Devil's Bible

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Even in the Prime Material Plane, such special monsters are relatively rare.

When the Ghoul King stopped, Nemus's tapping fingers also stopped.

As the swords clashed, the armored man sensed a crucial change. The sudden pause created a sense of unease, and he couldn't help but look at the Lord of the Desolate Tomb.

"It was just a test." The Lord of Arazuka also felt resentful.

He was just testing Naimus, the stranger who had come to the table.

It's not his fault that the other party cut off the passage.

“We’ll talk more later.” Nemus said with a smile to the armored man, who was also one of the five leaders, the Lord of War, and then turned to the Lord of the Arazuka: “You’ve affected my appetite, so I’ll just affect you in return.”

Upon hearing what Nems said, the warlord nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on Nems.

The Lord of the Desolate Tomb quickly suppressed his gluttonous aura and stopped causing trouble.

The move Nemes made earlier has already proven too much.

At that moment, another person entered from outside.

This person was dressed in hemp clothing, and his aura was not obvious.

He walked in, looked around, and then casually sat down next to the Lord of Arazuka.

This made the Lord of Arazuka, who had just suffered a slight setback, feel somewhat uneasy.

I have this feeling that I'm going to be the one who gets taken advantage of.

However, he was no longer in the mood to test the waters and simply lowered his head and began to eat heartily.

This surprised the man.

Chapter 729 The Child of Destiny?

In Moro's mind, if he sat down so rudely so close to the other person and watched him eat, the other person would definitely be unable to resist testing him.

He'll make a huge scene, and given his unique status, the city lord will definitely side with him.

While this wouldn't severely damage the Lord of the Arazuka, it did hurt his pride.

It is often very difficult to kill a powerful person directly.

But once he starts to lose health, he will be met with all sorts of tests.

If he fails to accept even one of these tests, then even more people will flock to him.

Some of these people, like him, had a grudge against the Lord of the Desolate Tomb.

Or they are some ambitious people.

Throughout the entire Silver City, there are countless chieftains, mid-level chieftains, and minor chieftains.

Many people believe that they are not bad, but just lack some resources.

Given enough resources, it will inevitably become a silver-tier species quickly and dominate the region.

With this understanding, ambitious people are all waiting for an opportunity.

The moment the Lord of the Desolate Tomb loses blood, he will reveal a weakness, and countless people will rush towards him, drawn by the scent of blood.

However, the reality was different from what Moro had imagined.

The Lord of Arazuka doesn't follow his own script!

After a moment of panic, Moro regained his composure.

This was just a missed opportunity.

Next, it won't be too difficult to use the city lord's influence to make the tomb master lose health.

Suppressing his hatred, Moro was no longer as rude as before.

The people around him had different thoughts, but most of them could tell that Moro and Nems were different.

Nemes randomly chose a spot that wasn't too far from the others.

However, Moro was next to the Lord of the Desolate Tomb, so it's almost certain that he came for the Lord of the Desolate Tomb.

Every year, there are many people like this, who come with various purposes.

However, most of them are directly suppressed by these leaders.

If you're lucky, you might be recruited and become a minor leader under the chief; if you're unlucky, you might escape with your life; and if you're really unlucky, you'll just die.

Of course, some succeeded.

When an old friend disappears, a new friend will appear.

Nemes also looked at Moro with great interest.

Fate is rare in the Silver City; even Nemus's own Sword of Fortune only has four stars because it lacks sufficient luck to synergize with.

However, Nemus unexpectedly discovered some traces of fate in Morro.

"It's not that fate doesn't exist, but rather that the connection to destiny exists in a more hidden way."

Therefore, fate is difficult to connect.

"But in the end, it comes to belong to a special person through something special?" Nemus realized.

The rules may seem consistent, but there are hidden clauses in some special cases.

This is very important.

It's like a devil's pact.

The contract terms are clear and seem to have no problems, but if you don't understand the hidden clauses, whoever signs it is courting disaster.

The rules are likely to be the same.

The key to God Wars is understanding and mastering the rules.

The main rules are there, but various hidden clauses only appear under special circumstances. As it stands, the Silver Land involves some hidden clauses related to fate.

If we can understand this, we might be able to use it to create some traps during the God Wars.

