Demon Bible

Chapter 207: Multiple Curse Enhancement Method

This was the advantage of holding an official position.

Whatever you did, your official status provided a safety net.

Since ancient times, collusion among officials has always been the best way to cover up problems.

Under any other circumstances, Baiter's secret report would naturally have yielded results. Unfortunately for him, he had delivered it right into Nemus's hands.

"Krew!" Nemus called out. Sensing the commotion, Krew walked over and saw the whistleblower's letter in Nemus's hand.

"Arrange for our own people to put on a show. Conduct a secret search, but ensure they find absolutely nothing," Nemus instructed.

"As long as it lowers Baiter's guard, that will be enough." Under these circumstances, it was perfectly normal for the Church to investigate covertly without blowing the matter out of proportion.

After all, there had been a massive incident just last month when they killed the Demon Warlock.

If another problem surfaced this month—that the Demon Warlock still had accomplices—the Church would never know a day of peace.

Conducting a secret search and finding nothing was the most expected outcome."At the same time, have the Church openly investigate the origins of this arrow and the stationery used for the letter." Nemus decided to cause a little trouble for Baiter, forcing him to keep a lower profile.

"Yes, understood," Krew nodded.

"Also, are you certain about this?" Nemus asked after handing out the assignments.

"I am absolutely certain. My current strength is simply too weak. The upcoming battles will undoubtedly escalate to an entirely new level. If I wish to participate, I must rapidly increase my attribute value." Having followed Nemus for so long, Krew had also begun adopting the concept of attribute values.

"Layering multiple curses upon your body is incredibly risky, even if your carrying capacity is double that of an ordinary person." Nemus did not try to dissuade Krew; he merely wanted his subordinate to fully acknowledge the danger.

Krew shook his head, his expression resolute.

In this world, any method that offered a shortcut came with the risk of a fatal misstep.

The shortcut for curse practitioners was straightforward: inflict multiple curses upon themselves and leverage the power of those curses to rapidly unlock their latent potential.

This method was akin to keeping oneself in a perpetual state of life-or-death crisis.

Crisis was the ultimate catalyst for drawing out potential. Many geniuses had experienced wild surges in their attribute values during moments of lethal peril, leaping up by several points—or even over a dozen—in a single bound.

While Krew's multiple curse method could not trigger such an explosive, instantaneous growth, the continuous stimulation would still cause his attribute value to skyrocket over time.

"I must raise my attribute value as quickly as possible. Otherwise, it will be extremely difficult for me to continue following behind Lord Nemus," Krew stated, reaffirming his sheer determination.

The possibility that he might betray Nemus in the future for immense personal gain did not conflict with his current resolve to stand firmly by his side.

"Isn't Lord Nemus's attribute value also on the verge of a massive leap?"

In response, Nemus simply nodded. He raised his hand and studied the lines on his palm.

His palm lines, which were once complex yet meaningless, were now gradually shifting, forming intricate symbols that seemed to carry some profound, mystical significance.

Just a month ago, Nemus's attribute value had only reached sixty-six.

Now, however, his value had climbed to sixty-nine, teetering on the edge of breaking through the seventy-point threshold.

This was exactly why his body was undergoing these physical changes.

As one's attribute value climbed higher, their physical form became increasingly supernatural, eventually birthing a Trait. Elements like palm lines were often believed to be closely intertwined with a person's Fate and life path.

Nemus estimated that his newly gestating Trait was highly likely to be Fate-related.

Traits were largely dependent on an individual's constitution, the Breathing Technique they practiced, and their personal experiences.

Lately, Nemus had been deeply engaged with matters concerning the Historical Trajectory and shifts in Fate. Furthermore, the Breath of Holy Precepts shared a profound connection with fateful revelations, making it entirely plausible that his Trait would be tied to such concepts.

This was, in fact, how most ordinary people coalesced their Traits. Through prolonged and rigorous cultivation, they would slowly stimulate their bloodline Traits bit by bit, or gradually condense them based on their unique circumstances.

Recently, the Historical Trajectory had entered a transitional phase. Various issues that Nemus normally wouldn't notice had begun to surface. While this brought immense challenges, it also generated a historical force that propelled his rapid advancement.

Beyond that, the accelerated growth of Nemus's attribute value was due to another resource—the Saint Elixir.

After killing the Demon Warlock earlier, Nemus had uncovered the man's secret vault and obtained Whale Oil from within.

Utilizing that Whale Oil, Becky had already concocted the very first official experimental vial of the Saint Elixir.

Its effects might not match the original Saint Elixir refined by Lao Mushi, but because it incorporated Whale Oil—which Lao Mushi's version lacked—its stability was significantly superior.

While its potency might not be immense enough to fully catalyze a Saint Child's metamorphosis into a Saint, it was safe enough to consume without disastrous side effects.

Nemus had just consumed this very vial of Saint Elixir.

At this moment, he could vividly feel his bones burning with heat as his blood underwent further profound transformations.

The Saint's Essence of the Dartmenerly family was awakening even further within him.

Nemus could sense that if he specifically targeted and stimulated his bloodline during his cultivation, it wouldn't be long before the 'Path of the Saint'—the exclusive Trait of the Dartmenerly family—manifested within him once more.

However, compared to the Path of the Saint, Nemus was far more anticipating his unknown Fate-type Trait.

Thus, he was currently pouring the vast majority of his energy into developing it.

As for the Path of the Saint, this Trait merely required the continuous awakening of his bloodline. As the relevant characteristics passively accumulated, it would eventually solidify into a permanent Trait even without his active input.

Even now, he only needed to recite the sacred prayers of the Dartmenerly family to temporarily activate the Path of the Saint Trait, just as Jacques had done previously, completely bypassing the need for an inherited Saint's Bone.

'The elixir still has plenty of residual effects left in my system. It should propel my attribute value close to eighty before my progress slows down again,' Nemus mused. He reasoned that if he engaged in intense combat, this development of his value would accelerate even further.

Coupled with the momentum from the shifting Historical Trajectory, he estimated that he would reach an attribute value of around eighty within the next three months before his advancement rate trickled back down to a crawl.

"Although it's much faster than I anticipated, it still isn't enough." A flicker of excitement crossed Nemus's face. New challenges were emerging, and judging by the current situation on paper, it was highly likely he would soon find himself at a disadvantage.

Under the tides of this historical transition, Nemus's enemies would gradually forge alliances.

Rhine, Baiter, Ahriman, and perhaps even Isabella and a few old fossils from the Church would inevitably turn against him.

The Dartmenerly family wouldn't simply let matters rest, either. The Saint Child in their possession could very well become another adversary.

Beyond that, there was Zoven. This Fae Bloodline inheritor who had suddenly broken free from his control was absolutely not to be underestimated.

Over the past half-year in Tail Fin Town, Nemus had experienced meteoric growth, but at the same time, his list of enemies had grown increasingly long.