After successfully imprinting the technique of "concept endowment" into his own brain, Theo clearly felt an increase in the workload on his brain.

It wasn't physical pain or fatigue, but a more fundamental feeling of "crowding".

It's as if a sophisticated, constantly operating extra system has appeared deep within my consciousness, requiring continuous resource allocation to maintain, understand, and be ready to be called upon at any time.

It's like a computer having an extra low-cost, persistent process running in the background—you almost never notice it, but it does have an impact.

Theo estimated that the maximum number of spells a sorcerer with normal mental and physical abilities could stably handle was about one or two.

Exceeding this number can lead to mild symptoms such as mental stagnation and loss of control over magical powers, or more serious symptoms such as personality alienation or cognitive collapse, resulting in a vegetative state.

Even for someone like him, whose magical power, willpower, and physical strength far exceed the norm, the upper limit of the spells he can carry is probably only three or four, provided that his clarity of thought, precision of magical power control, and daily cognitive functions are not affected.

More precisely, it is likely three spells plus one shikigami.

Dio now possesses "imitation", "conceptualization", and "world".

This means that he only has one memory space left in his brain that can safely accommodate the new technique.

His choice for the next, and likely last, "technique field" must be made with extreme care.

This is why he once again realized the almost unfair superiority of his technique, "Imitation":

No matter how many techniques he mastered through imitation, the burden these "copies" placed on his brain was always contained within the framework of "imitation".

The techniques learned through imitation will not occupy additional "technique slots"!

This characteristic gives him a strategic advantage in terms of the breadth and combination possibilities of his spells that is difficult for any traditional sorcerer to match.

It's like having a deck of cards that you can change at any time, while your opponent can only ever use a fixed hand of cards to deal with you.

The noisy night passed quietly amidst the echoes of curses.

As a local strongman in Mumbai, "Garuda's Eye" was indeed efficient. By the time the first rays of dawn pierced the sky, the agreed-upon ten million US dollars had been fully received.

What truly demonstrates their skill is their subsequent crisis management.

The earth-shaking, miles-wide battle that took place in the slums last night, involving multiple super-powerful entities, was characterized the following day in all official records, news reports, and the collective understanding of the citizens as an "unfortunate large-scale natural gas explosion accident caused by severe corrosion and leakage of old underground pipelines."

A few well-chosen photos showing the ruins and the "repair site," along with a few vague official statements, quietly smoothed over all traces of the extraordinary and the possibility of panic beneath the surface of a mundane narrative.

For most people in Mumbai who continue with their lives as usual, this is nothing more than a scrap of newspaper they glimpse at breakfast, or a few slightly wistful words of conversation in the office.

After a few days of discussion, a few sighs about how "safety in the slums is a real problem," they are quickly overwhelmed by fresher celebrity gossip, more pressing livelihood issues, or the results of the next cricket match, as if nothing ever happened that was worth remembering for a long time.

Having achieved their goals ahead of schedule, the group of five, at the repeated invitation and thoughtful arrangements of "Garuda's Eye," did not rush back. Instead, they leisurely stayed in Mumbai for another day, taking a short break after the fierce battle and also experiencing the unique charm of this South Asian city.

During the day, stroll leisurely along the soft sandy beach at India Gate, sharing the tranquility with the circling seabirds.

As night deepens, you can stand on the rooftop terrace of a fine restaurant and gaze down at the dazzling lights of Mumbai, like a cascading galaxy, and further on, the deep, boundless dark blue of the Arabian Sea, now shrouded in darkness.

After a day of rest, they politely declined further hospitality and boarded a direct flight back to Tokyo the following morning.

The trip was far more fruitful than expected.

Not to mention the more than three hundred low-level cursed spirits that Xia Youjie "casually" collected along the way, Xia Youjie needs time to familiarize himself with the abilities and tactical combinations of "Eating Rat King", and Dio also needs to practice the fine operation of "Concept Endowment" in depth.

As for the mysterious "werewolf spirit" from Laru's hometown legend, we'll have to leave that for another time.

While they waited for their flight, Amit rushed to the airport VIP lounge, sweat beading on his forehead, and brought one last crucial piece of information.

"The Eight Heavenly Dragons and our internal diviners have just independently confirmed the same message."

He spoke quickly and looked serious.

"Due to the recent severe disruption of the balance between sorcerers and cursed spirits by external forces, the generation cycle of the top-tier cursed spirit 'Avatar Kali' has been significantly accelerated! Clear signs of the formation of a cursed embryo have been observed on the banks of the Ganges River in Varanasi."

He took a deep breath, his gaze lingering between Theo and Xia Youjie: "So—perhaps we'll have another opportunity to cooperate in the near future?"

"Sure," Theo said, gazing northwards with a relaxed tone. "The next time we come, it will be the time when 'Kali' is fully born."

The Indian sorcery community has always held a complex and difficult-to-describe relationship with these two powerful figures who have crossed the river from elsewhere.

They both resent their forceful intervention that disrupts the delicate balance of the local community and fear that they might actually overturn the entire chessboard.

Although they are powerless to deal with those long-standing top-tier cursed spirits, they are not necessarily willing to sit idly by and watch them be subdued or exorcised by outsiders.

The decision by "Garuda's Eye" to "seek external assistance" has undoubtedly been met with immense internal pressure and criticism.

However, what's the use of "not wanting" or "being unwilling"?

The realization of dreams and the shaping of the world are never achieved through talk, but through action.

Overwhelm all obstacles with power, and make reality submit to your will—this is the cold and only truth that lies at the bottom of the world.

For thousands of sorcerers in the Indian sorcery world, Theo's actions on this trip were nothing less than a reconquest of body and mind.

This is a victory worth remembering!

Therefore, on the Tree of Rebirth deep within Dio's consciousness, the star symbolizing the concept of "victory" lit up completely at this moment, and "imitation" gained new capacity.

However, as his consciousness climbed along the path of the Fire Sword, preparing to meet the next stage of growth, what he saw was a vocabulary that left him momentarily bewildered.

"beauty".

How can one achieve growth in the "beauty" element? In a world of sorcery filled with corpses and bloodshed, the very existence of "beauty" seems to be a paradox.

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