Chapter 326 - 123: The Death Codex! Lynch Has a Legacy

Chapter 326: Chapter 123: The Death Codex! Lynch Has a Legacy

This technique’s ability to strengthen the physical body compensated for a Necromancer’s greatest weakness.

And refining a Lifebound Profound Corpse would grant him an avatar with a linked mind—effectively a second life. It was a divine skill practically tailor-made for him.

Almost instantly, Lynch thought of the most suitable material for refining the Lifebound Profound Corpse—Grom.

That was a formidable physical body that had transformed into an Abyssal Demon and reached Tier Seven strength.

If he could use it as the foundation to refine a Lifebound Profound Corpse, its high starting point and immense potential would absolutely make it his best option right now.

However...

Lynch thought of Viscount Golding’s corpse and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret. That was the body of a Tier Seven Holy Knight, also extremely suitable for refining a Lifebound Profound Corpse.

’An Abyssal System Profound Corpse and a Holy Light System Profound Corpse... what a picture... Tsk, the very thought is beautiful.’

’Lester didn’t seem to say I could only have one Lifebound Profound Corpse, did he!?’

’Based on my understanding, as long as my soul is strong enough and I have enough resources, it should be theoretically possible to refine several. I could even upgrade them like equipment, replacing old Profound Corpses with stronger ones... That doesn’t seem impossible, does it?’

At this thought, his heart burned with even greater excitement.

Just as he was about to head to his desk and start reading, an energetic Dragon Flame pounced on him, barking, "ARF ARF ARF!" and excitedly latched onto his leg, trying to climb up.

That’s right, that’s how Kobolds barked, which is also where their race’s name came from.

Kobolds didn’t actually have the heads of dogs on human bodies; in fact, they looked more like lizards.

Seeing Dragon Flame start to play, Esther flapped her wings and flew over to join the fun.

Lynch sighed in resignation and played with the two little ones for a while, then fed Dragon Flame some tasty treats.

Only after Dragon Flame had eaten and drunk his fill, curled up in his fur-lined den, and started snoring softly did Esther crawl into her own crystal coffin and fall into a deep sleep.

The room finally fell silent.

Phew...

Lynch wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

’Thank goodness these two little ones are at an age where they sleep a lot. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to handle them.’

By now, the sky outside the window had grown dim.

Lynch went ahead and switched on a Magic Lamp for illumination before sitting down behind his desk. He took out the *Death Codex* and laid it flat on the tabletop.

He composed himself and, following the method Lester had mentioned in his letter, focused his mind to simulate the "soul ripples" of a few specific spoken syllables.

"Open, Sesame!"

That’s right. This was the password for the knowledge lock Lester had designed for the Death Codex.

A truly classic choice.

Of course, now that Lynch had inherited the Death Codex, he could reset the password.

Suddenly.

HUM...

A resonant feeling originating from the depths of his soul shook him to his core.

He could feel an invisible bond forming between himself and the codex.

The next moment.

On the obsidian-black cover, streams of runic light suddenly flared before transforming into motes of flowing light that merged back into the codex.

Immediately after, the heavy cover opened on its own, revealing the title page.

Only a single line of text was written on the title page.

"Death is but a beginning!"

This line was written in the Common Tongue. The script was completely different from Lester’s somewhat scrawled handwriting; instead, it exuded a sense of stability and rigor. The bottom edge of the entire line was perfectly level, making the whole thing as beautiful as printed type.

Below this line of text was a profound and complex pattern.

Lynch took but a single glance and felt a vast, profound aura wash over him.

He took a deep breath, cast aside all distracting thoughts, and turned to the first page...

＊＊＊＊＊＊

While Lynch was engrossed in reading the Death Codex...

At the entrance to Lakefront Town, the busiest inspection period of the day was drawing to a close.

The afterglow of the sunset stretched the shadows of the guard post long.

Fully armed Soldiers from the Ninth Battle Battalion and their auxiliary militiamen were still meticulously carrying out their inspection procedures: verifying entry and exit passes and registering and confirming the information of newcomers.

Everything was in perfect order.

Suddenly.

A squad leader on duty, a Tier One with keener perception, furrowed his brow. He glanced around but found nothing.

He turned to his companion and asked, "Did you guys feel that...? It felt like something went WHOOSH, right past us, really fast."

Hearing this, the other Soldiers subconsciously tightened their grips on their weapons and carefully scanned their surroundings, but they didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary.

They all shook their heads.

"Didn’t see anything, Cap."

"Was it the wind?" "Probably just a stray cat."

The squad leader looked around suspiciously once more, but he truly saw nothing. He could only shake his head. "Maybe I’m just too tense, and my eyes are playing tricks on me. Everyone, stay sharp."

「Meanwhile.」

On a secluded street corner not far from the guard post, the air rippled slightly like water.

Immediately after.

A slender, graceful figure slowly materialized, as if precipitating out of the air itself.

It was a woman, clad in a suit of exquisite leather armor that perfectly accentuated her stunning figure.

She had a beautiful face, both alluring and sharp. The corners of her mouth were turned up in a faint smile.

She gazed with interest at the streets of Lakefront Town, which were gradually lighting up and bustling with people. Her voice held a hint of lazy amusement. "Lakefront Town... Much livelier than the reports said. The guards are diligent, I’ll give them that. A pity... it’s not enough."

With a single movement, she melted into the crowd like a shadow, her footsteps light and silent as she began to stroll down the increasingly lively evening streets.