Devil's Bible

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Therefore, aside from the core information, both sides have basically revealed their intelligence.

"The spatial stability materials for the fictitious protocol are mostly stored in the church in Zone Zero of Qiquan City." The latest intelligence quickly arrived.

Moreover, there were many people guarding the materials this time.

"Have their ideas aligned?" They wanted to make a move, and Nems was waiting for them to do so.

They even directly relied on those nobles, placing the materials they needed there.

That composed demeanor stemmed from Naims's unspoken confidence.

"In that case, let's each rely on our own abilities!" Mocania thought to herself.

After a moment of confusion, he realized that his strength was increasing at an increasingly rapid pace.

The use of the puppet brought side effects, such as constant fluctuations in time that interfered with his body.

It takes a long time to adapt in order to offset the impact of changes over time.

However, during this adaptation process, Mocania's stats improved rapidly.

At the same time, it seems that some kind of spacetime characteristics are coalescing.

At this point, Mocania also vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

His improvement was too rapid.

It's so fast it's beyond reason.

The reason why the Holy Son can improve so quickly is because he is a legendary species. As long as he participates in major events, his stats can be increased.

In just one year, the Holy Son Nemus's score has reached nearly six hundred.

While this speed is incredible, it's considered normal for a legendary species.

And what about yourself?

The demon Xiao Bi on his body was merely an artificial demon created by a demon sorcerer out of desire.

There may be some special circumstances, but those special circumstances only support his remarkable achievement of reaching the steel industry.

Afterwards, by harmonizing with the demon, human and demonic traits are fused, which does indeed grant special characteristics.

However, just like with Towns before, mastering even a small portion of the power of the Golden Seeds is already the limit.

That's why he hesitated when he thought about leveraging the future.

Deviating from common sense may seem like a good thing, but what are the costs?

“But I had no choice.” Mocania put aside her worries.

Now that he has come this far, he carries too much on his shoulders.

Isabella's sister's ideals, the villager's disappointment with the church, the hope he gave Amy, the bold words he spoke to Big...

No matter what, I must persevere. As long as I can realize my ideals, what does it matter if I am shattered to pieces?

With this thought arising, Mocania's slightly fluctuating mind stabilized once more, and her conviction strengthened once more.

"Let the plan begin!" Glancing at the Holy Son not far away, the Holy Son immediately issued the order after receiving the message.

At this moment, the remaining noble forces on Tonghu united and launched an attack on the former headquarters of the now-unconcealed fictitious agreement in Tonghu.

Although none of these nobles currently possess the Gold Rank, they do have some Iron Rank individuals, and each retains some of their family's wealth.

The shouts of battle quickly spread throughout Tonghu Lake.

Upon learning of the rebellion at Tonghu, the 'leader' of the fictitious agreement, Fae, was ordered to lead a legion of whale-like beings to help suppress it.

In addition, some elites from the fictitious agreement also went to Tonghu at this time.

For example, Jane, the two swordsmen, the halfling brothers, and so on.

However, none of the gold mines that are currently publicly known under the fictitious agreement have taken any action, including those of Naims, Krugman, and Poole.

Even the Fictional Legion and Downs did not move.

In addition, they seemed to detect the presence of some powerful demons.

Clearly, Nemus, as the demon lord, had already summoned demons long ago.

As a Gold-level fighter, the Clown Demon stood on the other side of Nemus, his dagger trembling incessantly.

The demon Salish of Cambyon, with a smile on his face, stood diagonally to the other side of Nems like a jester, reporting on the recent activities of the various nobles, large and small, who had surrendered to the city.

"Understood." Nems glanced at the document but didn't pay it any mind.

The nobility are essentially parasites living off the church.

Biodiversity can be seen among these people.

There is indeed an emphasis on morality, honor, and aristocratic spirit among them.

But more often than not, they are a group of blood monsters with no bottom line.

It's not surprising that this monster would do anything.

Therefore, Nemes's opinion of the nobility was simple: seize their instincts of bloodline inheritance and then exploit them like livestock.

Anyway, if these nobles won't do it, there are plenty of others who will.

By the time they can no longer endure it, their usefulness will have been largely exhausted.

“Then everyone.” As soon as Nemus spoke, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at where Nemus was, but their eyes were slightly lowered and they did not look directly at Nemus. They just waited quietly for Nemus to give his next instructions.

"Go and fight," Nemus said softly, and the lights in the castle built in Airspring City lit up one by one.

Thick black clouds swirled in the sky, and a touch of blood-red light shone down from the heavens.

A massive amount of crimson lightning surged within it.

Outside the castle, gargoyles opened their eyes, their scarlet pupils seemingly reflecting the souls of every person.

A terrifying aura erupted at that moment, its powerful force seemingly capable of crushing all life below.

