Chapter 422 - 137: Holy Light: Advent of the Silver Radiance Angel

Chapter 422: Chapter 137: Holy Light: Advent of the Silver Radiance Angel

Lynch pressed his advantage. While the wyvern was stunned, he lunged forward, grabbed the base of its wings with both hands, and ripped!

RIIIIP—!

SKREEE!!

The wyvern let out a piercing shriek. One of its wings had been brutally torn clean off, and scalding blood showered down like rain.

It struggled frantically, but under the crushing force of Xuan Yi’s absolute strength, its efforts were futile.

The Soul Fire in Lynch’s eyes pulsed as he wrapped both hands around its neck and gave it a vicious twist.

CRACK!

Its neck snapped.

A magnificent Tier Five wyvern, killed just like that!

’Haha, not a bad haul~’

Lynch had Xuan Yi hoist the behemoth, which weighed several tons, onto its shoulder. Then, with a beat of its wings, it soared into the sky and sped toward Lakefront Town.

Although carrying such a heavy load, Xuan Yi’s flight speed was inevitably hampered. It flew more slowly, but it could still fly.

「More than two hours later.」

Lynch returned to Lakefront Town and reunited with his main body.

Lynch’s consciousness returned to his own body. He looked at the still-warm wyvern corpse on the ground and began to consider what to do with it.

’Turn it into a zombie? No, after turning it into a Purple Zombie, its body would be too heavy. Besides, zombies are stiff. It would barely be able to fly...’

’Better to refine it into a Skeleton Servant.’

Next, Lynch summoned his Personal Guard and had them strip the wyvern of its flesh and hide.

The wyvern was a Tier Five Magical Beast, after all. Its hide could be tanned to make leather armor, and its flesh could be eaten once the poison glands were removed. The poison glands themselves could be used in medicine. Nothing should go to waste.

As for the wyvern’s skeleton, it was naturally tossed into the Undead structure known as the Corpse Mountain Bone Sea.

After the skeleton had steeped for half a month in the dense Negative Energy accumulated within the Corpse Mountain Bone Sea, once it was thoroughly saturated, he cast the "True Skeleton Resurrection Skill" upon it.

CRACKLE, CRACKLE!

Within the Corpse Mountain Bone Sea, a Skeleton Flying Dragon with a wingspan of nearly ten meters slowly rose. Its bones were pure white, most of its wing membranes were preserved, and an eerie green Soul Fire flickered faintly in its eye sockets.

’Excellent! A flying mount that possesses a Soul Fire!’ Lynch was overjoyed.

He now possessed two powerful mounts: a three-headed Hellhound Zombie and a "bone dragon"!

Although a wyvern had nothing to do with a true dragon, it was close enough. There was no harm in calling it a counterfeit bone dragon.

It would still look plenty impressive to ride.

However, while this "bone dragon" looked impressive, its power had dropped significantly after being converted into a Skeleton Servant.

Lynch felt a headache coming on as he looked at the massive Skeleton Flying Dragon before him.

Its skeleton was intact and most of its wing membranes remained, but it had lost the support of flesh and muscle. Combined with the inherent limitations of the Resurrection Skill, the behemoth’s current strength was only slightly greater than a Skeleton Guard’s.

If he actually took it into battle, it probably couldn’t even handle a Tier Four Magical Beast.

’Now, I’ll have to spend a ton of materials to level it up using the Skeleton Enhancement Skill...’

Lynch started counting on his fingers. The list of required materials included Negative Energy Crystals, high-quality bone powder, and various other rare components...

The thought of enhancing this behemoth from high Tier Three all the way to Tier Five—or even higher—made Lynch’s head throb.

The required resources were simply astronomical.

’This is the path I chose. I have to see it through, even if I have to cry my way to the end...’

Lynch rubbed his temples and smiled wryly.

However, just as he was about to grit his teeth and seclude himself for the grand project of strengthening his new mount, a Magic Letter from Saint Roland City threw his plans into disarray.

’A tri-school joint exam?’

Lynch opened the letter, and his eyebrows twitched as he recognized the familiar handwriting of his mentor, Annabella.

The letter mentioned that this year’s graduation exam would be unusual. A group from the Imperial Capital Academy had taken the lead in organizing a "tri-school joint examination." Graduates from Hurst Royal Academy, the Imperial Capital’s Royal Extraordinary Academy, and Silver Moon Academy from the southeastern Free City States would all compete for an overall ranking.

In the letter, his mentor demanded that he prepare well. If he failed to take first place in the joint exam, he could look forward to daily private lessons with her~

The mere thought of his mentor’s private lessons sent a shiver down Lynch’s spine. It was a fear that stemmed from the very depths of his soul!

’Perfect. Raising this Skeleton Flying Dragon will be a good way to build up my strength before the exam.’

And so, time passed. In the blink of an eye, it was early summer.

Only a few days remained until the start of the tri-school joint exam.

With the arrival of summer, the days grew noticeably longer. The Soldiers of the battle group had only just begun their morning drills, but the sun was already shining brightly.

In a remote corner of Lakefront Town, a patch of wasteland had been cleared to create a massive open space.

Parked in the clearing was a modified Goblin Airship.

This Goblin Airship was, of course, the one captured earlier. The original company livery and flag on its hull had been completely stripped away, replaced by the insignia of the North Wind Legion and the incredibly conspicuous name painted on its side: the Dawn.

A golden, double-headed eagle flag representing the Empire’s royal family and a battle flag of the Dawn Battle Group were hung from the airship’s bow and stern.

Below the airship, a few figures were gathered, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Why isn’t Senior Lynch here yet?" Lilith fretted, standing on her tiptoes. Her pale gold hair fluttered in the summer breeze, her face etched with anxiety. "If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late for registration!"