In the Evil God Kingdom, the instant Isaac interrupted the ritual, a ferocious giant beast sprawled across the wilderness slowly opened its eyes. A flicker of surprise passed through them. After all these years, a wizard had actually survived Its final ambush. What an interesting wiz—
"You bastard! You wretch! I'll kill you!!!"
Just as the God of Black Orcs was marveling at Isaac's intriguing methods and smugly displaying Its superiority despite the failed ritual, It suddenly sensed that a portion of the Forbidden Knowledge in Its mind had been stolen. Its eyes flew wide open. Rising from the ground, It threw back Its head and roared!
Boundless divine might ran rampant throughout the Evil God Kingdom!
Countless living beings died in terror beneath that divine might, only to be revived by it again and again.
"Damn little thief! I will never let you go!"
Though It said that, the God of Black Orcs knew perfectly well that It would never have the chance to take revenge.
First, due to the ritual's restrictions, after descending, It could only see Isaac, the one presiding over the ritual. Aside from him, It could perceive neither the surrounding scenery nor the life around him.
Second, even sending Its followers in the mortal world to search would be pointless. Those who worshiped It were either Black Orcs who knew nothing or cultists lurking in dark corners, with abysmal intelligence-gathering abilities. As for the Mad Witches who dared trade with Evil Gods, they were all lunatics. Before It even found the man, that side might already have gotten himself killed.
Of course, there was another, even less likely possibility...
That the thieving wizard would become incredibly powerful before It found him!
For no apparent reason, the God of Black Orcs felt that the little thief would be the latter...
"Not bad, not bad. Quite the haul~"
On the other side, compared to the enraged God of Black Orcs, Isaac was in far better spirits after reaping such a rich harvest. Once the ritual ended, he walked toward the center of the Ritual Magic Circle to retrieve the Beast Skin Book while inspecting the three stars he had just seized in his mind.
The three stars belonged to the same set of Forbidden Knowledge, known as—Skeleton Spells.
They were necromancy spells.
In this world, perhaps because things had not yet developed that far, necromancy was classified as forbidden magic by the Truth Association for a different reason than it had been in the mages of novels from Isaac's previous life. It was not because it desecrated the dead.
In truth, no wizard cared about the feelings of the dead. So long as the deceased had nothing to do with them, if a corpse could enhance their power or be used to cast powerful spells, it would simply become sought-after magical material, no different from a monster's corpse.
Necromancy was forbidden because casting it required Death Magic Power. This kind of magic power eroded living creatures. Every use brought the caster one step closer to death!
And if all the magic power in one's body was converted into Death Magic Power, death would come even faster.
At present, the wizarding world only knew of certain undead-type monsters and God Seeds that could use necromancy without hindrance. Everyone else had to consume life force to cast it.
However, Isaac had seen in some obscure papers that certain Arcanists were researching necromancy. Their main idea was to transform themselves into undead creatures, then preserve their sanity and spellcasting abilities.
But so far, he had not heard of any results.
Perhaps they had not been made public, or perhaps they had failed.
Isaac leaned toward the former. With the mighty power of an Outer God, accomplishing that would not be difficult. There might even be people like that among the Mad Witches. Once one had traded with an Outer God, who still cared whether they were human?
But Isaac did not need to go through so much trouble. After all, he had a God Seed. Although Little Mouse's intelligence was somewhat worrying, the Forbidden Knowledge he had picked up from the God of Black Orcs was fortunately extremely comprehensive.
There were three necromancy spells in total. Besides the principles and casting methods, there were also divine versions of all three spells!
Not only could they be uploaded directly into Little Mouse's Divinity Network, they could also greatly aid Isaac's current research into converting spells into divine arts. This was an absolute windfall!
God of Black Orcs, what a wonderfully generous god!
When he reached the Beast Skin Book, Isaac put aside his stray thoughts and, under everyone's concerned gazes, took down the Beast Skin Book floating in the air.
The material of the Beast Skin Book felt somewhat like monster hide, but also a little like Black Orc skin. In any case, combined with the strange patterns across it, it looked exceptionally creepy. In Isaac's vision, the book was also radiating bizarre magic power.
Like the Magic Book given by the Lord of Myriad Flesh, anyone who obtained this Beast Skin Book could cast the spells recorded within without hindrance once they fulfilled its sacrificial requirements.
Naturally, there was a price.
Each use would erode a portion of the caster's soul with the divine power of the God of Black Orcs, until they were completely eroded and either devoured by the God of Black Orcs or turned into His slave.
Isaac flipped through the Beast Skin Book, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. It was actually this...
"How is it? Are you... all right?"
Accompanied by a gust of wind, Caesar and Gaia instantly appeared before Isaac and examined him with concern. Caesar asked anxiously.
"Don't worry. I'm perfectly fine." Isaac waved his hand, then shook the Beast Skin Book in his hand. His expression turned somewhat grave. "What we should be worried about is this. If the God of Black Orcs was not hiding anything, then our situation is a little dangerous."
Hearing that, Gaia regained his serious expression. He gave the four barons in the crowd a look, then cast Isaac a deep glance before turning and heading toward the Council Hall.
Isaac and Caesar exchanged a glance, then immediately followed their father, Gaia.
As for Sheryl, she turned around to fetch Remington.
Since their father had played the villain, she could only play the peacemaker. Although Remington had colluded with the Black Orcs, as far as they knew, he was only in contact with an ordinary tribe at present, one with very average strength.
Of course, the important thing was not who he had contacted, but the act of contacting the Black Orcs itself.
But since her second brother had not truly intended to rebel, they could not let that thought take root in him, especially in the current situation.
No matter what, Remington was an important member of the Solomon Family. If he rebelled at a time like this, he would not only leak a great deal of intelligence, but also deal a fatal blow to morale.
So while suppressing Remington, they also had to offer him a little reassurance. They could not let him fall into despair and charge headlong down a dead end into the Black Orc camp.
Before long, the upper ranks of Solomon Fortress gathered in the Council Hall once more.
Unlike before, this time, the way everyone looked at Isaac had changed completely!
After all, this was a madman who had traded with Outer Gods at least twice!
And survived both times!
And gained something from them!
Even those brutish knights who knew nothing of magic could sense the chilling magic power emanating from the Beast Skin Book. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary item!
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