Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

Lynch stood atop a high mountain, the blood moon spreading crimson behind him. His deep purple protective cloak fluttered wildly in the wind.

Before him, a three-dimensional holographic map unfolded in the void, its pale blue light appearing particularly cold under the reflection of the blood moon.

That was a system-generated holographic battlefield map, which presented the terrain, troop strength, and fortifications within a radius of several miles in precise geometric shapes.

On the left is the Labour checkpoint, an area densely packed with red dots, one on top of another, layer upon layer, too many to count.

On the right is his military position, marked with green dots: hills, ravines, arrow towers, magic cannons, and his undead army.

The green dots are distributed in an orderly manner, like chess pieces placed on a chessboard.

Lynch's gaze lingered on the map for a few seconds, quickly scanning the range of each arrow tower, the charging status of each magic cannon, and the coverage area of ​​each trench.

After confirming there were no oversights, he gently slid his finger across the light screen, tapping the green dot representing Diego, and then swiped it outwards.

On the map, the green dot broke away from its position and began moving towards the Labour checkpoint.

On the wasteland below the mountain, Diego rode a ghostly warhorse toward the checkpoint.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed across the silent wasteland, growing louder and more urgent.

One kilometer.

500 meters.

Three hundred meters.

Without slowing down or stopping, unlike the previous times when it merely observed from afar, it charged straight towards the ruins.

The sound of horses' hooves had already reached the ruins of the Labour Pass. The undead clinging to the rubble of the city walls all turned their heads in unison.

Within their empty eye sockets, the flames of their souls began to flicker violently.

"Whoosh—" A sharp sound of wind breaking tore through the night sky.

A crescent-shaped sword aura shot out from the blade, flying straight towards the front of the checkpoint. The sword aura sliced ​​across the wasteland with a piercing shriek, striking heavily into a group of skeletons in the very front row.

"Snap—!"

The sound of bones shattering echoed throughout. Wherever the sword energy passed, skeletons were snapped in half like wheat cut by a scythe, bone fragments flying everywhere, and the green flames extinguished.

Instantly!

The undead affected by the sword energy instantly went berserk. They opened their lipless mouths, letting out silent roars, and then charged towards Diego with stiff steps.

Hundreds and thousands, tens of thousands of the dead were attracted.

Diagor turned his horse around and galloped back towards the position.

Behind them, the tide of the dead relentlessly pursued them.

The ground trembled, and on the distant horizon, large swaths of dust rose, the billowing sand forming a gray curtain that obscured the light of the blood moon.

Beneath the dust and sand lay countless, endless, dead souls.

Two kilometers.

One kilometer.

500 meters!

The undead army has entered the pre-determined war zone.

Lynch lightly swiped his finger across the holographic map.

The green icons representing magical fortifications lit up simultaneously.

On the hilltop, the cannons of the magic cannons began to glow, like the light of lava flowing inside the barrels.

A pale blue orb of light lit up the top of the Magic Arrow Tower, crackling in the air as arcs of electricity danced between the tower's spires.

At that moment, the cannons and arrow towers, engraved with runes, were all aimed at the surging sea of ​​undead.

Then he pressed it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The magic cannon whistled as it spewed out orange-red beams of light, which traced arcs in the air before crashing into the densest part of the undead tide.

The moment the beam of light hit the ground, the earth trembled violently, and clusters of orange-red fireballs rose into the air, with flames and shockwaves sweeping in all directions.

Hordes of the dead were reduced to fragments in the explosion.

The pale blue orb of magic arrow tower also flew out, and exploded in the air, turning into countless tiny light arrows that poured down like a rainstorm.

The light arrows pierced the skulls of the skeletons, shattered the chests of the zombies, and embedded themselves in the bodies of the undead. Each light arrow, crackling with blinding electricity, bounced and leaped through the horde of undead, clearing an entire area.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The second salvo.

Round three.

The fourth round.

The magical beams intertwined in the night sky, forming a dense network of firepower, each landing taking away hordes of undead.

The explosion illuminated the entire wasteland as if it were daytime, and shattered bones and dust were thrown into the air by the shockwave and then fell like rain.

However, some undead were still able to break through this barrage of fire. Some fell into the trenches that Lynch had laid, while others stepped on the skeletons of the former and rushed into the position.

What awaited them was—

"Clang! Clang!" A loud sword sound exploded in the air.

Eighteen dungeon skeletons simultaneously drew their longswords, shields facing forward and blades pointing outward, forming a steel dam to meet the remnants of the undead army crawling out of the ravine.

The next second, the battle between the two sides suddenly began!

The sound of bones colliding was as dense as rain, and sparks flew as the sword blade struck the skeleton.

Thor burst out from the flank, sweeping his hammer and sending five or six undead flying, their skeletons crumbling in mid-air.

Grom crouched on the ground, firing continuously from the crossbow on his back. Bone spears shot into the undead horde one after another, each capable of piercing through several skeletons.

The three heads of the three-headed dog opened simultaneously, displaying blue, red, and gray lights that flashed continuously.

The three Minotaur brothers charged straight into the horde of undead, taking down one of them with a single punch.

Diego, riding his undead warhorse, circled around from the other side of the battlefield, his greatsword sweeping across the battlefield, unstoppable.

The death rays of the skeletal warhorse swept across the undead horde, and wherever they passed, the undead fell in swathes like grass cut by a scythe.

Standing atop the mountain, Lin Qi looked at the magnificent scene before him and felt every nerve in his body screaming.

This is not a scene from a game, played through a computer screen using a mouse and keyboard.

This is a real battlefield, a true battle of blood and fire, an epic saga!

"Exciting! This is so exciting!"

......

A few days later, in the Undead world, in the Stormwind City study.

In the study, Lin Qi was flipping through a library book in his hands.

The war at the Raboul Pass won't end in a day or two; it will take at least several months to conquer.

That's already considered fast.

If we follow the game's timeline, the average time to conquer the Krabul levels is about six months to a year.

If he hadn't exploited a bug to clear the dungeon, he'd probably still be dug trenches obediently.

After briefly experiencing the joy of battlefield command and appreciating the magnificent battlefield, Lin Qi handed over the battlefield to the undead servants to handle.

Since the strategy and tactics have already been arranged, all subsequent attacks will proceed according to the same pattern.

Diego rode his skeletal warhorse to the front of the Labour Pass, swaggering around and pulling a wave of undead into the enemy lines. Then came the relentless bombardment from arrow towers and magic cannons, and the undead army's rampage.

After a brief period of rest and recuperation following the battle, 500 support skeletons arrived to repair the damaged arrow towers and magic cannons, and clear the trenches filled with bones.

Replenish the lost undead, those that should be returned to the graveyard should be returned, and those that should be reassigned should be reassigned.

After all preparations were completed, a new battle began.

He only needs to check the system's battle reports periodically and keep an eye on the battlefield data.

He still focused his attention on his current studies.

These past few days, Lynch has been focusing on learning the knowledge of the Great Library, unlocking the magical knowledge he has swept up in the dungeon, and absorbing and digesting it.

As Lin Qi absorbed this knowledge, he became increasingly curious about the world...