Devil's Bible

Chapter 160 Sacrifice Does Not Always Guarantee Results

“The position has shifted slightly…” Phos noticed this as soon as he landed.

This is actually a normal situation.

Spatial teleportation is not a normal function in itself.

Becky herself didn't have the ability to create a stable space teleportation device.

This so-called spatial teleportation is essentially a form of spatial 'compression'.

The originally expanded interior space of the clock tower will return to its normal size as it collapses, thus 'compressing' the center of the clock tower.

During this compression process, living beings are ejected by space, resulting in a teleportation phenomenon.

Becky was originally unable to accomplish this alchemical miracle of stable 'squeezing' phenomenon, but Nemes' help made it possible.

As a demon, Nemus already had some understanding of summoning abilities.

In addition, Op, who was also a wizard specializing in summoning, was not difficult to control spatial changes.

That's how this thing came about.

This also allows Nemes to explore another skill he needs to master—moving on the backs of different whales.

Currently, most people who want to reach other whale backs can only do so through the once or twice-yearly floating whale mating season.

Furthermore, this movement is not fixed; a whale that wants to reach its target's back may need to travel back and forth for more than ten or even several decades to actually reach its destination.

This is why most religious groups never really take off.

Their power can only ever be confined to the back of a whale, and their development will inevitably be limited.

However, the churches of true gods are able to rely on long-distance spatial teleportation to achieve stable spatial teleportation and thus transport personnel.

Under the grid, even at relatively long distances, communication can be completed quickly, and spatial teleportation can be carried out immediately when needed.

The arrival of digital gold will surely be able to suppress all problems.

Therefore, exploring and perfecting spatial teleportation capabilities is something he must do.

Otherwise, even if one completely occupies a whale's back, it would be difficult to reliably complete one's plan to steal the number of gods.

Phos slowly moved his body, and several wounds appeared, all caused by the compression of space.

After all, it's not a perfect capability. Although Nemes and Becky have completed the theoretical foundation, no one can predict what will happen during the actual implementation process.

"It appears that the experiment has been basically successful."

“But it’s still not enough.” Nemus’s gaze followed, observing Phos’s condition.

Phos has only been teleported from the edge of the southern district to the suburbs, and his fully protected body is already unable to withstand it.

If the target is a different whale back, then the body of the golden species might have a hard time withstanding the teleportation.
With a slight shift in perspective, Al, who had followed Phos, was now in an even more miserable state.

He collapsed to one side, his body covered in bloody wounds.

If it weren't for the life force provided by his elven bloodline, he would probably have fainted from blood loss by now.

Even so, Al was already seriously injured and unable to move at all.

"Don't go! Phos!" But Al remained steadfast in his belief; he wanted to redeem Phos and prevent him from continuing down the wrong path.

Phos frowned upon hearing the faint call.

This tattered sack, which I couldn't shake off no matter what I did, caught up with me again, which was really inexplicably annoying.

"Phos, if killing me will make you repent and abandon your mistakes, then kill me!" Al stretched out his blood-stained hand and looked at Phos with blood-stained eyes.

He didn't understand why Phos hated him so much.

Everything was caused by Phos's own desires. He was not wrong!

However, he was willing to sacrifice himself if he could make Phos realize the truth.

Upon hearing Al's words and seeing his blood-covered appearance, Fass was stunned, and memories of the years he had spent with him involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

'sip!'

A bloody hole appeared, and a blood-stained steel ball emerged from the back of Al's head. Looking at Al's eyes, which were gradually losing their luster, Phos felt a sense of comfort all over his body.

I've been troubled by this for far too long.

Al seemed unable to understand human speech, indulging in his own self-pity and spouting words about sacrifice.

"Al, you are not important to me at all."

"We only spent a little over ten days together."

"You're just the enemy who almost indirectly caused my death."

“It was right for me to kill you, not that killing you meant I had to be brainwashed by your twisted beliefs.” Fas looked at Al, whose eyes were wide open, and spoke his true feelings.

At this moment, the dead Al could no longer refute Phos's words with his stubborn ideas and clumsy excuses.

Having killed the 'vengeful spirit' that had been haunting him, Phos looked around at the terrain, searching for his next escape route.

However, the next moment, Phos suddenly sensed danger.

He quickly mobilized the small steel balls, which worked together to form a force field for protection.

The protective barrier had barely formed when a tremendous force struck, shattering the force field instantly. He himself was thrown back by the impact, leaving a short furrow in the ground.

If it weren't for the Berserk Accessory Type IV, which combined the Berserk coverage of Type III and improved his physical attributes, plus the protection provided by the symbiotic black energy, he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a feat.

He would probably be torn to pieces by that impact in an instant.

"Who is it?" Phos pondered, suppressing his instinctive urge to stand up and run away.

That attack was too fast and too powerful; it was definitely not something an ordinary person could unleash. It must have been from someone made of steel.

Having made this judgment, Fass quickly changed his strategy; the steel balls on his body began to drill, creating a drilling force field.

Using the holes he had dug by mopping the ground, he quickly dug a large pit in the ground.

Phos did not rush to escape, but hid in the pit.

He is currently severely injured and in an abnormal state. He doesn't even know who his enemy is, where they are, or why they attacked him.

In this situation, running away would only be suicide.

“I didn’t realize when he arrived, but he may have observed my conversation with Al.”

"Therefore, given his abilities, he has the potential to save Al."

“Al has obvious church characteristics, and he didn’t do this, so he is very likely not a member of the church…” Phos made this judgment.

However, this judgment was quickly rejected.

“You’re wrong, Phos. The people who attacked you are from the Church.” Nemus’s voice rang in Phos’s ears, startling him.

"Al, though paranoid, held extreme good intentions and proclaimed himself a savior."

"But he has one advantage: he is not afraid of trouble."

"After learning about the church's financial problems from me, he went to investigate where the money of the Redemption Department was going."

(End of this chapter)