Chapter 580 - 407: Evil God: Oh, Great Isaac! Please Grant Me Power

Chapter 580: Chapter 407: Evil God: Oh, Great Isaac! Please Grant Me Power

"Absolutely perfect!"

"Yes." Isaac nodded. With a flick of his wrist, a Magic Book materialized and flew before the three of them. "Help me submit this for review. It’s new research."

The Big Cup Witch took the Magic Book and glanced through it, then looked up at Isaac in astonishment—she couldn’t understand the research!

Of course, this wasn’t to say her skills were poor—though they certainly weren’t top-tier—but given her expertise in Magic Potion Science, she could usually grasp the gist of most research related to Magic Potions.

But there was one condition: it had to be research within the field of Magic Potion Science!

And Isaac’s research had basically nothing to do with Magic Potions!

Normally, Wizards seeking to collaborate with the Witch Country would have a series of research projects to conduct. They always started by submitting relatively basic projects for review—ones that could yield quick results. This allowed them to quickly prove their worth while also ensuring the reviewers from the Witch Country could understand the work.

Someone like Isaac, who came out of the gate with era-defining research like the Witch’s Secret Medicine, was practically unheard of!

Let alone the fact that he had already produced results in such a short time. The Big Cup Witch had mentally braced herself before coming to meet such a genius, but she never expected that Isaac’s next move would still catch her completely off guard...

This new research project wasn’t a continuation of his work on Magic Potions, but a brand-new, advanced study titled "Witch Factor"!

Just how advanced was it?

It was so advanced that the only thing the Big Cup Witch could glean from it was that the research had something to do with Witches...

"It’s alright. You can take it back for review. There’s no rush," Isaac said with a small smile, seeing the Big Cup Witch’s confusion.

’The research on the Witch Factor really wasn’t urgent. In my plans, it was just one of the prerequisite studies for becoming a Bloodline Mage. My current priorities are advancing to Tier Five and researching the Mad Witch Traits.’

The Big Cup Witch opened her mouth to speak, but closed it. She still couldn’t understand why Isaac wouldn’t continue his research in the field of Magic Potions. ’Is this just the whim of a genius?’

’Regardless, our mission for this trip has been a complete success. We were supposed to review Isaac’s new research, but that’s a bust now. How the hell can you review something you don’t even understand?’

So, they packed up their things and left.

’Actually, before they arrived, they had considered buying a Magic Potion from Isaac, just like Angel. They didn’t have a Fruit of Time, but they possessed treasures of an equivalent Level. After seeing Isaac’s finished product, however, they had a change of heart.’

’It seemed there was no need to buy the Magic Potion directly from Isaac anyway. His attitude made it clear he had no intention of exclusively brewing Magic Potions for the Witch Country. That meant the recipe would surely be released eventually—it was only a matter of time. And that, of course, would be a separate charge!’

’Of course, price was only a small factor. More importantly, Isaac was a Mad Witch, and Legendary Magic Potions were said to be very particular about abstruse things like "Concepts." Who knew what kind of risks might come with a Magic Potion personally brewed by him?’

’It was best not to take the gamble if they didn’t have to. After all, they weren’t psychopaths like the Mad Witches.’

After the two Witches left, Isaac sat in his chair, lost in thought. He wasn’t pondering his research, but the War.

’Originally, I hadn’t considered it a particularly important matter. The War’s impact was significant, true, but that was the extent of it. Neither the Orc Empire nor the Kingdom Alliance would dare to truly wipe out the Terra Royal Family, not with the Demigod Mage’s promise hanging over them.’

’The Orc Empire might have Demigods of its own—more than one, in fact—but one had to remember that there were vast differences in power even among Demigods!’

’Besides, as they were all Demigods of the Main World, who was to say that one of the Orc Empire’s Demigods wasn’t secretly among those protecting the Terra Royal Family?’

’So, no matter how brutal the War became, the Terra Royal Family always had an ace in the hole for a desperate comeback: suicide.’

’As long as the Royal Family members other than Eldest Prince Morgan and Princess Philo chose suicide, the Demigod Mage’s promise would be fulfilled, ensuring that at least one of the two most promising heirs would survive.’

’In that case, facing a future Demigod as a sworn enemy would be a certainty.’

’Therefore, as long as the Orc Empire and the Kingdom Alliance weren’t led by fools, this War was ultimately of little consequence.’

At least, that’s how it was supposed to be...

’But I had underestimated the effects of the War. Once blood runs hot, many people won’t give a damn about any Demigod’s promise. All they care about is the thrill of the fight.’

’They have long since thrown thoughts of life and death to the wind.’

’And that trend was already beginning to emerge.’

After thinking for a moment, Isaac checked on his father, Gaia. He breathed a sigh of relief upon learning through the Virtual Deity that his father was in good condition and had safely returned to the Main World. He didn’t withdraw the Virtual Deity, however, instead letting It continue to protect his father.

’Of everyone in the family, I worry most about my father. His strength is middling—bottom of Tier Four—making him vulnerable to danger. Unlike my older sister, he doesn’t have the backing of the Truth Association to protect him.’

’As for my older brother... setting aside his strange destiny intertwined with the Terra Royal Family, the unknown Deity backing him would surely be watching over him. Besides, I suspect my brother’s background isn’t so simple!’

’I still remember what my older sister had told me when I first joined the Flesh Sect: be careful of the Witches within it. Their relationship with my older brother was... special.’