Devil's Bible

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The spinning sword energy shot out like a swallow soaring in mid-air, directly swooping down on the charging saint.

"And it will be even more deadly!" After reaching the Mythical level, the mastery of similar values ​​will be terrifyingly high.

Just as the power of the God of Discipline can appear on the Prayer Angel at any time, using the Prayer Angel as a node to launch attacks.

Even the Demon Prince can do this.

The difference in authority between demons has always been very obvious.

For example, high-ranking demons can use demon summoning to summon other lower-ranking demons at will.

The greater the difference in strength between them, the weaker the resistance of the lower-level demons.

Most of the high-ranking demons present could be sent to their deaths with a single thought from the demon prince.

Judging from the way that demon prince glanced at him at first, the other party couldn't be considered a complete historical figure.

If I were to actually offer something of such immense value as divine status, that demon prince might instantly transform from a historical figure into his true form and carry out a robbery.

Nems quickly got to work and then determined the real battle plan.

Seeing the saint whose body shone with light and dissolved the swirling swallow, Nemus recognized the other's name at this moment - Saint Veslav.

The saint who came to the Azure Sky before did not leave any name, and there is no information about him in the records. He should be a hermit.

Hermits are devoted to ascetic practice and study the classics; they do not think about things like swordsmanship or magic.

They may not even have studied breathing techniques and meditation, or if they have, it's only to improve their physical and mental well-being so they have more time for rigorous practice and exploration.

In this state, once enlightenment is attained, the soul becomes pure, and one can directly become a saint.

Such saints are mostly indifferent to their own reputation.

Therefore, concealing one's own information and ensuring that one does not leave too much information behind can deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at a critical moment, making it difficult for the enemy to defend against.

Therefore, Nemus referred to the saint he had encountered earlier as the Hidden Saint.

But the situation in St. Vislav is different now.

It is itself a well-known type of gold.

After becoming a golden seed, his spirit and will underwent a transformation, becoming exceptionally pure, which attracted the attention of the gods, who bestowed upon him divine power, making him a saint.

Therefore, such saints are a symbol in themselves. They are more skilled in combat and mostly appear in the front lines of battle, so there is no need for them to hide.

"Saint Vislav, the essence of a saint is... spiritual light!"

The next instant, a large amount of light pierced through.

Each ray of light has a value of nearly a thousand.

Furthermore, the rays of light overlap and the numerical values ​​are continuous, resulting in continuous damage.

The longer one is exposed to this light, the greater the cumulative damage will be.

An all-around attack with no blind spots, leaving no room for dodging or evasion.

Countless sword energies appeared on Nemus's body. In an instant, he judged from the contact that it would only take two seconds for his sword energy defense to be broken.

Then, in the remaining time, not even a second is needed, your body and even your soul will be 'purified'.

Even one's own true spirit will be dissolved in the face of that terrifying number.

Although the true spirit is special, it is only special in its structure.

In terms of sheer magnitude, it's at most only slightly stronger than an ordinary soul.

No matter how complex a structure is, it will only end in destruction when faced with violent destruction.

And this is the true strength of a powerful saint in a direct confrontation.

"He's terrifying indeed. Killing him in a short time will be quite a challenge," Nemus thought to himself.

The "Self-Agreement Quadruple Talks" have been launched!

Sword Saint Nemus, Holy Son Nemus, Angel A, and the Demon himself.

The forces from all four directions converged at this moment and then merged into one.

Although the numerical value remains at 500, the convergence of various characteristics and powers has made everything different.

Chapter 421 Birds and Reasons

Nems' current state is quite peculiar.

This can be seen from his appearance.

Although he maintains a human form, beneath that form lies neither flesh and blood, nor bones, nor any of the other common elements that constitute a human being.

Instead, it was a mass of black like the cosmos and starlight within that blackness.

A powerful energy radiated outward from his body, exuding a rich, divine power.

A single wing unfolds behind it, but it is not the kind of wings of a praying angel; rather, it is a wing of light.

The entire single wing is made of energy, with bright light forming its skeleton, and from a distance it looks like a golden lightning bolt.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that there are magic arrays and sacred characters on the surface of the light.

Under these circumstances, everything around Nems is changing rapidly.

Nemes reached out, as if he were holding something or releasing something.

The beams of light that were aimed at Nemus seemed to come alive in an instant.

They no longer stabbed, but broke free from the light's grasp, swirling around Nemus like sprites.

And this is the sword strike formed by combining most of Nemus's characteristics—

Sword of Fortune - Ultimate Technique - Flying Bird!

According to the path of destiny that Nemus had previously comprehended.

Fate is self-perception, while fortune is the weak connection between oneself and the world.

