Behind the Face of Truth, Green's eyes swept over the Demon-Hunting Wizards one by one. Little Eight on his shoulder also looked quite satisfied.
"Oho, not bad at all, caw caw caw! There are actually five Demon-Hunting Great Wizards with Level-Two Honor Medals."
Little Eight spoke in a low voice from Green's shoulder.
Green nodded and took out the Second-Ring Contract, signing agreements with the Demon-Hunting Wizards one by one. Several Demon-Hunting Great Wizards with Level-Two Honor Medals even received special concessions in certain clauses.
During a Demon-Hunting Expedition, what a Stigmata Wizard needed to watch most carefully was the method of conquest. Once a Level-One Honor Medal appeared during the expedition, it meant there had been a grave error in the expedition's decisions, and the Holy Tower would deduct more than half the profits!
The same was true if too many Level-Two Honor Medals were awarded.
As for the distribution of certain benefits among the Demon-Hunting Wizards, compared to the immense profits of a Stigmata Wizard, it was truly insignificant. What Green needed was merely the endless supply of slave resources from the Screeching Cockroach World—creatures brimming with vitality and possessed of powerful adaptability.
"These are Screeching Cockroach specimens. Distribute them among the Demon-Hunting Wizards participating in the expedition. The Demon-Hunting Expedition will begin fifteen days from now."
After signing the contracts, Green handed the large number of Screeching Cockroach specimens Youquan had given him to the Demon-Hunting Great Wizards. With a faint thrill of anticipation in his heart, he led them away from the Second-Ring Holy Tower.
"Fourth Layer Wild Instinct, activate!"
The hundred-meter Savage Giant Sun Chaser roared at the heavens. Beneath armor formed from a blend of bone plating and scales were Ponza's muscles, twisted into hard knots. He stood towering and majestic, his long hair