Devil's Bible

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Then Nemus thrust out his sword.

The blade transformed into a streak of light in an instant.

Then the radiant light seemed to vanish.

The sword appeared in front of Rhine in the next moment.

Sword of Fortune: Light-Eyed Falcon!

Both Zovin and the Holy Son had used the Polar Star Sword in front of him many times before.

As a contemporary sword saint, he could not abandon his own path to cultivate the Polar Star Sword, which contained the strong aura of others' paths.

However, Nemus is capable of absorbing some of the techniques and concepts from these moves and then developing his own style from them.

This was the closest the aura of death had ever come to Rhine.

The blade pierced through flesh, and after being deflected in space, it did not strike Rhine's head, but instead pierced his chest.

White's blood flowed out, running down the ice sword and landing on Rhine's wound.

Rhine's gaze froze for a moment, then his mental power erupted rapidly. The water angel and fire angel attacked Nemus simultaneously, forcing Nemus to abandon his attack.

Because of the spatial jump, White, whose body was slashed open by Nemus's sword, was almost split apart.

“I said I would save you!” White said, then his whole body slumped down, and Rhine instinctively picked him up.

Rhine's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to more than twenty years ago.

Before White ran away, he shouted to him that he would definitely come back to save him.

He named himself Byte because, as he said, Byte is a friend, not a doll or a pet.

He has the ability to jump between spaces, and the wall of fire cannot stop him. The reason he scolded Rhine for stopping him was because he wanted to protect Rhine's safety.

He wanted to escape, and with his spatial abilities, he had a good chance.

All the hatred he felt for Rhine was merely superficial; he was simply a person who had been wandering for too long.

Compared to White, Rhine suddenly felt that the human status he had obtained through Guilliman was too fake.

Looking at the dead White.

Rhine's eyes turned bloodshot as he stared at Nemus with bloodshot eyes.

For the first time, a murderous intent that came from within himself surged within him.

It's not because of a holy vow, not for the church, not for anything else.

And his heart was touched!

Beneath the surging killing intent, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the other side.

After the Holy Son took the Holy Elixir sent by Jacques, his blood seemed to be rapidly turning golden.

However, unlike Rhine, who had already taken the Saint's Elixir and absorbed it for a long time before finally achieving a perfect match and refining it through the Saint's Wish Ritual.

The Holy Son's refining process is much slower. Although he is naturally compatible, he still needs some time to truly digest it.

Nemus forced back the water and fire angels with several sword strikes and walked towards the Holy Son.

At that moment, Isabella stood before the Holy Son.

In the blink of an eye, Isabella was completely different from before.

A rich sense of time enveloped Isabella.

Her bloodline had also awakened, and some scales appeared on her face.

The future seen in the revelation seems to be repeating itself at this moment, and it is even a version of three overlapping futures.

Chapter 280 Let's be swallowed up by the torrent of time together! (Bonus chapter for 1000 monthly votes)

"Is it worth it?" Nems asked.

Isabella's bloodline is not so easy to awaken.

Unless you spend a lot of time letting it grow slowly.

If you look closely, you'll notice that Isabella's hair now has quite a few white strands.

Some wrinkles also appeared on her face.

She spent an unknown amount of time in this period of time, and throughout this time she used time acceleration to speed herself up.

In that solitary time, everything outside seemed to stand still.

She hastened her own decades of life in solitude, and under these circumstances, her bloodline finally awakened.

Her own numerical value has reached its limit, and at the same time, her independent time characteristic has also grown to its current limit in the process.

The price was that her independence period entered a cooling-off period of several decades, and her lifespan was also running out.

Isabella's appearance, her power, and her aura have all changed drastically.

But her gaze remained unchanged.

Even though her face was marked by the passage of time and bore the marks of years, her gaze remained resolute.

“Nemes, it may have been my mistake to let you get to where you are now, and I’m going to end that mistake.” Isabella’s voice became mature, even a little old.

Trapped in independent time for decades, Isabella has experienced frustration, madness, doubt, and even the urge to give up.

She recalled the past again and again, and then reaffirmed her beliefs time and time again.

Finally, there is Isabella now.

Calm yet passionate, gentle yet powerful, clear-headed yet resolute!

"So you've defined it wrong in this way?" Nemus didn't rush to make a move; he felt the three moles on his earlobe getting hot.

Now is a pivotal moment in our destiny.

Only by making the right choices can one receive a response from fate.

“I was once more righteous than you, and I wanted to change the world more than you did.”

"I believe my purpose in coming into this world is to change it."

"I did everything I could to change things, and I was proactive."

"However, all that awaited me was betrayal."

