Listening to the spiritual ssage emanating from the object in front of him, resembling a teorite.
Lar instantly realized—he had been deceived.
What gentle traits, it was all an act.
"Damn it, what exactly are you?! Do you know the kind of being you’re threatening!"
Lar’s spiritual ssage was like raging thunder, the anger within almost materializing.
He was the Tree Shepherd of the Tree Spirit Clan, the offspring of the Great World Tree!
The bloodline of the Dominator flowed within him!
But the next mont, he fell silent.
For a faint pressure emitted from Richard’s remaining body, though slight, made him tremble uncontrollably.
"Dom... Dominator?"
Lar’s spiritual ssage was sowhat fragnted, under the dual effect of this pressure and virus, his soul was near losing control.
He felt he was really in luck.
What he had up his sleeve was not a fragnt of the Dominator, but an injured Dominator!
"You have thirty seconds left," Richard said calmly.
"After thirty seconds, if you can’t give a satisfactory answer, your body and soul will both wither away."
Listening to Richard’s threat, Lar responded without hesitation, "What do you want? I’ll agree to everything!"
If what was before him was an illusion creature from the Endless Dinsion, he might have resisted a bit. But now he was facing a Dominator.
Even though this Dominator was seriously injured and required disguise and strategy to deal with small fry like him, he was definitely not sothing Lar could resist.
The bloodline of the Dominator flowed within him, yet because of it, he knew the terrifying existence of Dominators.
"Very well. Then bring out the contract."
With a slight movent of Richard’s body, a virus targeting the one he had just released entered Lar’s body.
This virus was very lethal against the forr one, suitable as a buffer.
Feeling the state of his body stabilizing, Lar tore his soul without hesitation and made a Destiny Contract.
The idea of running away didn’t linger in his mind for even a mont.
He knew there was only one chance to survive.
Never think that a Dominator is easygoing!
Richard took the contract and then drafted a few clauses on it. The content wasn’t harsh, mainly centered around confidentiality.
Richard didn’t need a World Master’s slave; he only needed this guy to help him recover to World Master status.
Lar took the contract, feeling a slight tremor in his heart.
"Such relaxed conditions."
Richard’s terms were very lenient, summing up to just one sentence.
He needed to do his best to help Richard collect treasures to restore strength, and strictly keep all information about Richard a secret during this process.
Apart from this, Richard didn’t even add any slave terms.
However, Lar quickly realized, he was now dealing with a Dominator.
For which Dominator under any civilization does not have a bunch of World Masters working for him? Why would one lack a small figure like him as a slave?
If not for the misfortune, even as a World Master, he might not have even the chance to et a Dominator.
Thinking about this, Lar happily signed the contract.
Working for a Dominator was a fortune many yearned for but never achieved. Even sothing revealed from the Dominator’s tree crown could benefit them for a lifeti.
"So eagerly?"
Richard felt a fleeting surprise in his heart.
For so reason, after knowing he was a Dominator, Richard always felt that the World Master in front of him looked at him with a hint of sycophancy.
"To serve soone of your stature is the honor of a small sapling like ," Lar replied obsequiously.
"...Makes sense."
Richard suddenly realized that he was already a big figure. As long as he showed his intent, there would be a group of people voluntarily running errands for him.
With the contract signed, Richard naturally had no desire to disguise himself further.
The free elents and energy in the air continuously entered his body, and Richard’s originally palm-sized body began expanding like being blown up by air.
Seeing this scene, Lar imdiately found a pile of elental gems from within his body.
Lar already understood Richard’s thods. Even absorbing the Four Elents to restore the body, a thod Lar himself knew.
However, he always felt that there was a fundantal difference between his ans and those of this Dominator before him.
In just a mont, Richard’s body had grown to over ten ters.
"Very good."
Richard patted Lar’s body, resolving the virus in Lar’s body in the process.
The second virus, while countering the first, was rely a temporary asure. If not relieved, it wouldn’t take long for Lar’s body to reach equilibrium between the two viruses, causing the body to die in various ways.
"Now tell about the state of your civilization."
...
The Natural Federation, a weak civilization alliance established fifty thousand years ago to counter the powerful Curse Demon Empire.
There are five civilization mbers in the Federation: the Tree Spirit Clan, Ghost Horror Clan, chanical Clan, Tide Spirit Clan, and Winged People Clan.
These five races are not strong, even the strongest Ghost Horror Clan has only two Dominators. The other races have only one Dominator each.
For this reason, they were able to unite to form the Natural Federation.
Listening to Lar’s account, Richard gained a rough understanding of this civilization.
He can now be certain that he has not co to another World Community. Because he once heard the Plastic Power Dominator ntion that on the other side of the Wizard Civilization, there exists a multi-race alliance.
"Truly fortunate," Richard sighed in his heart.
