Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

"Netherworld Dominator, mediation with nature is not solely on your side; I will also go to the Curse Demon side," Richard calmly replied.

Though he could sense the double meaning in Netherworld's words, speaking now would surely encourage a negotiating stance that asks for too much.

When seeking help, the positions of both parties are not the same.

Moreover, from Richard's perspective, getting the Ghost Horror Clan to join the Wizard Alliance was already a good outcome.

Otherwise, he could easily ally with the World Tree and the Curse Demon Empire to erase the Ghost Horror Clan from this World Community.

"Go to the Curse Demon side?"

A thin smile appeared on the Netherworld Dominator's face, carrying only one meaning—mockery.

"Honorable Alchemy Wizard, you probably don't know what kind of things the Curse Demons are. These guys are demons, and to them, other creatures only have one name—slaves!"

As he spoke, he leaned back, as if addressing all the Dominators in the council hall.

"I think you all remember that unlucky fellow, the Dominator from another civilization."

Richard's eyebrows twitched, and he glanced at the Great World Tree beside him.

The Great World Tree explained, "In the past, the Curse Demon Empire once enslaved Dominators from other World Communities, using them as weapons of war."

The Netherworld Dominator looked at Richard and calmly asked, "Honorable Alchemy Wizard, do you think you can escape from the hands of the Curse Demon Emperor? And it's two Curse Demon Emperors."

Richard chuckled and leaned back as well.

"That's my affair."

"Then please come back after mediating the Curse Demons, Honorable Alchemy Wizard." The Netherworld stood up, and behind him appeared a Dimension Gate woven from roots and stems.

"As long as the Curse Demons cease fire, we will naturally cease fire as well."

With that, he strode into the door, paying no heed to the other Dominators in the meeting room.

The Great World Tree watched the Netherworld Dominator leave without taking any action to stop him.

Although he was quite displeased with the Netherworld Dominator's behavior, without the help of the World Tree's main body, he could at most win over Netherworld by a bit.

Starting a fight over such emotions truly wastes time and strength.

After the Netherworld Dominator left, the Clan Leader of the Tide Spirit Clan also stood up.

He slightly bowed to the Great World Tree, then spoke, "Old Tree, without resolving Netherworld, our agreement is useless."

As he spoke, a Dimension Gate also appeared behind him.

However, this time the Great World Tree took action.

"That stubborn mule Netherworld is gone; it doesn't hinder us from having our meeting."

While speaking, the Clan Leader's Dimension Gate was promptly blocked by several stems.

"There's another message from the Alchemy Wizard that needs to be conveyed to you."

The Clan Leader of the Tide Spirit Clan, a bit embarrassed, returned to his seat. Then the Great World Tree shared the news about the activation of Previous Civilization relics.

"Mechanical, your people love collecting those previous civilization parts; haven't you noticed any commotion?" the Great World Tree asked.

The Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan shook his head.

"I can be very sure that none of my children have encountered such incidents."

However, despite saying this, the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan felt a shadow cast over his heart.

The Mechanical Clan has the habit of integrating Previous Civilization parts into their bodies; if such activation phenomena are real, he fears his subordinates might be...

The Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan dared not think further.

"There's no need for you to worry so much, sir." Richard suddenly spoke, "I have a means to identify those who are being eroded. If they haven't been entirely devoured, I might still be able to save their souls."

Moreover, the Civilization Devourer might indeed not have activated those tricks.

After all, the Natural Federation is too far from him, using them now won't only cause trouble, but might instead unify us."

Steam puffed from atop the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan's head, as if sighing.

"In that case, I must trouble you, sir, to help check. We are about to hold a grand Mechanical Festival where all Mechanical Clans will return to the mother world."

Richard nodded, smiling, "A duty as it is, I am obliged."

While speaking, no one noticed the fleeting gloom in the eyes of the Clan Leader of the Tide Spirit Clan.

...

The meeting ended, and although no agreements were reached, it did expose many problems.

The war between the Natural Federation and the Curse Demon Empire mainly stems from the Curse Demon Empire, while the attitude of the Natural Federation is not particularly important—if the Curse Demon Empire is willing to cease fire, then so must the Natural Federation.

Otherwise, the Natural Federation, with the strength of a single civilization, will challenge the entire Wizard Alliance.

Though the Wizard Alliance temporarily has no countermeasure for the Civilization Devourer, it still has ample power over a Natural Federation. Cooperating with the Curse Demon Empire, the Natural Federation has only one path—destruction.

In the Enchanting Soul Dimension, Richard's main body stroked his chin. He felt that going to the Curse Demon Empire might be more useful now.

"However, given how unfriendly the Curse Demon Empire is, going there directly might not be feasible."

