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

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From his awakening until now, in just a year and a half, Logo has accomplished what many mages take three or four years to achieve. If word got out, this speed would be enough to eclipse any so-called genius.

Reaching the third level of the initial stage means that Logo has reached the pinnacle of an initial-stage mage. The next step is to break through the barrier separating low-stage and mid-stage mages—the mid-stage bottleneck.

This step was significantly more difficult. It required not only the accumulation of magical energy, but also a breakthrough in mental strength, a deeper understanding of the nature of magic, and a crucial opportune moment. Logo could feel that solid barrier; he tried to break through it several times, but could only slightly loosen it, far from breaking it.

"It can't be rushed." Logo was very clear-headed. "The intermediate stage is a qualitative leap, it requires slow and steady progress. I've only been training for a short time, reaching the intermediate stage isn't an easy thing, I have to take it slowly..."

While steadily attempting to break through to the intermediate level, Logo did not stop. He knew that the core advantage of the necromancer class lay in its balance of quantity and quality.

"One skeletal wolf is strong enough, but not enough. I need more help when facing complex situations or groups of enemies."

His gaze turned to the depths of the undead space. As his cultivation level increased, he could vaguely sense that it could accommodate more than one undead creature.

Collect the remaining fragments and summon the second undead!

Logo put this goal on his agenda. He hunted even more diligently and became more selective in choosing the remnants of the undead. He needed to prepare enough start-up capital for his second undead, and even began to look for stronger demons to obtain their remnants in order to create an undead warrior with special abilities, different from the Bone Demon Wolf.

Around Bo City, the ecosystem of demons is not limited to the demon wolf clan.

Based on the information pieced together by Logo from ancient books in the library and scattered information from the hunter's tavern, the "Black Pine Forest" area northeast of Bo City, while primarily the territory of demon wolves, occasionally sees "Shadow Tigers" roaming from deeper mountains hunting there. These demons are rare, elusive, and possess individual combat strength far exceeding that of one-eyed demon wolves of the same level, making them formidable figures that even lone hunters are reluctant to provoke.

And this was precisely the target that Logo had carefully chosen for his second undead.

"The White Bone Wolf's advantage lies in its fearless frontal charge and sturdy skeletal defense, but it still lacks agility, stealth, and burst power." While training in the mass grave, Logo had already figured it out in his mind. "Only a warrior that combines strength and speed and is good at stealth and assassination can better deal with complex situations."

So, for a period of time afterward, Logo quietly shifted his hunting grounds. He no longer frequently appeared in the southern wolf-infested area, but instead turned his attention to the more desolate and densely wooded northeastern black pine forest.

The atmosphere here was completely different from that of the demon wolf territory. Gone was the clamor of pack monsters; replaced by the deathly silence and oppressive feeling of a solitary predator. The air was thick with the pungent odor of pine resin and the stench of some large feline.

The search took longer than expected. The Shadow Tigers were extremely alert, territorial, and had a wide range of activity. Logo, leading the Bone Wolves like patient hunters, spent several weekends before finally catching a glimpse of their target one evening.

It was a Shadow Tiger in its prime, nearly 1.5 meters tall at the shoulder and over 3 meters long. Its smooth muscles rippled beneath its dark fur, which was adorned with dark blue markings. As it moved, it almost blended into the shadows of the forest. It was licking its forepaws, and beside it lay a deer whose throat had just been bitten off.

"This is it." Logo held his breath, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He didn't act rashly. The Shadow Tiger was known for its speed and explosive power, and a hasty attack could easily result in a counterattack or even its escape. He first used a mental link to have the Bone Wolf slowly approach from downwind, creating a sense of pressure and attracting the Tiger's attention.

"roar--!"

Sensing the approaching aura of the undead, the Shadow Tiger immediately stopped eating, turned around, and let out a low, threatening roar, its azure tiger eyes fixed on the Bone Wolf that emerged from the shadows.

Its wild instincts allowed it to sense the aura of death emanating from the other party that it loathed, and... a hint of danger.

The battle erupted instantly!

The demonic tiger left a trail of afterimages as it pounced on the skeletal wolf with astonishing speed, its claws aimed straight for its heart! The skeletal wolf showed no weakness, lowering its head to withstand the attack with its hardest skull while simultaneously slashing back with its bone claws.

"Bang! Clang!"

Claws clashed against bones, sparks flying. The demonic tiger was no match for the bone wolf in strength, and was knocked back several times in the clashes. However, it was more agile, circling the bone wolf at high speed, searching for openings, and launching swift pounces from time to time, leaving deep claw marks on the bone wolf's body.

The battle was at one point deadlocked. The skeletal wolves had formidable defenses, but their speed couldn't keep up; the demonic tigers attacked fiercely, but they struggled to inflict fatal wounds on the skeletal wolves.

However, this was the opportunity that Logo had been waiting for.

Just as the Demon Tiger skillfully dodged the Bone Wolf's bite once again, its old strength exhausted and new strength yet to be generated, Logo, who had been lurking in the treetops higher up, made his move!

The necromantic star trail he had been preparing for a long time lit up instantly, but what he released was not a summoning spell, but a low-level necromantic spell, Grasp of the Dead!

Several withered, ghostly hands made of gray-black death energy suddenly emerged from the shadows beneath the demonic tiger's feet, gripping its limbs and waist tightly! Although this control could only last for a second or two, and its effect on the vigorous demonic tiger was greatly reduced, in this lightning-fast exchange, this momentary stagnation was enough to be fatal!

"Now!" Logo roared inwardly.

The white bone wolf below, which had already received the order, had its ghostly fire blazing in its eyes. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it abandoned all defense and poured all its strength into its forelimbs, ramming them like a battering ram into the temporarily restrained demon tiger!

"boom!"

The demonic tiger was struck squarely in the side, the dull thud of bones shattering clearly audible. It howled in agony, sent flying through the air by the immense force, crashing heavily into a pine tree, blood gushing from its mouth and nose, clearly severely injured.

The outcome is decided.

The white-boned wolf pounced immediately, giving its opponent no chance to breathe, and its fatal bite ended the life of the jungle hunter.

"Well done." Logo leaped down from the tree and let out a long sigh of relief. This battle demonstrated his tactical improvement; he was no longer simply relying on brute force against the undead, but had begun to utilize the environment and his own crowd control abilities as a mage.

He first collected the extremely high-quality, dark blue remnant soul that floated on the demon tiger's corpse. To his surprise, because it was a near-complete kill, the remnant soul's energy was exceptionally pure and abundant.

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