"Do you know what it feels like to be sacrificed, to be turned into a living prayer angel?"

Isabella looked directly into Nemus's eyes, and all she saw in them was disdain for the past.

At that moment, she also understood part of Nemes's ordeal.

I understand now why I was attracted to you.

"So, you were just acting out your past self, and I was already smitten." At this moment, Isabella's eyes also held a hint of regret.

If I had met Nemes sooner, much sooner, perhaps...

“Nemus, I don’t know if I’m right or wrong, but I know one thing for sure: you are hurting a lot of people.”

"Whether it's Jacques, those who have been persecuted by the fabricated agreement, or the villagers of Dorsal Fin Village."

“If you continue like this, you will only hurt more and more people.” Isabella stopped dwelling on the grand issue of justice and instead focused on her most basic emotions.

Nemes may have killed few people with his own hands, and most of the people he clashed with were also bad people.

However, it is undeniable that Nemus is secretly challenging the order and causing chaos, and many things will affect other innocent people.

Even Nemes couldn't refute this point.

He didn't need to argue; Naim simply accepted it all.

"What I'm pursuing now is simply the height of my own potential."

"I'm sorry, I have to make sure that flower blooms at the highest point."

"I will surely be greeted by that once-in-a-lifetime, perfect wave!"

Nems realized that Isabella's inner strength was not as strong as her eyes and outward appearance suggested.

Perhaps, if he continued to recount his story of being sacrificed to become a prayer angel, talking about the tedium of factional infighting, the betrayal of his former close companions, and showing Isabella his past pain and scars, perhaps Isabella would hesitate.

Then find some excuses to beautify yourself, the fabricated agreement, and various actions, and perhaps you can get Isabella's camp to become neutral.

But... it's not needed anymore!

Just as Nemes never believed he was wrong, he also never believed he was righteous.

Lies can exist, but they cannot be the primary means.

Isabella suddenly laughed. She looked at Nems and realized that she was wavering. The justice she had built on the church was already crumbling, and all she could hold onto was simple emotion.

It was Nems's firm choice that helped solidify her resolve.

Even if they take different paths and belong to different camps, at least for this moment, they have chosen to face what lies ahead together.

Even if this is a life-or-death struggle.

The surging spiritual power, comparable to that of the golden seed and even possessing a trace of time, was released in that instant.

"My abilities are insufficient to kill you, but trapping you is no problem."

"Nemus! Let's be swallowed up by the torrent of time together!" Isabella's voice was soft, but the words were incredibly heavy.

Just as Nemus was able to observe luck from the characteristic of strong luck, and then develop the Sword of Luck.

Isabella observed time within the unique characteristic of independent time and developed magic unique to her.

Time-based spell: Time Vortex!

The turbulent flow of time formed a vortex, drawing Nemus and Isabella into it.

Nemes thrust his sword into Isabella's head.

A spot of crimson appeared between her eyebrows. Instantly, Isabella's eyes dimmed, and her body collapsed; she was dead.

Nemus ignored Isabella's corpse, walked forward, and pointed his sword at the Holy Son.

The next moment, Nemus returned to the starting point.

Standing opposite him was Isabella, who had been 'brought back to life'.

However, looking at the Holy Son and Rhine around him, Nemus was basically certain that it was not a time loop reversal.

But what's worse is that time resets only involve himself and Isabella.

"Does time regress for a one-way individual?" Nems roughly understood the situation.

Within this vortex of time, one will spin round and round until finally sinking to the bottom.

Both the Holy Son and Rhine were outside the vortex, so they were not affected by the rotating time.

This means that the worst-case scenario has occurred.

That is, it is difficult for me to kill individuals outside the time vortex, since I will be 'spinned' back to the origin every once in a while.

However, because outsiders are no longer affected by time, the harm they cause to oneself remains real and effective.

My actions and my very existence were all restricted.

Within these limitations, one's own tolerance for error is reduced to the bare minimum.

What's worse is that the Holy Son's entire body started to glow with golden light. This is not an advancement to the Gold Realm, but rather the transformation into a Saint!

Chapter 281 Death

"Because Angel A is 'unconventional', Angel A was not included in the future calculation."

"Therefore, the appearance of Angel A shattered the future that the Holy Wish would definitely succeed."

"In order for that kind of future to occur, the three possible failures I encountered overlapped to some extent."

"Rhine has successfully reached the Gold level, Isabella's bloodline has awakened, and she stands on the opposite side of me, becoming a Saintly Child!"

Standing amidst the tides of time, feeling the massive waves that threatened to engulf him, Nemus smiled with excitement.

Although it wasn't what he had been most looking forward to, the aura of death still made his whole body come alive.