Devil's Bible

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Without any warning, without any pause, without any preparation.

A sword shot out, its energy booming and spreading continuously.

The Moon Goddess in the dream was already on guard the moment the attack appeared.

She radiated a cool, aloof light.

Then a terrifying aura burst forth from her body.

month.

A celestial body, an image, a representation.

Countless understandings about the moon were projected onto it at this moment.

Then it is reflected outwards by the moon.

The moonlight, carrying an aura of tranquility, spilled down like ripples on water, covering everything around it in an attempt to halt Nemus's sword energy.

However, Nemus's sword leaped away the instant it touched the moonlight.

It's not about jumping through space. If it were just a change in space, then the Moon God's tranquil power of moonlight could stop the change in space.

The sword energy followed the connection, skipping the process, and pierced through Merkava's body.

Previously, I used the Night Heron's Hundred Forms to analyze the power of dreams.

In order to use this medium, he could establish a connection with his subordinate Salish, so that he could enter the dream world, and at the same time establish a causal connection with him through Merkava's offspring.

The "Grace" trait came into play, bestowing a destiny upon the sword energy.

The purpose of this sword strike is to kill Merkava.

It also utilizes the causal ability of "possibility convergence" to connect cause and effect.

One cause leads to one effect.

Therefore, other fruits can be ignored.

For example, the sword energy of Nemus's sword was blocked by the Moon God.

It was not among the choices.

Therefore, other processes between cause and effect are skipped or omitted.

This leads directly to an argument: whether sword energy can kill Merkava.

This sword strike is the newly enhanced version of the Sword of Fortune, Magpie's Tail.

This allows them to delve into destiny from their mission, and through the connection of cause and effect, evade other possible external causes and effects, and then directly confront the enemy.

The result is, of course, quite clear.

Nems was familiar with the flow of fortune and had Salish, the mole, as a medium, giving him a significant advantage in this contest of fortune.

If it weren't for the existence of the Moon God, he wouldn't even have the right to fight.

In the dream, he didn't have the three thousand stats that were added from the outside world.

In terms of strength, they are pitifully weak.

Therefore, the argument concludes: Nemus was able to kill Merkava with a single sword strike, and thus...

The sword energy pierced through Merkava, and Merkava died.

The Holy Moon God could only watch Nemus as the dream began to crumble.

Aside from Salish and a few other local demons who provided numerical power, the Moon God himself did not come to the Abyss.

Her physical body is still in the material plane at this moment, but she projects her consciousness into the abyss through dreams.

This is already the limit of what they could do to help Merkava through this kind of connection.

"I never imagined that after planning for so long, it would all come to nothing." Feeling his power rapidly waning, the Moon God shook his head and admitted his defeat.

According to the original plan, the Clown King was not strong enough in direct combat, and they had figured out all his methods, so they had a good chance to support Merkava to take his place.

Unexpectedly, the variable that appeared in the end was Naimus.

A special power to influence memory, and abilities related to fate and causality.

Most importantly, she didn't expect that Mekava couldn't even keep his own son in check, and actually dragged such a big mole into the dream, planting the biggest flaw.

“Nemus, is it? When we actually meet, I will kill you,” the Moon God said, and then the dream completely collapsed.

In the dimensional battlefield, Nemus slowly drew his sword, Merkava closed his eyes unwillingly, and Salish had already stepped out of the dream and appeared behind Nemus.

On the other side, the Clown King looked at Nemus with a serious expression.

"So you were just guarding your food before?" When the Clown King saw Nemus attack Merkava, he sensed Nemus's special nature and prepared to quietly escape.

He had already recognized Nemus. As for this alien demon being able to advance, and in such a short time, for some reason, from 300 to the current 900, the Clown King had no energy to complain.

He sensed something was wrong, and his own intuition was urging him to flee.

Nemus has transcended the 'normal' understanding of demons.

Although there are never few exceptions in the abyss, even the Pied King himself is an exception in the eyes of other demons.

However, compared to Nemes, He still felt inadequate and thus decisively fled.

However, he was intercepted by Naims the next moment.

At the same time, His gaze couldn't help but fall on the clown demon beside Nemus.

On the battlefield of dimensions, having a clown demon targeting you and blocking your escape—the malice behind that is self-evident.

“That’s right, I’ve already reserved your position as lord.” The Dream Sword in Nemus’s hand slowly dissipated.

With a slight extension of his hand, the clown demon readily offered up his absurd power.

A sword that made the Clown King frown appeared in Nemus's hand.

The sword was somewhat like a throwing knife, and also somewhat like the prop sword used in magic performances.

A strong sense of being restrained made Clown King realize that if he were hit, he wouldn't fare any better.

"Honestly, everyone underestimates me like this," the Clown King said, somewhat annoyed.

