Devil's Bible

Chapter 365 The Most Desperate Method of Death
The reason Nems didn't stay in the independent time for longer was because he needed to observe.

How could he bear to waste such good material?

Sure enough, in Nemus's gaze, Clement's expression changed; he twisted his body in fear.

From Naim's perspective, a large amount of luck is converging, but unlike the normal luck Naim gathers, Clement's luck is misfortune.

"How is this possible... so fast!" Clement was filled with horror as he sensed the changes in his body.

Those misfortunes quickly took effect, and Clement's already twisted and deformed body became even more so.

First, it was as if something had gnawed at his body, leaving him with a large chunk missing.

However, no blood spurted out from the gap.

Instead, a large amount of red pus began to flow out.

The pus was very viscous, like tree lacquer, and dripped down under the influence of gravity, yet it stuck together with each other.

Within this thick pus, one can also see many tiny limbs and organs.

For example, an infant's arm, or eyeball, or some kind of completely deformed flesh.

“My…” Clement roared, reaching out to grab it, but in the process, he gradually lost the ability to utter human syllables.

His face rapidly decayed, and his hands, which were reaching for those things, seemed to have all their bones removed the moment they touched them.

His ten fingers went limp instantly, then began to melt, stretch, and drip to the ground.

Following this line of thought, Clement's eyes slid down onto the body.

The whole person was like an ice cream that was melting rapidly.

It's just that the flavor might be exotic.

An eyeball rolled and fell to the ground.

Only then did Clement realize that his lower body had completely melted and was connected to the ground.

He wanted to do something more, but he quickly melted away.

Finally, what appeared before Nemus was a pool of viscous liquid, a mixture of red and yellow.

Even in this situation, Clement is not truly dead yet.

Nemus could sense that Clement's soul was still within this pool of things.

And this feeling is probably not pleasant.

At least Nemus could sense that Clement's soul was constantly fluctuating, thus conveying various emotions.

"kill me!!"

"I'll kill them all!!"

"die%#……&#!!!"

It's getting more and more chaotic, more and more painful, more and more desperate.

This mess, at this moment, seems to be the best taboo propaganda the world has given Nemes.

It should be noted that even so, Clement has not yet become a sinful soul; he has merely had his body and soul affected by numerous taboos.

Even so, he still expressed an emotion that was even more desperate than despair.

Clement, you could call him crazy, or you could think he's mentally unstable or not thinking straight.

However, we cannot deny everything about him. His will is extremely firm, though it is morbid, it is a firm morbidity.

Nems couldn't say for sure that his will was significantly stronger than Clement's. In other words, if he were to one day fall into misfortune, he might not fare much better than Clement was now.

As the puddle gradually merged into the ground and turned back into soil, Clement's soul aura within it grew weaker and weaker.

Nemes smiled and reached out, then touched Clement's soul.

The moment Clement sensed Nemes, he recklessly began to divide his soul, trying to dump all the knowledge within it onto Nemes.

Throughout the process, he frantically abandoned the forbidden knowledge he had previously pursued.

"No more, no more, let me die!!!" These were Clement's last words, spoken in despair and terror after a brief period of lucidity.

His soul was then completely torn apart, and he fell into a hopeless death.

Nems could even sense the power of time at work.

Under this force, Clement, though dying, will have his death stretched out indefinitely, facing an endless, hopeless death in despair.

Nemes stood to the side at that moment, and could even conclude that this was the most desperate way to die.

However, Nemus felt no fear or regret, and instead began to receive the forbidden knowledge he had acquired from Clement quite naturally.

Clement's taboo knowledge is divided into two parts—calamity and cannibalism.

The part about calamities is relatively easier to understand; it involves some knowledge about calamities on Earth.

These perceptions are extremely confused and even contradictory.

One moment they say that the calamities on earth were caused by the gods, and that the gods' greed led to the taboos.

Then it was said that the great calamity was a catastrophe that occurred in the rules of the world, and the gods paid a great price to deal with it.

Then another theory emerged, that the calamity of the earth was the true orthodoxy, and that all the floating whales would eventually fall to the earth, and so on.

Of course, there is also a relatively isolated piece of knowledge here—the calamity currently manifested by the Earth Calamity is only a manifestation; the truly dangerous things within it are completely beyond human comprehension.

The taboo against cannibalism was something Clement discovered through his continuous research.

When people of the same kind constantly devour each other, especially when this process is accompanied by moral decline, it can have a certain impact on numbers.

Furthermore, this influence also seems to be related to calamities on Earth.

Therefore, it is possible to promote the transfer of calamity characteristics in this process.

It was this kind of forbidden knowledge that enabled him to achieve breakthroughs in the experimental subjects of the Holy Son Project that others had not.

Of course, he also discovered the problem: the Holy Son experimental subject he created using the taboo of cannibalism would never evolve into a Holy Son.

They will fall into some kind of depravity after their saintly essence has accumulated to a certain degree.

The previous flesh-and-blood monster was like that; it was another of his experimental subjects.

It was precisely because they went too far in cannibalism that they turned into this monster due to the taboo.

The remaining test subjects were the same; they appeared normal now, but in reality, their bodies were filled with forbidden influences.

Once a certain limit is reached, one will inevitably be cursed into becoming a monster. The only way to overcome this curse is to acquire more forbidden knowledge and then use more forbidden knowledge to fight against the curse of fate.

Therefore, the Holy Son's Completion Ritual that Jin Sheng and the others relied on was completely fake.

Its function is not to complete the Holy Son.

Instead, they used the Holy Son as material to create something large.

(End of this chapter)