An Accepted Fate

Plus, divine-ranked materials did not simply grow on trees. Most were probably already consumed or being guarded by a peak legendary existence, waiting for the material to fully blossom. Such as the Half-Bloomed Divine Flower of Renewal that the Overlord of the Ferae Jungle, Beast King Invigris was guarding.

"There's just one more thing," Izroth said in a carefree manner.

Orion's heart sank when he heard Izroth's words. He had already taken so many resources. What more could he possibly want from them?

"The Golden Imp—tell me everything you know about it," Izroth stated.

When Izroth mentioned the Golden Imp, the players from Shattered began to whisper among themselves.

"Golden Imp? Is he talking about that thing rumored to grant any wish?"

"Isn't that just a bunch of nonsense though? If such a thing existed, couldn't you just wish to be the strongest?"