Devil's Bible

Chapter 231 Strong Luck
Nemes stood up, did not answer Isabella, and simply walked towards the solitary confinement cell.

He went ahead, with Isabella and Roman following behind him, also leaving to provide support. Just as they came out, they stood a short distance behind him, one on his left and one on his right, like two lackeys.

Not far away, there was a large number of members of the adjudication team.

"Great Knight, you've come at the right time. A large-scale battle is taking place in the prison. We would appreciate it if you could..." Just then, the captain of the fifth squad appeared.

Team Five is the action team. In daily life, if something happens in Baiwei Town, Team Five needs to be dispatched to cooperate with the missionary department to bring the person back.

They are also responsible for the transportation of resources and prisoners.

However, faced with the request from the fifth team captain, Nemus could only shake his head, indicating that he was unable to help, as communication with these subordinates was restricted under the restraining order.

Speaking carelessly could be interpreted as colluding with subordinates, leading to the issuance of orders and so on.

Seeing this, Roman had no choice but to produce the restraining order from Naims.

"Nonsense!" the fifth team captain roared angrily.

They were in the middle of a battle when they somehow managed to restrict the commanding knight.

"Let's not waste any more time. We do have sufficient reasons and evidence to apply for this restraining order." Isabella was also slightly annoyed at this point; things had come too coincidentally.

If it weren't for this coincidence, their attack would have been perfectly timed, but now it seems somewhat disregarded the overall situation.

"Great Knight, please follow the members of the Judgment Team to the solitary confinement cell. The Grid will be watching you, while we need to go and provide support!" After Isabella finished speaking, she didn't give the five team captains any time to argue and led her people directly towards the prison.

Isabella, on the other hand, was relatively well-known, and the captain of the fifth team knew that now was not the time to discuss such matters.

They could only call out to the others to go to the prison together.

"I must say, the Dartmenley family is quite my lucky star." Nemes glanced behind him discreetly before continuing toward the confinement room, with the two remaining members of the adjudication team quickly following.

So far, everything is going more smoothly than expected.

While Datmenley's raid caused considerable trouble, it indirectly helped Nems complete his preparations in many ways.

Sitting in the solitary confinement cell, Nemus took a deep breath, sensing the current state of his body.

Although the historical turning point is still in a period of transition, the driving force has already begun to emerge.

My stats are increasing rapidly, and the first version of the Saint's Potion I took earlier is almost used up.

In other words, at this point, my value has reached eighty-three.

"This body has had defects after all. Although I have made up for many of them, the problems are still very serious."

"The exact value cannot be reached."

The so-called perfect value means reaching the theoretical limit.

The theoretical limit for Black Stone Seeds is ten points, but most cultivators reach eight or nine points before they can no longer improve, and thus seek resources to complete their advancement.

Reaching the perfect value has certain advantages, such as a higher success rate for advancement, easier subsequent cultivation, and the opportunity to obtain a characteristic called Perfect Form.

This characteristic makes it easier for individuals to enter a state of enlightenment.

Of course, achieving the perfect numerical values ​​is extremely difficult, and obtaining the perfect posture is even more difficult.

Nemus only successfully acquired the Perfect Form trait when he became a different kind of demon and raised his stats to the maximum of 300.

Naim's current body doesn't have that opportunity. "I just don't know if I can quickly make up the remaining number and reach ninety." If Naim relies solely on his own cultivation, it will still take him two or three years to reach ninety or more.

The current chaos is expected to reach its peak within a week.

At that time, everything will end.

"Historical numbers do not have the effect of developing numerical values; they are simply pure numbers."

"So even if I extract the historical number, I will still need a lot of energy to help me enter the promotion state, complete the absorption of the logarithm and the promotion."

"Before that, I need to do other things to quickly develop my stats, break into the ninety-something range, and qualify for promotion."

Nemus pondered the details of the future over and over again.

"Judging from the current situation, it seems that the Holy Son will side with the Dartmenley family. Bound by the family bloodline, it will be difficult for him to complete the true transformation into a saint."

In the future scenes we saw before, there was a crucial detail: the Holy Son followed behind Isabella, which was how he completed his key transformation and became someone who could crush Nemus.

But now, future developments are changing in a different direction.

Perhaps it was because he revealed the existence of the historical number that Dartmenty discovered something, which led him to make a certain decision.

This determination inspired the Son.

Thus, the Holy Son, who should have gone to Isabella, stayed with Dartmenli and was regarded by Dartmenli as his future successor.

"These are indeed interesting future developments." Nemus savored the details.

However, he did not take the future he saw as a certainty.

Any change in a decision could potentially cause future fluctuations.

Moreover, the most crucial thing is not the future, but whether one has the qualifications.

In all three visions of the future, he did not win.

In fact, at this moment, Nemus vaguely sensed that no matter how many future versions of himself he saw, he would not win in those future versions.

"To become a legendary species and acquire the secrets of history, one must do what others cannot and make breakthroughs beyond the normal future at crucial moments."

"Otherwise, in the face of the tide of history, let alone achieving historical success, being able to withdraw unscathed would already be considered a great act of caution."

"A crucial breakthrough is the most important thing!" Nemus carefully sensed the changes in his body.

As people gain a better understanding of the future, a certain quality accumulates within their bodies, gradually solidifying and taking shape as numerical values ​​develop.

At this moment, if you look closely, you will find that Nemus's appearance has changed slightly. His facial features are still the same, but he gives people a different feeling.

The palm lines on the hand converged, several lines twisted together, becoming clear and thick.

Meanwhile, three moles appeared on Naim's left earlobe.

The information about its characteristics also became clear at this moment.

Its name is—Strong Luck!
[Strong Luck: When you reach a crucial moment in your life, as long as you make the right choice, fate will respond to you!]

(End of this chapter)