Demon Bible

Chapter 113: Alchemical Armguard

Compared to the Life Path, the spirit lacked any substantial physical vessel.

Therefore, the attribute values of Mental Power could not be released through conventional means.

If one were to indiscriminately unleash Mental Power to attack someone, the stat conversion rate would be less than ten percent.

For example, if a Mage currently had a Mental Power attribute value of three and unleashed it entirely to attack a target, the resulting damage would only amount to a meager 0.3.

In contrast, an ordinary person with an attribute value of one could easily deliver a punch dealing around 0.7 to 0.8 damage, provided they knew how to exert their strength.

'So, what is this agitated Mental Power suited to connect with?' Nemus pondered.

He did not believe that an agitated psyche was useless. More often than not, when something was considered trash, it simply had not been placed in the right position.

He still needed to go down the path of a Spellcaster.

A Spellcaster needed to use their spirit to link with other entities or elements to exert their proper effectiveness.

'A summoning route? Inappropriate. Once this level of Mental Power reaches into the ethereal veil, it will immediately dissipate due to excessive instability.''Alchemy? That is even less suitable. Alchemy requires absolute precision.'

'Holy Affinity? That will not work either. These types of Spells demand stability and absolute purity of faith... Wait a minute.' Nemus suddenly realized something.

Following that, Nemus inspected Fass's mental state once more.

'Holy Affinity Spells truly will not work. Under the influence of an agitated psyche, it is simply not pure enough.'

'However, there is one category of Spells that is absolutely perfect!' Nemus shifted his focus away from the Precept Church and thought of an entirely different domain—the Pantheon of Frenzy.

The Pantheon of Frenzy was a group of Orthodox Gods centered around themes of savagery, disaster, and other natural or barbaric concepts.

They demanded fear from their believers, converting that sheer terror into faith.

Because of this, the faith of their Clerics was not completely pure, yet they were still capable of casting Frenzy Affinity Spells and Divine Arts.

'Although I do not possess these kinds of Divine Arts, I can use this principle as a foundation for development.'

'After all, many believe that the Pantheon of Frenzy is the pantheon closest to the Abyss.'

'Furthermore, an individual equipped with a Berserk Accessory has one massive advantage: the ability to cast Divine Arts at any given time!' Nemus instantly recognized its true value.

A Black Iron Rank Priest casting Divine Arts in a tiny settlement like Finback Village needed to borrow the faith accumulated by the local church.

In a densely populated area like Tail Fin Town, which boasted a massive cathedral, they only needed to sense the Grid to cast their Divine Arts.

Regardless of the location, Priests relied on the support of external Power of Faith to cast Divine Arts. Otherwise, they were restricted to using regular Spells.

The Berserk Accessory was entirely different. This device functioned essentially as a mobile small chapel.

Since it established a connection using the implanted user's own faith as a medium, the Berserk Accessory could store a certain amount of their personal faith.

Therefore, the equipped user could cast a limited number of Divine Arts anytime and anywhere!

'The Orthodox Gods most likely possess this kind of technology already, but they deliberately placed restrictions on it,' Nemus deduced.

To the deities, it was not necessarily better for their believers to be excessively powerful.

Because the gods managed such vast territories, granting too much authority could easily lead to chaotic situations that they would not be able to control in time.

'So the current Priests are highly likely to be neutered products of the system.'

'But I am entirely different from those Orthodox Gods with their massive, established domains. During the initial startup phase, I cannot afford to be so particular.' After confirming the value of the Berserk Accessory, Nemus began contemplating how to create a matching set of Spells and Divine Arts.

As a Heterogeneous Demon, Nemus had actually mastered a few spell-like abilities.

However, being spell-like abilities meant they were cast more on instinct rather than acquired through the study of knowledge.

Even those Mages required years of rigorous study and transformation to translate demonic spell-like abilities into Magic they could actively learn. 'As expected, my accumulation is lacking. I still need to develop further.' Nemus made a brief attempt and found the problems to be quite substantial.

Converting demonic spell-like abilities into proper Spells and Divine Arts was no simple task.

At this moment, Nemus thought of the Hidden Mastermind behind the Floating World Society.

Since the other party was a Demon Warlock, they inevitably possessed a massive repertoire of Magic.

If he could capture them and add their knowledge to his own collection, developing the Berserk series of Spells and Divine Arts likely would not be nearly as difficult.

'Let us leave it at that for now.' Nemus slowly withdrew his attention, informed Becky of Fass's situation, and instructed the Alchemist to find a way to enhance Fass's combat capabilities a bit.

Becky was also incredibly intrigued by the changes in Fass, soon recalling a specific type of tool used in Alchemy.

The actual combat strength of an Alchemist was quite poor; they were far more adept at manufacturing than fighting.

However, to guarantee their own survival, there were many times when they were forced to fight.

Therefore, a portion of Alchemists would choose to refine tools to ensure their own combat prowess.

Among them was a category of devices that possessed decent destructive power, but they required a constant link with Mental Power to function effectively.

Because it would heavily consume an Alchemist's Mental Power, adding a massive burden to them, and since its practical range was rather limited, only lone Alchemists traveling outside would be forced to use such items.

"An Alchemical Armguard," Becky announced, pulling out a case. After rummaging through it for a while, a piece of old inventory was found.

"This device needs to be worn on the arm for extended periods. There are three compartments on the armguard, which store several small steel balls."

"We can utilize these steel balls to form an Astral Protection. The resonance between the steel balls generates a defensive force field."

"They can also be fired as projectiles to inflict damage on the enemy."

"The resulting attribute value of the destructive power can reach around five."

"However, according to what you said, Fass possesses an agitated psyche, so it is highly likely that precise control over the steel balls will be impossible for him."

"He will only be able to unleash them all at once in a chaotic barrage."

Becky noted with a hint of regret.

Nemus was stunned for a moment. 'Isn't this thing just an Alchemic Gun?'

Looking at it that way, it would be sufficient for the time being.

Even though the Mental Power could not be used to cast Spells, wielding an Alchemic Gun was more than enough.

At the very least, it would hold him over until Nemus successfully created the Berserk series of Spells.

"Continue to monitor the physical changes in Fass, study the stability of the Berserk Accessory, and proceed with further upgrades," Nemus instructed, delegating the task to Becky. Of course, he would still make time to observe the progress himself.

'But if that is the case, I will need to exert a bit more control over this entire affair,' Nemus thought to himself.

Originally, he had planned to let a few Intern Holy Knights uncover a few superficial clues, conclude that the issue was not major, and effectively stall for time.

But now, Fass, who had been drawn into the situation, had become a relatively vital test subject.

Therefore, he could not allow the situation to develop completely on its own, lest things spiral entirely out of his control.

'It seems I can make some arrangements to stimulate more of his latent potential.' An idea gradually formed in Nemus's mind.

The population of the South District was far too massive and chaotic. It was infested with various factions and overflowing with a mixture of true and false information that made it nearly impossible to distinguish reality from deceit. Every year, countless people fell victim to scams.

'In that case, perhaps I can use Fass to run a bit of an advertisement.'

'Escalating the situation appropriately should not be a major problem.'