Devil's Bible

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Chapter 629 Compassion

This is a tournament that carries on tradition.

Isabella's thinking was not mature. She was limited by certain circumstances and could not clearly recognize what was good and beautiful in the world and what was dross formed under special circumstances.

In this situation, Isabella could only condemn Nemes and teach others with the purest and simplest moral sentiments.

The shepherd learned from Nemes that it was Nemes who inspired Mocania.

Mocania, on the other hand, was different because he had very little experience and only possessed basic moral sentiments.

In this situation, his fate was forcibly interfered with, so that although this simple moral sentiment existed, it was grafted onto a pillar of divine authority.

Faced with the banner of divine supremacy, even if this 'divine authority' was obtained by ordinary people from him, he appeared unusually weak.

This inner weakness tore him apart, and his inner morality began to crumble from top to bottom.

However, he also truly inherited the simple moral sentiments he had received from Isabella.

In most parts of the world, many people still carry on this sentiment.

They are simple, they are kind, and their appearance shows the most beautiful side of this world.

Unlike the shepherd, Mocania grew up in a working-class neighborhood in the real world, witnessing a world corrupted by theocracy.

In that world, Mocania didn't really understand what simple emotions were.

He only possessed the relevant knowledge, but had never personally experienced these things.

The shepherd, having grown up on that land, intimately perceived all of this amidst the illusion.

Therefore, although the two people have similarities, they have made different choices to some extent.

Mocania sank deeper and deeper, the divine marks on his body forming a fixed steel rope of thought that would completely bind him.

But the shepherd, in the process, broke free and learned what was truly important.

This actual cognitive gap puts the shepherd on the opposite side of Mocania at this moment.

"Do you still want to insult me?" Mocania frowned upon hearing the shepherd's words, and for the first time, she became somewhat angry.

"That guy Nemus, after killing Ms. Isabella, he actually dares to mention her to you?!"

Seeing this, the shepherd said no more. Mocania couldn't understand his words; his barren and limited understanding prevented him from truly recognizing how pathetic he was.

Therefore, words are useless; at this point, only battle remains.

So the shepherd chose to strike first.

His body instantly transformed into a series of afterimages, and the battle strategy he had prepared beforehand surfaced in his mind.

Indeed, the shepherd had long been prepared to fight these 'gods'.

Countless figures flew about, while Mocania's eyes were filled with helplessness.

They are not from the same world at all.

In his eyes, the other party was nothing more than a virtual creation.

However, now he himself needs to take action against these virtual creations.

No matter what, it's just too embarrassing.

Although Mocania didn't want to fight with her own creation, the shepherd had indeed become a problem that ordinary people couldn't solve.

Therefore, only he could kill the other party...

Mocania raised her hand, her eyes filled with calm.

One after another, the puppets appeared in mid-air and then quickly activated their battle mode.

These puppets all possess divinely bestowed power, and their strength is not much different from that of the shepherd who previously fused with the divinely bestowed arm as a puppet. In fact, because their entire bodies are made of this 'divinely bestowed thing,' their strength is even greater.

Mocania was able to create more than a dozen of these kinds of people relatively easily.

And this was even with him trying his best to restrain himself.

With the destruction of the world he created, Mocania also lost his identity as a 'god'.

If he wants to exert his power in this fictional space, he needs to act like a native, using his mind to manipulate the world's matter in a way that conforms to the rules.

In comparison, it's easier now than before when I was the creator and used the world to unleash my power, but the potential has been significantly reduced.

At this moment, Mocania's self-perception is like that of an individual who is timid and hiding in a closet.

He could only turn around occasionally, and even his voice was muffled, so he could only make muffled sounds.

Even so, Mocania is definitely not someone the shepherds can provoke.

Given the nature of this world, any ordinary person who comes here will become a 'giant'.

Mocania, after all, is an unconventional Gold-type combatant.

This difference in combat power makes him hundreds of times stronger than the shepherd.

If we use numerical values ​​to measure it.

The giants that Adrian created were all adults with a numerical value of 1.

Even if the dwarfs had just begun to master the abilities of the Innate Elephant, it would have taken them ten to twenty to pose a threat to a giant.

In other words, even the elite of the Lilliputians at that time barely reached a score of one.

Of course, with the development of the Dwarf race in recent years, their technology and methods have been rapidly improving.

The mudstone plundered from other worlds further enhanced its power.

Currently, the most outstanding individuals among the Dwarf race, those Apostles, have reached a value of around eleven or twelve points, or even higher.

They have already surpassed the Giants.

In the fairy tale world, humans and little people are actually similar in size.

