Devil's Bible

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He usually performs quite well, but when it comes to the crucial moment that determines his fate, he will instinctively or even deliberately mess everything up.

For him, only when he is ostracized, suppressed, looked down upon, and his life is a mess with countless obstacles can he feel at ease.

Strictly speaking, both Agnelli and Emerald suffer from severe mental illnesses.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as mental illness exempting one from punishment in this world today.

Nems' words gradually dissected their hearts, and although his words were not heavy, they steadily reached the area.

At least everyone could hear what Nemus was saying.

This psychological state being exposed to everyone made them feel uncomfortable.

Especially Aimeru, who had been maintaining her past disguise, still harbored the idea that she could win the favor of the Holy Son and become one of his followers.

Therefore, her gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction where the Holy Son was.

There, Red-Eyed Three attacked the other party, while the Holy Son seemed to be focused on dealing with the attacks from the other party and Golden Saint, and did not hear those messages.

But Aimelu's rational mind told her that it was impossible for her not to have heard it. Besides, even if she really hadn't heard it, so many people present knew about it, and the matter couldn't be hidden...

“No, or rather, there was no way to hide this from the beginning.” Aimelu had a calm feeling that transcended her mindset at this moment.

"No one from the Blue Whale will cover for me. From the moment I was exposed, I was already a pawn."

With Aimelu's mindset, she should have figured this out long ago; she just hadn't been willing to admit it before.

The strange looks from those around her stung her.

This state, known as social death, drove her to madness.

The madness within me was building up little by little.

She looked at Nems, at the tree she had once thought was a great tree, and now it seemed she had misjudged it.

The other party is not just a big tree, but a ladder to the sky. My vine, disguised as a flower, has now become a roadside weed.

If he had not betrayed Nemus and his true purpose had not been exposed, then as Nemus weathered the difficult period, he would have become the youngest of the Golden Seeds, and then, according to his own plan, gradually developed his own faction.

With his current talent to develop the Sword of Fortune and become a Sword Saint, he is absolutely capable of becoming a great figure in the church.

However, for some things, if you miss that crucial moment, the outcome may be completely different.

As Nemus's strength and vision grow, he may not necessarily make such reckless reforms.

Perhaps by this time, she was already the 'Golden Lady' that everyone envied.

However, this beautiful idea was shattered in the next moment.

"Unworthy!" These two words seemed to be imprinted on her forehead.

She aspires to high positions and a better life, but instinctively believes she is unworthy and incapable of achieving them.

At some point, Aimee woke up to find traces of war everywhere around her.

In the distance, Nemes is dead, Agnelli is dead, and everyone who had just heard those words is dead.

The Holy Son survived. He wiped the blood from his face and helped her up.

"Let's go, Emerald."

Sensing the Holy Son's close proximity, Amélu pressed her body against him. The two, having cuddled together after the battle, grew closer.

Subsequently, the Holy Son became the Grand Master of Azure Whale City, a legendary species, and she saw the ring he had prepared; he was about to propose to her.

The sun shone exceptionally bright that day. As she watched the Holy Son approach, she knew that she was about to become the Holy Son's wife.

From then on, she no longer needed to travel around, and her status would change from commoner to noblewoman.

She can have any resources she wants.

In Azure Whale City, she became a queen-like figure.

However, at that moment, she saw those people from Hailan Whale City.

They surrounded the Holy Child, pointing at her as if saying something.

At that moment, she suddenly lost her hearing, and all she could hear was tinnitus.

She vaguely heard only the last two words—unworthy!

Despair overwhelmed all her possibilities.

The suffocating feeling gradually made it impossible for her to breathe.

Chapter 348 Unworthy Weakness

When Aimee woke up, she discovered that she had been excommunicated by the church.

Furthermore, due to excessive emotional excitement, his mental strength collapsed and was damaged, making it virtually impossible for him to cast spells.

Everyone in Qiquan City knew her reputation, so she had no choice but to run away, fleeing to a wheat field farm in the Zhongping Town area.

It was at this time that she met a kind and honest man.

He didn't mind her past, took her in, and gave her a new beginning.

He grows whalebone wheat; he is not physically strong, but he is able to support his family.

He was clumsy with words and not good at sweet talk, but he was always there to stand up for her when she needed him.

Everything here is so ordinary.

She's so ordinary that she'd wake up in a fright from nightmares.

She had escaped from here; they were a penniless farming family.

Therefore, she was extremely afraid to return to places like farms, because a voice inside her was telling her that she was only fit to live there.

She was just a dirty commoner, destined to be forever in contact with the soil.

Tender white fingers can become rough from hard work, fair skin can become dark and dry from prolonged sun exposure, and the face can become swollen and sallow due to various livelihood problems.

