Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Back in the lab, Lynn closed the door and activated the restriction, preparing to go into seclusion for a while.

If you can't leave the academy in the future, then take a break for a while.

He had just sat down at the table, preparing to reorganize and classify Marfa's legacy, when the communication slab began to vibrate.

He casually picked up the stone slab and infused it with his spiritual energy, and the little goblin's sharp and excited voice immediately burst out:

"My God, we have discovered a new world!"

Lynn immediately perked up upon hearing this.

Have our little green scooters finally paid off?

His group of little green-skinned men had been drifting in the sea of ​​stars for months before finally finding something decent.

He instinctively stood up, ready to go and check it out.

Only when I reached the door did I realize that I was still under house arrest, and the college had made it clear that I could not leave until the investigation was over.

Lynn cursed under his breath, returned to the table, sat down, picked up the communication tablet, and gave the instructions:

"I have important matters to attend to and cannot go there for the time being. You will enter the world first and explore it on your own. Report back on any developments you may encounter."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "The priority is to save our lives."

After the call ended, Lynn leaned back in his chair and tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

He did want to go and see for himself, but at this crucial moment, he couldn't afford to cause Cersei any more trouble.

...

Meanwhile, on the goblin spaceship, the light on the communication slab dimmed.

The goblins surrounding the stone slab looked at each other, their excitement frozen on their faces.

They had hoped to take this opportunity to see the true face of the gods, or even to have close contact with them and hear divine pronouncements.

As it turned out, the great deity never showed up, only leaving behind the words "explore on your own."

A skinny goblin clung to the captain's arm, his voice tinged with disappointment: "Captain, what do we do now?"

The captain was an old goblin; the wrinkles on his forehead could trap insects.

He touched the stone slab, pondered for a moment, and said, "Since the gods have given their orders, let's do as they say. Let the spaceship approach the world and prepare to land."

He paused, then grinned, revealing two yellowed teeth: "After drifting in the starry sky for several months, I can finally put my feet on solid ground."

Upon hearing this, the other astronauts' disappointment lessened, and they all perked up again.

They had been drifting aimlessly in the endless starry sky, almost going crazy with anxiety. Now that they had the opportunity to land, they were much luckier than their peers.

"Return to your posts!" The captain clapped his hands. "Thrusts warmed up, scanners all on, scan the outer perimeter of this world first!"

The goblins returned to their seats, their fingers flying across the control panel.

The spaceship began to orbit the world, its cabin trembling slightly.

The world's will did not perceive the threat and ignored the spaceship.

"The global barrier is weak; there is no rejection response," the technician reported, staring at the screen.

"Alright, let's go straight in," the captain ordered.

The spacecraft's nose dipped, and it slid into the world's territory.

As it passed through the barrier surrounding the world, the ship seemed to sink into a thin film of water, pausing only slightly before disappearing.

After entering the airspace, the spacecraft did not land immediately, but instead chose to hover at high altitude to assess the situation before landing.

The goblins peered down through the observation window, their eyes wide with astonishment.

This is a small world, with vast, wild continents stretching out, interwoven with forests, grasslands, and rivers, extending as far as the eye can see.

This is much more beautiful than an endless sea of ​​stars; it's so soothing to look at.

They also saw life on this land.

The indigenous people here are primitive people wearing animal skins, moving around in twos and threes on the grassland, while in the distance, groups of wild beasts and dinosaurs roam.

Among them were many enormous carnivorous beasts and dinosaurs, whose running sounds were deafening.

"Wow, this place is really primitive. It's like playing wilderness survival here." The passenger whistled.

"Is there any fluctuation of supernatural power?" the captain asked.

"No," the technician shook his head. "No supernatural powers can detect it; it's just ordinary living things."

"What about the world's concentration of extraordinary elements?"

"It's very faint. I guess this world is a new world, and everything is very primitive."

The captain was relieved; the primitive world posed a very low danger to these goblins. The captain nodded.

"Lower the altitude and circle around to take a look first."

The spaceship lowered its altitude and flew slowly over the grassland.

The primitive people on the ground quickly noticed the huge iron bird.

A primitive man was the first to shout, pointing to the sky and yelling "Oh oh oh!"

The primitive people around them all looked up, some so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, while others grabbed sharp stones and spears and threw them into the air.

The stones and spears fell to the ground before they were even halfway through their flight, with some even hitting their own men on the head.

An unlucky caveman was hit on the head by a stone thrown by his own people, and squatted on the ground howling, clutching his forehead.

"A bunch of savages," the skinny goblin said, perched by the window with a hint of superiority.

"Don't underestimate them. Our ancestors were much weaker than them and faced much more difficult circumstances, yet they still became the world's dominant powers."

"They must have some tricks up their sleeves to survive in such a dangerous place," the captain said. "Continue the patrol."

After hearing the captain's words, the little goblin pouted and casually tossed aside the empty glass bottle he was holding.

The glass bottle traced a graceful arc, gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight, before falling to the ground.

A primitive chieftain who was aiming at the iron bird, preparing to shoot it down, was slightly taken aback when he saw this.

Then, with a "thud," the glass bottle slammed heavily onto his head, making a dull thud, before being ejected onto the ground.

The primitive chieftain felt a sudden weight on his head, his vision went black, and he was knocked to the ground, dizzy and disoriented. The stone spear in his hand slipped from his grasp and rolled to the side.

The other cavemen also witnessed something fall from the sky and "instantly kill" their leader, leaving the entire area in complete silence.

All the primitive tribesmen froze instantly, their murky eyes widening as they stared intently at the strange, never-before-seen object in the pit.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A smooth, translucent glass bottle with a jade-like luster lay quietly in the center of the pit.

Sunlight falls on the bottle, refracting rays of holy and dazzling light. The bottle is so clean that not a speck of dust is on it, making it appear both sacred and eerie amidst the rough and wild earth, rocks, and vegetation.

Materials never seen before! Forms never seen before!

Hard, clear, and radiant!

It is neither made of mountain rocks nor transformed from grass and trees!

One of the cavemen pointed at the glass bottle and roared in a trembling voice, his voice filled with extreme awe and terror.

"Ohhhhhh!!" (Holy, sacred object!!)

After recovering from the dizziness, the primitive chieftain, who had been knocked unconscious, struggled to lift his head.

The moment I saw it clearly, the hair on my body stood on end, and a huge wave of emotions surged within me.

He had lived for so long, roamed the mountains and forests, seen fierce tigers and beasts, witnessed thunder and torrential rain, but he had never seen such a divine treasure!

It fell from the sky, landing right on your head, yet only caused superficial injuries, not taking your life—this is divine guidance! It is salvation bestowed by Heaven!

The primitive chieftain suddenly sprang to his feet, kneeling heavily on the ground, and raised his rough hands to hold up the precious "sacred object".

At the same time, he uttered, "Oh oh oh oh—" (Holy relic! Holy relic!!)

The tribesmen immediately knelt down, a dark mass of them, their shouts of worship echoing through the rainforest, their faces filled with fervor and piety.

"Ohh ...

In the minds of these primitive people, objects that come from the clouds, possess spiritual light, and are hard and indestructible belong only to the gods!

From then on, this glass bottle that fell from the sky was revered by the tribe as a supreme "sacred relic connecting heaven and earth".

The wild tribes have begun an incredible transformation!