Devil's Bible

Chapter 267 Come on, the second round of fighting!

"Nair, surrender!" Isabella earnestly urged.

Nemus's talent is truly astonishing. Such swordsmanship and combat ability—in this situation, if Nemus were to surrender and confess his crimes, he might be spared death.

"And then become the so-called foundation of the church?" Nems glanced at the old man and the middle-aged man over there. If he was really just an ordinary person with talent, then surrendering to these two now would be his future.

This is how the so-called church's foundation came about. Those who committed serious crimes, if they were strong enough, the church would keep them. Those who had been tainted by demonic or otherworldly powers would enter the Judgment Team, while those who had not been tainted but felt guilty would enter the Confession Department to repent year after year.

"Besides, do you really think you've won?" As Nems finished speaking, a layer of light suddenly illuminated the sky, enveloping the area.

In the distance, Op and Becky stood together. Op summoned the celestial canopy, and Becky used alchemy to enhance it, temporarily creating an independent area.

A black aura spread from afar, then quickly descended, forming some kind of targeted curse, causing the previously set-up white magic circle to fluctuate.

Nemus instantly broke free of his restraints and leaped backward. Zovin and the old man attacked simultaneously, their swordsmanship working in tandem to try and hold Nemus back.

However, a tiny stone flew by at an extremely high speed. Upon reaching its destination, the stone's weight suddenly changed, deflecting the old man's sword.

The collision between Nemus's and Zowen's blades provided a powerful boost, propelling Nemus out of the encirclement and landing not far from them.

The black mist condensed into the figure of Kru, and a wooden bird flew from afar and landed on his shoulder.

Kru stood behind Nemus, adjusted his glasses, and smiled, saying, "Sorry, Lord Nemus, it took some time to cut off the grid communication and block information that was detrimental to you... Oh, did I expose your true identity?"

"But it shouldn't matter... anyway, they're all going to die today."

"That's the plan, but being too arrogant and underestimating them will lead to trouble!" Nemus glanced at Kru, his aura as a great knight completely overwhelmed at that moment, replaced by an extremely terrifying aura.

Poole, who had thrown the stone earlier, came over with Downs, the village guard, Leah, and the white-tailed fox.

Whether it was a gigantic whale-like human, an assistant with a strange aura emanating from black energy but with a delicate face, or a seemingly innocent little girl, they all stood behind Nemus, with Nemus as their leader, opposing the church.

Then, people dressed in black robes appeared around the sky.

“This mental fluctuation…!!!” Isabella stared wide-eyed at the black-robed figures.

They then pulled down their hoods, revealing different faces, but what they had in common was the black mark that ran from their chests to their earlobes.

"Rampage Accessories! Fictitious Agreement!!" An incredulous voice came from Isabella's mouth, her pupils trembling as everything in the past seemed to flash by rapidly.

"They really are a bunch of damned demons." The middle-aged man drew several gunswords engraved with a single holy character, sensing the fictitious agreement and the demonic scent emanating from Kru. The hatred in his eyes coalesced into a black light.

"My name is Heisenberg Anderson. I vow to be the sword of God, to fight for God, and to annihilate all heretics and demons!" He uttered a vow-like prayer, his hands gripping the musket and sword.

Meanwhile, Lillian, who had been on the other side, suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly.

"I remember now, I remember now!!!"

"A few years ago, there was a genius paladin whose swordsmanship reached its peak in just ten years, creating his own unique style of swordsmanship."

"He created a sword technique with a very strange name, and the genius's name is—Nemus!"

“I was originally planning to see if I could guide him to become a historical hero, but then I suddenly heard the news that he died in a conflict.”

Zovin repeated Lillian's words in unison.

This made Isabella's expression even more complicated. She naturally knew Nemus, and she also knew the sword technique called the Thousand Moon Extinction Bird Reincarnation Nether Sword.

I was once surprised that Neil knew this sword technique.

It now seems that Nair is probably long dead, and the person she knew was always Naimus.

“Why, Nems? The former genius paladin of the church, or Nair? The current Grand Knight of Tailwind Town?” Isabella looked at Nems, her eyes filled with unease.

"So, Lord Nemus has such a past?" Kru said, as a black aura rose from his body.

“Everyone has a past, and the past shapes everything we have now.” Nemes raised his hand: “There’s no need to dwell on the past; what we choose is our ideals and our future.”

With a sudden swing of his hand, all the members of the virtual protocol around him activated the berserk accessories of V-Generation on their bodies.

The fifth-generation berserk accessories no longer alienate people's spirit and soul, and no longer have the ability to absorb the fragmented souls of others for symbiosis.

However, they are able to share a spiritual connection with other people who also use V-generation accessories.

From predatory coexistence to cooperative resonance.

At this point, the Berserker accessories have basically reached their peak.

It's already quite an achievement to be able to create something that doesn't significantly hinder potential, allows for stable and rapid cultivation and development of spiritual power, and even resonates with others, all using a single element of soul matter and a little bit of faith.

Further improvements would only require more resources, thus reducing the cost-effectiveness.

Therefore, it's time for Da Cheng's Berserk accessories to be officially unveiled.

The resonant spiritual power spread rapidly, and then the restless spirit combined with some chaotic elements of riots to form a powerful force field that pressed down.

Isabella, who was secretly preparing to cast a spell, immediately frowned, sensing that her spellcasting was being interfered with.

It was at this moment that Poole and the village guards prepared to take action, as the anti-gravity field generated by the bone fins spread out.

Currently, the Whale Force has more than just these two members, but only these two have reached the Iron-type level.

But enough is enough.

Poole charged ahead of the group.

The village guards followed behind.

With a change in her aura, Leah entered a stealthy state where she merged with the aura of the floating whale.

The white-tailed fox was also ready for battle.

Auras swirled around Nemus, forming sword-like energy. The pure killing intent and fighting spirit combined to create immense mental pressure, which, along with the chaotic mental field formed by the fictional agreement, pressed down on everyone's hearts like dark clouds.

"Then let's begin!"

"Our second round of battle!"

(End of this chapter)