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

After finding the sacrificial ritual of the Black Orc God, Isaac first estimated the materials needed.

The actual base success rate is the same as the other two, which is one percent. However, the Black Orc God's materials are easier to obtain. One Black Orc can increase the success rate by about one percent, and the increase varies depending on the individual's stats.

A tenfold success rate means a thousand Black Orcs...

There are quite a few, but fortunately, ordinary black orcs can also be used as sacrifices, and black orc warriors are even more effective, so around five or six hundred is enough to fill the gap.

Well, five or six hundred black orcs is still a bit too many, after all, they need to be alive.

But that has nothing to do with Isaac; that's something his older brothers need to consider.

However, this is still the simplest of the three. Khorne's cushion is Battle Blood. Only the blood of warriors who died in the midst of a frenzied battle can increase the success rate. One warrior can provide ten portions of Battle Blood, and at least three hundred portions are needed to accumulate to one thousand!

That's hard to find, but the hardest one is the Dream Fairy, whose cushion is the fused bodily fluids of a virgin after intercourse...

We need a full thousand servings!

This is somewhat perverse...

And they're hard to find.

However, the latter two can be done gradually, without rushing.

After handing over a list of the necessary materials to his older sister, Isaac once again immersed himself in his research. His research on flesh-and-blood conversion had made great progress after Harmon's enhancement was completed.

The new optimization is expected to be completed soon, at which time his fighting style will be more diverse. Everything is progressing steadily and positively.

Meanwhile, Caesar and his group, having received the list, fell into deep thought, especially regarding the hundreds of black orcs…

"Why do we need so many orcs to offer sacrifices to Him? Isn't He the god of the orcs?" In the lord's manor, Gaia, Caesar, and Cheryl were looking at the list Isaac had made on the table with puzzled expressions. Caesar asked Cheryl in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Gaia also looked at Cheryl. Although he was of a higher rank than his daughter and was the only high-ranking knight in the territory, he still couldn't compare to Cheryl in terms of knowledge.

However, even Cheryl, after looking at the list for a long time, couldn't understand why the black orc sacrifice was needed...

There were quite a few sacrifices made to the Black Orc God, including spellcasters and ordinary people, but the majority were Black Orcs from the wilderness. However, regardless of the type of people, there was no record of using Black Orcs as living sacrifices...

But she trusted Isaac's expertise as a legendary wizard, and since he said so, she would do it that way.

"I don't know either, but trust my third brother... a few hundred black orcs... the number is so vague, let's just say a thousand black orcs, according to the warrior standard!" Cheryl looked at the list and pondered for a moment, then looked up at Gaia and Caesar.

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you. Gather them as soon as possible!" Gaia looked at Caesar and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll lead the team myself!" Caesar nodded and decisively turned to leave.

There are quite a few, so we need to process them as soon as possible; they don't have much time left.

After Caesar left, Gaia said to Cheryl, "Besides us capturing them ourselves, you should also ask Remy if he has any."

"Okay." Cheryl nodded, then transformed into a beam of arcane light and disappeared from the room.

"Isaac..."

In the room, Gaia took out a painting from a drawer, looking at the beautiful woman in it with a complicated expression... This was Isaac's mother, who unfortunately passed away while giving birth to Isaac. Her last words before her death were that she hoped Isaac could live a peaceful and safe life...

So when he learned that Isaac didn't have arcane talent, he was disappointed but also a little happy, because although Isaac's body couldn't be cured, at least he could live a peaceful life under his protection.

As a result, no one expected that Isaac's talent was so outstanding that he became a legendary wizard simply by collecting some random things on his own...

And they went all out...

"Sigh~"

As her thoughts wandered, Gaia's anxieties eventually coalesced into a sigh of melancholy. She put away her painting, quickly composed herself, and returned to her work.

Although the Black Orcs have only just begun to assemble and are still quite a distance from the fortress, this does not mean that they can only wait idly during this time. While preparing war supplies, they must also send out cavalry units to constantly harass the Black Orc army.

While disrupting their march, they could also gather intelligence.

