Mi Family God!

Hearing the name God of Blood and Bone, Evans was startled. He sprang from his chair and stared at Isaac in horror. This madman actually wanted to create a god!

God-making was a forbidden subject in the wizarding world.

The power of gods was incomparably great, so wizards had always tried to create gods—and control them!

But successful cases...

There had not been a single successful one!

The main point of failure was the second part—controlling the god!

If one merely created a god, it was difficult, but not impossibly so. There had been quite a few successful cases, involving both true gods and Outer Gods, but not one had successfully controlled its creation.

A life possessing a complete sense of self would never willingly submit to another's control.

The closest achievement was the friendly cooperation attained by ancient wizard sects like the Flesh Cult, and only after they had used their formidable strength to have a "friendly discussion" with the gods.

Thus, by now, god-making experiments had completely become taboo. Whoever touched them died.

And now, Isaac actually wanted to create a god?

To be honest, Isaac's plan had an extremely high chance of success. He had a God Corpse in his hands. Though it was only a relatively incomplete portion, with their abilities and the technical support within the sect, creating a god based on it would not be difficult.

And with the support of a god, the war in the Norwayman Kingdom could be ended in minutes.

Their own strength would also rise rapidly and safely.

But all of that had one prerequisite—they had to successfully control this god!

Otherwise, it would all be empty fantasy. With their strength, they would die horribly, horribly miserably!

So this plan could not possibly succeed. It was nothing more than a dead end.

However, Isaac did not see it that way, because he had a cheat!

In truth, the correct use of Isaac's Golden Finger was not in the Outer God Trade Ritual. The most important aspect of his Golden Finger was that as long as the conditions were met and there were no mistakes during execution—or the mistakes remained within a controllable range—the matter would succeed with absolute certainty!

It was only during Outer God Trade Rituals that Outer Gods would usually employ tricks outside the rules to induce more mistakes and cause the ritual to fail, allowing them to collect souls. That was why Isaac usually stacked the success rate up to one thousand percent during an Outer God Trade Ritual!

That gave him enough room for error. As long as the success rate did not drop below one hundred percent, his transaction with an Outer God would absolutely not fail!

But that was limited to dealings with Outer Gods. When Isaac normally used the Golden Finger to assist in spell research, he generally only stacked it to around one hundred and fifty percent, with two hundred percent being the maximum. As long as the number of mistakes did not exceed the threshold, one hundred percent was actually enough.

Therefore, in Isaac's view, this plan was actually very simple!

First, design a plan for creating a god and controlling it that had at least some chance of success. It did not matter if that chance was low, even one percent or one thousandth of a percent, so long as it was not zero.

Then he could use the Golden Finger's ability to fill in the gaps and gradually optimize the experimental plan. Once it had been optimized to the limit of what his current abilities could achieve, he could simply and brutally use the Golden Finger to forcefully raise the success rate.

He would not even need to raise it to the full thousand percent. Three or five hundred percent would be enough to ensure the experiment succeeded without fail!

Isaac had actually considered a similar plan back when he was in the Imperial Capital, but he had ultimately abandoned it. First, his store of knowledge had been far from sufficient at the time. Second, god-making required a great many materials to begin with, and adding the cost of increasing the margin for error with the Golden Finger would make it even more expensive.

So Isaac had passed on the plan back then, but times had changed.

Now, Isaac's knowledge had given him the foundation necessary to carry out this experiment. Moreover, after advancing to High Wizard, his authority within the Flesh Cult and Truth Association had increased, giving him access to a wealth of information.

More importantly, Evans had a god's corpse in his possession!

Though Isaac did not know how complete this God Corpse was, that did not matter. He could create Divinity Fragments, and his previous research had already proven that they could serve as raw materials for god-making!

They were practically universal materials!

However, if he used only artificial Divinity Fragments, the required quantity would be enormous—so enormous that it was beyond imagination!

And compared to that, material costs were only a minor issue. The biggest problem was that artificial Divinity Fragments had to be personally made by Isaac. They could not yet be produced automatically on an assembly line. At Isaac's current production efficiency, he could barely produce enough for Little Mouse to devour.

