Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

Wallenberg, the forbidden area, the holy tomb.

The Holy Tomb is the resting place of the ancestors of Wallenberg and the most sacred place in the entire Wallenberg territory. Family members need to hold ceremonies here for any important matters.

At this moment, inside the Holy Tomb, torches crackled and burned, their flickering flames illuminating the stone sculptures of the Valen family ancestors within the tomb.

Lin Qi knelt on one knee before the stone sculpture, one hand on the sword hilt, the other on his left chest, and solemnly swore an oath to the ancestors before him:

"I, Lynch Warren, the thirteenth heir of the Warren family, hereby swear to my ancestors—"

"I will carry on the family's will, I will protect the glory of Valen, and no matter how treacherous the road ahead, I will defend this land and its people with my own flesh and blood. If I break this oath, may I be condemned by my ancestors and have nowhere to go."

After the most solemn oath was made, Lynch stood up.

The old butler, Cliff, immediately stepped forward respectfully and presented Lynch with a tray in both hands.

A small booklet was neatly placed on the top of the tray.

When Lin Qi's gaze fell on the booklet, his eyes also became burning.

This is precisely the core reason why nobles are nobles, and why the various ruling classes are able to become ruling classes.

Knight's Breathing Technique!

This is a unique training technique that exists in this world, and through this training method, people's physical fitness can achieve a great breakthrough.

For example, the average attribute value of a normal adult male in this world is around 1. No matter how much training and refinement is done, the average attribute value can only reach 2 to 3 points at most.

This is the limit that humans can reach; no matter how much training is done, it cannot be improved beyond that.

However, if you train using the Knight Breathing Technique, you can break through human limits and reach 5, 10, or even dozens of points!

Effortlessly lifting thousands of kilograms, splitting boulders with a single sword stroke, and moving faster than a cheetah... calling him a superman wouldn't be an exaggeration!

It is precisely because of the existence of the Knight's Breathing Technique that nobles have been able to firmly occupy the position of the ruling class in this world, remaining high and mighty.

Lin Qi picked up the booklet and saw the words "Berserk Breathing Method" written in gilded lettering on the cover.

Cliff, standing to the side, said with a hint of regret, "The negligence of our ancestors has reduced the original three-in-one Berserk Breathing Technique to nothing more than brute force. Even the mighty Warren family..."

He sighed heavily, "Sigh..."

The Valen family's breathing technique originally consisted of three parts: brute force breathing, swift breathing, and copper skin breathing, corresponding to strength, agility, and constitution, respectively.

The three books combined are called "Berserk Breathing Technique," a legitimate and superior breathing technique.

Knight's Breathing Techniques are also divided into different qualities, namely low-level, medium-level, high-level, excellent-level, and the top-level legendary-level.

The higher the quality of the breathing technique, the higher its upper limit, and the greater the power gained.

There is only one legendary breathing technique in the entire Kingdom of Lorunt, namely the Corona Breathing Technique held by the royal family. This is the main reason why they were able to subdue many nobles and become the royal family.

The Lynch family's Berserk Breathing Technique is second only to the legendary level, and there are only five sets in the entire Kingdom of Lorunt. The other four sets are controlled by the four major ducal families.

The Valen family, in particular, was originally the founding family of the Kingdom of Lolunt a thousand years ago and should have had the same status as a ducal family.

Unfortunately, some accidents happened to our ancestors, and two-thirds of the family's breathing technique was lost. The remaining brute force breathing technique was only equivalent to an intermediate breathing technique.

Power equates to status, and the Valen family naturally fell to the status of a baronial family.

Lynch, holding the breathing technique, turned to Cliff with a confident smile and said, "Rest assured, I will personally take back what the family has lost."

He paused, clenched his fist, and declared proudly, "One day, I will make the Valen family's griffin banner fly over this land once more!"

Lynch, who possessed an entire undead world, was very confident that he could do it.

Conversely, possessing a superior knight's breathing technique and wielding greater power will help him advance the construction and development of the undead world more quickly.

Cliff was very pleased.

Although almost every new lord sets similar goals when inheriting the Knight's Breathing Technique, Cliff knew it was a nearly impossible task.

But it's quite admirable that Lynch has such ambition.

Cliff nodded heavily and said, "Yes, I believe in you, young master... no, I believe in you, Baron. You can definitely do it, Baron."

At this point, Cliff became somewhat worried again.

He hesitated for a moment, then spoke up to persuade him, "However... Your Excellency, please forgive my nagging, but I still want to ask you again... Are you really sure you want to start practicing the Knight's Breathing Technique so early?"

