Chapter 37 : for weaker devils?
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Putting his new maximum mana limit to use, he used his power to create a small shooting range made of fireproof materials. No need to start a fire. With the new range set, he stepped to the firing line and held up his right hand.
It took a mere flex of his mana and visualizing the magical circle in precise detail, something he finds exceptionally easy, for him to conjure up a small red spell circle no bigger than the palm of his hand.
A moment later a ball of fire appeared in the center of the circle and was sent flying down the range at a targeting circle. He watched, enthralled, as the small ball of flames flew completely off course and hit the back wall where it burst apart harmlessly.
Despite his poor aim, Ryuji felt nothing but pure excitement. He looked at the palm of his hand in sheer joy.
He'd cast his first spell! He'd used real magic for the first time ever! It. Was. AWESOME. Once was far from enough. He also wanted to hit the target, but that was secondary to just using actual magic.
Yes, he was aware everything he did for his scenarios was, in fact, magic. So was making potions with Alchemy. It just wasn't the same as creating a magic spell with his own hands and casting that spell.
He made goddamn fire with sheer willpower, and mana, and fired it as a projectile! That was the most amazing thing in the world to him.
He quickly pointed his hand at the target downrange again and summoned up the same small red spell circle. Flames came to life and were launched once again.
He kept going, firing off little burst of fire until he finally struck the target dead center. He fired the spell off non-stop for over an hour before he felt like he could cast the spell in his sleep due to sheer repetition. In all that time, he never once felt his magic dip more than a little.
He could literally fire the small bolts of flames for as long as he wanted. Hell, at the end he was firing the spells so quickly it was like firing a machine gun of magic.
So awesome.
He definitely needed to finish reading the book. The final chapters covered the proper way to make new spells and experiment with them safely.
He could use Dungeon Energy to just buy spell books, but he had more important things he could spend that energy on. Additionally, the book he had now technically gave him all the information he needed to figure out how to make any spell he desired. It just required time and experimentation.
New books could speed the process up by giving him more pieces to the puzzles that were his spells, but were not strictly required.
It didn't hurt that he found he had an instinctive understanding of the work needed and felt like he could quickly create simple spells and use that experience to make more complicated spells later on. Honestly, it was strange to him just how easy and intuitive he found everything related to magic to be. Even the maths.
Which was super odd because normal high school maths took more effort than the esoteric magical math he needed to use to create spells.
As best he could tell, some aspect of one of his Essence's made him a genius when it came to magic, but only for magic and its related fields.
He found Alchemy easy and expected it was for the same reason he found making a spell circle easy. It was all gravy as far as he was concerned.
So he had his plans. New potions, then new spells, then work on a new scenario to test his stronger monsters, then work on a storyline scenario to pump his targets for more emotional energy.
Why did that make him feel manipulative and a little skeevy?
Serafall sighed as she ended the group call with the other three Satans. Rias had passed along more potions for testing and the results had come in. They all did what the labels said.
The Stone Skin potion made the drinker's skin more durable letting them shrug off more damage than normal. The swiftness potion made people move faster, though it notably did not improve their reaction times so it would require experience to use properly.
Then the final new potion, the Potion of Strength also did what the label said, improved the drinker's physical strength. All of the effects were temporary.
The big deal was, the improvements the potions granted would actually improve their own strength. Given that they were four of the most power devils in the underworld, and it became a concern.
Granted, the boost would be very minor for any of them and Ajuka suspected that drinking the same potion multiple times would not increase the effect. That being the case they couldn't just chug fifty strength potions and get a huge boost in strength.
On the other hand, whoever was making the potions had already shown that they could make stronger versions of potions they already had. This was shown when the Lesser version of a healing potion was twice as effective as a Least version.
The creator had doubled the efficacy of the potion! If he could do that to the various 'buff' potions, doubling their efficacy, they would become even more dangerous. But what if he could improve on them over and over again doubling their efficacy every single time? Then the effect of the potion would become something that could make them significantly stronger.
But what would that mean for weaker devils? For them, the increases were small, for weaker devils? Her precious So-tan could drink the potions and gain a much more impressive boost to her abilities. Her peerage members would get an even more impressive boost.
What would happen if the maker had some 'Super Duper Ultra Potion of Strength' that could make even her markedly stronger and it was given to So-tan?
SUPER SO-TAN!
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