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

Chapter 88 A Chaos Caused by a Mad Witch Who Was Accustomed to Taking Things for Free

Faced with Isaac's question, Hitz and Mensa were speechless, but they still respected his wishes. They turned to look at Philo, who had just come to his senses, and said that whether or not it could be done depended on Philo's opinion.

Although Isaac was in the wrong and had the upper hand, there was nothing he could do; after all, she was a princess.

As long as the Terran Empress lives, this privilege will exist.

"I agree with—."

Philo initially wanted to agree immediately, as she was also shocked by Isaac's gesture: over a thousand second-tier monsters—and powerful greatsword demons at that!

This force is enough to destroy some small countries!

The gap is so huge, she has absolutely no chance of winning on her own!

But just as Philo was about to speak, she suddenly saw Remington's corpse in the monster horde. She paused for a moment, then quickly realized that this battle was inevitable!

Even if it's a battle we're destined to lose, we must fight!

It's very simple. Isaac killed even his own brother without any mercy, so there's no reason for him to let her, the instigator, go. The reason he's backing down now is simply because of her identity.

Once he becomes stronger and fearless of the Empire, he will definitely come back to find her. So it's best to fight him now, collect data, and minimize Isaac's gains as much as possible to buy time for your own development!

"I want to fight head-on!" Philo said firmly after thinking it through.

Mensa nodded, then with a flick of his finger, hundreds of obsidian golems, each over three meters tall, crashed down into the town. At the same time, muscle fibers flew out of Philo's body and formed a small ball in Mensa's hand.

Mensa then looked at Isaac: "I've taken out all her alchemical golems, making sure there aren't any mistakes. I'll keep that big guy running again later, but it's not really suitable for combat. What do you want to do with it?"

Mensa held up the small ball and asked Isaac, "That's Philo's Infinite Demon Armor, the core of the core, and the thing Isaac most wants to obtain or destroy. However, this thing needs to be worn by Philo, so it's definitely not suitable for the battlefield, after all, swords have no eyes."

Although Mensa is watching over us, the possibility is small, but not impossible. We still need to be careful and avoid risks as much as possible.

"Hmm, just give it to me directly?"

Mensa: "...That works too."

After a moment of silence, Mensa, too lazy to deal with the thing, tossed it to Isaac amidst the surprised looks of Philo and Isaac.

Even after the item reached Isaac's hands, he was still somewhat dazed. This was it?

Startled for a moment, Isaac glanced at Philo, who was filled with resentment but dared not say anything, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction. He then happily put the ball away and waved it away.

"Then let's fight!"

Mensa nodded, then looked at Philo behind him and handed her a crystal ball: "Your Highness, you can stay with us and use this to control the golem. Don't worry, I've already adjusted the crystal ball; it's exactly the same as if you controlled it yourself, and definitely not any better."

Philo:

"..

What a strange feeling... Is this person really on my side?

But facing Mensa, she dared not say much. She silently took the crystal ball, poured magic into it, and then controlled her golems to attack the monster horde!

"Boom! Boom!!"

"Pfft~" Watching hundreds of golems, several meters tall, neatly pressing down on him, Isaac couldn't help but shake his head in amazement. No wonder golems could be developed so quickly; they are indeed powerful for fighting!

Whether it's actual combat strength or momentum, they are absolutely top-notch!

That's intimidating!

Unfortunately, they were nothing but shrugs in front of Isaac's army of sword demons. As the alchemical golem marched heavily toward the demon army, the greatsword demons charged toward it like ferocious tigers. Dark magic swirled around the greatswords, and with streaks of dark sword energy, golems were dismembered one by one in Philo's twitching eyes!

No matter how strong the Obsidian Golem is, it is only a first-tier golem. Only its defense and pure strength are close to the second tier. It cannot compare with a true second-tier golem, not to mention that there are far more Greatsword Demons than golems!

So after the battle began, Isaac's attention was mainly focused on the enormous colossus in the center of the town!

At this moment, as Mensa dispelled the time-stopping spell on the colossus, massive amounts of magic began to converge once more.

Each of the seven raised hands of the colossus fired a ray at the rat floating in the center.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

As a massive influx of magic power poured in, the rats began to scream in pain!

The sound was so piercing that Isaac and his companions could hear it from hundreds of meters away!

"Hehehe! I'll make you taste the bitterness of loss too!" Hearing the screams coming from the rat, Philo's face showed a gleeful expression.

Heath and Mensa, watching from the sidelines, sighed. So, mad witches are all insane—

However, when Philo looked up, ready to see Isaac's pained expression, she was surprised to find that he wasn't sad at all!

He even playfully teased the mouse on his shoulder!

Are mice really that fun?

You're a mouse about to die... huh? Teasing a mouse?

