Devil's Bible

Chapter 422 See you next time!

"So that's how it is..." At this moment, all of Naim's doubts were resolved.

Why is it possible that this historical situation could be so completely different?

In the correct historical account, Nemus was not exposed; instead, he acquired a hidden power from the Abyss's will.

Then, at a crucial moment, this force helped the will of the abyss achieve final victory in the astral plane.

However, after this turn of events, 'Nemus' was suddenly exposed, whether by accident or for some other reason.

The God of Discipline discovered that among the prayer angels, there was a free soul lurking.

Thus, this unstable factor was instead utilized and became an advantage for the God of Discipline.

Nemus's true spirit became the core of the enemy's position.

This unique structure from another world, driven by divine power, had its characteristics fully cover the battlefield.

It perfectly concealed the internal changes of the position while greatly improving the position's adaptability and providing extremely high infection capability.

The divine power infused many energies, which is how the temporary Angel Pool was established.

This temporary angel pool allows even the dying angels to be reborn and return to the battlefield within minutes.

It was through these means that the God of Discipline was able to accomplish the feat of conquering the Abyss, even though he himself had not anticipated it.

That's why the will of the abyss was so clear: to let itself solve this problem.

In reality, if the Abyss's will doesn't use its powerful abilities to interfere with all of this, then only Nemus can solve this problem.

The moment Nemus successfully observed it, an indescribable special power emerged and then fell and smashed onto the artificial soul.

Furthermore, that power split instantly, with one part appearing next to the 'Nemus Core' to protect and isolate the core with divine power.

The other part rushed towards Nems following the connection.

That force merged with Vislav's beam attack in an instant.

Death was upon Nems.

"Farewell, God of Discipline."

"Perhaps next time, I will truly stand before you and issue you a formal challenge," Nemus thought to himself.

The power of divinity then emerged, forming a connection, and the isolation of the God of Discipline was broken.

Self-Contract activated!
Under strong causal connections, a genuine causal conflict has emerged.

In this historical possibility, the true spirit of Nemus, captured by the God of Discipline, vanished as a wisp of smoke.

As the true spirit dissipates, the entire possibility of history collapses.

The undeniable power of the God of Discipline becomes illusory in this process, and even if it falls upon Nemus, it will have no effect.

A knot was loosely tied behind Nems.

The bright light of Vislav dimmed and then disappeared.

The demon prince, who stood between heaven and earth, glanced at Nemus one last time, and then, one by one, the eyes on his enormous body gradually closed.

Finally, I can stop dealing with this mess and take a break.

However, that alien demon was still somewhat interesting.
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181st floor, on the mudflats of the absurd plain.

The River Styx in the distance was still a deep, almost blackish red.

On the shore, however, the worms and little devils that were usually seen were nowhere to be found.

Only a dark mist, concealing sparks, enveloped everything.

The clown demon stood at a distance, observing the changes.

Naims has been off the action for quite some time.

If this continues, the methods the Clown King left behind will most likely be discovered if he continues to interfere!

Fortunately, the clown demon didn't have to wait long. The dark sky seemed to be propelled by a strong wind, and the seemingly endless dark clouds dispersed at that moment.

But after the dark clouds dispersed, instead of the sky, a giant eye appeared.

Within that eye, it seemed as if countless souls were wailing, but upon closer inspection, those souls were merely black lines, not actual souls.

A dense black power descended from the eye in the sky, transforming into a beam of black light.

This beam of black light was injected into the black mist.

The black mist, which had been gradually calming down, suddenly surged again.

Then the energy level within it rapidly increases.

At this point, the Clown Demon could no longer determine the numerical value of the black mist.

The oppressive feeling brought about by those numbers is rapidly eroding his ability to perceive things.

Whether something is exceptionally strong or exceptionally exceptionally strong, there is no difference to the Clown Demon at this moment.

If they get too close, they'll be completely crushed.

At this moment, Nems' sense of self became exceptionally clear.

"Most of the anomalies occurred at the interface of the outer soul, and were basically integrated into the outer soul."

Nemus could feel his true spirit slowly rising.

However, this improvement is not due to an anomaly, but rather the slow growth of the inner soul's instincts as the outer soul grows.

Nemus couldn't sense why it was growing, or where the power for growth was coming from.

They gave up exploring their own true spirit.

Nemus focused his attention on the outer soul, concentrating on gathering the abnormal numbers to quickly break through the upper limit of the values.

Perhaps the Abyss's will was particularly satisfied with Nemus's performance this time, which is why it granted him so many anomalies.

The value quickly broke through the barrier from its original five hundred, and then grew wildly.

Before long, they had arrived at nine hundred.

However, at this point, the number of anomalies has been almost completely exhausted.

The next moment, all the black mist began to shrink rapidly.

The black mist quickly condensed, forming a body resembling a human.

Although the original material was black mist, the human body formed from it had exceptionally white skin.

However, it wasn't the deathly white, but rather a warm, jade-like white, which even gave people a sense of moonlight.

His skin tone was complemented by a black robe.

The robes were a deep, rich black, yet with each slight sway, glimpses of silver starlight were revealed beneath the black.

However, upon closer inspection, the most captivating feature is the pair of eyes hidden beneath the fine black hair.

His eyes seemed to flicker with some kind of inextinguishable flame.

When I finally looked away from those eyes and turned around, I suddenly realized that even though I had stared into his eyes for so long, I still couldn't remember his face.

It was so clear when I saw it, but it was absolutely not in my memory.

The Clown Demon pondered for a long time, but still couldn't recall any details of Nemus's face.

Even as time goes by, information about the other person's figure, skin, and clothing quickly fades away.

"Alright." Nems' voice brought the clown back to his senses.

"Let's leave here first, the Clown King will be here soon."

(End of this chapter)