Steadfast Wizard: From Heart-Swapping Rat to Dimensional Demon God

In the council chamber of Solomon Fortress, an old man with half-white hair, wearing heavy full armor, looked at Isaac with complicated emotions. Although he had received a letter from Caesar long ago and even prepared a gift for him, the old man's heart was still filled with complex feelings when he actually saw Isaac.

To be fair, the old man didn't want Isaac to become a wizard, especially a legendary wizard!

Because his beloved wife died in childbirth due to a curse cast by a sorcerer, Isaac's health was extremely weak. Despite his best efforts, he could only keep Isaac alive, and his condition could not improve further.

However, this doesn't affect anything, because the old man didn't have any expectations for Isaac. He would be content if Isaac could live out his life peacefully.

Legend has it that wizards, though powerful, take every step as if walking a tightrope, and the slightest mistake will lead to their demise!

However, Isaac is now a legendary wizard, so there's not much he can say. His child has made his choice, and as his father, he can only support him.

"Here, this is a gift for becoming a wizard. I wish you a speedy recovery." The old man took out a silver box from the side, a smile appearing on his face, and handed it to Isaac.

"Thank you, Father." Isaac raised an eyebrow slightly, stepped forward to take the silver box, opened it, and found a fifty-centimeter-long wand inside.

"Give it a try," the old man said with a smile.

Isaac nodded, took the wand from the box, and the moment he infused it with magic, information about the wand immediately appeared in his mind: This is... a Noble Phantasm?!

Isaac looked at the crimson wand in his hand in surprise. This was actually a treasure?

A Noble Phantasm is an extremely special magical item, characterized by its incredible power and exceptionally high potential for growth.

Noble Phantasms are divided into two types. One type is the legendary artifact that a wizard possesses after his death. This artifact has a certain chance of condensing into a certain artifact, which has all the abilities of the legend and can even improve as the strength of the new wielder increases. The other type is a man-made Noble Phantasm, which fixes a certain spell onto a special material. Once the fixation is successful, the spell can be cast instantly by consuming the magic power in the body, and it also has the potential for growth.

It's hard to say which of the two Noble Phantasms is better or worse. The former has a higher probability of success and is more natural, while the latter is more practical but has a touch of craftsmanship, and its abilities are basically fixed.

But no matter which one it is, they are all very precious!

Because this is something that can truly last a lifetime!

After a brief moment of surprise, Isaac quickly calmed himself down, stroked his wand, and once again carefully felt the three liberation spells emanating from it.

"Summon a few rats over."

"Rip~"

To the old man's astonishment, a hideous claw emerged from behind Isaac's head, and a jagged jaws on its palm hissed at the mouse on Isaac's shoulder.

"Sigh~" Seeing his father's shocked expression, Caesar couldn't help but facepalm. This feeling...

He understands!

When he first saw Harmon emerge from the back of Isaac's head, he was nearly scared to death, especially since his appearance was accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart!

"Squeak~" The mouse rubbed its two little paws together, and a strange wave spread out.

"Hmm? Power?!" The old man's eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, staring intently at the rat on Isaac's shoulder, a golden light swirling in his eyes.

"This is the result of Isaac's research, a divine species that has accumulated power. Moreover, Isaac cultivated this divine species from scratch himself." Cheryl, who noticed her father's change, explained in a timely manner.

The old man nodded, and his vertical pupils returned to normal. It is worth mentioning that throughout the entire process, the old man's imposing aura was not revealed in the slightest.

This was a habit he had developed since Isaac's birth. When Isaac was physically weak, he couldn't even withstand a breeze, let alone Isaac's terrifying aura. So, in front of Isaac, he had become accustomed to restraining his own power and aura at any time.

A moment later, seven mice emerged from the corner and lined up neatly in a row.

"Hmm~" Seeing this, Isaac nodded in satisfaction, then suddenly pointed his wand at the three rats and whispered, "Devour it! Silver Moon Vine!"

"boom!"

In an instant, magical light converged, and three vines suddenly emerged from the tip of the wand, flying at incredible speed to the three rats and binding them. Then, sharp thorns sprouted from the vines, piercing the rats' bodies. A strange green light flashed, leaving behind a pile of gray fur and decaying bones.

"hiss!!!"

Isaac gasped. This blue-silver entanglement was quite powerful!

Silver Moon Vine is the name of this magic wand. Currently, there are three spells, each corresponding to a different incantation: [Devour it! Silver Moon Vine!], [Strangle it! Silver Moon Vine!], and [Bind it! Silver Moon Vine!], corresponding to magical attacks, physical attacks, and control effects, respectively.

The strength of the vine is determined by the holder's maximum magic power, and one can achieve that strength without injecting all of their magic power.

Overall, it is very practical, and the spells on it are not static. As Isaac becomes stronger, the spells on the wand will become more compatible with Isaac's spell system.

Because the Silver Moon Vine is not an artificially created treasure, it possesses a high degree of evolutionary ability.

However, to truly become the master of the Silver Moon Vine, a ritual is required to bind it to oneself; otherwise, one can only use these three basic abilities.

"It seems you like it very much, that's good." The old man smiled slightly.

"Yes, thank you, Father." Isaac bowed slightly and then wisely stepped aside. Next, it was his second brother's turn.

Sure enough, after Isaac stepped down, the old man's gaze fell on his second brother, Remington.

Remington's body trembled slightly. He lowered his head, stepped forward, and silently knelt down. From his father's eyes, he could sense that his plan had been completely exposed...

Indeed, everything he has now is a gift from his father. His father allows him to make some small moves, but there are some things he absolutely cannot touch.

For example, colluding with the enemy, or... letting goblins run rampant...

The latter, in particular, directly impacted Isaac's safety. Although Smith's protection made it unlikely that danger would occur, it was still only unlikely, not impossible!

These two points are absolutely taboo for my father!

Caesar, standing to the side, felt a pang of heartache as he looked at Remington kneeling on the ground. He wanted to step forward and plead for him, but as soon as he took a step, the old man's stern gaze forced him back.

At home, the elders still hold considerable authority, and even the most favored Isaac dares not speak casually when the elders are serious.

Even though he had suppressed all his aura, there were still some things he couldn't hide. After all, the old man in front of them was the Imperial Sword Saint known as the "Mad Lion"—Gaia Solomon!