But that was if artificial Divinity Fragments were used as the sole material. If they were only used to restore the missing portions of the God Corpse, the quantity needed would not be too great. At the very least, Isaac was fully capable of supplying it.

So after learning that Evans possessed a relatively intact God Corpse, this idea had inevitably arisen in Isaac's mind!

Besides, they might not need to completely control this artificial god. There was something in this world called friendship!

The friendship of a god—a true god—would be entirely sufficient for Isaac to carry out their plan.

Seeing Evans's horrified expression, Isaac smiled faintly. He fully understood Evans's reaction. By now, he had grown quite used to it.

After considering his words slightly, Isaac laid out the broad outline of his plan. Naturally, he omitted the part about his Golden Finger and emphasized the part about befriending the god.

Sure enough, after hearing Isaac's plan, Evans was still shocked, but he found it somewhat more acceptable. At the very least, he strongly approved of the friendship aspect. It was far more reliable than trying to control a god.

After thinking for a moment, Evans nodded and reluctantly extended his right hand to shake Isaac's.

Isaac smiled in satisfaction. But when Evans saw Isaac's smile, the faint bit of confidence that had just risen in his heart suddenly vanished again...

It seemed, perhaps, maybe, possibly... he had fallen into a massive pit?

Evans's mouth twitched, but things had reached this point and he had no way back. Besides, honestly speaking, Isaac's plan did indeed seem highly feasible, whether it was saving Norwayman or creating a god.

At least, that was how it sounded...

After exchanging smiles, Isaac sat back down. He first put away the Magic Book Evans had given him. Then an eerie, profound glow of magical power flickered in his hand, and another Magic Book appeared.

Isaac handed the Magic Book to Evans and said with a smile, "This is a small gift. It should be of some help to your cause."

Evans blinked. His emotions had not fully settled yet, but he accepted the Magic Book and casually opened it. Then the emotions he had only just calmed became agitated once more!

"What is this?! Magic alone can't possibly achieve something like this, can it?" Evans stared wide-eyed at the Magic Book in his hands.

Isaac smiled faintly. Pure magic naturally could not achieve this level. This was the first pot of gold he had obtained from the Lord of Myriad Flesh.

That was right. What Isaac had given Evans was the Flesh Lair that the Lord of Myriad Flesh had optimized for him during his first Outer God Trade Ritual. This spell was incredibly sinister—and incredibly powerful!

Its magical foundation came from Isaac's innate magic, and Isaac's innate magic itself originated from demonic power. The subsequently modified Flesh Lair was likewise not merely a simple magical force. It had been personally crafted by the Dimension Demon God, the Lord of Myriad Flesh.

So, to be precise, it was not that the field of magic could not achieve the level of the Flesh Lair. Rather, it was absolutely impossible for a mere second-tier magical field to produce such a spell!

With only a corpse and some random flesh and blood, it could create living demonic creatures out of thin air!

Though their existence was severely limited in duration, they had tremendous potential!

Isaac had not tested it yet due to concerns over cost-effectiveness, but as long as he provided a sample and sufficient flesh and blood, this second-tier spell could even replicate third-tier demonic creatures!

Of course, they would certainly not be perfect. Powers such as divine authorities would be missing to some extent, but even so, the results were astonishing. Among second-tier spells, there was absolutely none more outstanding than it!

Thus, as a veteran High Wizard, Evans might not have gone particularly far down the path of a High Wizard, but his experience and knowledge were certainly abundant. At a glance, he could tell that there was something unusual about this spell.

That was why the hand holding the Magic Book trembled slightly. Isaac's identity as a mad wizard was no secret within the sect, and Isaac had never intended to conceal it.

And a spell in the hands of a mad wizard that possessed immense potential yet exceeded the boundaries of normal magic—its origin...

Seemed to require no further thought...

A spell bestowed by an Outer God...

Honestly, even if it was not the original version, he would not dare learn it or use it...

