Devil's Bible

Chapter 259 Crow Thousand Feathers; Blood Shining in the Night
Amidst the blood mist, the Aro Realm launched a ruthless attack.

At this moment, Nemus clearly felt that everything around him was marked with the mark of the Aro realm.

One's own breathing, and all the power one mobilizes outward, are restricted by the personal imprint of the Aro realm.

Even the sword in his hand became unstable as a result.

"Anti-magic field?" Nemus raised an eyebrow. This was a method to suppress a spellcaster's spellcasting.

There are two main types: those with and those without. Those with are like the Aro realm, which fills a certain area with a large number of interfering marks. When you pry up the elements, these marks become interference items, making spellcasting extremely difficult.

"Nothingness" means emptying out or suppressing the energy activity of common, movable elements in a region, thus making it inert. Some special demons in the abyss, such as the Eye Demon, have similar spell-like abilities.

It was at this moment that Nemus realized how successfully he had integrated his spellcasting techniques into his swordsmanship.

So much so that it was restrained by something that restrains the spellcaster.

"And although I have relinquished my perception of luck, I have also naturally neglected my control over it." At this moment, Nemus also realized that his multiple characteristics, which allow him to accommodate and control various external abnormal elements, are the foundation of these sword techniques.

This is equivalent to having such good basic conditions that one sets their sights too high, thus neglecting some fundamental aspects.

This is also the case for most top swordsmen; they are exceptionally talented and gifted.

They can grasp many basic things at a glance and don't need in-depth practice because from the very beginning, they are already far ahead of others at the finish line.

In this situation, they continue to climb upwards and soon reach the peak, then rely on their swordsmanship to create their own unique swordsmanship.

However, these sword techniques have virtually no universal applicability.

Now, under the influence of the anti-magic field, Nemus actually feels like he's on the side of ordinary life.

All they possess is their own body; they have absolutely no means of controlling anything else.

This is the case for most life forms.

"If I can unleash the Qi Sword Technique under these circumstances and combine it with luck, then my Qi Sword Technique can become a universal sword technique and be practiced by countless people."

Nemus's initial idea was to use magical techniques to perform swordsmanship like magic.

However, as he grew, Nemus gradually had more ideas. There were still too few spellcasters, and these already few spellcasters were further divided into different professions because of different spellcasting schools.

If we only rely on spellcasting techniques, the upper limit of swordsmanship is probably what it is now.

But Nems still felt it wasn't enough.

Develop a universal sword technique, and then let all individuals on all life sides practice it, using the wisdom of all people to push my sword technique to its highest level!
Nems' mind raced, and without hesitation, he sliced ​​open his right chest with his left hand, causing a large amount of blood to flow down and stain his right hand and the unstable qi sword within it red.

This is the Blood Sword that Gabriel created earlier.

Connect your breath with your blood, so that even if your blood leaves your body, you can still connect with it and store energy.

This is also why Nemus wanted to acquire the wisdom of all living beings, because even ordinary paladins can come up with ingenious ideas at crucial moments.

If everyone's wisdom is combined, they will surely be able to reach the true pinnacle of swordsmanship!

It was at this moment that the attack from the Ara realm arrived.

A large amount of life force rapidly approached Nemus along the surrounding red mist.

Tiny red lightning bolts spread, shattering all the illusions Nemus had created.

Amidst these red lightning bolts, a scarlet blood spike was about to pierce through Nemus.

As Nemus swung his sword, the surrounding aura sharpened as it swirled.

The incoming blood spikes were cut off, but even more blood spikes were born from the tiny red lightning bolts, and in an instant, red spikes filled the air. Secret Sword: Raven's Thousand Feathers!
The sword split in an instant, and countless sword energies, like blood-red feathers, scattered among the blood mist.

Those blood spikes were instantly severed and pulverized.

With a flick of his wrist, the blood feathers swirled back into his hand, condensing into a sword of energy.

However, the next moment, the realm of Arhats was already in front of them.

The extreme speed brought by the numerical values ​​allowed him to approach Nemus in the blink of an eye, and his palms became the sharpest weapons.

The power of life propelled the ultimate speed of the strike.

He used the anti-magic field to suppress Nemus's special swordsmanship, forced Nemus to make a move with uninterrupted blood spikes, and then used his strongest life form to deliver the final blow!
He won this battle!

The palm touched the clothes, then the skin, and then the flesh...

However, it stopped.

As if by some special protection, his sure-win attack was stopped, and Nemus was sent flying backward. After landing, he took a few steps back before regaining his balance.

"No, it's not that I managed to defend myself, but rather that the force of my attack dissipated..."

Then Arok realized something was wrong and looked at his hands, only to find that his fingers had completely disappeared.

And only by carefully sensing it did he realize that some subtle power was spreading at the wound, and the next moment his entire palm began to shatter.

Looking at Nemus's wounds, it was discovered that there was no blood flowing there; only streaks of bloody sword light could be seen flowing through those blood holes.

A ruthless glint flashed in Aro's eyes. He grabbed his own shoulder with his left hand, his sharp nails digging into the bone and joint.

With a forceful tear, the entire arm flew off.

Then, the arm was twisted in mid-air by countless tiny sword energies, and then turned into blood mist and dissipated.

Secret Sword: Blood Shining Night!

The anti-magic field in the Aro realm is simply an external environment filled with numerous personal imprints that interfere with spellcasting.

However, it doesn't have much of an effect on the body.

Within Nemus's body, energy flowed along with his blood, containing countless sword energies.

The moment they were attacked, these sword energies would rush along the wound to annihilate the invading object, and even in turn, they would rush along the wound to invade the target's body.

If Aro hadn't reacted quickly enough, he probably would have been instantly torn to shreds by the dense sword energy.

Life force surged into his body, and his arm began to regenerate. Aro watched Nemus warily.

He truly hadn't expected that Nems would have this trick up his sleeve.

And once again, Nems saw through his weakness.

He can only use his life force effectively if there is a living vessel for it.

Once a living organism is damaged, the power of its life force will dissipate rapidly.

This is why his attack, which he originally expected to severely injure Naimus and render him unable to resist, ultimately only sent Naimus flying backward and staggering a few steps back.

While Aro was still pondering how to continue dealing with Nemus, he sensed someone entering the blood mist.

(End of this chapter)