Logo never forgot his main mission in coming to the Astral Realm: to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.
After becoming Son of Truth in the Alchemist Association, I've already acquired the recipes for the Common, Fine, and Rare Philosopher's Stone. All I lack is the material, or more precisely, "Fantasy Essence."
This resource only exists in the Fantasy Dimension and is extremely difficult to obtain. Collecting it alone is extremely difficult and must be entrusted to a certain force, such as a large mercenary group.
Logo simply couldn't feel at ease entrusting such a crucial step to an outsider.
Given this, establishing a force directly under their own control seems like a good option.
When he first arrived and hadn't yet established connections in the Astral Realm, Logo had to suppress this idea, but now things are different.
The recently concluded siege battle had allowed him to accumulate a considerable network of connections, and the prisoners before him were of a remarkably high quality.
Not only are there Epic and Legendary level powerhouses, but there are even a few Demigod.
If Logo could bring them under his command, he would have a force of his own in the Astral Realm, capable of accomplishing many things.
For example, taking over the black market!
Pureblood Human Race belong to the lawful neutral faction, slightly leaning towards the evil faction, and are the local tyrants of the Astral Realm underworld.
It may sound low-class, but in reality, the influence of Pureblood Human Race is enormous. They can influence the political decisions of many Astral Realm, making them a behemoth lurking beneath the surface.
Coupled with the unpredictable and chaotic situation in the Astral Realm, the flow of resources in the underworld is extremely terrifying; if all of them were mobilized, they would be far stronger than those of a peak Astral Realm.
The five major families have achieved their current status not only because of their formidable bloodlines, but also because of their immense wealth.
Throughout the Astral Realm, countless black markets of all sizes serve as the financial coffers of the five great families.
Generally speaking, each universe has a varying number of black markets, which can be broadly categorized into large, medium, and small sizes.
Large black markets are generally run by pure- Blood Clan, medium-sized black markets are run by outstanding mixed -Blood Clan, and small black markets are less restrictive on identity; all that is required is to swear allegiance to the five major families.
Logo plans to take over a medium-sized black market.
Not long ago, the leader of a medium-sized black market in the Prado Cosmic Domain was killed in a gang fight, and the family was gathering manpower to replace him. Logo simply contacted Audora and easily got the job done.
To completely control every aspect of a medium-sized black market, it's impossible without having your own team.
Recruit prisoners → Establish power → Control the black market → Use this as a channel to collect Fantasy Essence → Send them back to the Elven Plane → Forge the Philosopher's Stone → Create powerful alchemical artifacts → Reinforce your own power → The snowball keeps growing bigger and bigger.
This is a combination of moves.
Once a positive resource cycle is established, it's like adding a high-powered engine to one's own development, while simultaneously driving a nail into the Astral Realm.
Under the shadow of death, the light of redemption shines all the brighter.
Faced with the olive branch extended by Logo, the prisoners, already terrified, swore allegiance, including the Demigod.
Everyone is equal before death.
Bowing down before God of Death is not shameful. Logo did not look down on these Demigod in the slightest. Not long ago, he had even called Suoerqi" master." As for face, the higher you go, the more you need to be able to let go of it.
However, since his own combat strength was not yet enough to overwhelm these Demigod, Logo temporarily threw them into the Star Sea Armed Forces and asked Sickle to keep an eye on them. Resources were supplied as usual so as not to delay their cultivation. Logo would only summon them to serve him when he was strong enough.
As for the prisoners below the Epic, Logo waved his hand and accepted them all, even giving the new organization a name on the spot.
[Skynet Legion]!
Within the next month.
The superior unit of Star Sea Bank sent special personnel to carry out rectification. The former president was dismissed, and a large number of middle and senior managers were punished, but fortunately, they did not lose their jobs.
Fortunately for Red Dragon Wales, Logo was very pleased with his public defection and said a few good words to Audora. Although Wales lost his position as Minister of Inspectorate, he was transferred to the Human Resources Department, and his power even expanded somewhat.
Compared to the tragic fates of his other accomplices, Red Dragon Wales understood how fortunate he was to have escaped. He repeatedly pledged his loyalty to Logo, wishing the whole world would know that he, Wales, was Logo's man!
Besides Wales, Exorcist Sickle finally became the commander of the Star Sea Armed Forces. What's even more commendable is that Audora had a good impression of him, mainly because he was very good at fighting and extremely resilient. He was one of the few people who could spar with this little madman. Even when he was covered in wounds, he didn't utter a sound or even frown. He was a true iron-blooded man.
In light of this, Logo specifically reminded Audora to mention Sickle's name to those above.
Although Audora didn't understand why, she did as she was told.
She didn't understand. Those seasoned veterans had been in the game for years; could they really take their superiors' words so casually?
Absolutely not!
Even a brief mention means it's on my mind.
So, in the Star Sea Armed Forces of the Alpha Star Cluster, Sickle's personnel file was placed on Commander Nisilin's desk. After a brief review, the commander was very satisfied with Sickle, saying, "How come we didn't notice such a cadre before? He must be promoted vigorously. I plan to let him hone his skills for another two or three years and then proceed with the promotion."
