Devil's Bible

The shepherd got up from the ground and sensed all the changes.

His body is declining, or rather, everyone's consciousness is declining.

His current body is formed by the convergence and condensation of everyone's consciousness.

"So this is the opportunity that Nemes gave us?"

"First, he ensured the destruction of the world, guaranteeing the completion of his own strategy, and then he gave the losers a chance to save themselves." The shepherd truly felt Nemus's methods at this moment.

It was a top-down, all-encompassing crushing defeat.

In this situation, all you can do is try your best and try to capitalize on that little bit of appreciation the other person has for you.

"Has the situation become that urgent?" Once the shepherd regained consciousness, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

With the destruction of the world a foregone conclusion, the consciousness of most people in this world has already sunk into oblivion.

These people are now unable to save themselves and can only become the source of strength for the shepherd, this 'humanitarian savior'.

While the emptiness in the hearts of many heroes has temporarily subsided, they have also largely lost their sense of self, wandering aimlessly in this shattered world.

The creator god of this world, Mocania, has abandoned them.

To be precise, after Mocania messed everything up, he couldn't control the people he created, so he chose to give up and finally obeyed orders, abandoning this world.

At this point, no one will come to their rescue.

No one cares about them anymore.

They are the 'wild monsters' in the chess game between the two sides.

In this situation, one cannot rely on anyone outside; one can only save oneself.

A little later, they would all die.

"Only I can take on this responsibility." The shepherd checked his body.

The gift from God has also been lost.

This body, formed from the collective wish of all the survivors to continue their work, is not particularly powerful.

His power has been reduced by more than half, and he may even only have less than 10% of his former strength.

"The last vestiges of morality and law reside in me." At this moment, the shepherd cannot ask for more.

He was able to come back to life because of witchcraft.

The fundamental moral and legal framework of witchcraft has collapsed.

Only after the collapse, the last part of him was brought back to life by the guidance of Nemus's power and the Shepherd's humanitarian domain.

This is his last chance.

This is also the last chance for all living beings in this world.

Look up to the sky.

At this moment, it's impossible to tell whether it's day or night.

Because the sky has been torn apart.

Looking up, all you can see is a layer of gray mist.

Then came various fragments.

The shepherd had a vague realization.

It is a common understanding of the world.

At that moment, he vaguely understood his path to saving the world.

He needs to grasp the commonalities, then complete the transformation of his own consciousness and mind, and make it as strong as possible.

Because supporting a world, even a virtual one, is beyond the capabilities of his current consciousness.

"At the very least, it needs to reach the level of Mocania." The shepherd had some understanding of this.

No matter what, I have to keep going.

The war continues, and neither the dwarves nor anyone else cares about the gradually 'disappearing' native inhabitants of their homeland.

They simply viewed this place as a battlefield and a resource base. They began to use it as a reference point to observe the commonalities of the world.

Besides that, there was the struggle for those gradually accumulating mud deposits.
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One month later.

"What? One of our mud mines has lost contact?" A message was quickly transmitted within the Prayer Force, alarming the Prayer Bishops of the area.

"Yes, all the links were lost in an instant."

"That miner again!" the bishop muttered to himself.

Without hesitation, he began to deploy troops to accompany him to the mud pit.

At that moment, the bishop felt his power begin to change, his faith begin to gather, and a great deal of light spread outwards.

Over the past month, mining thieves have appeared in various places.

The so-called mining thieves were actually local residents.

These inhabitants are losing their lives as the world is destroyed, and their humanity is also fading away due to moral and legal reasons.

In this situation, although they strangely no longer need to eat, their own existence is also difficult to replenish.

By chance, some local indigenous people discovered that the mud mines that these outsiders were fighting over could restore a certain degree of their health after they obtained them.

However, it is impossible to give them the mud, which is an important strategic resource, as this would be a waste from any perspective.

Thus, the profession of mine thief came into being.

In order to survive, they would use any means necessary to obtain mud.

Faced with these mining thieves, different parties chose different approaches.

The Dwarfs directly used a special mind mapping technology.

With this technology, most local indigenous people simply cannot get close.

Both the Eldar and the Prayer have only one approach—kill!

We'll kill them all if we catch them.

However, in general, mine thieves are just thieves; they have virtually no ability to fight directly.

There was only one exception.

Today they are going to seize this exception and make him pay for stealing from the mud mine!
"Seal off this area and don't let the mining thieves escape. The law is above all else; they must pay the price for their actions!"

Inside the mine, shepherds were rapidly extracting the mud ore.

However, his expression became exceptionally complicated.

These mud deposits contained some markings, through which he could roughly identify their origin—something that was disappearing from this world.

They are being plundered, but as the plundered, those who take back what is theirs are still called thieves.

However, as the mud was absorbed into his body, the shepherd felt his body warming up, and at the same time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the human realm connected by countless threads was slowly changing.

This is the hope for all living beings in this world.

For this hope, he still had the courage to perish together with these people.

While continuing to absorb the mud, the shepherd made arrangements.

He had been planning for this mining area for several days.

During this period, mud mines in other places have basically shrunk, and he doesn't know how long it will take for him to conquer another mud mine like he did today.

Countless rays of light shone into the pitch-black mine.

The shepherd stood there waiting for the prayers to arrive.

The bishop mobilizes the amount of faith, which then generates pure divine power.

He seemed like a holy being in the light, looking down at the shepherd.

"Waiting for us in this confined space? They're practically asking for death!"

Then, with a wave of his hand, countless rays of light burst forth.

However, the next moment, a dark figure rushed out against the light. (End of Chapter)