The Marvelous Itera Treasure

"I'm starting to wonder whether working with you was a good idea." Filo sighed. In theory, Outer Gods could not come looking for trouble with a Legendary Wizard after a transaction was completed, because they did not know who the Legendary Wizard actually was. After all, if they knew the specific information, the Legendary Wizard would be swallowed whole during the transaction!

But that was only in theory. In practice, Outer Gods could still use outside means to lock onto a Legendary Wizard's identity!

For example, with this sacrifice, the Lord of Myriad Flesh could use the Itra Royal Family to identify Isaac and the others. That would not be difficult for him. After all, he was a Demon God. Beneath him were not only cultists who believed in him, but also Arcane Secret Masters who borrowed his power.

Thus, under normal circumstances, mad wizards who made deals with Outer Gods would choose to obtain power or knowledge directly. They rarely used the power of Outer Gods to interfere directly with people or objects in the real world.

That was also why, after weighing the pros and cons, the Terra Empire had chosen the God of Nobles and Rituals. They were not afraid of the other party coming after them in person!

If he really came, it was still uncertain who would take down whom!

The Lord of Myriad Flesh was different. Though this one often slept, and many novice mad wizards liked to fleece him whenever they had nothing better to do, that did not mean he was weak.

On the contrary, the Lord of Myriad Flesh was currently in his prime and stood out even among the Outer Gods. Coupled with the fact that Dimension Demon Gods could easily invade the real world, his ability to interfere with reality was immense.

Of course, even so, the Emperor would not fear him in a real fight. But that was only the Emperor. The Terra Empire was very large!

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now...

Filo did not naively believe that Isaac would listen to them and alter or halt his plan.

Of course, it was not impossible to stop him. Based on what they knew of Isaac, he responded to both soft and hard approaches. She believed that as long as she used the Empire to pressure him, he would definitely change the plan or simply abandon the ritual here.

But could she do that?

No.

They had only just reconciled. If she made their relationship sour again, would not all that kowtowing and all that money have been for nothing?

"Don't worry. I'll handle it properly." Isaac chuckled, paying no mind to Filo's concerns, because this was one of the problems he had planned to solve during the ritual.

It was not difficult to resolve. He only needed to make a contract. Though it was not a foolproof method, delaying things for a while would be easy enough.

And by "a while," he meant according to a god's concept of time!

As a rather important part of the spell system, contracts indeed carried considerable risks, but they were not wholly untrustworthy. One simply could not trust them blindly. In the vast majority of situations, contracts were an extremely reliable method.

What truly troubled Isaac now was how to carry out this ritual smoothly!

That was the problem that urgently needed solving.

With so many factions involved, how could he register them as his own sacrifices? That was a technical matter.

In such a chaotic situation, let alone those killed by others, even those you killed yourself might not necessarily become your sacrifices.

Mensa and the others' method was to gather up the corpses directly. Whether through a Space Displacement Spell or spells similar to condensing Flesh Essence, both could effectively collect corpses.

Of course, the fundamental reason they chose this plan was that the Terra Royal Family could find a large number of wizard apprentices and Formal Wizards to serve as laborers, and they were even free labor!

As long as they could earn credits, they worked with tremendous enthusiasm no matter how exhausting, arduous, or filthy the task was!

But in Isaac's view, this was merely the Terra Royal Family relying on its abundant resources to save itself some trouble. When it came to claiming sacrifices, Isaac had greater ambitions!

The ones he killed himself were nowhere near enough to satisfy his appetite!

What he wanted were all the living beings who died in battle across this land!

Regardless of whether they had been killed by him or his people!

As he had said, if he was taking a shortcut, then he had to take the fastest and best one. Otherwise, what kind of shortcut was it?

As for all the problems in between...

He would just solve them one by one!

Before long, the Pumpkin Carriage arrived at a military camp outside the city. It was worth mentioning that this camp was not large.

It could only hold around seven or eight thousand people. Forget supplying the Kingdom Army's five hundred thousand soldiers—even providing ten thousand troops for a single quota would be extremely difficult.

So...

"That thing has such high production efficiency?" Isaac looked at Filo in surprise.

Filo nodded and turned to look in the kingdom's direction, greed flashing through her eyes. If it were not so miraculous, how could she possibly have set her sights on this treasure?

If she had not set her sights on this treasure, the Empire would not have wanted to completely destroy this country.

Upon receiving her answer, a hint of greed also surfaced in Isaac's eyes. If he had that thing, would he not be able to trade with the Lord of Myriad Flesh every day?

"Tsk, tsk." Isaac shook his head with a sigh, and all the greed in his eyes faded. Such things could only be fantasies; they were not very practical. First, Filo had already claimed this treasure, and he still possessed that much contractual integrity. Second, even in another world, the law of conservation of energy remained firmly in place.

Creating these Artificial Humans would inevitably require something—that was, a cost.

Since there was a cost anyway, what difference was there from directly buying Demonic Flesh?

Perhaps humanoid fleshly lifeforms would please the Lord of Myriad Flesh more, but Isaac was neither some pleasure-seeker nor a believer. What the hell did it have to do with him whether the Lord of Myriad Flesh was pleased or not? It did not affect his transactions anyway.

Not long after, they met the person in charge of the camp: a gloomy middle-aged man wearing silver-white Full Body Armor. He listlessly inspected their documents and tokens, then told Isaac and the others to step back.

Then, under their astonished gazes, squads of soldiers clad in iron armor continuously emerged from the camp.

Isaac stared at the soldiers' iron armor in surprise. It was actually full plate armor?

This was no ordinary armor. It had undergone simple enchantment!

It possessed a certain degree of spell resistance. It was impossible to expect it to directly withstand spells, but it could increase one's chances of survival amid the aftermath of spells, preventing one from dying to some unexplained area-of-effect attack.

It was said that in the hands of some powerful wizards accompanying the army, this equipment could even produce linked effects and display exceptionally formidable defensive power.

This stuff was not cheap if one wanted to equip it on a large scale. And if the number rose to the million range...

That would be an even more staggering figure!

Was the Itera Kingdom really so generous?

Or was this thing standard equipment for these Artificial Humans?

But if that were the case, the cost of these Artificial Humans would inevitably soar—unless that treasure had touched upon the ultimate mysteries of the Alchemy Discipline!

Watching the soldiers stream out in an endless procession, Isaac rubbed his chin curiously. The gains from this operation might not be limited to the magic eye and the ritual...

Sure enough, it was good to get out and look around more often.