Moro seemed to notice Nemus's gaze, and he turned to stare back at Nemus, his eyes revealing a sense of confidence and some inexplicable hostility.

It's like a boastful attitude is blooming: "Watch me, one day I will become the focus of everyone's attention."

This overflowing confidence is actually quite amusing.

Of course, the most important thing is that inexplicable hostility.

As Nemes observed, he began to think about how to deal with the situation.

"The opponent's energy is condensed into a whole, thus forming a state that is difficult to be disturbed by external forces."

"Under this form of destiny, the way destiny operates becomes biased, and he is the center of destiny."

"Everything related to him will be pulled by this force of fate."

"When you want to kill him, you're not just killing him as an individual, but the entire web of fate connected to him."

“The power that transcends the limits can kill him, but once he dies, the entanglements of fate only create a reverse collapse of destiny.”

"Thus, individuals face numerous obstacles..."

"The source of the curse has been found!"

As Nemus analyzed the reverse collapse of fate, he immediately realized that this might be the source of the Dartmenley family's curse.

This is at least one manifestation of that curse.

It is not that one is completely defying fate and being punished by it, but rather that one causes changes in fate, which in turn leads to obstacles formed by fate interfering with one's own destiny.

Perhaps it was because Nemes possessed a distinct Dartmanley bloodline that caused this inexplicable hostility despite never having met him before.

Even Nemes, through his observation of fate, could determine it.

Although Moro currently has a grudge against the Lord of Arazuka and initially came for him, he will soon be drawn into a feud with Nemus by fate.

It might even develop into a situation where the mere feud between the Lord of Arazuka and the Lord for killing his father is less important than killing Nemus.

“Interesting.” Nems seemed to sense another side of fate.

In the mainstream world, fate is characterized by selflessness.

Even though the arrival of the true spirit caused it to develop a certain cognitive personality due to repeated fluctuations, it would not be biased and had no selfish motives.

The purpose of everything is to ensure the continuation of the world.

However, in this forgotten city of silver, such individuals with special destinies have emerged.

It was as if fate favored him, and everything revolved around him.

Even when Nemus was in the Prime Material Plane, he was favored by fate.

But this favor is predicated on Nems being beneficial to the world, and while bestowing this favor, everything is subject to fate.

Nems was being led by fate to deal with the things that fate wanted him to deal with.

Moro, however, was different; fate did not favor him, but rather took a special liking to him.

Everything revolves around Moro.

If Moro wants revenge, then everything will revolve around Moro's revenge.

If Morocco wants to fall in love, he will meet many beautiful women.

To some extent, he amplified the characteristic of "destiny".

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the hatred towards Dartmenley.

This is an instinctive hatred implanted in this system of fate.

What did Saint-Datmenley do back then to cause all this, and then ruin the second-generation Saint-Datmenley?

He thought he could solve it, and even used Saint Lu.

However, he was tricked by this fate and died in the Land of Slumber.

Chapter 730 Corpse Corruption

The city lord did not keep Nemus waiting for long.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came from not far away.

The footsteps were heavy, like giants stomping on the earth, as if the person coming would surely be able to blow the entire palace away.

It gives the impression that what's coming might not be a person, but a giant dragon or a mountain.

But then, the person who came out of the passageway in the inner hall was not particularly tall.

She looked like a very ordinary person.

She was neither pretty nor ugly, neither tall nor fat nor short nor thin.

Her clothes were nice, but they weren't the kind that were flashy or jewel-encrusted.

She looked like an ordinary woman with some money.

Yet this ordinary woman became the strongest in Silver City, and her power was terrifying.

As soon as she appeared, the people who were doing their own things immediately stopped what they were doing, stood up, and waited for the city lord to take her seat.

At this moment, the only person who didn't stand up stood out conspicuously.

The city lord's gaze instantly shifted and landed on Nemus.

She, who was originally an ordinary person, now carried immense pressure, pressing down like a roaring dragon.

However, all the oppressive force dissipated like a gentle breeze.

Naims seemed to be a beat slow before standing up.

Not standing up before is not bowing down, but standing up after overcoming the other party's intimidation is a sign of politeness.

The next moment, the city lord felt another kind of pressure.

She seemed to be stared at by something unfathomable.

This gaze, dark and profound, seems to have no end.