Chapter 237: Chapter 190: Great Harvest! The Generous Master of Billions of Flesh
But this time was different!
This time, during the ritual, He had already received a crucial piece of information—this Mad Witch wanted to occupy the Itra Kingdom!
Of course, even so, He couldn’t learn the Mad Witch’s true identity by any means. All information was blocked by the Gate of Legends before it could reach Him.
But who said you needed to know someone’s identity to get revenge?
Since He knew this Mad Witch was going to occupy Itra, it was simple. He just had to issue a divine decree to His Believers, ordering them to kill the Mad Witch who occupied Itra.
If His Believers’ strength wasn’t enough, He could also dispatch His own Secret Mages.
As a Dimensional Demon God, and one of the most powerful at that, He didn’t need to act personally to deal with someone in the real world. He had plenty of ways!
...
"Mensa!!!"
As the Master of Billions of Flesh began to act, in the space outside Itra, the White-robed Mage seemed to receive some kind of information. His eyes flew open, and as he roared at Mensa, he hurled a purple Energy Ball!
"Disperse~"
However, faced with an Energy Ball powerful enough to instantly kill a High-level Knight, Mensa simply gave a gentle wave of his hand. The ball, along with the Authority Power entwined around it, dissipated into the wind, transforming into a flock of colorful butterflies that fluttered gently in the air.
"You’re a grown man. Why do you still act so impulsively?" Mensa said with a smile, patting his Wizard Robe.
Soon, the other two bewildered High-level Mages also received messages from their respective factions. Their pupils contracted slightly as they stared at Mensa in shock. This was especially true for the Grey-robed Mage, who had been loafing around. After his initial surprise, his old face darkened, and his grey Wizard Robe billowed in the wind.
The Black-robed Mage, Noel, who was standing nearby, sensed the surging Magic Power emanating from him and couldn’t help but take a few steps back. He shielded several of his own Wizards behind him, and then they all moved to stand behind the other Wizards to continue watching the show.
Although he was also quite surprised, the Flesh Sect was just a Wizard Organization. Their headquarters had always been the Flesh Dimension, so they never had any illusions about ruling Itra. Therefore, this turmoil had absolutely nothing to do with them.
Oh, that wasn’t quite right. It did have a little to do with them.
One of the main culprits behind this turmoil was from their Sect.
But it didn’t matter. Not only was the Terra Empire there to take the heat like a great tree providing cover, but even if it wasn’t, based on the talent and courage Isaac had shown, their Sect would protect him no matter what!
’So what if it’s a Demigod?’
’If their Sect shook its foundations a little, they could still produce a few old-timers. It’s not like other factions were the only ones who had them.’
"I’ve said it before. You’re all getting on in years, so be more mature. A few people died, so what? Is it really such a big deal? Or are you saying you want to go to war with our Empire?" Mensa’s face showed no sign of guilt. Instead, he spoke lightly with a smile.
"A few people? Are you kidding me?! Our Second Prince and Prince Isman were among those who died this time! You shouldn’t have targeted the entire Itra Royal Family! The Holy Rui Si Empire will not let this matter rest!" the Grey-robed Mage said in a low voice, looking at Mensa with a grave expression.
Seeing the Grey-robed Mage speak up, the White-robed Mage beside him breathed a small sigh of relief. Then, his face full of anger, he added, "The Seventh Princess of our Yisun Kingdom also died in this incident! If we don’t get an explanation, we won’t let this rest either!"
"Heh~" Mensa had anticipated their reaction; after all, he was the one who had formulated the plan. He chuckled softly and said playfully, "You won’t let it rest? We’re all Wizards here. Let’s be direct. What do you want?"
Hearing Mensa’s words, the White-robed Mage glared, about to erupt in anger. But he was a Wizard, after all. In the end, his reason prevailed, and he didn’t lash out rashly. Instead, he glanced at the Grey-robed Mage out of the corner of his eye.
He was self-aware enough to know that the Yisun Kingdom alone was no match for the Terra Empire.
"Thirty percent of the Mithril mines within the territories of Bayer, Northern Itra, and Yisun."
"Impossible. Five percent is the most I can give you!"