He had researched a god's corpse, something the churches viewed as utterly rebellious, but in truth, the greatest risk if that matter was exposed was that he would have to hand over the God Corpse, at least to the Flesh Cult. Otherwise, even his life would be in danger.

But correspondingly, as long as he handed it over, there would be no other problems.

As for the churches...

Honestly, the times had changed. This was no longer the age of gods. This was the age of wizards. Forget researching dead gods—even researching living gods was possible.

As long as one submitted a viable proposal to the Truth Association, one could conduct research openly. Under certain circumstances, even the church of the corresponding god had to cooperate with wizards in collecting samples for research!

In this era, even gods had to follow the rules of wizards!

Of course, that only applied to true gods. Outer Gods were not included.

So although Evans and Sowar dared to research and even steal the power of true gods, they did not dare reach for the power of Outer Gods, because Outer Gods would not abide by wizard rules.

Isaac saw Evans's concerns and understood that outsiders had many misconceptions about the power of mad wizards. So he smiled faintly and explained, "Don't worry. Although this spell came from the Lord of Myriad Flesh, it isn't the original version. Its power has also completely severed all connection to Him. You can use it without concern. It should be quite useful to you."

Hearing Isaac's words, Evans's trembling heart calmed somewhat. After all, he and Isaac were now in the same boat. Isaac had no reason to set him up here.

Of course, more importantly, although he had not formally learned the spell yet, he was still a High Wizard and had already gained a rough understanding of its effects.

The Flesh Lair truly deserved to be called a spell from an Outer God. Its offensive capabilities were indeed somewhat lacking, mainly because the preparation time was far too long, and the demonic creatures it created had limited lifespans.

But those were its only flaws. Everything else was an advantage.

As a High Wizard, Evans did not view spells so narrowly. The same spell might produce entirely different effects when applied in a different field.

Take the Flesh Lair, for example. If used offensively, it had many shortcomings. But what if it was used for defense?

If used defensively, those shortcomings would disappear. The place being defended was fixed, so preparation time did not matter, and there was no need to move. The only flaw might be its massive demand for Demonic Creature Blood Meat.

But even that was not impossible to resolve. As a High Wizard, he had many purchasing channels. Whether through the sect, the Truth Association, Lake Town, or even Isaac's side, there were sources of Demonic Creature Blood Meat that could meet their needs.

It would cost a great deal of money, but...

The money of Holy Kingship was not their own anyway. It all came from the support of various backers. And if they set up Flesh Lairs, the stability of Holy Kingship's territory would foreseeably improve greatly. That achievement would be enough to give the backers behind them a satisfactory answer.

Furthermore, once the territory stabilized, they would have their own production and income, forming a positive cycle of development!

This was something Evans had always longed for but had found difficult to achieve.

So even for that reason alone, even the power of an evil god was worth taking a risk on!

The difference was that without Isaac's guarantee, he would first conduct pilot tests in several locations and only expand it across the territory after confirming there were truly no problems.

Of course, even with Isaac's guarantee now, he would still first experiment in several places and only expand it after confirming its safety. After all, this was power from an evil god no matter how one looked at it. He did not dare gamble the future of Norwayman's people on it!

Evans looked at the Magic Book in his hands with a complicated expression. After a long while, he sighed and looked at Isaac. "No matter what, on behalf of Norwayman's people, thank you!"

As he spoke, Evans gave a deep bow.

Isaac raised an eyebrow but did not avoid it, because he knew that accepting it was the true way to respect Evans.

"If you really want to thank me, then take my research project a little more seriously," Isaac said with a faint smile.

Then he prepared to leave. On his way here, another High Wizard in need of a story had already come to his territory and was currently waiting there. He intended to strike while the iron was hot and finalize the research team in one go!

And he also wanted to know what special skill the last fellow possessed!

But just as Isaac was about to say goodbye, Evans hesitated for a moment. Then magical light flashed in his hand, and a mithril box engraved with magical runes appeared.

"This is...?" Isaac asked curiously.

"God Blood, God Bone, God Blood Meat, and Divinity Fragments!"