Philo stared blankly at the mouse on Isaac's shoulder, and Isaac, seemingly noticing her gaze, turned to look at her and returned her a very heartwarming smile.

Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Philo gave a self-deprecating laugh, casually tossed the crystal ball aside, and realized she had lost—completely and utterly.

The thought of her smug self-satisfaction and inflated ego these past few days made her feel utterly ridiculous. All that effort for nothing; the other guy hadn't lost anything. Whether in strategy or raw power, she was far inferior to him, yet she'd been jumping around like a clown...

How ridiculous!

At this moment, she no longer wanted to resist. She raised her head and took another serious look at Isaac, imprinting his image deeply in her heart. Sooner or later, she would surpass him and kill him!

"It seems the princess has figured it out." Mensa flicked his finger, and the crystal ball on the ground flew into his hand. He glanced at Philo, then looked at Isaac with curiosity.

He was incredibly curious about Isaac. After all these years, such a pure mad witch was a rare sight. He even dared to steal dimensions, something many mad witches today wouldn't even dare to dream of. The key was that he actually succeeded!

So he was actually quite curious about how far Isaac would grow.

As for this battle...

It's just a children's game; it's obvious at a glance. Only a fool would take this game seriously.

Hitz glanced at Philo, who had completely lost his fighting spirit, and sighed with some emotion. Then, he asked with curiosity, "Master Mensa, do you think he can handle that big guy?"

Mensa: "..—

Mensa glanced at Hitz speechlessly. Well, he hadn't expected there to be an idiot here.

"Just keep watching and you'll see. For him, this is actually the simplest thing."

"Oh?" Hitz became interested and looked at Isaac.

"Hey? Why is it crying out so pitifully?"

"Because that thing is stripping away its divine network." Isaac withdrew his gaze from Philo, then tapped the mouse's nose and said with a smile.

"Squeak?" What is the Divine Network?

"— Your food."

"Squeak!" The mouse nodded in sudden realization.

"Hehehe~~~"

Hamon above his head let out a merciless laugh. This stupid rat didn't even realize he was almost dead.

Liuli, standing behind Isaac, looked at the mouse speechlessly, but along with her speechlessness came a hint of envy. After all, silly mice have their own kind of luck; although they're a bit dim-witted, they can always stay on their owner's shoulder and receive meticulous care—how wonderful!

However, it's also great that it can help its master defeat powerful enemies!

Isaac was unaware of what his companions were thinking. At that moment, he was watching in amazement as the colossus was being pulled away from the divine network. He finally understood what Philo was trying to do with all this.

It's not actually the creator god that Angel said. If it were, the first person to kill Philo would have been the Emperor. You're kidding. It's true that demigods have power comparable to gods, but the Terra Empire doesn't have that power!

If a fight really breaks out here, will the country even exist?

So what Philo actually wanted to create was a divine being, but she had bigger ambitions. She wanted to create a huge thing, using the colossus in front of her as a vessel, to create a flesh-and-blood mechanical golem of the divine being. Then, she would take advantage of her convenient identity to collect faith on a large scale. Judging from the size of this thing, it could hold a lot of faith power.

With the help of these beliefs, it is not impossible for him to become a god directly!

However, in Isaac's view, there is a problem here, which is the old issue of control. Contracts cannot restrict high-level life forms.

Of course, this is the problem in Isaac's eyes. Perhaps the royal family will have a solution, but before that, Philo is actually facing an even more serious problem—she can't modify the divine network!

Even after discussing it in depth with Isaac for so many days, she still couldn't grasp it.

So at this moment, she had an idea—why not just seize the godhood network of the mouse!

Then fill it into the colossus, and that's it!

A very simple and straightforward plan.

However, she didn't understand Isaac's strength, and she didn't know that she could actually buy it from him—

The low success rate is other people's problem; Isaac's success rate isn't low. For Isaac, this stuff is currently just a treat for the hamster, used to boost its strength.

Unfortunately, due to her preconceived notions, she believed that this item was extremely important to Isaac, and since mad witches all liked white, the idea of ​​trading it never even crossed her mind.

Previously, Isaac didn't know what she wanted to do, but he could vaguely sense that she was overly enthusiastic about the divine race, so he specially modified another divine rat, using the excuse that it could only control one familiar before the ritual began.

He handed it over to Remington for protection.

This was something they had agreed upon before the ceremony.

At this point, the whole story became clearer in his mind; in short, it was nothing more than a farce caused by a mad witch.

But it's too late to think things through now. Remington is dead, Philo's golem is almost completely destroyed, and he's killed more than a dozen noblemen from the capital. The feud is now set in stone.

But that's for later. Right now, the most important thing, and what Isaac cares about most, is whether Philo's experiment will be successful.