"I understand your determination to make progress, but isn't this a bit too hasty?"

"The Knight's Breathing Technique requires the assistance of the Knight's Flower for practice. If you try to practice it without external help... it will be too difficult."

Cliff was deeply worried.

Although one can practice the Knight Breathing Technique without the aid of the Knight Flower, the progress is extremely slow and requires enduring immense pain.

One or two days is fine, but if Lynch doesn't improve for a long time, Cliff worries that Lynch will lose his enthusiasm for training. After all, most people's willpower declines when they encounter difficulties.

Cliff continued to persuade him, "I suggest we wait until the autumn taxes are paid out, then I'll buy some Knight's Flowers, and you can start trying it out."

Lin Qi shook his head: "You don't need to say anything more."

After a pause, Lynch added firmly, "I know what I'm doing."

......

A few days later, in the Land of the Dead, in the Wasteland of Bones.

With one foot planted on the cracked ground of the wasteland, Lin Qi raised his head and looked ahead.

The sky remained a hazy gray dome, and the enormous blood moon still hung in the center, its crimson light falling like a thin mist of blood, dyeing the entire wasteland a dim red.

White bones.

There were bones everywhere.

It wasn't a complete skeleton, but rather fragmented bones—half a rib was stuck diagonally in the soil, like a rusted dagger.

Several vertebrae lay scattered along the edge of the crack, appearing pale in the moonlight;

In the distance, there was a skull, half-buried in the soil, with empty eye sockets facing him, as if gazing at him, or as if waiting.

There were no insects chirping, no wind blowing, and even the sound of one's own footsteps sounded dull and oppressive.

Lynch instinctively gripped the shield in his left hand.

Today's Lin Qi is no longer the boy who arrived in just a single layer of clothing.

He was wearing a set of worn leather armor, with iron plates nailed to his shoulders and chest; it was the best-fitting piece he could find in the Wallenberg warehouse.

Wearing deerskin gloves, his knuckles were worn white, but the feel of holding the sword was just right.

He wore a round shield on his left arm, made of iron and wood, with a copper rim. There were several deep sword marks on the shield surface—the one his father had used when he was young.

The cross sword in his right hand was also an old item, with a long blade but still sharp edges, gleaming coldly white in the moonlight.

A series of clicking sounds came from behind him.

Skull 1 followed behind him, its empty eye sockets darting left and right, as if it too were surveying this world it had never set foot in before.

He carried a burlap sack in his left hand and a pickaxe in his right.

As your farming level increases, other farming tools in your inventory will be unlocked one by one.

The pickaxe has low attack power, only 1-3, but it has the characteristic of never wearing out. Before the blacksmith is built, it can be used as equipment for skeletons.

"After training for so long, it's time to test the results in combat..."

After practicing the Knight's Breathing Technique, Lin Qi's strength improved significantly, which was clearly reflected in his personal strength panel.

Name: Lynch Warren.

Occupation: Apprentice Knight.

Attributes: Strength 1.3, Agility 1.5, Constitution 1.1, Spirit 0.3.

掌握技能：支配亡灵lv1（482/500）、狂化·蛮力呼吸法lv1（36/500）。

Except for mental attributes, all of his attributes have exceeded 1, surpassing the average level of an average adult male.

With this set of standard equipment and the assistance of Skull 1, Lynch felt it was time to leave the Resting Land and explore the vast Bone Wasteland.

Firstly, we need to recruit more skeletons, and secondly, we need to prepare for establishing a new base to mine mineral resources.

"Click! Click! Click!"

Just then, a sound suddenly rang out from ahead.

Sharp and piercing, like the sound of two bones rubbing together.

Lin Qi's gaze sharpened, and he immediately looked in the direction from which the sound came.

About thirty paces ahead, three swaying figures emerged from behind a low mound.

Those were three skeletons.

Their walking posture is strange and stiff, as if someone is manipulating marionettes with invisible strings, each step carrying a jerky mechanical feel.

It was a creature clad in tattered leather armor and wielding a cross-shaped sword.

It carries a round shield in addition to a cross-shaped sword.

There was another one with a thicker skeleton, carrying a long-handled two-handed battle axe.

Lynch held his breath and gripped the cross sword tightly in his hand.

"Three," he muttered to himself, a hint of eager anticipation flashing in his eyes. "The lowest-level wandering skeletons, probably between LV1 and LV3..."

"Let's start with them!"

Having made his decision, Lynch gripped his cross sword and, with Skull Number 1, strode toward the three skeletons.

here we go...

My first battle since I came into this world!

This is no longer a game!

It was a real, life-or-death battle!