Devil's Bible

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The power he received from Alice was also rapidly dwindling.

It was quickly consumed completely.

Countless ashes drifted in the air, and Nemus maintained his thrusting stance, stepping forward.

The blade then pierced the body of the Mocania doll.

In the instant he was pinned down, the Mocania doll in Nemus's eyes began to differentiate.

Countless destinies intertwined, and from there diverged into different branches.

This is not just a future branch, but also a historical possibility for Mocania.

In some historical possibilities, Mocania chose to further integrate with Xiao Bi, resulting in a state of androgyny.

Some, however, did not have their dragon blood taken from them, thus merging with the dragon blood and becoming half-dragons, gaining control over time-related abilities.

Some, however, have fallen into demonic ways and chosen to side with Nemus, hoping to break free from the control of the God of Discipline.

There are also branches where Mocania degenerates into monsters, and so on.

However, all these historical possibilities had been suppressed beforehand, and the power of fate of the God of Discipline had firmly locked him onto the path of 'loyal dog'.

But at this moment, Nemus thrust his sword forward, and the collision of fates brought forth all the suppressed branches of historical possibilities.

However, at this moment, all these historical possibilities, whether good or bad, have become obstacles for Nems.

The God of Discipline's control over Mocania is so deep that it's ingrained in his very being.

These historical possibilities are constantly shifting and changing, with countless destinies flowing through them, yet all are firmly held in place by the threads of fate of the God of Discipline.

What appeared before Nemus at this moment due to the collision was already a limit.

This very manifestation ironically blocked Nemus's sword.

Upon seeing this, Nems slightly turned his hand away.

Sword of Fortune - Magpie Tail!

Under the influence of cause and effect, the characteristics of Naim's entire body, especially the causal-based 'possibility convergence', were rapidly activated at this moment.

Following this unique mode of operation, we begin to bring together these scattered historical possibilities.

This characteristic was originally just a certain restraint of Nemus's own potential, thereby limiting his ability to control himself.

However, as Nems gained access to the possibility of interfering with history, this characteristic was naturally expanded upon.

With the magpie's tail technique, the cause and effect were stretched to the extreme.

By no longer dealing with external conditions and severing the process between cause and effect, the most crucial causal comparison was quickly found.

At this moment, Vislav was desperately pulling at the power of fate of the God of Discipline, pouring all kinds of power into it.

As long as Mocania survived that sword strike, he wasn't completely crippled.

They will then have another chance to fight back.

That's where the odds of winning lie.

If they cannot withstand this sword strike, they will be like prey surrounded, trapped in a desperate situation.

Faced with this situation, Nemus squinted, and another characteristic that he hadn't used in a long time surfaced.

Behind Nems, a rope appeared that disappeared into the void from top to bottom, without beginning or end, and then a knot was tied.

Feature – 'Knotting ropes for record-keeping'!

Upon seeing this, Vislav immediately took action, as they had prior intelligence about Nems's move.

With a wave of his hand, the power of fate transformed into threads, pulling at Mocania, while the Hidden Saint placed a hand on the Holy Son.

"Relax!" the Hermit Saint said, and then the Holy Son felt the holy power within his body being mobilized, and the holy power belonging to the Dartmenley family was being activated.

Roads are the backbone, the foundation that supports civilization.

This is the essence of the Dartmenley family saints.

More than 600 years ago, after the cataclysmic event on Earth and the initial stabilization of the floating whale civilization, Saint Dartmanley traveled to the Earth to compare the civilizations of the two eras and comprehend the essence of the path, thereby establishing the foundation for the changes of the times.

The foundation of the changes of the times is the road, and the road connects the times.

At this moment, although the "Knotted Rope Recording" behind Nemus is the power of time, it cannot take away this period of time, because the path of the era and the bones of the saint are still connecting it.

Since it is in a connected state, it should naturally be unobstructed, and Nems' independent time cannot block it.

However, Nems was not in a hurry in the face of this situation.

Instead, it was through this obstacle that the power of "knotting ropes for record-keeping" was revealed.

A separate era has emerged.

It was a somewhat barren piece of land, but a woman stood on it.

Isabella stood there, looking at Nems, her gaze never wavering.

With her appearance, threads of cause and effect began to entwine around Nemus's sword.

Mocania's eyes seemed to hold a myriad of emotions.

The sturdy body that had previously been able to withstand the attacks now seemed to have developed a vulnerability.

Following the cause-and-effect connection, Nemus pierced through it with his sword.

Isabella saved Mocania's life, helped him out of his gloom, and was also his inspiration in life.

And Mocania's greatest despair was that she had disappointed Ms. Isabella.

