He walked to today step by step and strides boldly towards the unknown tomorrow.
Compared to the past, he has changed a lot.
He used to be always fearful.
This world was one he had never seen before, and he didn’t understand many things yet inexplicably got entangled in life-threatening crises.
For a long ti, he was wary of everything around him.
It wasn’t until he gradually gained control over his surroundings that this sense of unease slowly eased.
He used to rely heavily on the future diary.
He would even consult the future diary every night, fearing any changes that might arise that he couldn’t control.
But now he only checks the future diary occasionally.
Because he already understood that as he grew stronger, his fear of the unknown was diminishing.
"Why rely on the future diary? I am the weaver of the future."
When this thought arose in his heart, a storm erupted in his spiritual world.
A beam of light flashed, the greed diary lted away, and fell into his hand at the center of the storm.
At this mont, he saw strands of threads continuously spreading out from the future diary.
These threads represented future possibilities, and now these possibilities were tightly held in his palm.
He began to ponder, what is it that he truly desires?
Is it absolute power?
No, it evidently isn’t; acquiring power is rely a ans to achieve his goals.
Is it a safe environnt?
No, that’s even less so. If not for wanting to stay with Beatrice and the others, safety wouldn’t be that hard for him, a loner not easily threatened by the Abyssal and Demon King Army.
What he seeks is nothing more than unfettered freedom.
This freedom doesn’t an having no attachnts, but rather using his own strength to change things he doesn’t wish to see into what he expects.
"So, is it the control over uncontrollable things that erges from the pursuit of freedom?"
At this mont, a naless deity suddenly appeared in his spiritual world.
This deity had the sa appearance as Louis, yet stripped of all succubus traits, retaining only the purest human form.
When the deity looked up and t Louis’ gaze, both god and man revealed serene and calm smiles, like two children strolling by the lake, looking up to see the moonlight.
He said, "In the pursuit of freedom, it is about overturning and mastering those obstacles in our paths, and you’ve always done well in this."
The succubus bloodline naturally craves indulgence, let alone him inherently being the greatest sin: Lust.
But Louis has always firmly suppressed the succubus nature, practically a pure love advocate among succubi.
The greatest sin: Greed, should have made the heir an embodint of greed.
But desires for wealth, power, and strength were tightly bound by him, never fully expanding.
The greatest sin: Wrath should be vented onto everything but oneself.
But he chose to launch attacks against enemies that truly affected his freedom.
"The premise of seeking freedom is to control the present and those factors causing instability presently."
At this mont, the naless deity softly laughed as the greed diary in his hand transford into a cross.
Under the cross, the succubus bloodline, the three greatest sins, and even his own powers were entangled by the self-image god ford by the imagination thod.
In an instant, he felt he gained more control over those unmanageable things.
Originally needing to constantly accumulate wealth and elevate status to suppress the greatest sin: Greed, the pervasive desire fell significantly.
At the sa ti, the skill derived from the greed power, which sowhat affects one’s mind upon activation, now had reduced usage costs.
The most noticeable change was in the Grip of Greed.
When the heart of greed was bound by the threads representing control, the power of the Grip of Greed increased several fold.
What was rely a normal attack now surpassed many magic spells in destructive power.
In a daze, a thought sprouted in his mind.
re control would lead to even fiercer struggles.
It is better to channel these forces and provide them an outlet to better ensure the stability of control.
Louis squinted, and quickly made a choice.
Control greed, but allow the thirst for knowledge.
—So the greedy desire for knowledge was instead strengthened.
Control wrath, but allow hatred towards enemies.
—Anyway, he already harbors enough murderous intent towards the Abyssal Church, the Demon King, and the dark side of the Love God, so it’s fine to let it be.
Control lust, but allow the longing for loved ones.
—In a haze, he sensed the power of the greatest sin: Lust begin to extend, with new abilities budding.
"Is this the imagination thod? Weakening uncontrollable negative states and elevating your peak state. No wonder ordinary curse swordsn can stand among the world’s strongest with the support of the imagination thod."
But when Louis opened his eyes, what he saw was the big face of the Sword Master.
He instinctively slapped out a palm, with the Sword Master stepping back several paces to dodge the attack, and said, looking speechless:
"What exactly were you doing inside the Dragon Pearl?"
"Ah?" Louis didn’t quite understand.
The Sword Master pointed to the pale-faced Patriarch Bart beside him and said: "You were envisioning the imagination thod, almost drained the curse power of Patriarch Bart."
Only then did Louis understand, smiling sowhat sheepishly, "Sorry, I thought of a lot just now. I wondered why the imagination thod was forming so quickly."
Just now, he felt curious.
After all, the effect of his imagination thod was unreasonably strong, able to suppress powers of the greatest sin level.
He had never found a force that could perfectly suppress the negative effects of the greatest sin until now, even encountering imagination thods to mitigate those effects was a first.
It turned out it wasn’t just the imagination thod but also borrowing the power of Patriarch Bart and the Dragon Pearl!
He knew that Patriarch Bart was among the top three strongest in the Lokeshi Empire, a demigod who had been alive for over a thousand years.
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