The Power of History

"By exploiting the temperature changes created by the release of light and heat, the seal was constructed. In essence, it was a displacement reaction."

"Under this simple principle, release caused damage while absorption carried out sealing. Going back and forth like that, a flaming weapon gained double the damage on top of its original power."

"More importantly, after absorbing shadow creatures, their own properties could be used in reverse to construct weapons, giving the weapons a sealing effect specifically against shadows."

Naimus marveled at the technique and could not help looking toward the priest controlling the Fire Calamity Demon.

The other man was only around four hundred years old.

To ordinary humans, he was already an ancestor-level figure.

But among the Golden Breed, he could only be considered middle-aged.

Both his physical condition and mental state were those of a man in his prime.

Unlike those who had slacked off after ascending to the Golden Breed and still had values in the one or two hundreds after several centuries, he had not spent much time indulging in pleasure over the years.

Partly because of his transformation into light, and partly because he had devoted most of his energy to studying sealing arts.

"There really are plenty of talented people in The Church!" Naimus sighed.

Compared to the Abyss, the Material Plane was rich in resources.

Although humans had a slower growth cycle than Demons, what grew during that process was actually human "spirituality."

Naimus had noticed a problem long ago: although the Abyss possessed the world's largest repository of knowledge and acquiring knowledge was convenient—all it took were a few blood sacrifices—

Aside from being exceptionally gifted in contract studies, Demons generally only needed to learn other technical knowledge. They rarely created anything themselves.

On one hand, the Abyss's chaotic