Unwilling to accept this future, she disguised herself at a young age and bewitched the merchant's son, who secretly hid her in the caravan and went to the big city with her, thus beginning her journey.

She told a lot of lies just to avoid admitting that she came from such a small farm.

She could be the daughter of a merchant, or the daughter of a commoner, but she could never be the daughter of a farmer or tenant farmer.

But everything in the city terrified her.

Now, Aimelu can only enjoy a moment of peace when she returns to the farm.

She didn't know when it started, but watching that man work day and night, Aimee examined her own inner problems. She tried to escape the farm, but at the same time, she felt that she couldn't escape the farm.

As a result, the farm was naturally portrayed negatively.

Now she has gradually accepted all of this, and becoming a peasant woman doesn't seem so bad.

At least now she feels at peace, no longer feeling fear and unease about whether she is worthy or not.

But things soon changed.

Unable to endure the daily toil and wanting to resolve her mental health issues, she secretly sought an opportunity to visit the city.

This exposed her whereabouts, and some of Nems' followers came to her door, wanting to sacrifice her. The man who had been taking care of her rushed forward to stop them but was killed on the spot.

She really didn't expect that nothing would spare her.

In despair, she asked those people why they couldn't let her live even though she had returned to the farm and become a peasant woman.

Those who wanted to sacrifice her simply pinched her face and whispered, "Unworthy!"

As she was sacrificed, Aimee once again felt the suffocating feeling of despair.

I curse you!

"I curse you to never experience peace again!"

"I curse you to never get what you want!"

"I curse you to suffocate to death, bit by bit, in a desperate situation!"

"I will become a demon in the abyss, and then hate and curse you for all eternity!"

She felt her soul drifting away, filled with despair, hatred, and distortion.

The direction of the abyss was so clear.

A glimmer of hope flashed through her mind.

If Nemus was able to rise as a different kind of demon in the abyss, then she certainly can too.

However, this hope was immediately crushed by a hand.

The feeling of suffocation hadn't subsided.

All the illusions around her vanished, and Aimelu saw the surrounding scenery.

Still in the eastern suburbs of Qiquan City, everything she saw after falling into a coma was a hallucination, a dream.

Standing behind Nems, Fahrenheit gave an embarrassed smile.

The so-called feeling of suffocation was her current state; she was being lifted up by Naim's hand around her neck.

All the curses she uttered, and her connection to the abyss, were not false.

But it seems she will never be able to go to the abyss.

Behind her, Agnelli let out a frenzied roar.

It seems that they have also fallen into some kind of dream or hallucination.

He roared and charged at Nemus, then thrust his sword forward with a sudden, powerful thrust.

It pierced into Aimelu's body.

Feeling excruciating pain in her body, Aimelu was too weak to struggle.

She struggled to reach out and grab Nemus's arm, muttering something under her breath.

However, Nemus released his grip at that moment, and Amélu's body fell. The sword behind her moved and almost split her back open, splattering blood all over Agnelli.

At this moment, Agnelli, who had been going mad, also regained his senses.

He looked at himself covered in red, the pungent smell of blood making him feel nauseous.

What disgusted him even more was his own life.

There were clearly better options, so why did things turn out this way?

"Are you satisfied now, Nemus?" Looking at the dead Emerald, Aneri's body went limp, and he dropped his sword. He knelt before Emerald's corpse, and also before Nemus.

"The mental torture you have inflicted on us has completely broken us down."

"I don't know if I'm crazy or not."

"But I just want to ask you, do you really feel happy to torture your former teammates like this?"

"Will you be satisfied after we die? Or will you feel empty?!"

Agnelli stared intently at Nemus, but there was no light in his pupils. Although he was still alive, his spirit was almost dead.

"You're the one who turned us into this, Nemus, it's you!"

“Without you, we wouldn’t have been involved in these things, and perhaps we would have had a different life…” Agnelli couldn’t help but recall that afternoon.

That day he met the seemingly brave Emerald, and also the radiant Nemus who pierced his life.

He thought more than once that if it weren't for Nems, and only he and Emerald met, the story might have been even more beautiful.

"Are you done?" Nemus's face remained completely expressionless, showing not a trace of the emptiness and regret that Agnelli had hoped to see at the end.

"Now I will answer you."

"After successfully taking revenge, there is absolutely no emptiness; it is merely the satisfaction of achieving one's goal."

"I have never regretted saving Aimelu from being kidnapped that day, or you who wanted to stand up for yourself but were bullied."

"Therefore, I will not regret making you pay the price now!"

"Everything is your own choice, and everything is also my own choice."

"Even until the very end of your life, you will still be unable to take responsibility for your choices."

"Yet they look down on me for taking on all the choices and for persevering on."