Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

The Land of the Dead, a wasteland of bones.

"Click click click!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The sounds of bones grinding together and swords slicing through the air rose and fell, a battle was raging on the wasteland.

On one side of the battle were five wandering skeletons, while on the other side was a human leading several skeletons—none other than Lynch, the only living person in this land.

The number of skeletons gathered around Lynch had now increased to four.

In addition to the original Skull 1 and Skull 2, there is now a Skull 3 wielding a flail and a Skull 4 wielding a bow and arrow.

Both of these were controlled during the previous battle.

After the previous battle, Lynch's Undead Domination level was successfully upgraded to lv2.

[Dominate the Undead Lv2 (3/1000)]

Level 2 Undead Domination can dominate undead creatures below level 10, the maximum number of undead dominations has increased to 5, and the domination range of skeletons has also been increased to 50 meters.

After the battle, Lynch took the opportunity to recruit two new servants.

The battle, involving four skeletons and Lynch, the apprentice knight, lasted only a short while before it ended.

Lin Qi shook the bone fragments off his sword and looked around.

The remains of five skeletons lay scattered on the ground. Some had their skulls split open, some had their spines broken, and one had its eye socket pierced by an arrow from a skeleton archer. The green flames were completely extinguished.

Behind him, four skeletons stood silently.

On the far left is Skull 1, which no longer carries a weapon.

He carried two bulging burlap sacks on his back, filled with odds and ends captured in the battle just now.

Several rusty swords, a fairly intact iron shield, and a dozen or so bones in good condition.

Lin Qi's gaze fell on the battlefield where the battle had just ended.

Of the five scattered skeletons, one was the most intact, with only two broken ribs, an intact spine, and no cracked skull. The soul flame within the skull was still flickering.

Lin Qi walked over, squatted down, and placed his palm on the skeleton.

Control the undead, activate.

An invisible force surged into the skeleton, enveloping the remaining fragment of the soul. The skeleton began to tremble and begin to coalesce, the broken ribs making a soft "crackling" sound as they returned to their original positions, one by one.

A moment later, the skeleton stood up unsteadily.

It was smaller and thinner than Skull 1, with a slender frame, but it stood upright. In its empty eye sockets, two nascent green flames burned quietly.

The fifth one.

Lin Qi nodded in satisfaction and casually picked up a rusty sword that was still in relatively good condition from the ground and tossed it to it.

"Take it."

The new skeleton took the sword and quietly stood at the end of the line.

Lin Qi dusted off his hands, looked up, and scanned his surroundings.

This is a hilly area, with surrounding mounds that are higher than elsewhere, undulating like silent graves.

There were even more bones scattered on the ground, some half-buried in the soil, and some piled up into small mounds that crunched when stepped on.

Just as he was about to signal the group to continue forward, he suddenly caught something out of the corner of his eye.

In the distance, behind a mound, something was shimmering.

That was...light?

Lin Qi squinted and looked in that direction.

The crimson light of the blood moon enveloped the entire wasteland; the gray-black earth, the pale bones—everything was shrouded in a somber and oppressive hue.

But in that direction, there was indeed something reflecting light—a dim yet clearly visible light, like the cold glow of a black mirror refracting moonlight.

Lin Qi's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of something.

"Could it be...?"

He started walking quickly in that direction.

Behind them, five skeletons followed closely, the crunching sound of bones grinding together filling the air.

After rounding the mound, the sight before him made Lynch stop in his tracks.

That was a small hill.

No, it's not a mountain.

It was a small hill made up of countless black crystals, about three or four meters high, with a base diameter of nearly ten meters.

The crystals varied in size, some as small as a fist and others as large as a head, and were piled up in layers, gleaming with a dark, cold light under the blood moon.

Shadow Stone.

Moreover, it's not just scattered veins of ore; it's a complete mine!

Lynch's eyes lit up immediately.

Shadowstone Ore!

This is the most important basic resource in the world of the dead.

It is needed to build cemeteries, blacksmith shops, and even more so to recruit undead heroes; it covers almost all the major buildings in the undead world.

And this is what we see before us—

This is a real mineral deposit, enough to support him in building the basic infrastructure!

Lin Qi took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and strode towards the mine.

Five skeletons followed behind, their footsteps echoing clearly across the silent wasteland.

When they reached a point not far from the foot of the mountain, Lin Qi suddenly stopped.

What did he see?

At the foot of the mine, next to a protruding black crystal, leans a skull.

That skeleton was unlike any I had ever seen before.

Its skeleton was more robust, and the surface of its bones had a faint ivory-colored sheen, unlike the pale and dry appearance of ordinary skeletons.

His shoulder blades were broad and thick, and his arm bones were large. Every bone looked as if it had been carefully polished, exuding a solid and powerful texture.

It was wearing a complete set of leather armor.

It wasn't the tattered, half-fallen kind, but real leather armor, with iron plates covering the shoulders, copper plates inlaid on the chest, and a wide leather belt around the waist with several small leather pouches hanging from it.

A sword was stuck in the ground beside it.

It was a two-handed greatsword, with a long blade, nearly 1.5 meters in length. The hilt was wrapped in black leather, the guard was a simple cross shape, and a dark red gem was set at the pommel.

The blade gleamed with a chilling light under the blood moon, without a trace of rust, as sharp as if it had just been polished.

What made Lin Qi's heart clench the most were the two flames in its eye sockets.

It wasn't the eerie green phosphorescence of a regular skeleton.

The flames were deep red, like congealed blood or burning rubies.

It throbbed slowly in its eye sockets, each throb carrying a steady rhythm, as if something was quietly observing the world through those two flames.

Lynch's breath hitched slightly.

Elite Skeleton!

In the Undead World, there exist even more powerful beings above ordinary skeletons.

They were often true warriors in life, and even after death, they retained some of their fighting instincts.

Their bones are harder, their strength greater, and their soul fire more enduring. Some elite skeletons can even master basic combat skills, knowing how to block, dodge, and find weaknesses in their enemies.

And the body before us...

Lynch's gaze fell on the two-handed greatsword, on its intact leather armor, and on the deep red flames.

He slowly tightened his grip on the cross-shaped sword in his hand.

Behind him, five skeletons stood silently, awaiting orders.

The mine is right in front of us.

But to take it down, you have to get past this hurdle first.