Devil's Bible

Chapter 245 Revealing a Card
With a flick of his wrist, Nemus caused all the pebbles to tremble and then break down further.

Some of them sank deeper into the ground.

At the same time, some small fragments flowed and rejoined each other.

A sword with slightly variegated scales appeared in Nemus's hand.

Dartmanley felt countless subtle forces coursing through his body.

It was as if he was about to lose the power to resist in an instant.

Secret Sword: Approaching the Beehive!

Using gravity to control the formation of stone fragments into a sword completely abandons the sword's toughness and conventional power transmission methods.

Essentially, it is a flying sword.

Poole's body is still quite good.

Among the three elements that constitute combat power—numerical value, characteristics, and skills—whale transformation brings about an increase in numerical value and characteristics.

The only problem lies in technique.

The key to skill lies in control and the understanding of power.

This is something that heavily relies on talent.

What ordinary people practice diligently for a lifetime, relying on practice to achieve mastery, is merely the beginning of a skill for a genius.

Because the other person's intentions were clever from the start.

When mind and body are in harmony, skills will improve steadily.

Poole's problem is that while his hands are steady and his control is decent, his mind is too reserved.

If your body is stable, then you can relax your mind.

Therefore, Poole's skills couldn't improve, and he could only rely on the power of his special ability and the clumsy method that Nemus had taught him—to sense pain and then fight back against it.

This also explains why, despite possessing top-tier abilities, he could only barely evade Dartmenley's attacks and maneuver around him, but rarely posed a fatal threat to Dartmenley.

However, with Nemus's 'descent and possession', the skill aspect was also completed.

The true power of the whale-transformed beings is unleashed.

Even if changes in weight cannot affect life force other than one's own, they introduce entirely new variables into the transmission of force by various substances, thus giving rise to countless variations in power.

And change is the foundation of skill.

"The most common technique is to use the body as leverage to generate more force."

"One lever can increase the multiplier."

Nemes swung his sword, the blade changing as he launched an attack on Dartmenley, while simultaneously teaching Poole a lesson.

Once again under the control of the hummingbird, Dartmanley was like a piece of meat on a chopping board.

Dartmenley reacted immediately, activating the Path of the Saint. Nemus's attack was immediately recognized as an obstacle and could not hit him. At the same time, some of the rubble that had been embedded in his body was squeezed out.

The dense, overwhelming feeling from before seemed to have lessened somewhat.

Dartmenley's sword, under the influence of the Path of the Saints, is about to reach Nemus first.

Then, in the next instant, Nemus moved his feet, took a step forward, and slightly touched Dartmenley's sword, cutting off a hair on his body, before retreating close to the blade.

In the process, Dartmenli's path to sainthood had already completed one of its attacks, and the power that had pushed everything away had vanished.

Since the enemy's ability is conceptual, as long as the conceptual requirements are met, even the smallest attack can be considered a completed attack.

Nemus flicked his wrist. The fragmented sword in his hand transmitted force with the swing.

The power of each stone fragment shifted, piercing through Dartmenli's bone armor once more. A tingling, numbing power traveled through each fragment into Dartmenli's body.

Although Dartmenley's faith strengthened at this time, he also gained the power of the curse, and his various abilities were enhanced to varying degrees.

Even without using his own body, Nemus's fight seemed much easier.

Because compared to Dartmenley's progress, Nems has made more progress.

After each battle with the characteristics of the Path of the Saint, Nemus would have a lot of inspiration.

The next time he fights against a similar type of characteristic, he can always come up with a better way to deal with it.

“Well then, farewell, Patriarch Dartmenley…” Nemus said softly.

Dartmenli wanted to launch another attack and move forward again, hoping to draw upon the power of the Path of the Saints and remove the influence from his body.

However, the next moment, Nemes appeared in front of Dartmenley with a light touch of his toes.

Twisting his body, shifting his weight, the black spots covering his whale-skin-like arm became his most deadly weapon in that instant.

It easily pierced through Datmenley's bone armor, seized Datmenley's heart, and then pierced his back, revealing his still-beating heart behind him.

"Stop!" The shouts rang out at this moment, and the figures of the clergy appeared not far away, namely Isabella and Roman.

The fighting in the North District has been going on for some time, and the clergy were delayed because of the attack on the prison.

They weren't trying to save Datmenley, but rather because Daros was now dead.

Most of the Dartmenley family members who had escaped earlier were also dead.

There are still many questions regarding the Dartmentley family that need to be asked.

Datmenley cannot die at this point.

With a slight squeeze of the palm, the beating heart was crushed.

While divine magic can repair damage, it is only possible if the missing organs are not fatal and there is enough time for the divine magic to regenerate the limbs.

Otherwise, they'll still die even if they're destined to.

“I’m sorry you’re late, Ms. Isabella.” Poole withdrew his hand, and Dartmenley’s body slowly fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" Isabella suddenly sensed a familiar presence emanating from Poole.

"Long time no see." As he spoke, Poole's whale-like features disappeared, revealing his original appearance.

“Pur…!” some clergy exclaimed in surprise.

For the past six months, Poole has been following Nemes as a knight's squire. Although he is taciturn, many people have become aware of his presence.

They had absolutely no idea that the whale monster that was about four meters long was actually Pull in disguise.

"This...is this the Great Knight's hidden power?" someone murmured to themselves, feeling that their understanding of the world had changed.

“It’s you!” Isabella naturally recognized Poole as well, the little reserve village guard from back in the village of Dorsal Fin.

A flash of shock crossed Isabella's mind, and she immediately realized: "Are you trying to silence me? Is the Dartmenley attack on the prison related to you?"

“I don’t know anything about what you’re saying. All I know is that Dartmenley came to see her.” Poole said expressionlessly, then pointed to Cecilia (the white-tailed fox) standing to the side.

The white-tailed fox, with some bone formation on its body, also smiled at the right moment.

(End of this chapter)