Devil's Bible

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As the card disappeared, a very common piece of meat appeared in front of Nemus.

However, when Nemus reached out and touched the piece of meat, he could feel some invisible force constantly spreading within it.

This is pollution.

The pollution isn't excessive, but it's deeply ingrained.

In this situation, the meat can be eaten, but once eaten, there is virtually no way to remove the contamination.

If the amount of contaminants implanted in the body is small, it will not cause much harm to the body.

However, this pollution becomes the biggest problem when it enters a contamination event.

The so-called 'deterrence' has already been tested.

It's a state where your mind and spirit are disturbed.

In that state, even drawing cards becomes difficult.

It's even quite possible that you might momentarily lose focus, and before you know it, time has passed.

“This is a comprehensive strangulation.” Nemus could see the problem.

Without a savior, the number of corrupting events will only increase.

Once the event is contaminated, the output will decrease.

Ultimately, they definitely won't survive.

"Forcing everyone to gravitate towards the savior..."

Chapter 754 The Road and the Mastermind

In this Silver City, no matter how strong one is, the events involving the undead will gradually drag them into the abyss, and their strength will become increasingly limited.

"Make Morocco an absolute center."

"Then we pushed it to its absolute limit."

"It is essentially a kind of purification..."

Nems seemed to have thought of something, and placed his finger on the piece of meat. Then, an invisible force quickly surged towards Nems.

At the same time, Nemus also sensed that the curse from the Dartmenley family bloodline within Jian Nai's body was beginning to spread and change.

This change then seemed to enter a certain state, and a surge of information rapidly entered Nemus's body, demanding that Nemus continue to absorb more of the aura of the Netherworld Corpses.

As long as there is enough aura of the Netherworld Corpse, Nemus can push the curse within his body into a special state.

A curse in a special state can quickly reverse, no longer causing any harm to the individual, thus restoring their foundation.

And most importantly, the road was now open.

The so-called path is naturally the path from the golden seed to the mythical seed.

Thus, a truth roughly unfolded before Nems.

Saint-Datemenley was probably just an ordinary gold mine back then.

He is no different from Meng He before.

They were all limited by their own environment and unable to continue to improve, so they came to the earth to look for opportunities.

It was under these circumstances that Dartmenley found remnants of the Silver Age.

He used the power of silver to purify his own number and soul.

Thus he became the new saint of the God of Discipline.

However, this saint, Dartman, did not even exist for very long.

After finally raising his grandson to be a golden seed, he was implicated and had no choice but to come to the Land of Sleeping Seek a solution.

“Datmenley is dishonest!” Nems concluded.

"It's highly likely that Dartmenley stumbled upon the place of slumber by accident, and then found the quagmire."

"The remnants of the Silver Age are most likely to appear there."

"Because of the special nature of the Land of Slumber, he concealed the existence of the Silver, and may even have used it to deceive the God of Discipline."

Nems did not believe that the God of Discipline knew the true state of the Land of Slumber.

The most likely reason for this situation is, as Naims guessed, that it might be.

Dartmenley not only wanted to become a saint, but he also wanted to accomplish an unprecedented feat—to become a mythical being.

He left the silver remnants in the Land of Sleep, which is most likely related to the creation of the Philosopher's Stone.

When the time was right, he arrived.

“But he failed.” Nemus pondered for a moment, confirming one point based on the changes in Dartmenley’s corpse and the fact that the Silver City was built on his body.

There is a mastermind behind this, and that mastermind is the alchemist who left behind the legacy of the five lineages of the Silver City.

After identifying this person, Nemus put himself in the shoes of the mastermind and began to think.

"The forging of the Philosopher's Stone requires a sacrifice."

“I can’t be the scapegoat, so there has to be a scapegoat.”

"Just then, Dartmenley arrived on Earth, seeking the future."

"By the way, the creation of the Philosopher's Stone requires the participation of 'change'."

"The divine power of the God of Discipline might be a very good material."

"So I chose him."

"He quickly agreed to my proposal, then successfully purified his soul, and somehow ensured that even if he became a saint, he would not be discovered by the God of Discipline..."

"Then at some point, he returned to the place of slumber."

"As I expected, he was also after the existence of the Philosopher's Stone."

"The Philosopher's Stone not only enables more people to purify themselves, but also makes it easier for everyone to become like gold."

