Isaac looked at the pale violet crystal in his hand, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. The most important step was complete.
Isaac walked to a corner of the laboratory, where a complex ritual had long been prepared. When the pale violet crystal in his hand flew into the center of the ritual, the transparent number floating above the ritual array instantly soared from zero to 880 percent!
Though it had not reached the maximum of one thousand, Isaac's lips still curled upward in delight.
The reason was simple. Before the pale violet crystal had been completed, he had been unable to use the Golden Finger to observe the ritual's fault tolerance. In other words, the 880 percent fault tolerance had relied mostly on Isaac's own mastery of rituals and his understanding of his Golden Finger.
Still, to be safe, this level was clearly not enough.
As usual, Isaac first inspected the ritual with his own eyes, identifying and patching its flaws, then compared the results with those of the Golden Finger. In the end, as always, a ritual with one thousand percent fault tolerance emerged.
"Phew... Haa..."
After taking two deep breaths, Isaac's expression turned solemn. Although the Golden Finger's calculations had basically confirmed that the initial objective had been achieved, he could not let his guard down. Until the result was completely in, anything was possible.
Moreover, this was his first time trading with an Outer God outside the Real World. Though the other Mad Witches had said there was little difference between the two, he still needed to be more careful.
With a thought from Isaac, the ritual before him gave off an eerie radiance. A strange fluctuation gathered, then rose into the void.
In that instant, Isaac sensed a wondrous power—
It was a gate!