Chapter 583 - 408: The Incompetent Old Evil God and the Mad Witch Imp Who Eats and Takes

Chapter 583: Chapter 408: The Incompetent Old Evil God and the Mad Witch Imp Who Eats and Takes

"Come on, use these materials to set up a trading ritual. Then, trade with me, and I will grant you power."

The Evil God: "???"

’Hold on, bro. Who’s giving power to whom?’

Hearing what Isaac said, the Evil God choked back his sinister cackle and stared at Isaac, completely baffled.

"You don’t get it? But you should. You’re an Evil God, after all. It’s just a reverse application of the trading ritual. It’s very simple," Isaac said, looking quizzically at the baffled Evil God.

The Evil God was speechless. ’Is this really a question of whether it’s simple?’

It was, in fact, quite simple. Normally, a human couldn’t be on the receiving end of a trading ritual, as the essence of the ritual was sacrifice. Only beings like Deities, Demons, and elves could accept sacrifices. As for humans, the only exception would be a Demigod who had embarked on the Path of the Gods.

But that was for normal situations. In abnormal ones, a Deity could proactively swap the positions of both parties. It was a very simple process, requiring only mutual consent.

Theoretically, despite its many limitations, an old fiend like this innately evil Evil God should have been able to find some clever uses for it.

In reality, however, there were none. This was because in this type of trade, some things—like one’s soul—could not be given away. After swapping positions, only a Deity could trade, or rather, sacrifice their soul to a human, effectively playing a game of mutually assured destruction.

But clearly, no Deity was that unhinged.

Therefore, what left the Evil God baffled was this: He, a great and mighty Evil God, was supposed to make a sacrifice to a mortal?!

’Did He have any dignity left?’

But...

After all, He had signed a contract, and that thing’s binding power was still very strong. Plus, for some reason, He had a nagging feeling that this Mad Witch’s contract was far more restrictive than usual!

Thus, though still at a loss for words, the Evil God obediently cooperated with Isaac in setting up the ritual. The initial steps were the same as a normal trading ritual, arranged and activated by Isaac.

But what happened next was different. Just before the trade was about to commence, the Evil God made his move. He reversed his and Isaac’s positions within the ritual. He became the one petitioning Isaac for power!

Strange as it was, despite his extreme reluctance beforehand, once the ritual truly began, the Evil God found it...

...was actually quite interesting!

In this trading process, He had two options. One was to make a request as normal for the other party to fulfill. This was useless to Him, though—not because He was unable to propose a trade.

He could propose one, but the problem was that the content of this particular trade had already been determined by Isaac. He could only act according to the contract and request to be granted an Authority Crystal...

It was a complete perversion of the natural order!

He, a mighty Tier Six True God, was begging a Tier Four Wizard for an Authority that was barely Tier Three in strength!

’This world has truly gone mad!’

After stating the terms of the trade, the Evil God’s mouth twitched. Then, with a mixture of resignation and curiosity, he began to perceive the other special ability on offer. It seemed to be a special kind of Space, one that only his consciousness could sink into, but...

Suddenly, upon comprehending the information about the Mysterious Void, a sharp glint flashed in the Evil God’s eyes. ’So this is how the Mad Witch plunders abilities?’

’In that case, doesn’t that mean He could...’

The corners of the Evil God’s mouth curled upward in a malicious smile. He immersed his consciousness into the Mysterious Void, preparing to teach this innately evil Mad Witch brat a good lesson!

’Does he really think we Evil Gods are saints? How dare he trust Me so readily?’

Soon, the Evil God’s consciousness arrived in the Mysterious Void. He looked at the star-filled expanse and couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed. As much as He hated this evil little brat, He had to admit the kid was incredibly learned to have mastered so many things at his age.

’No, that’s not right. He didn’t necessarily master them!’

’Ten to one he plundered them!’

’That innately evil Mad Witch brat!’

At that moment, the innately evil old fiend of an Evil God suddenly felt a newfound appreciation for Isaac. This feeling intensified when He looked closely and discovered that some of the abilities contained within the Mysterious Void were the same as His own. He appreciated Isaac all the more for it.

’He actually has abilities just like Mine. Not bad, the kid has class!’

’Huh? He’s also mastered the technique for creating a Dark Star? A bit interesting. Hmm, is this a Death Dragon Spell? Interesting. I remember I’m the only one who mastered this, but I didn’t expect him to have it too. Hmm? And this?’

As time passed, the smile on the innately evil old fiend’s face slowly vanished...

Because He was shocked to realize, how the hell were these abilities just *similar*?!

These were His fucking abilities!

Fuck!

’Am I robbing myself?’

’What’s the damn point of just moving something from my left hand to my right?!’

’Wait, that’s not right!?’

Suddenly, the Evil God had a horrifying realization. He looked down at the "Star" of Forbidden Knowledge about the Star God he had just casually plucked, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

Because He realized that in that very instant, he had lost the Forbidden Knowledge contained within that "Star." He could now only remember that He once possessed such Knowledge, but as for the specific contents, He couldn’t recall a thing!

’This isn’t me fucking robbing myself, and it isn’t just moving something from my left hand to my right!’

’This is me helping Isaac fucking rob myself!’

’From my hand to Isaac’s hand!’

’That son of a bitch is taking the sacrifices that were supposed to be His, giving me some insignificant Authority—a textbook case of giving something from his left hand to his right—and then he even wants to take something extra on his way out!’

’He’s taking everything that’s not nailed down!’

’And what about Him?’