Devil's Bible

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Throughout history, whether it was due to ignorance or ambition that people began practicing both physical and magical cultivation, there has only been one result—their potential is depleted, and they are stuck at a certain stage, unable to improve any further.

When Nemus first met the white-tailed fox, he already understood this point: in essence, the number is finite.

The ability to mobilize numbers has already combined with the aura of life, and when combined with the aura of spirit, it is no longer pollution, but rather occupation.

Furthermore, the occupancy is highly interfering with each other.

Therefore, many practitioners who cultivate both body and spirit only reach a value of five or six points at their peak.

Even after using a Steel-type advancement resource, the White-tailed Fox only managed to raise its stats to eight or nine points.

If it weren't for the Golden Medicine, she would never have been able to advance to the Steel Seed level in her entire life.

However, Nemes did this not because he was overconfident after obtaining historical data.

Instead, he suddenly discovered that this body originally had no soul.

Its own soul, the Holy Son Nem, is dead.

After Nemus's demonic body took over, a new soul emerged as the body grew.

This new soul is a perfect match for this body.

However, it is also related to Nemus's demonic form.

Nemus then discovered that by possessing this soulless body, he was driving the birth of its soul and transforming the body into a 'mutant'.

In other words, the maximum value of the steel element in the Holy Son's body is two hundred, not one hundred.

Of course, because the soul and body are still integrated, although the problem of the numerical value of the Dharma body has been solved, the problem of the two kinds of spiritual light interfering with each other has not yet been solved.

This is why Nems chose repentance as the new commandment.

"I hope I can complete the initial meditation technique before I'm transferred to Qiquan City," Nemus thought to himself as he walked out of the Confessions Department, where he saw a clergyman appear not far away.

“I hope you can change your name,” the man said bluntly as he approached Nemus.

Nems knew him.

“Mocania, as I said, my name is different from that person’s,” Nemus explained with a smile.

The person in front of you is Mocania from the referee team.

Isabella saved his life back then, and although the artificial demon named Little Bee was sealed inside his body, he was depressed for a long time because of it.

But Isabella comforted him, and the old man from the tribunal taught him everything he had learned in his life.

They were all his benefactors, yet they all died in a battle.

Ironically, the survivor chose a name similar to that of the murderer.

“Anyway, I will kill Nemus to avenge the old man and Ms. Isabella,” Mocania said, then turned and left.

Watching Mocania walk away, Nems stood there and smiled helplessly.

But his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because right after Mocania finished speaking, Nemus felt some unseen power descend upon him.

Nemus slightly turned his head to look at the other side of the church, where the huge statue of the God of Commandments remained unchanged.

Just like before, when Nemus was guided by the fate of the God of Discipline and bumped into the old priest.

Although the God of Discipline's state is unknown, some mysterious destiny is still driving the clash between Nemus and the God of Discipline.

The same is true now; Mocania was favored by the power of fate influenced by the God of Discipline because she made statements that contradicted Nemus.

"I estimate that his fortunes will improve dramatically in the future." Nemus had no intention of killing him to silence him.

It wasn't that Nems was really carefree, but rather that it was meaningless.

The source of that driving force of destiny lies with the God of Discipline, not with Mocania.

Even if you kill one Mocania, there will definitely be another person who will be favored.

Violent killing and destruction cannot diminish one's destiny.

On the contrary, frequent interference with fate may actually convey a clear message.

The God of Discipline was already in poor condition and might not have been able to truly sense Nemus's presence, but Nemus's frequent reminders meant that was another matter.

“The best approach would be to guide Mocania to make the wrong choices when he has grown to a certain level.” Nemus himself has a deep understanding of this.

On the other side, on a remote island in Pupil Lake, the now infamous fictional demon Nemus touched his left earlobe. Of the three moles that originally adorned it, one had now faded.

"Things shouldn't happen more than three times, right?" Nemes chuckled, then heard Angel A, who was flying down from the sky not far away, complaining.

"Boss, I don't want to patrol the heavens anymore. I feel like I'm not a platinum-colored angel anymore, but a black one..."

"Stop telling hellish jokes," Nemus interrupted Angel A's complaint.

“I am certain that there are saints in the church who are using methods such as prophecy to perceive our location.”

“Your characteristics are key.” Nemus’s command forced Angel A to take to the skies once more.

This time, however, his head was lowered, his tongue was sticking out, and the single wing behind him flapped weakly.

More like a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll symbolizing good weather) than an angel.

After driving away Angel A, Nemus arrived at the other side of the island, where there were numerous magic circles and seals surrounding him.

Within that, little demons were obediently holding something in their arms, nurturing it with their demonic aura.

The accumulation of souls produced in the Little Devil Park is the key, but these low-end extraordinary materials should not be overlooked.

Before they could build a complete trading channel, they were relatively lacking in resources.

Fortunately, Tonghu is rich in resources. Although the commercial atmosphere is not as good as Baiwei Town, there are still many unconventional ways to do business.