Intelligence is something that you can never have too much of.

Therefore, the cavalry units that go out hunting are very important and require a high level of strength. Currently, there are two candidates: Remington and Black Snake Barry.

The former needs to atone for the mistakes he has made during this period and strive for leniency, while the latter needs to accumulate merits to exchange for secret techniques and medicines to break through to the level of high knight. Moreover, they are both at the peak of the Great Knight and each has a powerful cavalry unit, making them the best candidates for going out on missions.

After a moment's thought, Gaia chose the Black Serpent Barry. Firstly, he had already decided to give the secret techniques and elixirs to Barry and needed to give him some opportunities to accumulate merit before giving them to him legitimately. Secondly, he did not trust Remington and dared not trust him.

Who knows if Remington has really come to his senses?

What if he's just pretending to admit his mistake and is actually planning to collude with the Black Orcs?

Some seeds, once planted, are not so easy to dig out, whether they are seeds of desire or seeds of doubt.

Moreover, what about lenient treatment?

He was already being lenient by not killing Remington on the spot!

Gaia, however, still wanted to save face, so when Isaac pleaded for mercy, he went along with it, but he didn't leave it unresolved; he just left it until the war was over.

And so, time flew by as Isaac was engrossed in his research, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For Isaac, these three days were incredibly fulfilling. Every day, his research yielded new discoveries, all his research projects were progressing steadily, and even the rat's divine nature had made considerable progress, reaching the point where it could be inscribed with a second divine spell.

However, he hasn't decided what divine spell to condense yet. The divine spells in the manuscript are too basic and have very average effects. He is trying to make the spells divine, but this path is much more difficult than his research on flesh-and-blood transformation optimization.

Three days have passed and there's still no clue.

For the soldiers in the fortress, these three days were also fulfilling, busy, and hellish!

First and foremost, the most normal thing is that a large number of black orc slaves were brought in by the young master and young lady, one cartload at a time. They were mostly black orc warriors!

Aspiring Knight!

The sight was terrifying!

That's already one-fifth of the current fortress's forces!

If so many orcs were to mutiny in the fortress, the consequences would be...

Just thinking about them sends chills down my spine!

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the people escorting the black orc slaves were either young masters or young ladies, they would definitely have thought there was a traitor in the fortress!

This kind of heavyweight among heavyweights is actually the most easily accepted one in the current Solomon Fortress...

Inside the fortress, there are two other, even more heavyweights!

One is a flesh and blood lair that Isaac set up in a corner of the fortress. Now, as the fortress continues to pour demonized flesh and blood into it, the magic power contained within has reached an extremely astonishing level!

When you walk to the side, you can often hear a dense, continuous sound of heartbeats!

Not to mention its extremely abstract appearance!

A huge, blood-red heart covered with dense, fleshy growths—just looking at it makes you feel like you're going to have a mental breakdown!

The other one is a newly appeared snake nest in another corner of the fortress, built by the new witch, the Snake Princess. The snake nest is not as strange and abstract as the flesh and blood lair, but it is full of densely packed, colorful snakes!

Every hour, you can see a snake woman crawling out of it!

This was what terrified the fortress soldiers the most!

Although the snake women had incredibly stunning figures and were completely naked, none of the soldiers felt the slightest lustful desire towards them.

This is because these snake women only have human bodies in their lower half!

Even if you strip naked, anyone who can get up is a god!

Not to mention that these snake women only appear briefly for a few minutes before turning into a bunch of colorful snakes and swimming back into their den.

In short, this year's fortress is exceptionally terrifying...

……

"Rip!"

While the soldiers were living in a hellish state, Isaac in the mage tower was happily conducting experiments. Suddenly, an increasingly demonic and terrifying Hamon emerged from the back of Isaac's neck, spreading its five fingers, and a mysterious magical fluctuation appeared along with a purple glow.

Bathed in purple light, the demonic wolf before Isaac couldn't help but close its eyes.

next moment……

"Coo coo~"

The sound of flesh writhing rang out, and the demon wolf was startled awake by the intense pain emanating from its body. It turned its head to look at the small lump of flesh below its neck, its eyes filled with terror!

