Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 100 - 90 Forbidden Knowledge_3

By then, even shaking it won’t be necessary, just wait a few seconds and throw it out.

With the spinning wheel, the power and stability of the Tremor Bomb have soared.

The improved Strong Tremor Bomb now deals proper damage, finally reaching 4D6 (4-24 in range); this damage is entirely based on the extent of strong acid splashing, not like before when it would become a dud directly.

The Improved Dragon Tremor Bomb’s damage has increased to 6D8 (6-48 in range).

There’s a new flaw, however; the requirements to use the Tremor Bomb have increased—you must possess the ability to manipulate magic power to activate the spinning wheel.

Luckily, the Blackwell Tribe now has the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony, so there’s no shortage of gnolls with spell-like abilities; it simply makes the use of the Tremor Bomb more specialized.

In Gaven’s eyes, this is merely a provisional solution; there’s still significant room for improvement in the Tremor Bomb.

Having left the Alchemical Laboratory, Gaven then ducked into Anna’s small chapel.

Just like Gaven’s abode, it consisted of two caves, with the inner one serving as Anna’s living quarters and the outer one functioning as a small chapel. Besides a modest statue of Ilmater, there were just rows of stone chairs—austere to the extreme.

This chapel had now become a temporary prison, holding the special prisoner, the Dog Demon Andrew.

Beyond physically restraining him to prevent his escape through spell-like abilities, regular healing spells were needed from Anna to sap his energy as much as possible.

"Mr. Andrew, how are you considering it?" Gaven was beginning to show impatience, "As you know, I can’t detain you indefinitely; if you don’t give up your true name soon, I’ll have no choice but to send you on your way."

"Come on, I’m waiting." The Dog Demon now viewed death as a form of release; after all, he wouldn’t really die, just needing to return to that cursed Shura Field. His current life here was even more horrible than the Shura Field.

Gaven sighed, somewhat helplessly. His means were limited, especially when it came to threatening a devil—when the opponent welcomed death, he truly had no way out.

"It’s impossible for me to give you my true name." A sly glint flashed in the Dog Demon’s amber eyes, "But there’s a compromise. I know of an array that would allow you to enter a master-servant contract with me. In your lifetime, I would regard you as my master, obeying all your commands."

"Heh..." Gaven laughed coldly, "Do you think I’m a fool? To believe in a devil’s binding array—I might not know if you regard me as your master in my lifetime, but my soul after death would surely be yours. Nice calculation on your part."

"It’s enough to take care of life’s matters; why worry about what comes after death?" The Dog Demon neither admitted nor denied it, "Since you understand our kind, you should know how high our growth potential is, how fast we grow. Just provide me with enough powerful corpses, and soon, I will become your strongest aid, helping you clear all obstacles."

"You overestimate yourself." Gaven snorted, "I admit, I see potential in you, especially your gnawing—very useful against those whom I’d prefer to shut up and disappear completely. But clearing all obstacles? Even if you leveled up to the highest tier, you wouldn’t qualify. God Slaying—can you do that?"

Gaven’s last question was half-serious, half-teasing.

The Dog Demon’s amber eyes couldn’t help but twitch. "God Slaying? How bold of you to say that. If gods were so easy to slay, would they still be considered gods?"

Gaven once again used his conversational skills to push the Dog Demon to its limits, but after realizing there were no more gains to be made, he could only leave in displeasure.

Tonight, for the last time, he would delve into the memory to see if there was any ability to make this devil work for him. If not, he would have no choice but to send it on its way.

When it came to killing demons and devils, Gaven’s previous life experience was incredibly vast. Whether in the Material Plane or in Abyssal Hell, there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, demons that had died by his hand.

However, his experience in controlling demons, especially the crafty devils, was almost zero.

No sooner had Gaven stepped out of the church than Anna followed stealthily behind him.

"Is there something on your mind?" Gaven asked with a hint of amusement as he looked at the Maiden Priestess, who seemed hesitant to speak.

As usual, her expression was an open book, slightly complex.

From her look, Gaven discerned a touch of excitement from touching upon the forbidden mixed with a heavy sense of guilt, giving her an ’I really want to tell you, but I can’t’ expression.

"It’s... um... nothing... well, yes..." The Maiden Priestess’s snow-white delicate fingers almost twisted together in her nervousness.

"If you don’t say it, I’m leaving." Gaven pretended to lift his foot as if to walk away.

"Wait, wait a minute..." Anna stomped her foot, her emotions overtaking her reason as she said, "Mr. Gaven, do you remember the Prayer Scripture I took from the church?"

"Remember? What about it?" Of course Gaven remembered the Maiden Priestess’s Prayer Scripture; she treasured it like a gem and would have carried it around with her if it wasn’t so heavy.

"That Prayer Scripture is actually also a Demon Subduing Book. It contains a lot of knowledge about demons and devils," the Maiden Priestess said somewhat sheepishly, "and much of that knowledge is forbidden."

"Oh? What kind of forbidden knowledge?" Gaven’s interest was instantly piqued. Forbidden knowledge was often associated with power, especially knowledge forbidden by the church, which mostly related to demons and devils. Considering his recent conversation with the Dog Demon, it could be related.

"Well..." The Maiden Priestess’s gaze wandered again, seemingly unsure whether to continue telling Gaven about the matter, especially since it involved making a pact with a devil, something she, as a priestess of Ilmater, shouldn’t be sharing with others.

Gaven said seriously, "We’ve known each other for some time now, Anna. What do you think of me?"

"(⊙o⊙)..." The Maiden Priestess, caught in her dilemma, was taken aback by Gaven’s sudden question. Her gaze involuntarily settled on Gaven’s face, meeting his eyes.

Shy as a little deer, Anna was no match for the cunning Gaven. The gaze lasted only a few seconds before the Maiden Priestess’s eyes hurriedly looked away, flushing her round face red like a ripe apple.