"Twenty-five percent!" After a pause, the Grey-robed Mage continued, "The ones who died this time were a Second Prince who was high in the line of succession and another Prince!"
"Ten percent!" Mensa also paused before saying, "Your Eldest Prince is outstanding and is already approaching Tier Four. The Second Prince was merely a Great Knight. Being high in the line of succession is useless when he wasn’t the Crown Prince. As for that other Prince... if you threw a brick in your Imperial Capital, you’d hit a dozen Princes who hold nothing but a title."
"Twenty percent! A Prince with only a title is still a Prince! An imperial son without succession rights is still an imperial son!"
...
The White-robed Mage, watching them start to haggle as if no one else was there, had a face as dark as water—especially since the resources being traded included those from his own kingdom!
But in the face of two Great Empires, a dark expression was all he could manage...
After all, the two from the Holy Rui Si Empire who had died, despite their Itra bloodline, were not particularly important figures. From the very beginning, their fates were sealed: either they would leave behind descendants and live out an unremarkable life, or they would come to occupy Itra.
The Second Prince’s situation was even more tragic. Because of his noble status, he wasn’t even allowed to have descendants, to avoid creating too great of an impact if an incident like this ever occurred.
’But it was different for us!’
’Our investment wasn’t small!’
’The one who died was even my own descendant!’
’Damn it!’
...
Meanwhile, the Master of Billions of Flesh, who was in the process of eradicating the Itra Royal Family, saw Isaac’s figure in the Mysterious Void, just as expected. He began to furiously obstruct Isaac while simultaneously speeding up the eradication!
Unfortunately, such a massive offering had also brought Isaac an unprecedented amount of energy in the Mysterious Void. The Master of Billions of Flesh was completely unable to stop Isaac’s advance as he began the Erosion of His Dimension!
Isaac’s goal was clear: he only wanted these unwanted Dimensions!
The Master of Billions of Flesh’s goal was also clear now: He only wanted to protect His own Dimension!
So, upon discovering that He couldn’t stop Isaac’s advance, He even took the initiative to hand other Authorities over to Isaac, attempting to deplete Isaac’s energy this way.
Unfortunately, Isaac’s goal had always been firm. He didn’t even spare a glance for the Authorities being handed to him!
And so, while the two Great Empires were secretly clashing outside Itra, inside the Itra Kingdom, Isaac was also engaged in a "heart-pounding" confrontation with the Master of Billions of Flesh!
’I couldn’t help but be nervous. After all, if I wasn’t careful, all the energy I had worked so hard to gather would turn into a pile of useless Authorities.’
Fortunately, under Isaac’s precise control, everything was proceeding smoothly.
At the same time, the Master of Billions of Flesh, having lost the struggle in the Mysterious Void, intensified His efforts to eradicate the scions of the Itra Royal Family in the outside world.
By now, the other scions were almost all dead. Only the Tier Four Miracle Knight was still stubbornly resisting. He was a Miracle Knight, after all, who wielded a power called Miracle. For the Master of Billions of Flesh, such an Existence was quite difficult to kill with a mere projection.
Unfortunately, "difficult to kill" was not the same as "impossible to kill."
And so, after a short while, the Itra ancestor, who had been restrained by the Terra Empire, was completely devoured by crimson Dimensional Magic Power amidst a torrent of curses...
After fulfilling the ritual’s requirements, the Master of Billions of Flesh immediately withdrew His consciousness from the Mysterious Void and began to absorb the energy from the offerings with all His might!
He was well aware that the offerings this time were simply too vast. The power of the Gate of Legends pried open by them was absurdly immense!
In the Mysterious Void, it was impossible for Him to stop Isaac’s advance. His only choice now was to completely absorb the offerings and bring the ritual to a definitive end!
Unfortunately, He had miscalculated in the end...
Even though he noticed that the Master of Billions of Flesh had given up His resistance, Isaac still decisively withdrew from the Mysterious Void and ended the ritual directly once the margin for error dropped to around five hundred percent.
This left the Master of Billions of Flesh, who had returned to the Flesh Dimension with a pile of offerings, completely baffled...
’What... was that about?’
’Was he humiliating me?’
’Fuck!’
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