Then... the meat bun slowly grew bigger...

"Pfft!"

A bloody wolf head emerged from it!

After the new wolf head appeared, it let out a frantic growl and then bit down on the demon wolf's neck!

"Pfft!"

His throat was instantly severed, and blood splattered everywhere again!

Under the purple glow, the two-headed wolf's eyes slowly lost their luster...

Immediately afterwards, the wolf's corpse writhed, and several ferocious demonic rats crawled out from the wolf's corpse!

"Hiss!!"

After the experiment, Harmon excitedly rubbed Isaac's face with the back of his hand, as if to ask for credit.

"Mmm, you're the best! Hamon is amazing!"

The experiment was a success, and Isaac was very excited. He stroked the claws of Harmon, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

Not far away, a mouse lying on its primer looked at Isaac, who was standing amidst the shattered corpses and splattered with blood. It tilted its head, grinned, and started to laugh.

Although I don't understand what's going on, I'll just laugh.

Since the owner is smiling, it must be a good thing.

Cheryl: "..."

When Cheryl walked into the lab, this was the abstract scene she saw...

Looking at Isaac, who stood amidst the blood and gore with a gentle smile, she suddenly understood why people said that all wizards were insane...

In this kind of environment, who wouldn't go crazy if they didn't?

While there are many arcanists who research biological modification, compared to Isaac, they are truly insignificant...

"Ahem~" Cheryl coughed lightly after a moment of silence and said, "A thousand black orc warriors are ready. What about yours?"

"So fast?" Isaac turned around and looked at Cheryl with some surprise. "Hmm? A thousand black orc warriors? If they were all warriors, it wouldn't take that many."

"Caesar did go out and capture some, but we were mainly lucky. A slave trader happened to have a batch of black orc warriors, so we just bought them," Cheryl explained.

Upon hearing this, Isaac understood.

The slave trader knew that, in fact, before becoming a wizard, he had considered buying some slaves to modify while researching the enchanted heart transplant surgery. This would allow him to practice, improve his combat power, and further adapt to the wizarding world.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. His awakened talent for witchcraft was so well-suited that researching heart-transplant rats became a more cost-effective endeavor, and he gradually stopped paying attention to buying slaves.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, it all came back to the original idea.

Although they were black orcs, and although they were used for sacrifice...

"Okay, I understand. I'll go set up the magic circles first. There are quite a few, so the magic circles need to be large. I'll use less than a thousand. If they are all black orc warriors, five or six hundred should be enough. More than that is not appropriate. I'll adjust it later."

With that, Isaac changed out of his blood-splattered white coat, put on a wizard's robe, put on a wizard's hat, and walked outside.

"Yes, the space has been cleared out for you, right in the third training ground. All the other materials are ready too." With that, a flash of arcane light appeared, and Cheryl left the laboratory.

Although the tower spirit cleaned the laboratory thoroughly every day, the numerous bloody experiments conducted daily caused some strange changes in the laboratory, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Isaac shrugged helplessly, used to it. It was normal; bloodstains could be cleaned up, but traces of the ritual were difficult to remove, and didn't need to be.

For legendary wizards, this change is a positive change, just like the potion cauldron, and like wine, it gets better with age!

Of course, this is all predicated on the wizard conducting the experiment being alive. Otherwise, without his control, the power of these rituals would quickly mutate into bizarre otherworldly life forms that would devour other life forms without restraint!

But what does this have to do with Isaac?

If something like that really happens, and the person is already dead, why bother caring about anything else?

So the changes in the lab were, in a sense, the result of Isaac’s deliberate guidance. At worst, he could take the lab with him when he left. As an older sister, how could she let her younger brother go home empty-handed? He had to bring some local specialties with him, right?

A wizard's specialty is a one-story mage tower, which makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

……

"Aren't you going to prepare anymore?"

At the third training ground, Caesar asked with some concern as he watched Isaac begin setting up the ceremony.

"No need. Let's finish this quickly. This mere Black Orc God is no match for me!"