After one hourglass had passed, the cage bars opened automatically. Lynn put "Rogue" into the Undead Ring and calmly walked out of the cage.
He would go back and see whether the laboratory had any high-energy flesh suitable for it. It would be even better if he could directly nurture it into advancing to Lv. 2.
Lynn felt that this entrance examination was practically an "enrollment benefit" for the strong. Not only were there communal "experience packs," there were also Undead to tame.
Of course, for weaker apprentices, it truly was a life-or-death trial.
The cage bars opened one after another. Compared with when they had entered, nearly one-third of the people who emerged were missing.
Those apprentices who had failed to condense a Mental Core had only managed to kill Living Corpses in a few rare cases, relying on powerful Wizard Artifacts, large quantities of potions, or special traps.
The vast majority remained forever in those cold cages, becoming corpses that gradually stiffened on the ground.
These corpses would not go to waste either. The Academy would make use of them, and perhaps familiar faces would appear somewhere again in the future.
The wizard instructor in the air swept his gaze across the survivors below, whose expressions varied, and coldly announced:
"Siege of the Corpse has ended. The next stage is the second trial—Whispers of the Dead."
The instructor's icy voice rang out again, suppressing all other noise.
"At midnight tomorrow, everyone is to gather at the entrance to the first level of the Eternal Tomb. Bring your Nameplates."
"Dismissed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chimera beat its wings, whipping up a gust of chilling wind as it carried the instructor swiftly toward the spire and vanished.
The smell of blood had yet to dissipate from the