Devil's Bible

The Aupu caravan never cares about fair competition!

Chapter 176 The Locked Power

"Misleading the enemy, deciding their first perception for them?" Nemus observed the battle and couldn't help but frown.

"That's a bit low-end." Even without the bloodline of a saint, Nemus could still achieve this effect through certain swordsmanship and mental power.

This is very likely just a manifestation of the saint's bloodline, rather than the true power of the other party's saintly blood.

However, Nemus had already made some judgment about the part represented by the essence of the other party's sainthood.

Just like the Dartmanley family, their saintly essence lies in their bones, and even some of the family's inherited sacred objects come from the bones left by their ancestors.

By using those bones, one can activate the family's secret technique.

At present, the saintly essence of the Niton family is most likely found in their 'hands'.

Aro swung his sword diagonally, aiming for Niton's head.

Niton frowned, sensing that the person before him was also a formidable swordsman.

The skills of these two are far beyond what ordinary people can match.

With this kind of skill, you don't actually need to do any dirty work.

If these two men came to the Niton family and demonstrated this skill, Niton would be willing to pay a high price to hire them as the family's swordsmanship instructors.

"Could it really be because of that matter?" The head of the Niton family couldn't help but twitch his eye.

The sword in his hand changed rapidly, and with one stroke he deflected Aro's blade, only to find that he had not been able to completely force Aro away.

His rating has dropped from seventy to just over twenty in recent years, and coupled with issues with his skills, he can no longer overwhelm Arro.

He took a slight step back to dodge the Feathered Serpent's bite, then waved one hand to slap the approaching serpent away while adjusting his breathing.

During Op's observation, Niton's breathing became somewhat abnormal.

The other person's breathing became somewhat disordered for a moment.

"His old injury has flared up again, don't stop!" Op said as he continued casting the spell.

All of his mental energy leaped at that moment and then rapidly dispersed.

His steel-level mental strength was on full display at this moment.

Over the past six months, Aupu has certainly not stood still.

With the help of whale products, he successfully completed his promotion and became a steelworker.

However, as a wizard, his advancement was not as significant as he had imagined.

A wizard's improvement is focused on his own spells.

One needs to constantly refine their spells and master more advanced spells in order to achieve a leap in strength.

Fortunately, the increased number of wizard species still provides some advantages for a summoner like him.

That means that some powerful otherworldly creatures that would normally ignore him will now respond to his call.

Summoning spell: King of the Feathered Serpents!

A huge black shadow appeared in mid-air.

This thing looks like a long line drawn with a charcoal pencil in a blank space.

It was impossible to discern its true appearance, yet it possessed a terrifying and oppressive aura.

Unlike ordinary Sky Serpents, the King of Sky Serpents is no longer invisible; instead, it has transformed into its current black form.

Its twisting body, in mid-air, gives the impression that a black stain has suddenly appeared on a white object.

This thing is an alien creature of the steel species level.

Its appearance immediately caught Nelton's attention.

Op gasped for breath, even half-squatting down, enduring the mental anguish.

Even though he has advanced to the Iron Race, summoning other Iron Race creatures is still too much of a stretch.

But it's worth it.

The emerging King of the Feathered Serpents, with its eyes hidden beneath the blackness, revealed a deep greed.

The main reason it came was because it tasted the best food here.

A flash of black appeared, and then, like ink spreading, the black dot quickly spread out.

In the blink of an eye, it was about to engulf Niton.

"Go back!" Just as Niton was about to be swallowed up, Niton swung his sword.

It was at that very moment that Nemus observed the manifestation of the Saint's essence.

The Feathered Serpent King, which was not easy to deal with, began to 'fade' instantly, then let out an unwilling roar and disappeared from the spot.

At this moment, Nemes had already observed the secret of the Niton family's holy blood.

"The power of locking." Something can have multiple possible developments, some good and some bad.

The Saintly ability of the Niton family is to lock onto an event when it is likely to occur, thus locking the event into a certain future.

Essentially, it is about determining the future by locking in the information.

The summoning of the King of the Feathered Serpents by Op is inherently unstable.

There is a certain probability that the summoning relationship is unstable, causing the King of the Sky Serpent to be pulled back to its original location.

In other words, Niton's sword strike instantly locked onto that not-so-great chance, causing it to happen directly.

The swordsmanship that Niton used to create illusions for the two swordsmen was a rudimentary application of this ability.

"By locking onto the opponent's mind and making a slight disturbance the instant their mind shows any unusual activity, you can immediately cause them to make the wrong decision."

"At this point, the approximate strength of the Niton family can be determined."

It must be said that the bloodlines of these saintly families are all extremely extraordinary.

The essence of the Dartmenley family's saints lies in their bones, and their abilities manifest as the Saintly Path, possessing a certain conceptual interference ability with 'obstacles'.

