Devil's Bible

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And this light dissipated at its brightest moment.

When it reappeared, the blade was already aimed at Nemus's head.

The sword was imbued with various changing auras, and the gold color transformed into tiny sacred characters, which were engraved on it.

Nemus could not replicate the single-finger flicking sword move he had made before; he could only open his mouth slightly and exhale.

This breath transformed into a sword of energy, colliding with the Holy Son's sword energy and pushing away the direction of his thrust.

Before Nemus could continue to condense the energy sword, the Ether Angel had already supported himself with both hands, and the surrounding elements quickly underwent some kind of change.

Nemus wanted to use this to condense a Qi sword or other elemental sword again, but he could not do so in the short term.

Then a black light flashed.

A black entity covered in scales appeared behind Nemus.

It was Zuowen.

After his entire body was shredded into powder by the Devouring Whale's sword, he further merged with the Multiplying Demon, and demonic features began to appear on his body.

Even if it would cause him to suffer greatly from demons afterward, he didn't care.

He must defeat Nemes, for himself, for his family, and for his father!

His two hands, with their jet-black fingernails resembling longswords, slashed directly at Nemus.

Nemus couldn't dodge in time, and several bloody marks appeared on his body. The overflowing blood dripped and floated in mid-air, and the blood color instantly turned into sword energy.

Watching his enemies grow and evolve rapidly, Nemus also sensed that his mental power was changing rapidly.

Chapter 273 Swordsmanship, accomplished! (Thanks to the amazing Zhu Feng for beating up the pigeon!)

"It seems the numbers aren't enough!" Nemus's stats increased to 300, but he ended up getting injured instead.

This is partly because his enemies are also growing stronger; both the Holy Son and Zovin have seen their strength increase exponentially.

The Holy Son possesses this potential from the start, while Zovin is a product of accumulated historical souls, having completely abandoned the future. In fact, given his method of unleashing his power, he might have even abandoned the present. Once the historical soul leaves his body, he might not be far from sudden death.

In this situation, Nemus's stats improved, but his strongest swordsmanship remained restricted.

"The key is still that Aether Angel." Nemus looked at the strange Aether Angel, which, together with the Air Angel, had completely restricted Nemus's skills.

Unable to use his aura or manipulate external elements with his swordsmanship, Nemus was at this moment just an ordinary swordsmanship master.

In terms of skills, they don't have much of an advantage over others, so naturally they can't achieve much.

"Nemus!" Rhine's calm, emotionless voice rang out: "Deformed Chaos Demon, I judge you in the name of the angels!"

As he spoke, Rhine raised his flaming longsword. The original orange-red flames were now mixed with a hint of gold and white, similar to the holy fire that Isabella often used, but with a stronger sense of holiness.

This is another powerful aspect of the angel's characteristic—its exceptionally strong divine nature, which can amplify the impact of attacks and judgments against evil.

At this moment, Nemus had completed the fusion of his two identities through the "Self-Agreement and Bilateral Agreement," and his entire body was filled with a strong demonic aura.

At this moment, they are naturally being targeted by the Rhine Divinity.

As Nemus gazed at the longsword burning with platinum flames, a sense of dread washed over him, as if his body would be incinerated if he were struck.

However, at the same time, Nems also sensed some subtle changes.

Before Nemus could even get a chance to fully perceive it, the Holy Son launched an attack first.

He unleashed the Polar Star Sword Technique, slightly disrupting the spatial changes, and then Zovin, whose body now displayed demonic features, immediately followed up and completed the coordination.

In an instant, everything around Nemus changed.

Countless black longswords, or longswords inscribed with golden sacred characters, were shooting out.

Sword after sword, completely sealing off Nemus's space of movement and restricting his actions.

Then the space in front of them changed slightly, and the platinum-colored flaming longsword emerged from the space.

The spatial manipulation created by the Holy Son and Zovin is sufficient for outsiders to use and launch attacks.

All their space was sealed off, and even their swordsmanship was sealed by the etheric angel.

A score of 300 is not enough to dominate the overall situation at this moment.

The only way now seems to be to disregard the cooperation of the Holy Son and Zovin and force our way out of their blockade.

Although this would leave some scars on him and Zovin, it would be better than having his body destroyed by Rhine's sword.

However, the most taboo thing in battle is to be seriously injured. Once injured, one cannot maintain their condition and will be subjected to a series of attacks, like a dull knife cutting flesh, gradually losing the ability to resist.

The next moment, Nemus even sensed a special power emanating from Rhine. The bloodline of the Nidon family instantly locked onto Nemus, and its intensity was even greater than that of the Nidon family's Sword of Decision. Naturally, the power of its decision was also stronger.

At this moment, Nems had no way to escape, and Rhine's sword was bound to hit.

Skills and traits are locked down, while the enemy's skills and traits are fully combined. With a stat total of 300, they are not a Gold-tier character and have not yet achieved absolute dominance over them.

"We won!" The thought flashed through Isabella's mind.

Whether Nemus is that genius paladin, the demon of the abyss, or the great knight of Tailwind Town, he is still a figure of great significance.

Anyone who challenges the order of the church will ultimately be killed.

"Goodbye, Nems... no!"

A sword of energy appeared in Nemus's hand, and like a gazelle leaping from its horn, it pierced out without leaving a trace, finally landing on a spot on the blade of Rhine's flaming longsword.

For the first time, Rhine, who had been expressionless, showed surprise and shock on his face.

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the etheric angel beside him.

It was discovered that the Ether Angels did not disappear due to the expiration date.

