Devil's Bible

Chapter 439 Dream of the Moon (Bonus chapter for 2000 monthly votes, please vote!)
The Demon Lord's fighting style has begun to resemble that of a mythical being.

Like playing chess, it requires strategy and momentum.

Atata is the most powerful because it has the most thorough understanding of the rules of shadow and the most reasonable framework.

According to His progress, if He can take the final step and completely shadow His own soul, then He will be able to perfectly construct His own soul with shadow.

At that moment, the soul will no longer be Atata's weakness.

This means that Atata has the qualifications to become a demon prince.

However, this step is the most difficult.

Since Atata created a shadow plane hundreds of years ago and then stepped into this level that can replenish half of the soul, he has remained completely silent.

In the current situation, with their help, Atata has mobilized all the shadow power in the shadow plane. He is no longer just a shadow domain, but has truly formed a shadow kingdom based on it.

The Clown King didn't know what the Black Prison Lord was thinking, but his plan was to seize the spoils and escape.

He is not good at fighting people head-on.

Unless He finds Atata's hidden soul and weaknesses, He has virtually no chance of winning against Atata.

That's why He so readily sold off His high-ranking demons and prepared to withdraw.

Without any complaints or hesitation, Clown King immediately devised a strategy and began chanting.

Several human head balloons also appeared in his hand.

"We are all wooden figures." The patterns on the balloons with human heads changed to the Clown King and several figures. Upon closer inspection, one of the figures was the Black Prison Master.

"One, two, three, no talking, no moving!" A balloon in the Clown King's hand suddenly burst open.

Two high-ranking demons who were fleeing in the distance suddenly exploded.

"We're still wooden figures!"

"One, two, three, no laughing, no crying!" The Clown King popped another balloon in his hand.

The two hidden demons, due to slight emotional fluctuations, developed many cracks in their bodies and were about to explode before they could even resist.

"We're just wooden figures!"

"One, two, three! No resistance! No hiding!" The last two balloons in the Clown King's hand were one of himself, turning his head and grinning maliciously, and the other of the Black Prison Lord.

The balloon was about to burst.

Once it explodes, the Black Prison Master won't be blown apart like the two demons before him.

However, He could no longer hide His form, and the final result was that He would reveal Himself and be swallowed up by Atata.

"Why would the Clown King suddenly help me and enter battle mode again?" Atata hid in the endless shadows, forming a terrifying shadow vortex.

Countless black tentacles spread out within the vortex, waving in mid-air as if trying to pierce through space.

Even if a loser emerges in the dimensional battlefield, certain conditions are required to sever the connection between the battlefields.

The first step is to exit combat mode and then invoke the rules of your own territory in order to leave.

“The Clown King has already met the conditions, but he hasn’t left. Could it be that he has discovered his weakness?” Atata first considered the worst-case scenario.

Although He is now in power, the vortex of shadows cleanses everything, and there is basically no one who can rival Him above the vortex.

However, it is not invincible.

First, although His soul has merged into the shadows at this moment, it is not yet completely shadowed.

Once its location is discovered, the 'central hub' of the Shadow Vortex can be found, thus disrupting its grand scheme. Before Atata could even realize something was wrong, the Black Prison Lord's concealment method had already been broken by the Clown King's 'nursery rhyme' called 'Wooden Man'.

This song, "Wooden Man," has the effects of silence, restricting movement, sensing emotions, immobilization, and interference.

In terms of simply finding people, it's not as good as the previous "Find Friends" feature, but it's just right now.

It is enough to remotely interfere with the Lord of the Dark Prison, forcing Him to confront the vortex of shadows.

The Black Prison Master, shrouded in black robes and black mist, had been tricked by the Clown King. His eyes, peeking out from the blackness, merely glanced at him, revealing a chilling killing intent.

Then suddenly, many seals appeared on his body.

The Lord of the Black Prison temporarily sealed himself in another dimension using a self-sealing technique, thus escaping the pull of the shadow vortex.

"Although it's a death trap, we can't let it drag on any longer." Seeing this, Clown King prepared to press his advantage.

While in a sealed state, the Black Prison Lord is essentially out of the battle, but in this state, his efficiency in guiding the changes in the rules of his territory away from the battlefield is very low, and it is estimated that it will take at least a few minutes to do so.

Breaking this seal isn't too difficult; it won't be long...

With a slight thought, the Joker card reappeared in his hand, and then his body turned into a cloud of smoke, leaving only a human-shaped balloon in the spot.

A high-ranking demon had somehow managed to sneak up behind the Clown King.

And he had a scimitar in his hand, which was just a hair's breadth away from severing the Clown King's head.

"Merkava? You're still alive?" The Clown King appeared on the other side, flicking his wrist, and a throwing knife flew towards him.

With a value of over four thousand, the throwing knives resembled streaks of light.

His throwing knife skills were only average among the demon lords, but for these high-ranking demons, they were deadly trump cards.

However, this high-ranking demon known as Merkava is also extraordinary.

Its entire body is grayish-black, though it can change to any color. Its body is covered in muscles, strong yet muscular.

Behind it are a pair of bat wings, and under its feet are sheep hooves.

It was the nightmare.

Generally, when a soul filled with lust and greed becomes a lesser demon, if it is female, it will be promoted to a succubus, and if it is male, it will be promoted to a nightmare.

Clown King practically sold out all his subordinates, including this dishonest nightmare.

But the fact that He was able to avoid being sold out, and now dares to attack the Clown King, shows that He is ready—ready to become the Demon Lord.

Facing the Piedmon, whose stats were three times greater than her own due to the buff of his lordship, Merkava's body appeared dreamlike, glowing with a color like moonlight.

The clown's throwing knife passed right through Merkava's body without causing him any harm.

"The ability 'Moon Dream', please excuse my poor performance!" Merkava said with a smile, while Piedmon's eyes also became misty.

The "Dream of the Moon" trait was formed with the help of the Church of the Moon Goddess.

Since ancient times, the moon has been deeply associated with the night and dreams.

Although the Moon Goddess is a celestial deity, she also has some understanding of conceptual abilities.

By combining dreams with the natural phases of the moon, the concept of nighttime dreams related to the moon is extracted, which naturally becomes this characteristic.

This is a feature specifically designed to counter Piedmon!
Meanwhile, several figures appeared and arrived beside the Black Prison Master.

(End of this chapter)