Devil's Bible

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At this moment, Nems was acting on a whim.

Theoretically speaking, the best option is to let them fight each other, reveal their trump cards, and then clean up the mess.

However, Nems felt there was no need to be so calculating.

Ultimately, the most important thing in this world is power.

Power is the only reason to be king.

Schemes and scheming are merely means to gain a larger platform for oneself, thereby acquiring and displaying power.

If one truly believes that scheming can acquire everything, and thus begins to diminish one's control over power, then that is putting the cart before the horse.

Combat is an inevitable stage in improving one's strength.

How can you test your abilities without fighting?

How can one unleash their potential without fighting?

How can you determine your ecological niche without fighting?

If we think about it this way, then there is really only one condition for becoming a demon lord—truly defeating other demon lords.

He secretly picked up a human head and then obtained the so-called lord's position.

So apart from the lordship, there are no other benefits.

At this moment, Nemus was absolutely certain that he was more greedy and more desireful than anyone else!
Clown King quickly retreated, several Joker cards in his hand emitting a faint glow, ready to strike at any moment.

His eyes, beneath the paint, were fixed on the nightmare demon Merkava opposite him.

The other person's body seemed somewhat 'ethereal' at this moment, as if it were real, yet also as if it were unreal.

And you can clearly feel that the other party's stats are increasing in an exaggerated way.

Previously, Clown King had tried several times but failed to kill Nightmare. Now, Nightmare's stats are almost the same as his own, even with the Lord's title.

That means it's already close to three thousand.

This posed a strong threat to Clown King, as if he might die if he made a careless move.

"No, it's not an upgrade, it's that he's being invaded!" The Clown King was beginning to grasp something.

The focus is on dreams.

Merkava can no longer be viewed simply as a standalone entity.

He can only be seen as a composite individual at this moment.

It's like a demon entering the material plane, possessing the body of another being, and using that being as a vessel.

During this process, the demon's stats will gradually be added to the creature's body.

By simply replenishing enough energy, the creature's stats can be increased to match those of the demon itself.

This is a form of invasion.

Merkava, however, has reversed this relationship.

He transformed his dreams into a kind of container, using the dreamlike nature of dreams to contain powerful beings in reality.

Then, it uses dreams to invade itself, transferring the other party's characteristics and power into itself.

It also broke the boundaries, thus allowing itself to break through the conventional numerical limitations.

And the individuals who can provide such numerical limits...

"You think you can defeat me just by relying on the saints of the Moon Goddess Church?" the Clown King retorted, his disdain evident in his words. There are three and a half types of numerical monsters in the material plane that are generally known.

The strongest numerical monster is the Church of the Sun God.

The Sun God, the Light God, and the Lord of the Sky are the main gods of the Sky Pantheon and are currently widely recognized as the strongest gods.

What it is most known for and is most praiseworthy of is not its high temperature and heat, nor its light that bestows blessings upon all things, nor its sovereign power that hangs high in the sky and holds sway over everything.

It's the numbers!
Unmatched numbers!
The sun is the largest celestial body, possessing the most enormous size and energy, and holding the most terrifying values.

It is enough to crush any opponent who challenges Him.

The saints of the sun god also inherited these characteristics to some extent.

That is, the Sun Saint can rely on his special ability to exceed the limit of one thousand values ​​and theoretically increase his own values ​​without any upper limit.

Of course, this is only in theory. The more the Sun Saint's stats increase, the more difficult it becomes to further improve them.

Even so, the normal stats of some slightly older Sun Saints are basically the same as those of Demon Lords with the blessing of their territories.

Therefore, few demon lords dare to cause trouble at the Church of the Sun. The Sun Saints are basically certain that their stats are unmatched in the mortal realm.

Besides the Sun God, there is also a half-category of numerical monsters—the Moon God.

The moon goddess is also a celestial body, although her own numerical value is not terrifying. However, she possesses properties such as 'reflection', which allows her to borrow other powerful forces and then incorporate them into her own body.

If multiple 'light sources' are available, the numerical values ​​can be temporarily accumulated by utilizing the 'lunar eclipse' phenomenon.

When the time is right, you can enter the full moon state, at which point your stats will explode, and you can become a stat monster for a certain period of time.

Having been a demon lord for hundreds of years, the Clown King certainly has some experience.

He looked at Merkava with disdain, but inwardly he was more vigilant than ever before.

The Moon Goddess is not as powerful as the Sun Goddess in normal circumstances, but because she reflects other powers over the years, she has some knowledge of all kinds of strange and unusual powers. It is not surprising that she would lose under certain special methods.

Merkava didn't answer at this moment, but simply approached Clown King without saying a word.

In his current state, all he needs to do is defeat the Clown King to complete the Blood Moon Ritual and seize his lordship.

He had been investigating the Clown King's trump cards for so many years and now he knew pretty much everything. He knew that the Clown King was no match for him, who had the support of the Moon God!
Merkava was full of confidence, then he noticed that the Clown King opposite him seemed to be looking behind him, with a surprised and strange look on his face.

"So you're already planning to use this little trick to distract me?" Merkava's dream had been shrouding him in a dream, and he couldn't possibly be unaware of whether there was anyone else around him.

The Clown King's use of such methods only makes him a laughingstock...

The sound of flesh tearing apart stunned Merkava.

He looked down slightly and saw a long sword, seemingly formed from a dream, piercing through his body.

During this process, the dream power within his body was being drawn away by the sword.

The next moment, Merkava's body shattered like glass, or became mottled like flying ants or cicada wings.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body had turned into fragments and vanished.

Then, as if waking from a dream and entering a dream again, a completely new Merkava appeared on the other side.

The newly appeared Merkava seemed to be frozen in place, unaware of what had happened, or perhaps having forgotten something.

However, his expression quickly hardened, and he immediately looked into the distance. There he saw Nemus holding a Dream Sword, raising the blade in front of him and examining it closely, as if he could see something in the blade.

(End of this chapter)