remaining parts are dissolving further.

After confirming that the injuries were not serious, Lynn raised his head and looked at Marfa, who was covered by array patterns.

She lay on the ground like a dead dog, her body covered in array patterns, still maintaining the posture of being suppressed.

Lynn walked up to her and stopped a few steps away. Marfa struggled to get up, but was still forced to kneel on the ground.

Lynn looked at the disheveled Malpha, his voice devoid of joy or sorrow: "Malfah, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this, targeting me like this?"

Marfa shifted slightly, raising her head to glare venomously at Lynn.

Her gaze fell on young Lynn's face, moving from the healing wound on his abdomen to his eyes:

"Of course I want to, how could I not?"

"Ever since you ascended to Sainthood and fought five opponents single-handedly, I've been thinking about it, hating it, and regretting it!"

"I regret not going all out to kill you when you were an apprentice, and I regret not joining forces with Morpheus to kill you after you became a wizard."

Her voice was filled with endless regret:

"I hate myself for misjudging you. If I had made just one right step, you wouldn't be standing in front of me today."

"I'm afraid you've long since become a vengeful spirit, a plaything in my hands..."

Lynn looked at her, waited for her to finish speaking, then shook his head and said:

"You're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions. You're too arrogant, always thinking you can control everything, but in the end, I still won."

Marfa's lips twitched, a half-smile playing on her lips. "You won? But I didn't lose either."

Lynn was slightly curious upon hearing this:

"Even at this point, you're still being so stubborn? What? Do you have some other dirty trick up your sleeve that you haven't shown yet?"

Marfa gave a bitter smile, his gaze lingering on Lynn for a moment before he subtly glanced at the ring on Lynn's left hand.

The ring's face was transparent, with a silvery-white sheen on its surface.

The "Soul Purification Ring" on Lynn's hand was given to her by her during Lynn's promotion ceremony.

I didn't expect Lynn to be so honest; she actually took it as a good thing and brought it along. She's so adorably silly.

Today, let him understand what it means to always be wary of others!

As Marfa looked at the ring, the lingering silver-white light on her fingertip flashed briefly, as if something was being awakened.

Lynn's gaze followed Marfa's glance at the ring, and she saw her eyes clearly.

Lynn suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's what it is."

I almost forgot, you had this trick up your sleeve.

Lynn didn't stop. Following her gaze, she looked down at her own hand and then showed it off generously.

"What? You're still reluctant to part with this ring before you die?"

"Speaking of which, I should thank you; this ring is truly a wonderful thing."

"Since I started wearing it, my mind has become much clearer, my energy has improved, and I have a great appetite."

Marfa's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Lynn, you're still so young. You know we're mortal enemies, yet you still dare to wear the thing I gave you."

"I really don't know how you got to where you are today."

"Good stuff? It really is good stuff, but it's something that could kill you!"

Without waiting for Lynn's reaction, Marfa activated the last remaining power within her body.

A wisp of spiritual energy probed into the ring on Lynn's hand, activating the hidden witch array on it.

The ring's face began to heat up and become transparent, and the silvery-white liquid inside began to boil, releasing a more intense fluctuation than before.

Lynn felt a slight burning sensation emanating from the ring, and the liquid inside was constantly evaporating and merging into his body.

His face immediately showed terror, his body swayed, he pressed his left hand to his forehead, and cried out in pain:

"Ah—what's going on? Damn it! What did you do?!"

When Marfa saw Lynn clutching his forehead and swaying, a smile finally appeared on her face.

The smile started at the corners of his mouth, spreading to both sides, moving the muscles in his face, and finally filling the entire lower edge of the mask.

She laughed loudly, her voice carrying without obstruction through the void, with a sense of liberated comfort.

It was as if she had been waiting for this moment for a very long time.

"What did you do?"

She spoke with boundless glee: "Did you think I'd be so kind as to give you a precious magical artifact that could elevate your soul?"

"Don't be ridiculous. We're dark wizards. There's no affection between us, only hatred. It's perfectly normal for us to use some tricks."

She paused here, as if waiting for Lynn's reaction.

But Lynn didn't answer. She just kept pressing her hand against her forehead, bending her body even lower, so her expression was not visible.

Marfa, feeling bored, raised her voice by half an octave: "You've been hooked ever since you put that ring on."

"How long have you been wearing it? Months? No matter how long you've been wearing it, that stuff has already seeped in."

"The Soul-Devouring Needle Crystal will pierce into your soul core, corroding your soul structure little by little. This process is so slow that you won't even feel it."

"By the time you realize it, the core of your soul will already be riddled with holes."

"And I, I'm simply unleashing its full power to send you on your way ahead of time!"

"You can only blame yourself for being too naive and simple-minded, for not understanding the survival strategies of a dark wizard."

At this point, her voice paused slightly, filled with endless melancholy.

"It's a pity I didn't discover this sooner. If I had acted sooner and used some tricks, things wouldn't have been so troublesome."

"Now, in the end, I've won!"