Devil's Bible

Page 391

In the early years, there was a large-scale purge of a certain material plane by the church, which killed countless people.

They wiped out the population of a small material plane.

The subsequent population migrated from other material planes.

The high-ranking members of the church, such as the Hermit Saints, are perfectly capable of sacrificing others for the sake of the God of Commandments without any qualms.

But then they discovered that Mocania's side seemed to be failing.

At this moment, Mocania is just one step away from exploding.

His entire body was changing rapidly, and his mentality and thoughts were fluctuating rapidly. The crack that had been torn apart by the restriction of thought was now completely bursting at this moment, and his inner emotions were surging outward at an alarming rate.

"What...what have I done?!"

Mocania's ideological stamp has been broken.

Previously, he had comfortably separated God, man, and fictional life.

He doesn't need to care whether God is right or wrong, he just needs to follow God.

Nor are they responsible for fictional lives.

The existence of this mental constraint maintained his fragmented understanding.

But now, Mocania discovers that the fictional life is actually real life, and the limitations of thought can no longer be maintained.

He was an individual who considered himself a reformer, but after constantly compromising with the nobility and providing them with some support, he completely abandoned them, essentially sending them to their deaths.

Then the other party found their own way out, and he, who had done nothing, stood up to target them.

Looking back at these memories now, Mocania suddenly finds herself so unfamiliar, so utterly irritating.

During that period, I was exactly the kind of person I hated most.

Even so, Mocania found that she still couldn't muster a single grudge against the God of Discipline.

This feeling made Mocania want to go crazy.

Only now could he truly understand the words the shepherd had spoken earlier.

Every word he uttered was like a needle piercing his heart.

In this situation, Mocania is rapidly collapsing.

His fate is changing rapidly.

However, instead of abandoning him, they began to save Mocania, since the sunk costs were already too high.

With so much already invested, if we don't salvage Mocania's mindset, then almost all of our previous investment will be for naught.

It's possible that even the two saints will have a hard time escaping.

Therefore, the situation absolutely cannot collapse at this time.

As long as Mocania doesn't collapse, they still have a chance to win.

Mocania's mind was in turmoil, with all sorts of past events rushing through his mind. He even saw the disappointment in Isabella's eyes.

Mocania had always held Lady Isabella in high esteem.

The other person was his savior, his guiding light, and a benefactor in his life.

In this situation, he simply cannot bear to disappoint the other party.

The reason he's still holding on and hasn't completely collapsed is entirely because another layer of mental constraints still exists. Although he empathizes with the fictional life, he still can't bring himself to hate the beings above him.

Although this made him feel the tearing and torment in his mind, it also sustained him.

He was still being manipulated, rather than thinking entirely on his own.

Otherwise, he could have died of shame on the spot.

Faced with this situation, Vislav, who had been hiding in his own world and had not had much of a role to play, had no choice but to step in.

Countless beams of spiritual light appeared and then rushed towards Mocania.

It was at this moment that Nems finally learned what kind of world Vislav had created.

Nemes is able to monitor changes in the fictional space, thereby confirming the target's thoughts through these changes.

Vislav noticed this from the very beginning, and so he kept his mind in check from the very beginning of the world.

Then came a surge of spiritual light, which transformed the surrounding mud into light as well.

When Nems observed, he could only detect the presence of light. At most, when this light entered the mud, Nems could sense that Vislav was rapidly mentally replicating something.

Nemus learned a lot about various techniques related to the derivation of mental power, but his understanding of Vislav's mental core remained obscured, and he failed to perceive what exactly was being 'replicated'.

But at this moment, with Vislav taking the initiative, all of his plans were exposed.

"It seems I underestimated the God of Discipline." At this moment, Nemus even felt a sense of lingering fear and thought that fate was ultimately on his side.

Because at this moment, in Vislav's world of light, one 'Mocania' after another is opening their eyes and looking at Nems.

Each of these Mocania maintains the same appearance, the same mindset, and the same... favor from the God of Discipline as the real Mocania.

Even Mocania herself was stunned when she saw this scene.

Countless spiritual lights surged into his mind, rapidly penetrating his will and quickly capturing and binding him with numerous, synchronized thoughts.

At this point, Mocania wanted to escape, but she was powerless to resist.

He no longer even has the freedom to break down and commit suicide.

During this time, he was too deeply controlled by the God of Discipline.

Seeing this, Nems appeared not far from the shepherd and shielded him behind him.