Richard pondered in his heart, casually crushing the soul of a Level 4 creature and throwing it into the Miracle Furnace for refining.

The souls trapped in the mist, eroded over the years, had their essence transformed into a part of the Mist Dimension, so these souls and Mist Spirits could be refined into Soul Essence.

"I still need to restore my strength as soon as possible. The personality construction of those two souls should also be prioritized."

In his Miracle Dimension, there were two Dominators' souls that he hadn't dealt with. The personalities of these two souls had been obliterated and had to be re-constructed by him before imbuing them with memories to become the Soul of Dominator.

If Richard could complete the weaving of these two souls' personalities and prepare bodies for them, then going to mediate at the Curse Demon Empire might not succeed, but at least there wouldn't be any danger.

However, building a body or weaving a personality, neither is an easy task.

There's no need to mention the complexity of building a body, and weaving a personality is also not a simple matter. Richard needs to edit not a newborn personality but a mature Dominator's personality.

This personality must possess substantial memories to be maintained, and enough knowledge to provide them with combat power.

Moreover, the most troublesome part is that these souls might still hold many chaotic memories; if these were normal memories it would be fine, but if they are tortured memories, Richard would need to clear them.

In short, making these two souls return to the Dominator's position is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Fortunately, Richard is not fighting alone.

For the matter of personality, he can seek help from the Soul Crown; the gods have researched personality construction due to the Heroic Spirit Technology.

Although there are many issues within the Wizard Alliance, at this crucial moment, those minor conflicts will not affect the bigger premise of civilizational cooperation.

As he was contemplating, the dense fog beside Richard suddenly surged, as if a Giant Beast was approaching.

A powerful pressure spread through the heavens and earth, and Richard squinted his eyes, a slightly ferocious smile appearing on his face.

"A Dominator, is it? Looks like the time to restore my strength has shortened."

...

Star Realm, the Mechanical Clan's mother world.

"So this is the mother world of the Mechanical Clan? I didn't expect such a unique world to exist within the Star Realm."

Walking out of the world's root, Richard gazed upon the iron plains in front of him, unable to suppress an exclamation.

The Mechanical Clan's mother world is a medium-sized world, yet within this world, Richard sensed a feeling akin to the erosion of Illusion Rules.

"Indeed, our world is quite special," the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan said with a smile, "According to my investigation, a Dominator once fell within this world, his dimensional imprint left on the World Origin, thus creating this world and us as well."

In Richard's mind flashed the Mechanical Dimension he had once visited; the mother world of the Mechanical Clan indeed bore many similarities to it.

"What a pity," Richard sighed slightly, "I had once seen a dimension very similar to this world, but that dimension was devoured by a Dominator.

If it weren't, perhaps you could have directly merged with that dimension."

In the Natural Federation, only the Great World Tree and Netherworld hold complete dimensions. The Great World Tree is due to age, while Netherworld relies on inheriting a dimension.

If the Mechanical Dimension hadn't been devoured by the Heart Image Dominator, this leader of the Mechanical Clan could have used the Mechanical Dimension to become an Eighth-level Dominator.

The Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan paused for a moment.

"...Is that so? That is indeed somewhat regrettable."

Delving deeper into the iron plains, the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan led Richard to his small workshop.

Compared to the massive, cold metallic structures surrounding it, this small workshop appeared quite outdated.

"Sit down, Alchemy Wizard. The Great Mechanical Festival is still two months away, during which time we might have some exchanges."

"Exchange? Exchange is good," Richard said, finding a seat on a bench in the workshop, "Exchange is the ladder to progress."

"Exchange is the ladder to progress...a well-said line."

The Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan casually tossed a metal ingot into the furnace.

"However, let's set aside the exchange of knowledge for now. I have some news about the Ghost Horror Clan that might interest you."

"Oh? News about the Ghost Horror Clan?"

Richard's gaze suddenly became sharp, as he thought to himself, it seems that the internal struggles within the Natural Federation are quite intense.

The Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan pressed a button on his body, and an invisible Power of Dimension barrier promptly enveloped the entire small workshop.

"As an outsider, without ties to the Ghost Horror Clan, you are the freest, so this news fits you best."

Richard squinted his eyes, asking with interest, "What exactly is the news, to make you so cautious."

Richard could see clearly the craftsmanship of this dimensional barrier; this thing is similar to his Hermit's Robe, both utilizing the Power of Dimension to conceal destiny.

However, the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan's skill in this regard is considerably cruder than his Hermit's Robe.

"Originally this news was nothing, but you mentioned the activation of previous civilization's artifacts, making this matter rather serious," the Clan Leader of the Mechanical Clan said gravely.

"According to my intelligence, the Ghost Horror Clan's Netherworld has hidden something in their mother world, something excavated from the ruins of a previous civilization."