Due to these interconnected causes and effects, Mocania was defeated.

Nems was unwilling to let the power of fate leave Mocania.

Aside from his unwillingness to have a divine pawn outside his sight, the main reason is that Nemus has Isabella, a powerful weapon.

This is the killer move against Mocania.

The fact that it worked at this moment was exactly what Nems had expected.

Mocania's body began to turn ashes, then turned into ashes that began to drift away.

His soul, his essence, has begun to dissipate at this moment.

As a tool, he was overused.

With such intense use, his essence has naturally crumbled.

However, this might actually be a relief for Mocania.

If his essence and soul have not perished, then by the power of fate binding him, he will only enter the divine kingdom of the God of Discipline.

They can never escape the fate of being puppets, even for all eternity.

Regardless of the circumstances, his life as a puppet is over.

The power of Nemus's sword weakened, but it was once again pointed at the two saints.

Chapter 655 The Hidden One

At this point, there is no chance of winning.

Vislav never imagined that after a thousand years of dominance, he would fall here.

"Nems... Nems!" Vislav looked at Nems and whispered his name.

Five years ago, when the Blue Whale sent him his opinion on how to handle the situation, he, as one of the people in charge of the war against the Abyss God, just glanced at it and didn't care about the fate of such a 'genius'.

It was nothing more than a prayer angel. Although such a prayer angel was not weak, it was merely a tool to a saint.

But little did he expect that a few years later, this genius would stand before him in a different guise, ready to decide his fate.

The world changes, and indeed, it is so illogical.

"Don't get too cocky. You might win this time, but what about next time?" Vislav said.

“But we are different. We are saints, and we will not be completely buried.”

Vislav knew one thing: as long as Nemus was captured by the God of Discipline.

So perhaps there's a possibility that they might be resurrected.

It's not impossible.

Life and death were major events for them, but not impossible for God.

In the past, the deaths of saints were mostly related to other gods or some kind of god-like being.

Before the other party dies or loses all their strength, it's best not to interfere with their existence or try to salvage them from the passage of time.

But things are different now.

Nemus is a person without any powerful backing; he was only able to win against them today because of his unexpected divine status.

"We did not lose to you, but to the divinity of God."

“You have won today, but one day I will be resurrected by God’s grace, and we’ll see how long you can keep winning!” Vislav said.

Nems simply smiled at Vislav's words and then said...

"The problem is that I have attained godhood."

"It was my rebellion that day that gave the Abyss the opportunity to slap the God of Discipline on the head."

“His brains were flying everywhere, and I seized the divine essence that had flowed out.”

"This divine status is a prize I won."

"If you're so capable, then help your god take it back."

Nemes's words were extremely malicious.

Although there were no profanities involved, it completely trampled on the dignity of the God of Discipline.

At the same time, he pointed out his own 'sin', and at this moment, when he said that the other party could not reclaim the divine status, he even pointed at the other party and scolded him for being incompetent.

Whether the words are strong or not is not important; the important facts are all mentioned in just a few sentences.

Klu and the others nearby also started laughing, seemingly mocking Vislav, or perhaps mocking the God of Discipline.

Even now, among the nobility, there is still a belief that if a master is insulted, it is the servant's fault.

This is even more pronounced within the church.

The idea that God is being humiliated and that his brains are flying out is the greatest insult to the glory of a god, but as the saints of God, they are powerless to do anything about it at this moment.

They could only watch as traitors stole the divine number of God, and then turn around and try to kill them.

"If you're not capable, then don't make threats."

"It's better to die willingly than to continue to embarrass yourself and the God of Discipline." These words truly broke down Vislav and the others' defenses.

Previously, when Angel A told the unofficial history of the God of Discipline, even the Hidden Saint was only stunned by the shock and his mind was shaken a little.

None of them are as angry as they are today.

Because what happened before was fake, but what happened today is real.

If you have a false sense of strength, you'll naturally be able to ignore it.

It was right there, and they had no choice but to break down.

Vislav still retained some dignity; he did not completely lose his composure despite his mental breakdown.

He simply looked at Nems, then his gaze fell on the subordinates behind Nems who were laughing along.

"You are powerful today, and I will risk my life to reduce your support." At this moment, he had basically made up his mind.

He couldn't survive on his own, and it was virtually impossible for him to kill Nemus.

The Nemus God War plan was completed, and in the subsequent stages, their core medium was destroyed.

They could only muster a third of their strength at this moment, which was already considered a lot.

In this situation, the only thing one can do is kill a few of Nems's capable subordinates.

With less support, Naim's eventual downfall came sooner.

However, even so, success is not guaranteed.