"It can also help an individual to truly become a mythical species."

"However, this behavior will most likely damage the Philosopher's Stone."

“I disagree…no, I agree, but this can’t be brought up in the open.” Nemus felt a strong connection with his own way of thinking and quickly realized the conspiracy involved.

"Fate is unwilling to create such a taboo."

"By the way, destiny is the key. Once the Philosopher's Stone is transformed into a path that leads directly to the mythical species, it will not conform to the idea of ​​stabilizing the world and increasing possibilities."

"The more likely scenario is that it will directly change the landscape and trigger a storm."

"So I can't do it openly. I have to be 'conservative' and 'prudent' so that Dartmanley, the pawn, can come up with his own idea and then do it despite my advice."

"Just as I expected, Dartmanley fell for it."

"He became the primary vehicle for the punishment of fate."

"And I..."

"I can quietly wait for the Philosopher's Stone to become the state I need, without suffering any punishment."

By combining all the information, Nemes roughly simulated the mindset and thoughts of the mastermind behind the scenes.

It is because of this mindset and thinking that things have turned out the way they are now.

Only then can the various traces in the Silver City be explained.

Only then can Nemus understand why fate in the Silver City exhibits this 'favoritism'.

"The only question now is why Saint Dartmenley spent his last moments with Dinai in the Land of the End, facing the Sun Saint together."

"And why did he give his hand bones to Dina?"

"Then help Dina leave the End of the World, while he himself stayed there and was killed by the Sun Saint."

"And how the second Dartmenley brought his body out of the End."

Nemes' analysis and speculation solved part of the mystery, but also brought about another set of problems.

If all the deductions are correct, then Dartmenley is not a 'saint,' but an honest man.

Therefore, all the 'good' things he did for Dina were purposeful.

This goal...

Nemus squinted, carefully sensing the changes throughout the Silver City.

"The time for the Philosopher's Stone to be completed is drawing ever closer, and this mastermind behind the scenes cannot remain hidden forever."

"His true identity and his arrangements in Silver City will definitely be revealed."

"The more information he has, the harder it will be for him to hide it from me."

Nems, however, was somewhat confident about this.

"And, although his entire family was killed by him."

"But I got involved by using the Dartmenley curse."

"Now, I am also qualified to 'pluck' the philosopher's stone."

"The mastermind behind this, either take care of me before then."

"Or it's because I'm certain I can't figure out the hidden tricks he left behind."

"Let me be like Dartmanley, a stepping stone to his success."

Thinking this, Nems tossed aside the piece of meat that had returned to normal in his hand.

Chapter 755 I've always wanted to see this expression on your face.

"Has Nemes not sent anyone to apologize and back down yet?" This was Moro's third question today.

However, his loyal subordinate shook his head and revealed the truth: "Those three blocks are still maintaining relative order, so they most likely won't be back today."

"How is this possible!" Moro felt inexplicably angry.

With the full-scale outbreak of the zombie incident, the conditions for resource production rapidly declined.

He is now the savior of the Silver City.

The soldiers and secret scribes who had previously refused to submit to him now acknowledged Moro's position and pledged their allegiance.

Of all the leaders in the entire Silver City, only Nemus and Silver White have not pledged allegiance to him.

Silver's strength lies in his mastery of alchemy, which allows him to purify materials and create various resources.

Of course, most importantly, Silver's status is somewhat special, and the position of the alchemy lineage in Silver City is difficult to shake.

Even the city lord advised him that it was okay to disrespect others, and it was also okay to collect taxes from Yinbai.

But we cannot force the alchemists to bow down with a tough stance.

Although he didn't think much of it, Moro was willing to listen to the city lord's words.

Furthermore, there wasn't any major conflict between Moro and Silver.

But Naims is different.

Nems and he were mortal enemies.

He can forgive all his enemies.

Pica, minor leader.

Even recently, after the Lord of the Arazuka bowed down to him, he retaliated and humiliated him.

However, he did not kill him, but instead subdued him and forgave him as a general.

But Nems was the only exception.

He would never forgive Nemus, not even if Nemus bowed his head to him.

With this in mind, Moro now spends his days either tackling various events corrupted by the Nether Corpses or waiting for the Nether Corpses to corrupt and besiege Nemus.

At that time, Nems had no choice but to bow down to him.