phistopheles stood her back leaning onto the wall as she glanced at who was sitting on the floor with a massive protective magic circle drawned on it.
By now phistopheles looked less like an ancient and feared demonic spirit and more like an older girlfriend who can’t handle the shit her young sugar baby Boyfriend keeps demanding.
"You really are one ambitious idiot... sigh!" phistopheles muttered with a sigh and started explaining "To form even a single core is to invite death....But to form multiple one..." she stopped as just saying it is causing her severe headache as she rubbed her forehead with a groan.
"To form multiple one is to willingly collapse your very existence as not even a single trace of you can be found if you make even the smallest mistake" She explained and warned for the last ti and added "Honestly I’ve seen suicidal demons with more self preservation than you".
I just re let out sheepish smile "What can I say only by exploring the danger can a man call himself as such" I said with a resolute look.
But phistopheles rely scoffed "Is that so huh..." she glanced at my face for a mont and said "If you truly succeed in this I will not mind becoming your woman".
Wait?
What...!
I couldn’t process her words for a mont and asked "what did you said?" I asked since it sounded like a confession yet her expression was to plain to suggest the girly romance vibe.
"Sigh...Enough with the pointless talk and listen carefully to every word I say, because I am going to explain it only once!, If you miss a detail and explode, our contract is void, and I will have spent this entire arc helping a smudge on the floor" ohistopheles shook her head and turned serious, "I am not losing my future Contractor because you couldn’t do basic math".
I was overwheld by her words for mont before I confidently replied "Don’t worry My math is sothing I am actually quite proud of" well spending my life chasing after books and study instead of skirt might actually beco useful now.
And if I fail.
I can just open a lawsuit against my College.
’If the top ranker of the university dies because of a simple geotry then it doesn’t need to exist’ I chuckled ntally at the thought.
"Alright then you will form five energy Core, Hmmm... lets call it Quintessence Matrix for simplicity" phistopheles thought and decided.
But wait? Sothing is off...
I blinked, my heart hamring against my ribs. "Wait. Five? You said five. Matrix, Forge, Well, Aperture... and the Divine Seal?" My voice cracked almost broken at the mory of the pain accompanied with kissing Aisha for the first ti.
That was truly electrifying but also terrifying, Fortunately Aisha never used her energy in our interactions only the remnants affected .
Bur seriously Holy energy and are not made for each other.
"phisto, look at . I have the blood of a Vampire and a Demon. If I touch Holy energy, I don’t ’manifest’ it—I might beco a pile of very expensive ash. Why in the Seven Hells would I form a Divine Seal?"
phistopheles glared at , a look so sharp it could have decapitated a lesser man. "Because you are one hell of a mad man who wants everything that’s why" she facepald said in a helpless voice "You have Four very violent energy that’s screaming inside of you, honestly I still don’t understand how you are still alive".
"Maybe it’s because I am built different" I smiled proudly but it only annoyed phistopheles More.
Then she glared at intensely again and shouted "Do you even understand how much more dangerous that makes it alright if we do form a multi core then do you know what could happen" she mumbled "The Shadow Well would want to eat the Forge, the Forge will want to lt the Matrix, and the Aperture will be acting like a window in a hurricane."
She leaned in, her face inches from mine. "The Divine Seal isn’t for you to beco a priest, you dim-witted bat." Her lips touched my cheeks as caressed my chest "Fortunately for you that you caught my interest or else I care less whether the world burns or froze over".
Her words made realize she was serious about helping form a core and survive as well.
"Then how can this Divine seal help " I asked her since what can this seal do other than generating Holy energy.
phistopheles distanced herself and cleared her throat "Ahem...So where was I, ah yeah It’s the only force in existence pure enough to act as a ’Neutralizer.’ It provides the ’buffer zones’ between the other systems." She emphasized her words, "Without that ’glue’ to separate them, your internal systems will collide and create a magical dirty bomb that will turn this entire continent into a crater." After explaining she asked again "Now, do you want to keep complaining about your ’sensitive skin,’ or do you want to advance and survive?"
"Fine but can you at least estimate how much pain I will feel due to this added Holy Seal, will I feel it every ti I use my powers" I asked with nervousness since feeling that pain on a regular basis...
"Shut up. Explanation first, screaming later." phistopheles shut up any further pointless questions and began to pace around the chamber, her voice dropping into a rhythmic, academic drone.
"First, the Arcane Matrix. This is your CPU. You must mathematically define the space behind your eyes. Visualize a lattice of mana threads"
She explained the first step and warned again "If your geotry is off by even a single degree, the mana will shave your brain into static, and I’ll be stuck with a Man who can’t even rember his own na."
"But maybe that’s not bad, it might help more since I can just manipulate you better that way" phistopheles added but with a joking tone.
It better be a joke...
’I don’t want to beco a amnesiac boy toy...’ I shivered at the thought then focused back as phistopheles held up a second finger."Second, the ridian Forge. This is your engine." She compared it a machine so I could better understand it.
But hmmm..
If it’s a engine then it will...
"Does that an I’ll use sothing as energy to power it" I asked since that was one of the basic principles a engine or anything worked.
"Yes You’ll pressurize your vital energy until your blood literally burns. It powers the other systems, but if you don’t regulate the heat, you’ll turn into a human pressure cooker and pop like a ripe blister. I need a Contractor, not a puddle of grease."
That sounded scary alright....
"Then how will I power my Bloodline power of Vampire I need to activate it with my vital energy though, if use everything in forge to power the body..." before I could ask further phistopheles looked at as if I was a massive piece of crap.
"Are you serious? Don’t tell you’ve been using your Vampire abilities like magic, oh I swear by the Arcane I never seen such a idiot as you".
phistopheles couldn’t hold back her disappointnt and almost cried with how red her eyes were getting.
"Can I ask what I am missing?" I asked but I know at this point.
I know literally nothing...
"Alright, I’ll say it: Your bloodline power is the power born from the blood of the ancestor of that bloodline, for you it must be your wife’s bloodline, but it’s still essentially power born from Vital energy no matter how magical it might be and it’s a ’passive’ power" She emphasized in the word passive.
"By Passive I an it doesn’t need any more energy as the blood is already saturated with vital energy due to circulation... and I suppose you never did any kind of circulation".
I shook my head in embarrassnt.
Obviously from all the cultivation novel’s I read it should’ve been obvious.
I needed to so kind of ditation to improve.
"Sigh...anyway you don’t need to know about circulation if you actually form a ridian forge it can that for you". She dismissed the topic and moved on.
"Third," she continued, her expression souring, "The Shadow Well. This is the trash compactor for your Demonic energy. You must find the ’rot’ in your stomach—your emotions like fear, anger, or your sinful desires like your lust or greed—and collapse it into a singular vacuum. It’s a hole that never fills. If it expands too fast, it eats you. Simple as that. No refunds, no resurrections."
She paused, staring intensely into my eyes. "Fourth, the Soul Aperture. This is the most delicate part. You must enter a State of pure stasis".
"Like beco one with your surroundings or nature whatever holds your fancy".
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