The Niton family possesses the essence of sainthood, manifesting their abilities as holy decrees, granting them the power to lock onto 'future possibilities'.

This shows the special nature of saints.

"Perhaps, what is powerful is not the saint, but divine power."

The key to becoming a saint lies in whether the saint is qualified, but the key to a saint's power lies in divine power.

Divine power is an omnipotent power, refined from the power of faith, the power of all beings' prayers.

Unfortunately, Nemus had too little divinity and was unable to generate divine power.

Otherwise, Nemus's strength might experience an extreme leap.

Currently, these saintly families have only obtained a portion of the saintly essence from the saintly blood, yet they still possess conceptual, causal, and destiny-related abilities.

It must be said that the concentration of power in this world may be more terrifying than imagined.

With this strike, Niton's defeat was practically certain.

His holy blood was not very concentrated, and his slight saintly essence could not support him using this special ability multiple times.

And Op's judgment was very accurate; Niton's old injury had relapsed, and that sword strike had further aggravated his physical burden.

With Aro and the two swordsmen launching a continuous attack, coupled with the interference from the ordinary Feathered Serpents on the side, Nidon's defeat was inevitable.

But what truly caused him to lose was the other side.

The two outlaws, slightly wounded, and the halfling brothers appeared, carrying Leido.

Having slightly relieved his mental stress, Op said, "Since we're here today, we must have some understanding of that matter."

"I've come to you today simply to ask for a definite answer."

"Once we get the answer, we will immediately release Ledo and let him leave."

"Tell us whether Rhine is a product of the Holy Son Project."

Chapter 177 I Advise You to Choose the Future

While Isabella was still reviewing the Redemption Department's information, she discovered that a number of elites from the Missionary Department were rapidly heading out under Dong-hyuk's leadership.

The meeting had just ended, and the handover was not yet complete, yet a major event had already occurred at the Missionary Department?

Meanwhile, Rhine, with a slightly gloomy expression, walked towards the 'home' he rarely returned to.

However, this emotion quickly faded and disappeared, and then ceased to exist.

Just now, he received news that the Niton family had been attacked by unknown assailants, the head of the Niton family was injured, and the rest of the situation was unknown.

As for the attackers, they are said to have escaped unscathed.

The attackers this time did not have any particularly distinctive features.

All that is known is that the leader is a steel-type wizard; the characteristics of the others are unknown.

There were seven or eight people in total, all dressed in black robes to conceal their presence.

However, the head of the Niton family, due to a recurrence of his old injuries, was unable to mount an effective resistance.

The head of the Niton family was wrapped in a robe, with Leido taking care of him.

On his chest, several black wounds were now writhing slightly, as if something was absorbing everything from Niton.

This is his old wound, a scar left from fighting the monsters when the calamities on the ground emerged decades ago.

Seeing Rhine, who rarely goes home, return home, a hint of resentment flashed in Leido's eyes, but he quickly lowered his head and continued to take care of his grandfather.

The head of the Niton family looked at Rhine with some surprise: "Why are you back?"

“I resigned from my position as bishop, and I just happened to have some time to come back and visit.”

"What's going on?" Rhine asked the other party in a businesslike manner, as if he were an investigator.

This attitude made Leido even angrier, but he did not, as usual, angrily question Rhine.

"It's just that some bandits are too stupid to have come to the Niton family." The head of the Niton family paused and gave the standard answer.

My thoughts stretched out slightly.

While Neyton was still hesitating, Oppein's tone changed instantly.

"The continuation of a family business lies more in the future."

“At least I can be sure that Rhine is not the future of the Niton family.” After possessing Op, Nems’s different temperament made the Niton family head’s scalp tingle instantly.

Nems looked at the other person, then his gaze fell on Leido.

"Rhein is involved in too many things."

“The Niton family, at least your branch family, cannot afford it.”

"These are the young people of the future, don't you think?"

“That’s right!” Patriarch Niton then nodded in agreement, seemingly agreeing with Nemes’ words, yet also as if answering the question that Op had raised earlier.

“Then, may the Niton family prosper.” With that, Nemus dispelled the possession.

After exchanging slight greetings, Op and the others left for the Niton family manor.

After those people left, Niton gradually made a decision.

Sending out the family's sacred blood to participate in the Holy Son Project was indeed a good investment.

Rhine's holy blood essence and talent are rarely seen even among the main family.

His rise stabilized their branch family. Although it couldn't make Rhine completely loyal to the family, the other benefits were not insignificant.

I thought the trouble with the Holy Son Project was over, but things have gotten even bigger.

It seems it's time to make a cut.

The future of a family ultimately rests on the shoulders of its ordinary members.

"Is that so?" Rhine noticed the problem, but didn't seem to care too much. He nodded and then left.