So, the sword strike of the flying bird is to use "living soul" to endow things with an artificial soul, and in the process, to simultaneously impart some of its own cognition.

The moment it acquires cognition, it ceases to be merely an object and becomes a bird.

Nemes connects himself to the strong and weak relationships of cause and effect and luck.

This resulted in a situation where, despite being an attack by St. Vislav, the attacker came to life at that moment, embraced himself, and became his own servant.

This move was clearly unexpected by Vislav.

Nemus seized the opportunity and conjured a longsword of light in his hand.

Without any fancy moves, the sword thrust straight at Vislav's head.

Asuka represents the ultimate secret technique of this series of swordsmanship.

Once the energy is fully condensed, each sword strike in his hand is like a bird spreading its wings.

All obstacles will eventually be broken in the face of this.

The saintly essence from the Dartmenley family formed the bones of this bird at this moment.

As the sword flashed, a moment of amazement appeared on Vislav's face.

This is inevitable.

Even a saint would be disturbed when faced with this sword.

That kind of unwavering determination, that kind of proud soaring, that kind of attitude of flying against the storm.

Every time wings are spread, it is a ripple of the soul.

Every step forward is a path that was never followed.

Every chirp is an accumulation of the past.

Light gathered before Vislav, and his spirit solidified at that moment, forming the strongest barrier.

When light meets light, the blade pierces halfway into the barrier, but then can hardly advance any further.

"That sword strike was very powerful!" Vislav exclaimed, his eyes slightly darting.

"It has been a long time... no, I have never seen such a stunning sword strike."

"It's a pity you're a demon," Vislav said regretfully, but there wasn't much of a mental fluctuation in his expression.

His mental energy fluctuated slightly before quickly returning to normal.

Although his mental light attacks are very strong, his defense is actually the strongest.

As long as his spirit is not completely shaken, it is virtually impossible for an attack of the same level to break through his mental barrier.

As a saint whose essence lies in spiritual radiance, he is confident in saying this.

"As expected, compared to the renowned saints, I am still not strong enough." Nemus admitted his defeat.

His swordsmanship, or rather the core will of his swordsmanship, has reached a near-peak state, with very little room for improvement.

However, the filler in the swordsmanship was too poor.

Dartmanley's characteristics have not been fully analyzed, and his value is only 500. Other aspects have not yet been fully utilized.

Therefore, this sword strike failed to kill the enemy.

Of course, if the target were the hidden saint, given the suddenness of his sword strike, he might have been able to seriously injure him.

However, such "what if" is meaningless.

"No, it's because I'm not strong enough," Vislav said, as the concentrated spiritual energy around him began to fluctuate.

Nemus's Flying Bird Sword has reached the point where the sword reflects the heart, and at that instant, Nemus transmits a message.

"I couldn't help but feel a little emotional when I heard that this place was just a thing of the past."

Vislav's mental fluctuations were not due to his own falsehood; what concerned him was that if this event was history, then it meant that the God of Discipline had been defeated.

If the God of Discipline wins, then it is absolutely impossible for the opposing faction to have someone like Nemus who knows historical information.

This can only mean that in this current historical period, under the strong interference of the abyss, this is a power that only the victor possesses.

His path to sainthood lies in the God of discipline, in the way of discipline, in being God's spokesperson, and in achieving victory for God.

However, he was ultimately just a saint, not a fixed spirit.

He can continue to fight with unwavering conviction even after knowing that he is a fake.

It is possible to fight for a meaningless future even knowing that failure is inevitable.

However, it's impossible to remain completely unaffected by emotions.

This slight fluctuation ultimately gave the enemy an opportunity.

Numerous black rays shot through the sky.

If prayer angels are merely nodes, then saints are the hubs among these nodes.

The state of a saint is extremely important.

Nemus's swordsmanship was indeed not strong enough to break through his mental defenses.

However, the information contained within his swordsmanship shook his resolve.

This wavering gave the Demon Prince an opportunity to launch an attack.

This further diminished the advantage of the Discipline God's faction, putting them at a complete disadvantage.

“Even so, I will still fight for God!” Vislav said earnestly, and then the light around him quickly condensed, and his whole body transformed into light at that moment.

Nemus was focused and ready, gripping the Flying Bird Sword.

However, he did not focus all his attention on the current situation.

Just as the Demon Prince launched his all-out attack, the artificial soul that Nemus had previously been lurking in the Angel Pool merged with the energy within the Angel Pool and leaped out of the Angel Pool like a fish, entering the area behind it.

Nemus shifted his perspective to look at this area.

We need to figure out what exactly happened that allowed the God of Discipline to suddenly gain such a huge advantage in the abyss.

Then Nemus saw a familiar prayer angel, bound within a magic circle.

A special soul is exerting an unprecedented influence within it.