"Go and sever the tentacles of those churches, and make the Azure Whale our territory completely!"

"I have mastered the Great Baptism of the Church. Any Iron Extreme who survives this battle can be promoted to Gold by me."

"I even have a domain name for a level of the abyss."

"As long as you survive, you can get everything from me."

"Come prove your potential and join this great battle!"

Chapter 531 The Beginning of the Battle

Nems had no public speaking skills, yet his infectious enthusiasm warmed the hearts of countless people.

Having followed Naims for so long, they basically knew what kind of person Naims was.

Working under him requires bearing immense pressure.

Nems has extremely high standards for his subordinates, and anyone who is not capable will be quickly discarded by him.

Of course, Naim will give them a chance before that.

If you have any questions about your own growth, you can ask Naims, even if he is just a new recruit who has just joined the fictional protocol, as long as Naims is not in a working state.

Naimus, who seems to be able to see through people's hearts, can always give the most appropriate advice.

As long as you follow Nemes' advice, stay firm in your beliefs, and persevere, you will find your own path.

If you can't persevere, then elimination is the only option.

But as long as you do as Nemus says and complete Nemus's task.

Nemes never makes empty promises; whatever he says, he delivers on.

Even if you don't finish, as long as you keep persevering, Nemus won't give up on you easily.

In this respect, Nems is an exceptional leader.

Nemus's words stirred up everyone's fighting spirit.

They quickly prepared for battle, awaiting the enemy's arrival.

Nemes sat back on the throne in the castle, his gaze seemingly piercing through all distances.

Kru and Salish stood on Nems' left and right, becoming Nems's internal affairs officers.

Poole, as a bodyguard, led a squad of whale-like beings to guard the entrance.

As for the Clown Demon, he rarely comes to the material plane and has already disappeared without a trace, going off to find some fun.

"Charge! Slay the fictitious demon, reclaim the Azure Whale, and reclaim our glory!!!" shouted a clergyman outside the city.

They had been stifled for far too long, gradually falling from high-ranking clergy to becoming rats roaming the streets.

The disparity was unbearable for them, and they could only comfort themselves by saying that the church would eventually set things right and that they would eventually regain their status.

With this in mind, they finally reached the point of final assault, and their emotions naturally soared.

The fictitious legion was the first to strike.

It consists of a group of fictional characters leading a large number of runaways.

Because they all possess the Berserk V-shaped accessory, their mental power can resonate within a certain range and then overlap.

Thus, with the support of this superimposed mental power, the mental power of each fictional being was amplified to the extreme.

These mental powers differ in nature; some lean towards mental control, some towards dynamic changes, and some towards material control.

However, these psychic powers can be combined.

This continuously increases the total output value of this mental energy.

An invisible wave swept across the land.

The invisible power of thought, when accumulated in large quantities, even formed a crystal-like texture.

From this perspective, its numerical output definitely exceeds one or two hundred.

And its impact is extremely wide-ranging.

Just as Mocania was about to make a move, she saw streaks of holy light appear in the distance.

As these rays of light fell, all the spreading psychic energy was shattered, and the light was rapidly shining towards the army of fictitious beings.

"The Holy Walker?!" Kru squinted as he appeared not far away.

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of black energy spread out, blocking the light.

The curse spread rapidly, even following the light towards the holy warriors.

Faced with the curse, the Holy Walker did not flinch, but waited quietly, letting the curse erode him.

However, the curse quickly dissipated during this process.

The Holy Walker himself is considered to be the ultimate golden seed, extremely close to the saint.

Saint Veslav, the famous saint of the God of Discipline, also completed his soul's transformation into a saint after becoming a golden seed.

The Holy Walker also wants to take this path.

His aim was never to become a cardinal, but to become a saint.

The soul of a saint is called the Holy Spirit, and such a soul is extremely valuable, even to the gods.

Of course, perhaps it is this utilitarian mindset that makes the Holy Walker fall short in this aspect, and his soul can never be completely pure.

Even so, the Holy Walker is still very strong.

His double standards, hypocrisy, and penchant for pointing fingers from a moral high ground do not diminish the purity of his soul or the divine power that arises from that purity.

Curses have very limited effect against this level of holiness.

"Damn it, Holy Walker, you bastard! You were definitely setting me up!" Hayes cursed loudly from the side.

When Kru came to steal the bone ship, he used a curse that distracted the Holy Walker, rendering him unable to fight.

Once the battle between Kru and Hayes ended, forcing Hayes to relinquish ownership of the bone ship, the Holy Walker was immediately free from the bone ship's interference.

The fact that it is now completely unaffected by the curse speaks volumes.

"I was just on guard because of the previous curse," the Holy Walker said, offering an excuse he himself didn't seem to care about, before calmly adding, "Your immediate priority is to win this battle and reclaim the bone ship."