Devil's Bible

"No, how could it be so fast?!" Adrian exclaimed in horror as he perceived everything.

He panicked, his thoughts racing, wanting to detonate his own world and destroy it along with Nems's.

Even if we can't kill Nemus, we must make Nemus's world unstable from now on.

But at this moment he discovered that his sovereignty was rapidly changing.

"Give up resistance, and then... kneel down." Nemus's voice rang out, and Adrian felt something forming in his mind—

"Control switch!!!" Adrian stared in growing horror at the location of Nems.

"No, you can't do this! How dare you do this? How could you do this?!" Adrian had long since lost any courage to take Nemes down with him.

For him, dying together with his opponent at this moment was already a happy ending.

He never imagined that the control switch for the special structure he had created for life in the world would appear in his mind.

This was a situation he never expected.

Adrian's body suddenly became uncontrollable, which in turn restrained his thoughts, and he knelt down in front of Nemus.

“I never imagined you could be so foolish,” Nemes said with a smile, looking at Adrian in front of him.

"You seem to have forgotten that you are not the real creator god, and that this place is called the Fictional Space, whose purpose is to reconstruct everything."

"This naturally includes myself."

"In this space, knowledge and action are unified. One's own thoughts and cognition, while constructing the world, are also reconstructing oneself."

"You think you're detached from the world, but you're only a part of it."

Nems looked at Adrian, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, his will completely overwhelmed by anger and fear, and didn't care to waste a few more words mocking him.

“Just like the system you’ve built, with royalty, nobles, commoners, and slaves,” Nemus said earnestly. “You yourself are also part of this system, belonging to the fifth tier—gods.”

"You can treat everyone in this world as slaves and enjoy their sovereignty."

"And I have completed this rule for you—a commoner’s slave can kill the royal family and become the new royal family. When the royal family collapses, the gods will fall to the mortal world without their supporters."

"So, with this rule in place, the stability of your world will improve considerably, right?"

Because of the conflict between instinct and reason, 'Creator' Adrian himself is an unstable factor in this world.

His position was too detached, and his thoughts were too strong compared to most people. Because of his desire to keep all the good things in his own hands, the world was constantly in conflict.

The historical cycle of sovereignty changes is not perfect.

Nemes made up for all of this for him.

Of course, that's meaningless now, since this disgusting world has 'collapsed' and become a mine.

The world rules that had just been revised immediately became worthless.

"Nemus, how dare you humiliate a nobleman like this!!" Adrian's arrogance was trampled into the mud by Nemes.

"You killed me!!"

"Even if you defeat me, you should kill me!!!" Adrian roared madly.

He couldn't bear this insult. Who was he? He was a nobleman, a high-ranking member of the church, and a proud man.

He shouldn't be insulted like this.

“You actually know what an insult is.” Nems chuckled.

"But there are plenty of people in this world who are insulted like this, so why can't you be insulted?"

“Besides, even if I insult you now, what can you do?” Nems looked at Adrian, who was about to speak, but he forced him to shut up by controlling the switch. “Your identity is useless to me, and your blood is no different from anyone else’s.”

"Your strength is great, but you have already lost to me."

“Therefore, I can make you do anything I want.” Nems smiled with a hint of pleasure.

"How about turning you into that kind of thing?" Following the direction Nemes pointed out, Adrian saw a humanoid female that had been modified into a reproductive tool.

Adrian, who had initially become somewhat accustomed to being provoked by Nems, immediately became excited again.

"Given the slave owners' control over the slaves, and given my experience in life transformation, I am fully capable of transforming them into similar life forms."

"And it can also ensure that you are fertile, and that your offspring will definitely have your family bloodline, the kind that can stand the test of time."

"What do you say, I'll use this to create a large number of your offspring, record this whole scene, and then publicly screen it in Middle-earth?" Nemus was like a demon at this moment.

He said something that completely broke Adrian's spirit.

At this moment, death seemed to be the most desirable thing.

At this moment, Adrian was unable to do anything.

Many things can be done secretly, but cannot be made public.

In private, nobles have done all sorts of dirty and messy things.

Some of his quirks were so disgusting that Adrian felt like vomiting.

However, those things are all kept private and would never be brought to the public eye.

Now, if Nemes were to actually do that, all the reputation he cares about would be shattered.

The family would be utterly disgraced, and even their bloodline would be desecrated.

“Carry Mr. Adrian… no, now Miss, away.” Nems wasn’t just like a demon; he was a real demon.

After settling Adrian in, Nemes began to handle the rest.

Of course, Nemus only needs to engulf most of Adrian's world and then stabilize his own.

The rest of the tasks are simply for the dwarves to handle.

The giants who helped the dwarves achieve victory, upon seeing Adrian's current miserable state, chose to commit suicide with a sense of relief.

In any case, they had broken free from slavery and were no longer slaves; they had gained freedom.

Even if this freedom is the freedom to die.

The little people quickly began to organize the spoils of conquering the next world.

Then they began to formulate a 'battle plan' for the new world.

As things stand, time is still of the essence, and they have no other time to waste.

Some suggested that the next step should be to conquer the world of the goddess of beauty.

That world only needs to deal with cognitive pollution; it's difficult to resist it.

Some have also suggested directly attacking the Eldar world.

Others believe that both worlds are familiar with their fighting styles, so a rash attack would be ineffective; it would be better to turn around and find a new target.

"For example, this one." It possesses the talent of a little person, reflecting the appearance of a new world through exploration. (End of Chapter)