Devil's Bible

“Refraction, isn’t it amazing?” Nemes stretched out his hand, his fingers twitching slightly, as if he were manipulating a puppet.

The next moment, a sword appeared behind the old priest and slashed down on his head.

Chapter 64 Transformation of Illusion and Damage Transfer

The old pastor had no time to dodge it.

A ripple flashed across his body, and his illusory and real forms seemed to have transformed once again.

The blade pierced through the body but did not harm the old priest.

The one who launched the attack was 'Jacques', who had been protecting him from behind.

"Has he awakened from the hallucination?" Countless black blood vessels twisted and pulled at the old priest, causing him to quickly change position and warily watch the prayer angel who had returned to its original form.

"No, that's not right, it's being controlled from another level!" The old priest touched the beast veins on the other party's body and immediately discovered the problem.

His control over Jacques was twofold: one was through the beast veins in his body, which controlled his body, and the other was through illusion.

The illusion penetrated his perception, creating a hallucination in Jacques' mind, thus prompting Jacques to fight.

For example, in Jacques's current hallucination, he is not being manipulated into fighting, but rather he is fighting against evil demons, bandits, and criminals.

It now appears that the illusion has not been broken, and Jacques is still within the illusion.

The real problem lies in the seemingly harmless blood vessels of the Nest Beast.

This was the old pastor's most handy tool, and with Jacques's body completely wrapped up and burrowed into his blood vessels, it was unlikely to cause any problems.

But now, a dense network of fine lines has appeared, which have penetrated Jacques's body and even the blood vessels of these nest beasts, and are in turn controlling the blood vessels.

"Troublesome indeed..." The material and specific abilities of those thin threads are unknown.

The old pastor could only sense a mixture of energy within it, making it difficult to perceive its true power.

"Why can't you just die peacefully?"

"You who obstruct God's guidance!!!" The old pastor's mood only dipped for a moment before turning into extreme anger.

Everything had gone so smoothly before. I was just participating and hadn't even taken any initiative, yet the conditions were automatically met.

However, after encountering Nemus, things started going wrong for him, and no matter what methods he tried, he was unable to kill him.

"Again and again, again and again!"

"I never intended to hurt you. It was your lack of cooperation that led you to defy God's guidance!" The old pastor nearly broke down, staring at Nemes with hatred as if his gaze could kill him.

“You’re still deceiving yourself like this; you’re beyond saving.” Nemus’s gaze seemed to pierce through the old priest’s body and look straight into his soul.

At this moment, the other party's soul was utterly filthy.

He hasn't looked into his own heart for a long time.

"Your actions and words are full of contradictions; you are fighting against yourself."

Nemes felt only pity for the old pastor.

He rebuked the church for being neither holy nor disciplined.

However, he clung tightly to the church's system, regarding all his choices as divine guidance.

But actually?

"Is leaving a contingency plan on the sword I was given as compensation also divine guidance?"

"Over the decades, the bloodline marks have been continuously left on the villagers. Is this also divine guidance?"

"How did you know?" The old pastor was taken aback, but what bothered him was not Nemes's accusation, but the fact that his plan had been discovered.

“You are truly pathetic,” Nemes said, looking at the old pastor with pity.

Nemes believes that it is too tragic to forget one's own beliefs, ignore one's true inner self, and become a person who is confused and muddled, and who is self-contradictory and torn between himself.

He is a villain; he will stop at nothing to reach the top and face the waves.

During this process, Nems also became so immersed in honors and accolades that he lost himself.

But in the end, Nems came to understand himself.

The most stirring belief in his soul, the exhilarating joy that made his entire being boil over during the journey.

Although the old pastor had a different stance and beliefs than him, he had transformed from a person with firm beliefs into the person he is today.

"It's too ugly!"

“You are so ugly that I can no longer suppress my murderous intent toward you,” Nemus said slowly.

'Jacques', who was originally standing still, quickly rushed towards 'Isabella' on the other side.

"Not good..." The old priest reached out, and the veins of the hive beast continued to spread, connecting with the veins on Jacques' body, and then quickly pulled to restrict Jacques' movements.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a figure engulfed in flames rushed toward the old priest.

Towns stepped into the air as if walking on flat ground.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that each time he stepped into the air, there was a slight ripple, which was the result of Op's Feathered Serpent.

“Choose, either gamble that your bloodline mark is still effective, or gamble that even if you release the restrictions on me, you can still defeat me!” Nemus said, and for the first time, a black aura began to emerge from his body.

The intense demonic aura made the old priest's spirits pound wildly!

"No, Nair!!!" The old priest was about to use a powerful spell to kill 'Nair', but now that he found Nair no longer existed and only a demon wearing Nair's skin, the old priest was filled with grief.

In an instant, the old pastor made his decision.

He ignored Downs, who was soaring into the air, and focused all his attention on Jacques.

Bloodline Spell: Boiling Blood!

At this moment, the blood vessels of the Nest Beast that had pierced Jacques' entire body were flowing with a large amount of blood.

The blood quickly 'boiled,' forming a suppressive force that controlled the tiny ropes of oath that Nemes had secretly implanted into Jacques' body.

Then, Towns swung his hand forcefully, which looked almost like a demon's claw.

The claws carrying the sacrificial fire passed through the old priest's body, and their 'transformation of reality and illusion' once again came into play.

However, it is located within the village.

The village guardian, Aro, the two swordsmen, and the others had now truly determined the old priest's problem—all the villagers!