It will develop very quickly.

Chapter 295 Transfer Order and Traitor (Bonus Chapter 3/10)

About four months later.

That is, one year and two months after Nemus crawled out of the abyss.

The signs of spring are already in the air.

Although the blue-eyed whale only gave birth to one last year, it is still actively responding to the call this year and preparing to mate with other gliding whales.

This is unavoidable; while the theoretical lifespan of a phobic whale is very long, most of them do not reach that theoretical lifespan.

Furthermore, their offspring have an alarmingly high mortality rate.

However, this means that Baiwei Town will have almost a month to communicate with the people on the back of another floating whale.

And given the tendency of gliding whales to prefer novelty, it's highly likely that it won't choose the previous one again, but will instead seek out a gliding whale with a fresh scent.

"This month, prepare to contact other orthodox churches, and at the same time, be careful to eliminate those who try to smuggle themselves in through various channels," Roman assigned the tasks.

Sepperison took the relevant documents, nodded, and left.

Watching the other person leave, Roman couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

Being a bishop is no easy task.

The key issue is strength; Roman is still too weak.

Then there was a knock on his door.

"Please come in." Roman immediately adjusted his posture and expression, and smiled as he looked at Nemes as he entered.

If the great knight Sepperison, whose strength far surpasses his own, has put a lot of pressure on him.

So this person right now is like a sun about to crush him.

He felt more and more pressure every second the other person remained in his presence.

The Confessions Department is essentially a retirement department, and in recent months, there have been many people wanting to transfer there.

Some of them weren't even clergy from Baiwei Town, but rather 'upper-class' from Qiquan City.

As someone with that power, he constantly faces threats and temptations from all sides.

Some people even stated outright that as long as they were transferred to the Department of Repentance, they would be guaranteed to be transferred to a position in Qiquan City.

The problem is, Roman doesn't dare.

Killieman had previously given a firm order regarding this matter.

Even more terrifying is that recently, an unknown cult member seized an opportunity to attack Nems.

This terrified Roman, who feared another battle of that scale.

Rhine, who was promoted to Gold Saint, is dead.

He was unexpectedly spared from involvement back then, but now that he's a bishop, how can he possibly escape?

Fortunately, that attack seemed to be just some kind of test.

The matter was then dropped.

And now, it's all over.

The transfer order for Naims finally came down.

Nemes took the secret letter that had been kept hidden and which even Roman did not have permission to view.

Only after dissecting it did we realize what reasons the church had used to mobilize us this time.

First, some members of the Fictional Agreement were discovered in Airspring City, and it is highly likely that the Fictional Demon came to Airspring City.

Secondly, some special monsters that may be related to the Saint have appeared around Qiquan City, and demonic incidents are occurring frequently, which are suspected to still be related to the Saint Child Project from back then.

Finally, people from Hailan Whale City arrived.

Upon seeing the last message, Nemus raised an eyebrow slightly, and his keen senses immediately told him that someone was approaching from not far away.

Sure enough, several people soon came into Nemus's view.

The leader was a man with long blond hair.

He was accompanied by a short-haired female priest and a person wearing full armor.

Nems's gaze swept over them briefly, without lingering for long.

"Hi!!" The short-haired female priest was the first to greet Nemus, with a sweet smile on her face, and she hopped over in a few quick steps.

With a quick step, I stood still, leaning slightly forward, and a faint fragrance wafted over.

Then he spoke to Nems quite naturally.

"You must be Nemus! I'm so glad to finally meet you in person!"

"My name is Aimeru, and I'm from the Discipline Church in Hailan Whale City." She was warm, generous, and outgoing.

This is a woman who can leave a bright and good impression on people after just one meeting.

The blond man, on the other hand, appeared much more mature and composed.

"Sea Blue Whale City—Agnelli." The man introduced himself first, then gestured slightly towards the person next to him who was wearing full armor.

"This is Moritorus. He is not in a position to speak easily, please forgive him."

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Nemus.” A complex expression appeared on Agnelli’s face when he spoke of Nemus.

This was the first time Nemus had met them in this identity. His complex feelings were not because of this body, but because of the name and the person that name represented.

"Hello," Nems said calmly, though a subtle hint of displeasure flickered across his face.

This confirmed Agnelli's intelligence, who was secretly observing Nemus. The information was correct: the Holy Son Nemus possessed a keen ability to perceive emotions, and he did not particularly like complicated people.

Agnelli quickly said, "I'm sorry, my emotions weren't directed at you, but at the fictional demon."

After a slight pause, Agnelli said seriously, "We used to be teammates with him."

"We don't know why he became like this, or why he's so crazy."

"We came here this time to deal with this matter."

"But don't worry, although we have a relationship with him, but..."

“There’s no need to repeat these lies.” Nemus interrupted Agnelli, making Agnelli’s expression turn somewhat awkward.

Meanwhile, the previously lively Emerald seemed to have quieted down. Upon hearing Nemus's words, she looked at Agnelli with some surprise.