He was indeed not good at fighting, and He did find Nemus, this oddball, somewhat terrifying, and wanted to avoid fighting as much as possible.

"However, if it really comes down to a fight, I might not actually be weaker than the others!" The Clown King was able to sit on the throne of the Demon Lord, so he naturally had the ability.

When something comes to you, there's no escaping or avoiding it.

He would not panic or be afraid, but was prepared to fight with everything he had.

"This is more interesting!" Nemus felt his body getting slightly excited.

The rate of numerical improvement, which was originally one point per day, has begun to accelerate.

And it is accelerating continuously.

With a wave of his hand, the Clown King summoned several demons using his demonic powers.

Before the demons could react, their heads flew up and turned into human-shaped balloons.

"The moonlight shines brightly." As the Clown King began to chant, the balloon with the human head in his hand began to change, its surface becoming smooth and then displaying various patterns.

A bright moon appeared on one of the balloons.

The lunar elements previously manipulated by the Moon God were forcibly exploited by the Clown King.

Who sings Chapter 448?

The Clown King's combat ability is poor compared to other demon lords.

Furthermore, this difference refers more to His direct combat capabilities than to His various methods.

Merkava was confident in taking his place because the Church of Luna had studied Piedmon for a long time, had a good understanding of his various abilities and trump cards, and had already prepared contingency plans.

The Clown King glanced at Salish, who was following behind Nemus, and recognized him.

Merkava's son works as an information broker on the 181st floor. Although Merkava values ​​him highly, he doesn't truly trust him.

Judging from this, Salish knew at most a portion of the information Merkava had gathered about himself.

Furthermore, Nemus had only recently been promoted to a high-ranking demon and had no time to prepare countermeasures.

Indeed, this is the case. Much of the information about the Clown King was obtained by the Moon Goddess through the channels of the Moon God Church. This information was not disseminated, so Salish was unaware of it.

“Every night, someone gets cold!” A balloon suddenly covered in frost, which then froze the balloon with the human head on it and caused it to burst.

Simultaneously, a strange, chilling aura also appeared on Nemus's body.

The chill wasn't particularly strong.

Given his current condition, a slight drop in temperature wouldn't have a significant impact on him.

In terms of physical sensation, this chill is at most around ten degrees Celsius.

Even ordinary people won't feel cold as long as they wear a jacket and move around a bit.

However, it was this chill, which wasn't particularly cold, that made Nems feel his limbs begin to stiffen.

Clown King noticed this and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

The chanting did not stop; instead, it became even faster.

"Cluck cluck, who's singing!" The balloon with the human head in my hand popped open again.

Nems immediately felt as if his body had been completely frozen, and his bones were creaking.

At the same time, streams of power are being drawn and converging towards Clown King.

Nemus didn't know what this power would be used for, but it certainly wasn't for anything good.

Intelligence is crucial for dealing with demon lords like the Clown King, who combine rules of change with rules of concept.

The Clown King's "Nursery Rhymes" are not completely fixed, but they only have a few templates, and the power he can use is also subject to certain limitations and patterns.

If Nems had relevant intelligence, he could have used it to find a counterforce and thus interrupt the nursery rhyme.

Nems wasn't in a hurry; instead, he carefully observed the changes in his body.

The Clown King's transformation rules are rather unorthodox and 'absurd'.

It is a possibility that may occur, but is not expected.

Its probability of occurrence may not be small, but it certainly does not conform to common sense.

This is a completely different perspective on change.

It's strange, really.

Nems clearly possesses one-fifth of the number nine, which is the best medium for comprehending change.

However, Nemus's first high-end trait is luck in the Fate system, the second is time system, and the third is causality system.

None of this has much to do with change.

His understanding of change remained rooted in precepts.

That is, to exchange restriction for the pure power of change.

“Perhaps my mindset is too fixed; I’m so focused on things related to discipline that I don’t really understand much.” Nemus suddenly had a realization.

He twisted his stiff limbs and swung the 'clown sword' in his hand.

The blade emitted a kind of attraction from the same source, and with the power of the force, it deflected several flying knives that flew from not far away.

The Clown King on the other side was not disappointed when he saw this.

Nemus had previously been able to instill that sense of terror in Him, causing Him to flee.

It would be strange if He couldn't even handle these few throwing knives.

That was true absurdity, enough to make Him laugh, laugh at His own cowardice.

"It's him singing, it's me singing!" Clown King continued chanting the nursery rhyme.

His tone became increasingly strange and terrifying.

The phrase "It's me singing" carries a certain inexplicable childlike feeling, like a student bravely raising their hand to answer a question in a primary school church.

However, given the current atmosphere, it feels like asking who killed this person, and then a blood-covered madman stands up and shouts, "I killed him!" That bizarre feeling creates a disturbing and unsettling sensation.