"If that day truly comes, a real grand army will descend once more. This place will become the frontline of the Plane War, completely engulfed in the flames of battle!"
As a high-level Wizard, Flosf spoke of these matters with genuine solemnity.
"To be honest, when I first saw the Soul Binding Demon Armor, I didn't think much of it. It was just some foolish natives secretly acquiring a bit of abyssal knowledge and materials through sacrifices or similar means to forge weapons and armor... Even if they managed to summon a small group of demons to help conquer other natives, it wasn't a cause for concern. But later, when it escalated to the scale of an army, and even you were ambushed... coupled with the cleverness of simultaneously contacting multiple parties and placing bets on all sides... I actually started to admire this guy. It's just a pity that, in the end, a native is still a native. He has no idea what the Plane War truly means, nor does he understand the consequences of such foolish actions!"
Upon hearing this, Roy didn't say much, but he silently thought to himself, "It seems that even after living for nearly a thousand years, my teacher can't escape the arrogance of self-centeredness. Kairon's destiny is to rebel—he doesn't care about consequences!"
...
A few days later, Roy returned to the quarry. Yanila didn't follow him this time. Instead, she stayed behind with her tribe to fully take over the territory.
"Yanila and the Blood Mane Tribe she leads can replace the eastern territories of the former Bloodhoof Tribe. Tinas' subordinate, Fenir, can also be supported to take over the western territories of the Bloodhoof Tribe. In ten or twenty years, there will undoubtedly be a great war there. Let them serve as the first line of defense against the initial wave of attacks! But whether it's demons, mages, or orcs... those natives certainly won't be able to withstand it. We need to be fully prepared."
During their next communication, Flosf informed Roy of this. Roy immediately felt a sense of urgency.
"If that's the case, I'll have to hurry and improve my own strength!"
Fortunately, he had never slacked off in this regard. He just needed to be a bit more diligent than before.
...
"The Orc Empire! The Plane War! This isn't going to turn into some kind of 'Prince's Revenge' drama, is it? Please, no! I'm still just an intermediate apprentice! I need to advance to the advanced level, or even become an Elite Apprentice, within the next few years! Right, Blood Mercury! Blood Mercury Enhancement! That can help us reach the level of a Grand Knight, at least improving our physical strength first."
Not long after, Roy held a meeting in the quarry's council hall. Everyone who attended was deeply shocked by the news. Demons, devils, mages, orcs... none of these factions were easy to deal with. They weren't natives of a low-magic world! And according to general patterns, unless the situation becomes so dire that intervention is absolutely necessary, the alliance always maintains a strong strategic composure. To put it bluntly, even if this entire area falls and all the Wizards perish... the alliance might not care much. After all, the battlefield is far from limited to just this one place. The ones who should be worried are Flosf, the governor of this region, and Roy, who is stationed here to assist.
Roy said, "I will gradually ease the restrictions on alchemical products, and there will also be some knowledge and skills available. If you have the talent, you can exchange them with me for money." He had always intended to nurture everyone's growth, but now he had to accelerate the process. Everyone expressed their determination to work hard. After all, this was a matter of life and death.
"Ivent, stay for a moment."
After a while, Roy called out to Ivent, who had wood elf blood in his veins.
"What are your orders, Lord Roy?"
Ivent, slightly nervous and apprehensive, looked at Roy.
"Go to the southern ice plains behind Mount Sacred Barrier and survey the terrain for me, investigate the ruins.
Do this well, and I won't be stingy with rewards!"
After a moment of thought, Roy assigned him a task.
Ivent was momentarily stunned: "The southern ice plains..."
Then he understood that this was about making some early arrangements.
...
After assigning the tasks, Roy returned to his room to ponder.
"Originally, I thought choosing this place would give me at least a few decades of leisure...
But now it seems worse than those Plane Battlefields!"
Among the territories controlled by the Wizards, many are on the front lines of war.
But there are Great Wizards guarding them, with large armies stationed.
These territories, on the brink of chaos, are even more unpredictable.
Roy sorted out his thoughts, determined to accelerate his growth.
Specific methods...
The development of the "Transmutation Circle"...
The engraving of the "Animation Art"...
The acquisition of innate abilities...
All will be of utmost importance.
Especially innate abilities, he is gradually confirming that certain special conditions are needed.
After leaving the homeland of Chalkland and coming to this world, he has only found the "Legendary Destiny" to be related to it.
"That is essentially the crystallization of the World's Will, a kind of 'Divine Spark'!...
Just that the 'Legendary Destiny' is slightly inferior!"
Roy is increasingly convinced that the Forbidden Experiment in Chalkland extensively used "Divine Sparks," "Divine Souls," "Divinity," and so on as materials!
He even suspects that his own crossing is related to that failed Forbidden Experiment.
But what exactly the connection is, he has a vague guess in his heart, yet no way to confirm it.
"Never mind, let's not worry about that for now, let's try refining the essence blood obtained from those Orcs!
As for the soul, we'll study it for a while and see."
Soon, Roy gathered his thoughts and took out a set of equipment for separating and extracting bloodline essence in the Alchemy Room.
At his call, the magical alchemy tools got busy.
"The materials I have now are enough to extract several bottles of Centaur Bloodline Potion!
Some advanced knights from the Bloodhoof Tribe might carry the Bloodline Factor of the Bloodhoof King, forming a Bloodline Potion.
Wizards have done quite a bit of research on it; after making it, it can help me advance to the intermediate level, or even further to the advanced level, just like the Neanderthal Bloodline I took before!
The Orc Bloodline is similar...
The Orc Bloodline of Orcs is quite robust among mortal creatures!"
However, refining bloodline essence itself is not the focus of Roy's research.
This is the field of expertise for Bloodline Wizards, and he has only dabbled in it.
Roy focuses on the summarization of "Bloodline Transmutation" and the development of [Fortune's Favor].
Now, the Art of Alchemy he masters spans two major systems, one is the traditional old method and system of the Wizarding World, and the other is the "Transmutation Circle" established based on his own talent [Equivalent Exchange], with the ultimate goal of "All-Things Transmutation."
The latter was not built on thin air but was derived from tradition, representing both an improvement and innovation, as well as the development of one's innate talents.
"Respected Lord Roy, we have detected the Bloodline Factor of a Behemoth in this blood sample!"
At that moment, a pipette suddenly surged with magical energy, and a lifelike child's face appeared on it, speaking up to remind him.