This time, he couldn't help but admire that Vislav truly deserved to be a top saint under the command of the God of Discipline.

He knew that within the rules of the fictional space, no matter what kind of world they constructed, it would be difficult to defeat Nemus.

Even if he concealed his core with the light of spiritual enlightenment, he still had no chance of winning.

So he chose to resort to an outside trick—the help of the God of Discipline.

Having guessed that the lost divine essence of the God of Discipline was in Nemus, he was certain that it would be difficult for them to win on their own.

Therefore, we must work on Mocania, the puppet of the god of discipline.

At that very moment, all of Mocania's life investments became bargaining chips in Vislav's hands.

Chapter 649 Recruiting

Nemus's judgment of the God of Discipline was slightly off.

This deviation was intentionally caused by the God of Discipline.

In its instinctive action, it had already become aware that Nems was pulling.

By constantly pulling, they try to influence the fate of the God of Discipline.

It was after this that the God of Discipline chose to turn the tables and use this opportunity to set a trap for Nemus.

Each time he mobilized the power of destiny, it diminished by a fraction, and this fraction converged with Saint Vislav, forming a connection and correspondence with Mocania.

While Nems was pulling Mocania, Vislav was secretly accumulating power, using his own strength and abilities in conjunction with these forces of destiny to replicate these Mocania puppets.

If Nemus's attention is truly focused entirely on Mocania, and he thinks he has Mocania completely under his control, then Nemus himself may be the one who suffers in the end.

And they could very well be caught red-handed for this, and thus be forced to hand over the portion of their divine power they had acquired.

Nemus never doubted the power of the God of Discipline.

The reason he was able to win repeatedly in his confrontations with the church was entirely because he took advantage of the fact that the God of Commandments was asleep.

Nemus's control over the Divine Authority of Discipline has been increasing, but until now, Nemus is certain that he has not truly mastered this Divine Authority.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for the God of Discipline to seize the opportunity to reclaim his divinity.

However, everything went slightly wrong.

Nems valued the power of fate that bound Mocania.

However, he values ​​his own growth even more.

Under God, there is no inherent ability to touch the possibilities of history.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't touch upon history.

As for Mocania, she was tightly bound by the God of Discipline, and there should have been no flaws in her defenses.

However, an unexpected incident occurred.

Nemus himself did not use the achievement of history, but gave it to a consciousness of illusory origin, and this consciousness just happened to complete the task of finding the last hope in despair.

Others may not understand, but does the God of Discipline not understand?

Seventh, the End.

Eighth. Life.

Ninth, Change.

Tenth. Hope.

Things, due to cause and effect, enter into a chaotic end amidst countless pulls and tugs.

The emergence of life after the end is a new change.

After change comes hope.

The shepherd died and died again.

But through repeated resurrections and exhausting all changes, they finally found hope.

This shows that although Nemus's understanding of the world's rules is not detailed enough, it is generally correct.

Furthermore, the other party clearly recognized the value of achieving a historic number.

In the process, Nemes found the only solution.

The realism of the shepherd completes the deciphering of Mocania.

Mocania himself is not important; what matters is the power of destiny within him.

In the current situation, he has fallen just before dawn.

In order to preserve the other party's existence, this point had to be exposed in advance.

Although they managed to save Mocania, they also exposed their hidden trump card.

If the killer move is revealed, its lethality will be greatly reduced.

Once Nems discovers their methods, the specialized protective measures will likely increase exponentially.

Having missed the opportunity, and given the current situation, the God of Discipline has not yet fully awakened.

Obtaining godhood is not so easy.

Nemes stood in front of the shepherd, looking at the Mocania and the Mocania.

His eyes were filled with calculations, calculating all sorts of future changes.

"If you don't reveal your hand with this card, then I still have a 30% chance of losing."

"Now that the secret has been revealed, you only have a 10% chance of winning."

"So, are you going to continue?" Nemes asked, stating the facts objectively.

Vislav knew that Nems was telling the truth when he heard Nems's words.

Furthermore, Naims may have been hiding some of his trump cards during this process.

For example, why does Nemes have such a deep understanding of the historical number of achievements?

The Azure Whale Church has no records of this kind of data.

This suggests that Nems must have other sources of information.

This unknown channel brings with it unknown variables.

The so-called 10% chance of success might be halved if we take into account these unstable variables.

"Are you just going to let us go?" Vislav stared intently at Nems. "Don't you dare say something like 'as long as the two of us saints sacrifice ourselves'."