All of France: The ancient king's dream, inheriting the curse of the abyss.

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Even more precious is the almost intact demon tiger corpse before us! Apart from a broken rib and internal injuries, the fur, bones, claws, and muscles are all perfectly preserved. This is simply the most perfect embryo for summoning the undead!

"Heaven is on my side." Without hesitation, Logo immediately began to deal with the scene.

"Undead - Possession - Corpse Beast!"

Logo slammed his hands onto the demon tiger's corpse, and the vast necromantic magic energy within him poured out like a flood.

This time, he went all out.

In addition to the wisp of demonic tiger remnant he had just captured, he also pulled out more than a dozen servant-level remnants he had painstakingly collected over this period from the stardust!

A dozen or so eerie blue lights, enveloped in black mist, frantically burrowed into the demonic tiger's corpse.

"roar--!!!"

The demon tiger's corpse, which had been dead, suddenly began to tremble violently.

The black aura of death enveloped it like a cocoon. Nourished by the death aura, the wounds torn by the white bone demonic wolves on the demonic tiger's body began to heal at a visible speed. The originally bright red blood turned into pitch-black corpse fluid, and the muscle fibers became thicker and harder, as if they had turned into black steel.

A moment later, the black mist dissipated.

A brand new undead creature appeared before Logo.

It was even larger than it had been in life, its once vibrant fur now a dull gray-black, emanating a suffocating aura of corpses. Its eyes were no longer the pupils of a wild beast, but rather two burning crimson flames of the soul, exuding an aura of savagery and destruction.

Netherworld Corpse Tiger!

It slowly stood up, and with each step it took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

Logo stepped forward and placed his hand on its forehead, which was as hard as rock.

"Servant-level advanced stage..." Logo felt the power fluctuations emanating from its body, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Moreover, because its corpse is intact, and with the enhancement from more than a dozen remnant souls, its strength and defense are even three points stronger than the Bone Demon Wolf!"

If the Bone Demon Wolf is an agile and cunning assassin, then this Netherworld Corpse Tiger is a heavily armored war machine capable of crushing everything in its path.

"roar……"

The Netherworld Corpse Tiger let out a low growl and obediently rubbed against Logo's palm.

Looking at the two undead generals emanating terrifying auras on his left and right, Logo felt more confident than ever before.

"With a wolf and a tiger, the wilderness of Bo City is well worth venturing into."

Logo collected the two undead and disappeared into the night.

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Time flies like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, the second year of high school is about to come to an end.

Currently, Logo possesses two undead henchmen at the advanced stage of the servant level, and has accumulated a full thirty pure remnant souls in the undead stardust. This foundation is something that even some inexperienced novice mages in Bo City would find difficult to match, let alone high school students of the same age.

"Is it finally coming? The annual practical assessment."

Looking at the prominent countdown on the blackboard, Logo twirled his pen, his eyes calm.

For the other students, this was a life-or-death test that would determine their fate, a terrifying trial where they would face demons for the first time. But for Logo, who had already been covered in blood in the wild, it was nothing more than a predictable, uneventful scene.

The top class has a total of 100 students, who will be divided into 5 groups, with about 20 students in each group.

They will be accompanied by teachers, and there will also be two instructors leading the group.

Each group had its own large bus, so five school buses carried a group of young magicians out of the city.

The route has been roughly decided, and we will be heading to Xuefeng Mountain Station.

Xuefeng Mountain Station is an important small village for hunters of the Hunter Alliance to connect with Bo City for supplies. The entire village is built in the valley.

The bus drove into the mountains, and quite a while passed.

During this time, Logo was not idle and continued to cultivate.

Although Logo is now at the initial level three, he still feels a strong sense of urgency.

With less than a year until the disaster in Bo City, if Logo cannot reach the intermediate level, he has no chance of surviving.

We finally arrived at Xuefeng Mountain Station.

Despite being called a small village, it's not some simple, humble settlement. The post station is flanked by incredibly steep cliffs, hundreds of meters high, where you have to crane your neck to see the sky.

The cliffs on both sides formed a natural barrier, and the valley road was locked at both ends by two huge stone gates, making the entire post station village a fortified town trapped in the valley.

"This is Xuefeng Mountain Village. It is said that apart from those flying demons or high-level demons with strong climbing abilities, this Xuefeng Mountain fortress town is enough to keep most of the evil creatures outside the safe zone. Moreover, since the Xuefeng Mountain Post Station was built, we haven't heard any terrifying reports of demons injuring people in the safe zone for several years." Zhang Jianguo got off the bus and looked at the huge guardian stone gate, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Teacher, I heard that this guardian stone gate was made by Zhang Yuheng, a famous earth mage and architect in our Bo City. No magic below the intermediate level can shake it?" Zhou Min, the top student, asked eagerly.

"Yes, the stone gate looks a bit old, but in fact, its sturdiness is no less than that of steel." Zhang Jianguo walked ahead, holding a three-group flag in his hand, just like a tour guide leading a group of students to visit the ancient city.

Before long, the buses of the other four groups arrived one after another, and a hundred top students from Tianlan Magic High School gathered under the imposing stone gate.

There were sentry posts on both sides of the stone gate. One of them, a military mage who was not in uniform, was leisurely playing with a cluster of flames in his palm. The small flames were like obedient little pets, nimbly floating on his fingertips and occasionally dancing around him, looking elegant and magical.

This man is none other than Zhan Kong, the Military Intelligence Bureau Chief of the Bocheng Military Region!

When Logo saw Zhan Kong there, he knew that Zhan Kong was in the mood to show off and was waiting here to put on a big show when the students who came for training arrived!

"Hey, Boss Zhan Kong, what brings you here on duty today?" Luo Yunbo looked up and said with a smile to the fire mage who was playing with flames.

"Having nothing better to do, I heard a batch of high school girls are arriving today, so I came to check it out." The man named Zhan Kong didn't hide his true nature at all, chuckling as he said, "I heard there's a rare find among this year's students—a necromancer. I'd like to see what level this necromancer is at. Where is he? Come out and let me see him?"

Logo sighed. He knew it. The necromancy magic system, which was rare even in the whole country, could never keep a low profile.

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