Devil's Bible

The Holy Son could sense that something was very wrong.

It's as if everything in front of me seems exceptionally unreal.

He vaguely remembered that he was a devout believer, and what he had to do every day was to purify his faith in order to pray for God's glory.

But the Holy Son sensed something was wrong.

He felt that he had overlooked a lot of important information.

such as……

“Nemus…” a voice rang in the Holy Son’s ear.

He felt the name was very familiar, but the tone also seemed slightly strange.

It seemed like they were calling him, but it didn't quite feel like they were calling him.

Before the Holy Son could figure out who the voice was calling for or where it was coming from...

The Holy Son then heard the voice continue, "You must remain steadfast in your faith, but please remember, who you really are!!"

The words were spoken, and then disappeared.

The Holy Son frowned, somewhat at a loss, not even knowing whether it was all an illusion.

but……

Looking at the sky, it was getting brighter and brighter, and daytime was just around the corner.

The Son immediately stood up and went to other parts of the church.

He needed to prepare holy water, open the church doors, clean up the messy cemetery, and drive away the homeless people staying at the church.

Although the church provided them with a place to stay at night, it couldn't allow them to continue spending their days there, as that would only disgust the nobles and believers.

Maybe they won't come to this church anymore.

Although the divine religions have a general area on earth, in some places, multiple divine religions still coexist in one place.

In this situation, churches outwardly maintain harmony, but secretly they use various means to compete for believers.

Because of this competition, ordinary people's lives are relatively better. After all, when something is in competition, the object being competed for can always gain more benefits because of its own value.

It's better than being on that whale...

"Huh? What whale?" The Holy Son was stunned. His church was inland, where there were few rivers and lakes, and even fish were rare. Why would he suddenly think of whales?
This doubt did not linger in his mind for long before the Holy Son resumed his work.

To enhance the church's appeal, every detail and facade must be perfected.

He was just an ordinary apprentice paladin in the church, and for now he still had to work hard here.

If there is even a trace of dust on the altar, I might not have any food to eat today.

This is what churches in small towns are like.

For them...

"For what was it again?" The Holy Son was a little stunned. For a moment, he seemed unable to recall the name of his church.

Just as the Holy Son was about to ponder this, the priest's voice suddenly came, telling him to go to the basement to move some things.

"Are you still having these kinds of wild thoughts lately?" the priest asked when he saw the Holy Son.

"Yes, I seem to have been experiencing auditory hallucinations today!" the Holy Son said truthfully.

Upon hearing this, the pastor's expression became peculiar. He then said, "You were weakened after being injured from using the breathing technique incorrectly, and you were then bewitched by evil."

"Next, you need to exercise more, go to the basement to move things, and don't overthink it."

"Whatever the auditory or visual hallucinations may be, do not believe them..." the pastor warned again.

The Holy Son nodded, though he often had a strange thought that told him not to trust the priest.

But how could he not believe in the pastor who took him in as an orphan and placed him in the church?

The Holy Son walked towards the basement. Many tools and ritual props were kept in the basement.

If displayed outside on ordinary days, the small church would appear too cluttered, which would be detrimental to God's dignity.

Therefore, they are only moved out of the basement when needed.

As the Holy Son looked at the dark entrance to the basement and thought about the staircase, his expression turned strange.

As an apprentice paladin, he did the most physical labor, and moving things from the basement was probably his most frequent task.

But every time he went up those stairs, he felt that the stairs were strange.

This strangeness was the only anomaly he didn't tell the pastor.

As I climbed those stairs once more, that strange feeling rose within me again.

He was clearly walking down the stairs, but now he felt like he was walking up.

He quickly stopped and waited for the feeling to subside before making any further moves.

At that moment, that strange voice rang in my ears again.

"You need to go down this staircase; the one who makes it strange is yourself."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Son did not understand what he meant by making the staircase strange.
Does he have some kind of superpower that allows him to turn going down stairs into going up stairs?

However, this time, the Holy Son instinctively believed it again.

He used to tell the pastor about any strange things he encountered.

For example, there are two strange birds that want to lure themselves out of the church.

For example, it seems that you have a sword made of light in your hand.

The priest learned of all this, and he drove away the two strange birds and took away the sword made of light.

Then tell him not to overthink it, and that as long as he has sincere faith in the God of the Earth, everything will be resolved.

He remembered that their church was the Earth Church.

However, for some reason, he did not inform the pastor about this staircase.

"Perhaps what that voice said was true?" the Holy Son thought to himself.

Then he took a deep breath and climbed the stairs again.

This time, things clearly changed; he was climbing upwards.

He felt that something was changing within him.

At the same time, some memories also appeared in his mind.

This is not a staircase, but a road.

"The Holy Path!" The term popped into the Holy Son's mind, and then information about the term quickly appeared in his mind as well.

"The saint, the sacred object constructed by Saint Datmenley, is the precepts..."

When the word "precepts" came to mind, all the strange things the Holy Son had encountered before connected at that moment.

"So that's how it is. The god I devoutly worship is not the god of the earth, but the god of discipline!"

"This is the land. I was being chased by Poole and Towns, and I accidentally escaped here..."

This realization made the Holy Son feel that the dust covering his devout heart had been swept away, and even his soul had become much clearer at this moment.

Standing on the holy path, the Son's heart is pure, and his faith becomes even more pure under the baptism of holy power.

He felt he was at a critical juncture; if he took just one step forward, he could enter a realm he had never been before.

The God of Discipline, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. (End of Chapter)