Before he could investigate, the flaming longsword in Rhine's hand exploded instantly.

The surging holy flames spread outwards, and coincidentally, the main direction of those flames was towards the area where Zovin was now located.

Previously, Zovin manipulated space to create a spatial passage for Rhine, which could very well become the cause of his death.

The world stood still for a moment.

Isabella has entered into an independent time.

Her gaze lingered on the final scene, as the sacred flames were about to rush towards Zovin's location.

Given the extent of Zovin's current demonization, he would likely be killed instantly if hit by such a highly sacred flame.

His spatial teleportation ability is unlikely to be available again anytime soon.

Without time to ponder why the situation had taken such a sharp turn for the worse, Isabella quickly composed herself and accelerated her own time within her own timeframe to prepare.

As the time acceleration ends, Isabella returns to the main timeline.

Then, the surging spiritual energy spread and pierced into those sacred flames almost instantly.

Spell hijacking!

Although they were just some out-of-control flames, they were the most difficult spell that Isabella had ever hijacked.

Its divine attributes are too strong, so strong that the pressure it exerts on mental power is terrifying.

Isabella felt all her mental energy burning.

Every second you hold on is a challenge to your own will.

Fortunately, Zovin reacted quickly, regained control of the space, changed his swordsmanship, and teleported away from his original spot.

Nemus's sword changed slightly, and with a downward swing, all the approaching holy flames dispersed, leaving Nemus standing alone on a pillar of earth.

The area surrounding it, roughly the size of a football field, except for the pillar at Naim's feet, had been completely swallowed up by the previous World-Devouring Whale.

Sword of Fortune - Magpie Tail!

The original secret sword was completely sublimated in Nemus's hands. After losing control of the external elements and the aura, Nemus finally grasped the key to luck and completed the Sword of Luck, which ordinary people could wield even if they could not perceive luck.

A swordsmanship technique sufficient for universal application has been completed.

At this moment, Nemus could call himself a sword saint, and no one could refute it.

Chapter 274 It was you, Nemus, who helped me ascend to the golden throne!

Did Naim observe motion before it existed?

That's not the case; fortune has always existed.

According to the maxims of destiny, destiny is the first thing to be born.

Mobility is the foundation of the world's operation.

The essence of luck is the weight between the connections of all things. Once this weight accumulates to a certain degree, the two will tend to interact.

Therefore, luck is not a material thing, but an essential rule.

Once you understand this, you won't find the elements that were disrupted by the etheric angels confusing anymore.

Because no matter how disordered the elements are, the underlying dynamics remain unchanged.

By comparing this kind of movement with the normal movement of elements, we can find that there are patterns in the changes of movement.

Nemus had already made a preliminary summary of these patterns, and thus his legendary swordsmanship—the Sword of Fortune—was completed.

By leveraging this unique set of rules and weights, it exercises its power and mobilizes the changes in elements.

Even if the elements are in chaos, luck can reconnect them and keep them under control.

Because this is the interaction between the individual and all things around them.

"Therefore, the first step for ordinary people to cultivate the Sword of Destiny is to understand themselves, and only after that can they slowly begin to touch the Sword of Destiny."

"Of course, this can be improved later."

Nemus slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Rhine.

"Use whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve, or you'll all be dead." Once the Ether Angel can't stop Nemus's swordsmanship, the power unleashed by the amplification of his terrifying swordsmanship will be exceptionally terrifying.

The empty space around it is proof of that.

This was even after Nemus was restrained by both the air angels and the etheric angels.

Otherwise, the destruction caused by that sword that devoured the world whale would have been even more terrifying.

At this moment, a sense of despair rose in Zuowen's heart.

Nemus is too strong. Besides being a numerical monster, he is also a skill monster. Although his traits cannot compare with theirs, they are not weak either.

This kind of monster is beyond the capabilities of the Iron-type, and even ordinary Gold-type monsters might not be able to handle it.

How can they win now? Or is it even possible for them to win?

Isabella, on the other side, was also pondering this question.

The difference is that she did not despair.

She was carefully considering the possibility of winning.

First, they need to figure out what the power of Nemus's swordsmanship is. Previously, Zovin had only conveyed Lillian's words, saying that this power is somewhat similar to a kind of destiny ability. If they can figure it out, they might be able to come up with a way to break it.

Secondly, there is Isabella herself. Her stats are insignificant compared to these people. Although she is constantly improving at a very fast pace, she is currently only at fifty. Her strength lies in her special abilities and spellcasting skills.

If her ability could be taken a step further, allowing her to pause or rewind her own time in independent time, then she could use this ability to further enhance her spellcasting skills several times over.

Perhaps by combining her magic with Rhine's, she could create a spell that could truly restrain Nemus.

Indeed, Isabella now understood that the key to defeating Nemes lay in restricting him.

"If magic doesn't work, then it seems I only have one option left." A resolute glint flashed in Isabella's eyes.

However, Rhein didn't have much to worry about at the moment.

Even though the situation was not good, he remained very confident.

"It is you, Nemus, who has helped me ascend to the Golden Throne!" Rhine's aura was rapidly changing, his mental energy was fluctuating rapidly, and golden light was surging from his entire body.

In the past, the Floating World Society dug a well in a nobleman's manor in the suburbs to refine the golden elixir using the flesh and blood of a floating whale.

Afterwards, the manor was sealed off, and Nemes even guided Isabella to investigate the problem there.

But then a series of events occurred: Rhine's abdication, the election for bishop, and Nemes' gradual exposure.

Therefore, the true nature of what that manor was doing has never been found out.