The Dinsion Rift opened by creatures is not fixed to a single area.
Without fixed coordinates, even a Dominator entering the Endless Dinsion might end up in the corresponding area of another World Community.
The probability of encountering a creature from the sa World Community in the Star Realm is almost negligible.
Richard could almost hear the echo of destiny upon him.
After understanding the composition of the Natural Federation, Richard also gained so clarity about his current situation.
In the present circumstances, he is quite safe.
The Natural Federation is very far from the Civilization Devourer and is quite strong. Even if the Civilization Devourer were to hunt him down, there would be soone else to take the hit.
However, while safety is assured, restoring his strength now poses a considerable challenge.
"Are you saying you own a world but have no Soul Essence?"
Listening to Lar’s account, Richard felt the world was truly peculiar. It was the first ti he had seen a World Master without Soul Essence.
The rarity of Soul Essence for ordinary creatures is akin to a rare treasure. But for a World Master, it is downgraded to a scarce material.
A world is too vast; even the smallest Miniature World, as long as one is willing to search, will have so Soul Essence to be found.
"Sire, you might not know," said Lar, a bit embarrassed, "Soul Essence is a strategic resource, directly controlled by the Federation. Even though the war with the Curse Demon Empire has temporarily ceased, resource controls have not been lifted.
Unless with a valid reason, no World Master can obtain Soul Essence."
"What counts as a valid reason?" Richard asked.
"In the past, going to the battlefield guaranteed allocation. Being injured also ant allocation. But now..."
Lar hesitated to continue.
"Now, unless the Curse Demon begins to attack again, there is no reason to obtain Soul Essence."
Richard remained silent and, after a long pause, sighed slightly: "This is sowhat troubleso."
Soul Essence is one of the few materials for healing the soul without resistance, and it’s the easiest soul healing dicine to acquire.
Without Soul Essence, he didn’t know how long it would take to recover.
But as he pondered, Richard felt as if he had forgotten sothing. This feeling had lingered since his return to the Material World.
He felt that he should have so way to quickly return to the Wizard World from the Material World, but he just couldn’t rember it.
"It seems the mory loss is quite severe," Richard thought to himself.
With the soul gravely injured, mory loss was naturally unavoidable.
However, Richard had backed up the crucial content of the Furnace Man’s heritage in the Wizard World. The skills from the Ghost Craftsman didn’t belong to mory and were not at risk of being lost.
Overall, the losses weren’t significant and remained within a tolerable range.
Nonetheless, he indeed ought to make a mory backup next ti.
Even though the Reverse Attribute of the Civilization Devourer was ineffective on him, amnesia caused by soul damage was unavoidable.
Putting aside these thoughts for now, Richard looked at Lar.
"Since there’s no Soul Essence, I can only obtain more Magic Potions for soul recovery."
Hearing this, Lar hesitated again before saying, "Sire, there are only a few within the entire Natural Federation who can concoct Magic Potions effective for beings like you. Even the materials are scarce, with only a few able to obtain them.
Among them, the only one I can connect with is the Spirit dicine Saint of our Tree Spirit Clan.
But this Saint has a rather peculiar temperant, so..."
"As long as you can connect with him, that’s enough," Richard interrupted without hesitation, "As long as you et him, there’s no worry he won’t act."
"Sire, you absolutely can’t take action against this individual."
Seeing Richard’s decisiveness, Lar’s expression changed.
"This gentleman is a sub-entity of the Great World Tree. If you touch him, the Great World Tree will definitely notice."
"You don’t need to worry about this," Richard glanced at Lar calmly, "I’m not so brute native.
As long as you can et him, you’ll certainly have sothing to persuade him...I guarantee it."
Although sowhat incomplete, it’s enough to move a World Master.
Whether it’s Spiritual Evolution or Physique Evolution, once contact is made, it’s all just a matter of course.
Seeing Richard’s calm deanor, Lar said no more. As long as a Dominator is willing, persuading a World Master is absolutely feasible; it’s just a question of the price.
"Since you are determined, I will now prepare the route to the Mother World."
"Hey, don’t rush off."
Richard called to Lar, casually patting his body. In the next mont, a wave of Evolution Material entered Lar’s body.
Instantly, Lar’s body began to tremble, his bark showing wounds caused by cell dissolution, fruits, and leaves falling off his branches, even his resilient bones began to crack.
But during this process, Lar’s Life Radiation beca increasingly vibrant.
Monts later, Lar’s body stopped trembling.
Lar’s current physical state appeared sowhat miserable, but his Life Radiation was now much stronger than before.
With that single pat, Richard increased Lar’s Physique by a full twenty points.
"Serve well, and there will be no shortage of benefits," Richard said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Lar bent his body thirty degrees towards Richard, as if bowing.
"Thank you, Sire, for nurturing ! I shall not disappoint your trust!"
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