Everything seemed to make perfect sense, yet it was also so surreal.
Another two weeks have passed.
Audora, along with her bloodline clone, left the Staphis Continent and returned to the Central Cosmic Domain, with the old devil following as usual.
Audora had no objection to Logo's plan to follow her, after all, Logo was, in a strict sense, the first good friend she had made since leaving home.
In the girl's eyes, Logo was very interesting. He could help her solve many headaches and find many novel and interesting things. With Logo, this cunning strategist, by her side, she only needed to focus on fighting.
And this is precisely the brand that Logo has been constantly building.
Even if there's no demand, we'll create demand and go for it!
Like I said before, he's definitely sticking with this powerful figure!
Don't talk about being sophisticated when you're young; focus on climbing to a high position first.
However, while the bloodline clone left, the potion clone remained.
The Nirvana Tower also shifted from a bloodline clone to a potion clone.
This is Logo's true form.
Inside the room, the potion clone looked at Madison, "Teacher, Ya Er Dun is gone. Can we head to the ruins of the God-Hunting Society now?"
Madison nodded slightly. "Without that guy keeping a close eye on us, it's fine to go whenever we want."
"Then let's set off!"
The Staphis Continent.
Golden Sparrow Valley.
Like the Wailing Great Rift Valley, this is also a dangerous place, even more so, and is home to countless golden sparrows.
These little guys may look only the size of a fist, but they are as hard as Adamantine, fierce in nature, and immune to mind control. They cannot be subdued, and if they were to swarm them, even Demigod would have to flee in panic.
Madison accidentally wandered into the Golden Sparrow Valley, narrowly escaping death multiple times. He also had incredible luck entering the ruins of the God-Hunting Society, which allowed him to avoid being hunted by the flock of Golden Sparrow.
Arriving at a familiar place, the old man couldn't help but reminisce about the past, sighing with emotion.
"This time, we don't need to force our way in, right?"
"Of course not. How do you think I got out of here? I can't always be so lucky." Madison stroked his beard and chuckled, then took out a ball of golden blood, separated a drop and fused it into Logo's brow, and did the same to himself.
"This is the blood of the Holy Spirit Bird. Those Golden Sparrow are actually Blood Descendant of the Holy Spirit Bird and will not attack anything tainted with the blood of the Holy Spirit." After explaining this, Madison stepped forward first, followed closely by Logo.
As expected, under the influence of the Holy Spirit Bird's blood, the flock of Golden Sparrow, which had been like a Destruction tidal wave, not only did not attack them upon seeing them, but also danced around them in a friendly manner, like little golden sprites, completely devoid of the terrifying image described in the rumors.
Logo thoughtfully observed the scene before him. Since the blood of the Holy Spirit Bird could make the flock of Golden Sparrow so friendly, could this be used to develop a control device?
If these hundreds of millions of Golden Sparrow could be integrated and controlled to fight, it would be no less than having another powerful Demigod warrior.
Madison immediately saw through his disciple's thoughts, because he had had the same idea back then.
"If you can obtain the final layer of inheritance, you'll most likely be able to control these Golden Sparrow."
"The final layer of inheritance? I'll do my best!" Logo didn't make any promises too confidently, lest he be proven wrong and lose face!
Like most ruins, the ruins of the God-Hunting Society are also hidden in another dimension. However, as time passed, the Rune Array that maintained the existence of the dimension broke down, which gave Madison the opportunity.
As Madison produced the key to the ruins, a magnificent gate appeared out of thin air and slowly opened. The master and apprentice exchanged a glance, then stepped inside, and the gate closed behind them.
As light and shadow shifted, the scene before my eyes changed dramatically. Looking around, darkness surged like a tide at the edge of space, while colorful lights danced in all directions. Under the hazy glow, four vortex-shaped openings of different sizes were evenly arranged before me.
Before Logo could investigate further, the seven-colored light condensed and transformed into a peculiar being wearing a top hat, a well-tailored suit, and a face resembling a card.
"The Rune Spirit 'Logo pupils narrowed as he recognized the entity before him. In short, it was an intelligent system derived from a sufficiently advanced Rune Array, possessing logical thinking abilities but devoid of any emotions.
"Madison, are you confident you can pass the test?" The Rune Spirit's ruthless, mechanical voice rang out.
Madison gave a wry smile and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I've failed my teacher's expectations and still have no confidence in passing the assessment. However, I've brought my student, and I believe his talent fully meets my teacher's requirements. Please give him a chance!"
The Rune Spirit lowered its head, looked at Logo, and mechanically said, "No problem. According to the master's rules, as the inheritor, you have the right to recommend someone for the assessment, but you only have this one chance. Are you sure you want to give it to him?"
"I'm sure!" Madison answered firmly.
"Alright, I respect your decision." The Rune Spirit said, pointing at Logo, "Don't resist. I will send you to the assessment space, where you will undergo a series of tests. After passing them all, you can inherit everything from your master..."