Just now, several villagers suddenly began to writhe, their subcutaneous blood vessels throbbed, and claw marks appeared on their bodies. Then, a blackish-green sacrificial fire ignited.

The old priest's 'transformation of illusion and reality' is not actually a transformation of illusion and reality, but rather a transfer of damage!

He spent twenty years in the village, mostly in the church.

Many villagers are accustomed to going to the church to pray whenever they have free time, and then entering the confessional to complain to the old pastor about their unhappiness in life, hoping to get some comfort from the old pastor.

It was during this process that the old pastor used the blood vessels of the hive beast to mark these villagers time and time again.

The old priest was most skilled in two types of spells.

Perception-based spells are just one type.

Therefore, when the old pastor's surroundings are filled with illusions and changes, people will instinctively think that this is a high-level spell of perception, using falsehood to interfere with reality and achieve the transformation between the real and the illusory.

However, what actually achieves this is another type of magic that the old priest excels at—bloodline magic.

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Chapter 65 May You Fall into the Abyss Forever

"Demon, I will kill you to avenge Nair!!" the old priest screamed madly.

With his mental energy surging, Jacques, along with a large number of nest beast blood vessels, once again gushed towards Nemus.

The old priest completely disregarded himself, focusing solely on manipulating his puppet while channeling his mental energy to cast spells.

After he went berserk, his mental activity actually increased to some extent.

As for the attacks from Downs, Poole, and others, the old priest used the Blood Transfer spell on them all.

Bloodline Spell: Holy Blood Inheritance!

Through the long-term imprint of bloodline marks, attacks can be transferred to the location of the bloodline mark via the transport power of blood.

He also possesses a large number of blood imprints, immense spiritual power, the blood vessels of a nest beast, and two puppets under his control.

"I still have sins to atone for, my experiments are not yet complete, and the Holy Son has not yet been truly born!!"

"I will absolutely not sacrifice myself!"

"I'll kill you, you demon, I must kill you..."

"So... you still haven't come to your senses?" Nemus looked at the old pastor with disappointment.

Even after this choice, the old pastor still couldn't wake up from that chaotic internal conflict.

They commit evil while simultaneously despising its existence.

His ego, his beliefs, his very existence, remain so murky.

“If I am a demon, then what are you?” Nemes raised his hand and dodged Jacques’s lunging thrust with a slight sidestep.

He snatched the sword from its hand. The nest beast's blood vessels throbbed, trying to pierce Nemus's body, but it could not break through the damage immunity of the Grace of Forgiveness.

Then Nemus walked step by step toward the old priest, sword in hand.

"Impossible, the effects of the Discipline spell haven't worn off yet..." The old priest exclaimed in disbelief upon seeing this scene, only to turn around and see that Isabella had completely fainted.

“Your mind is in turmoil.” Nemus had lost much interest in the old priest. He hadn’t even considered how much the duration of Isabella’s spells would be reduced when he forcibly controlled her to cast divine spells, even though Isabella had already reached her peak.

This shows that the old priest has completely fallen into self-confusion. His rich combat experience and precise control over divine magic and spells have been greatly diminished by the confusion.

The original fun of this battle has vanished after the previous clashes.

What remains are nothing more than some chaotic aftershocks.

“No, you can’t kill me. Yes, the Holy Blood still carries me. You can’t kill me.” The old priest said, then suddenly froze, and then fell into a state of desperate fear.

He carried too much on his shoulders, and for those things, he constantly poured his energy into them, whether actively or passively.

"Stop deceiving yourself." Nemes' words cut through the old pastor's heart like a sharp blade.

"You were not innocent from the very beginning."

"The Holy Blood Experiment, and you're pushing all the blame onto the Church."

"But as the host, aren't you also a part of it?"

"Does the church have problems, but you have no problems?"

“You were not forced to conduct the experiments by the Church, but rather you were determined to advance to the Golden Seed by studying the Holy Blood, which is why you devoted yourself to it.”

"After the experiment failed, you didn't exile yourself to the Backfin Village out of guilt, but rather to relinquish your power and gracefully avoid the Church's punishment."

“You never regretted your experiments, so even knowing that your disciple Ron was seriously injured and taken back by Datmenley, and knowing that Datmenley would definitely continue the Holy Blood experiment, you did not stop him in the slightest.”

"The so-called atonement is just an excuse; you're just refusing to admit defeat."

All you want is to go to heaven.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have spent twenty years in this Dorsal Fin Village, leaving most of the villagers with your blood mark."

“Your sins continue to increase. Those villagers whose blood mark you have fully activated seem to be suffering even more because of the activation of the mark.” Nemus had now walked up to the old priest.

Through the rope of oath carried by the village guardian, he had already seen the situation of those villagers.

Holy Blood Bearing is not a simple spell; it requires a powerful bearing capacity.

What if simply activating the mark is too much for these villagers to handle?

Then implant nest beast blood vessels into them, control their bodies through nest beast blood vessels, and suppress their souls with illusionary suggestions, doubly squeezing their souls and bodies to bear the burden.

If one person cannot bear the pain suffered by the old pastor, then several people should bear it together.

Starting from the moment the old priest was struck by Isabella's holy fire, which resulted in their mutual destruction, the old priest transferred damage a total of four times.

At least thirty people died as a result of this relocation.

So far, more than a hundred villagers have died because of the old pastor's blood mark.

Because many people are already in poor health, being subjected to double exploitation will eventually lead to their death if the time is too long.