The Wizard: Starting by Scamming the Demon God

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 figured out what divine spell to condense yet. The divine spells in the manuscript are all 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!

Prospective 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 nest, 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……

"Cuckoo~"

The sound of flesh writhing rang out, and the demon wolf was startled awake by the excruciating 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 the current situation, I should 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 madmen...

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 are 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.

Despite the tower spirit keeping the laboratory spotless every day, the numerous bloody experiments conducted daily had caused some strange changes to the lab, 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!"

Chapter 45 The Ceremony Begins!

"It will work."

In the third training ground, upon hearing Isaac's confident speech, Caesar felt somewhat helpless. He wanted to advise Isaac to be less arrogant and more humble, since Isaac was, after all, an Outer God. However, he didn't know much about this, so he hesitated and could only helplessly turn to Cheryl.

But he didn't know, but did Cheryl know?

Although arcane mages are quite knowledgeable, they are legitimate spellcasters!

All rituals involving Outer Gods are strictly forbidden and have been sealed off by the Truth Association. She has limited access to them, and the rituals that have been passed down are all basic ones that cannot be sealed off.

That thing has a trace of the power of the Outer God attached to it, so it cannot be completely suppressed.

So, faced with Caesar's gaze, she could only helplessly shrug. This wasn't her area of ​​expertise; there was nothing she could do.

Isaac didn't think as much as they did. He skillfully drew the magic circle, the classic circle with a six-pointed star. This is the simplest way to draw a magic circle, and it doesn't require high precision. Even magic apprentices without magic power can draw it. Therefore, the magic circles used in trade with the Outer Gods are usually in this format.

The only difference is the magical text used for filling and the materials used for the composition.

Before long, the ceremony area, which occupied about a third of the space, was set up. Under Isaac's instructions, one after another, black orc warriors, wearing heavy shackles and handcuffs, stood numbly around the ceremony.

Only a very few individuals of good character were placed in the center of the ceremony venue by Isaac.

The black orcs are basically just cushions, and these cushions don't need to be placed in the ritual. Once the ritual is activated, Isaac can draw the power of the ritual to devour them, thus amplifying the efficiency of the ritual!

Isaac is already quite skilled at this, although this is his first time using a human sacrifice.