Their combat capabilities are slightly inferior.

When a shepherd assimilates the divine gift, his value should be around eight or nine points, which is the extreme value for the Black Stone type.

Afterwards, he abandoned the divine gift and was resurrected from death. Although he was freed from some kind of control, his strength also declined rapidly.

Until the further development of the humanitarian field.

The Human Realm is a rather special thing. As the mud and ore filled in, although his body was still a 'little man', his way of existence was transforming into that of a 'god'.

In essence, the realm of humanity is transforming into the 'world,' and therefore the shepherd's thoughts during this period have also been maintaining the transformation of the realm of humanity.

Power will also be able to be released through the realm of humanity.

Numerically speaking, it's probably only around ten points, which is at most the initial stage of entering the steel-type realm.

Even if Mocania is weak, it's not something a newly-entered Iron-type individual can easily take advantage of.

Upon seeing these puppets, the shepherd did not pause at all.

But deep down, he felt increasingly sorry for Mocania's incorrigibility.

This level of effort, even if it's just a little bit invested, even if it's just a little more attention.

Wild beasts will not die, and the world will not be destroyed because of it.

"Kill you!" That was the only thought in the shepherd's mind at that moment.

Mocania sensed the killing intent, but he was indifferent to it. However, he inexplicably discovered that the shepherd's killing intent contained a kind of pity for him.

Chapter 630 Showdown

"Kill you, and you'll be free!" That was the shepherd's thought at that moment.

At the very moment of battle, the shepherd was fully prepared.

He was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he had already moved back and forth in different parts of Mocania.

Mocania shifted her perspective, her eyes quickly focusing on the shepherd, while the puppets around her also swiftly followed, about to swarm forward and restrict the shepherd's movement.

However, it was at this moment that Mocania realized something was wrong.

His body is rapidly experiencing 'hallucinations'.

"Is there a deficiency in the observation of things on a given time scale?" Mocania immediately realized.

The shepherd precisely grasped the greatest limitation of these real-world people at this moment.

Their sense of time is different. The reason they are able to live normally in this world now is entirely because they have accelerated their thinking speed and perception speed.

Therefore, their reaction speed is relatively slow in the fictional world.

The shepherd grasped this point and, during the rapid movement, released many things moving at different speeds.

These things moving at different speeds create different sensory responses.

Simply put, it means doing everything possible to create noise in perception in order to interfere with the perceiver's internal perception.

Mocania's Gold-level perception allowed her to sense unprecedented complexity and variability in the face of various changes in the surrounding environment.

Furthermore, the shepherd's movements, which appear to be at a constant speed, actually exhibit complex changes; his movements are rapidly twisting and changing.

This perceptual 'restlessness' then creates the illusion we are experiencing.

Things overlapped and distorted, and everything underwent a strange transformation under the repeated interference.

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At this point, Mocania felt that he could hardly distinguish the true nature of the shepherd.

Just a moment ago, the shepherd was still in front of them in their perception, and the puppet pounced on him to grab him.

But the next moment, he caught nothing; the shepherd was already in front of him.

“Whether you walk fast or slow works!” The shepherd, who had come to Mocania, confirmed this.

If it is simply a uniform motion, then with the other party's superhuman perception, they can quickly capture and sense it.

Only by combining speed and slowness, creating an overlap of things, can we accumulate perceptions and influence the other party.

When the fist swung and landed on Mocania, the shepherd only felt as if he had punched a stone.

Of course, this is the feeling he should have had when he was still an ordinary person.

Now, he is nothing more than a mere stone; with a single effort, he could shatter it into dust.

The changes he is experiencing now have left him with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Dragging his severed arm, the shepherd quickly left the spot.

"It's no use. Even if you've grasped the problem of our perception, the difference in our levels is too great."

"Even if you increase your strength tenfold, you might not be able to break through my body's defenses. The difference in numbers is absolute." Mocania completed his advancement to the Gold rank by stepping on his right foot with his left.

He then underwent a doll-like transformation of his body.

Without the numerical output of a gold-level character, you can't even break through its defenses.

The gap between the shepherd, who had just escaped the Blackstone race, and him was insurmountable.

“And the gap between gods and men is insurmountable,” Mocania said.

And in the process, Mocania's perception abilities are also rapidly evolving.

His perception began to adapt to this change in speed, quickly completing the transformation of the internal logic, thus adding a layer of algorithm.

This is not a difficult task for those who produce gold.

All the golden seeds have sublimated their lives and possessed the status of a world.

They can even adapt to alternate dimensions with completely different rules, such as the astral plane.

Let alone a small dynamic change?

"This is your only chance."