Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After finalizing the image, Lynn began a series of operations.

First, the bones were solidified using the power of the world.

Each bone grew out of the void, its color was bluish-white, its surface was smooth, and its hardness was comparable to that of steel.

Muscles are woven with the power of the world.

Each muscle fiber is stretched to an extremely fine thickness, much finer than a strand of hair, and then interwoven and stacked according to the structure of the human body.

The lines of the chest, abdomen, limbs, and spine gradually bulged out, no longer just a skeleton.

The blood vessels are laid with the power of the world.

Arteries originate from the heart, like the roots of a tree, spreading to the limbs and head, while veins return.

The capillaries are densely packed, like a net covering the whole body, so fine that they are almost invisible.

Lynn was also completely absorbed in it.

This kind of construction is extremely mentally taxing. He must simultaneously control the hardness of his bones, the tension of his muscles, and the direction of his blood vessels. He also needs to incorporate the power of the world into the process. If he makes even one wrong step, his body will collapse.

Next came the internal organs.

The heart forms first, followed by the lungs, liver, stomach, and intestines.

He ignored the active energy in his internal organs, leaving that part to be activated naturally when his soul returned to his body.

The skin was applied last.

Starting from the instep and working upwards, fill in the skin pores, nails, and hair one by one.

Finally, there's the face.

Lynn didn't deliberately sculpt the face, but once the features were complete, he noticed that the face bore a striking resemblance to Marfa.

The girl was about sixteen years old, with delicate features and fully developed facial features.

Her alluring eyes, enchanting brow bone, and especially the curve of her lips, all bear a resemblance to Marfa.

Lynn frowned but didn't make any changes.

He replicated the image based on the appearance of this soul, without deliberately trying to draw it towards the image of Marfa.

The way it looks now is probably the result of that seed slowly seeping out.

When Lynn actually saw it, she still felt a chill in her heart.

That's it. He can't ruin his whole body just because of his face.

"Soul possession," Lynn whispered.

The soul orb, which had been fused with the token, slowly descended and sank into the girl's body from above her head.

The moment my soul entered, my heart skipped a beat.

Then the lungs throbbed, and blood began to flow.

The skin regained its warmth, the lips changed from pale to light pink, a finger twitched, and then the entire arm seemed to awaken from a long slumber.

Lynn took a step back and infused the last trace of life into it.

The girl's chest began to rise and fall rhythmically, and her breathing became steady.

As he approached, he hovered his hand three inches above the girl's head and probed her with his spiritual power.

This body's foundation far surpasses that of ordinary humans.

The bones are formed from the power of the world, and their hardness is comparable to that of fine steel. Ordinary swords and blades cannot even leave a mark when they are cut by them.

Their muscle fibers are several times denser than those of ordinary people, resulting in astonishing explosive power and endurance.

The blood flowing in his veins was not just blood, but also a faint trace of the power of the world.

This small amount of power will gradually nourish her internal organs and meridians, making her recovery ability several times faster than that of an ordinary apprentice.

Although the skin looks delicate, it is covered with an invisible energy membrane.

No matter how strong the negative energy of the Eternal Night Graveyard was, it couldn't penetrate her, much less harm her.

Lynn withdrew his hand. With his body exposed, he could exchange a few blows with a first-class apprentice using only his physical strength.

When she begins her cultivation, her progress will be much faster than that of an ordinary apprentice with a talent for the soul. If she embarks on the path of a "flesh and blood wizard," her progress will be extremely smooth.

However strong this body is, it can't be stronger than the seed in the soul, which is a fragment of the soul of the Saintly Wizard.

The soul and body have been reunited, and the keepsake is still sleeping deep within the soul.

He was not conscious, but his bodily functions were normal.

Without hesitation, Lynn began to place a restriction on the girl's body while she was still asleep.

Marfa is no simple old fox. I need to be absolutely certain that I can control everything about this body before I can let her go.

Lynn first implanted a perception rune in his chest, the rune was hidden very deep, intertwined with the myocardial fibers.

With each heartbeat, the rune relayed Lynn's location and physical condition back to him.

Then he grasped the girl's left wrist and used his fingertips to carve an extremely thin binding spell around her wrist bone.

One inscription on each of the right wrist, left ankle, and right ankle.

These binding spells are hidden deep within the flesh and blood, leaving no trace from the outside.

These formations are not activated under normal circumstances; they only take effect when Lynn actively activates them.

If Malfa were to truly recover using this body and one day stand before Lynn, he could instantly lock the entire body in place.

After doing all this, Lynn took out a female wizard's robe from Marfa's spatial ring and draped it over the girl, covering her up her exposed skin.

"That's it." Lynn straightened up, looked at the girl on the ground, and made a gesture in the air.

The girl's body was enveloped in a soft light and sent out of the Stigmata World, landing in his laboratory.

Lynn's true form also emerged from the Stigmata World, glanced at the girl sleeping soundly on the floor, and decided to send her away.

He then took out the communication tablet and summoned his second-in-command, Belloc.

Bellok arrived quickly.

He knocked on the door and only came in after receiving permission.

As soon as he entered, he saw a young girl lying unconscious on the ground, covered with a female wizard's robe.

This scene made him shudder, but he didn't show it on his face.

As the chief apprentice, it's not a big deal for him to play around with a few female apprentices; it's an honor for those female apprentices.

Being able to connect with the Holy Mark Lord would make her training path in the academy much smoother, and might even make their mentors treat them with more respect and give them special attention.

After all, once the bodies of ordinary stigmata are normalized, they lose their normal bodily needs and rarely release their desires.

Only some lower-level Stigmata with less standardized rules retain their functions.

However, ordinary female apprentices cannot withstand their torment; the spiritual energy field surrounding their bodies alone is enough to take their lives.

Those who can persevere through the ravages are truly ruthless!

"My lord, you wanted to see me?" Belloc didn't dare to ask any further questions.

Lynn pointed to the girl on the ground: "I rescued her by chance. She suffered a brain injury and should have amnesia."

"She has low-level soul talent. Take her to register and arrange for her to enter the academy."

"Yes," Belloc quickly replied.

As for Lynn's claim of saving the girl, he didn't believe it at all.

Why do you have to strip someone naked to save them? Is there some special way to perform the rescue?

Lynn seemed to have seen through Belloc's thoughts, glanced at him, and then reminded him:

"Remember, don't let anyone know she's special, and don't let anyone know she's related to me."

Bellok's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said, "Don't worry, sir, I know what to do."

With a wave of his hand, he summoned two skeletal warriors.

Two pale white skeletons supported the girl from the left and right, and walked out stiffly.

Lynn stood in front of the lab table, watching them leave without saying a word.

Marfa, I'll see if your scheme is more elaborate, or my methods are more insidious...