Devil's Bible

At this moment, Dina is completely abandoned by everyone.

No one was on his side.

Comparatively speaking, no one is willing to risk their life for someone who is willing to do anything as long as they can win.

The Dragonborn were so quick to betray their cause because they were very clear about Dina's methods.

If the Dragonborn hadn't intervened first, Dina would probably have already dragged the Sun God down with him.

At that time, the Sun God would certainly not mind wiping out the Dragonborn, beings who harbor hatred towards Him.

Dina knew this, but didn't care.

Since that's the case, the Dragonborn doesn't care about the alliance with Dinah.

This is a mutual choice.

Many people never understand why they were betrayed, or why they would remain loyal to someone else even though that person would betray them.

This is a barrier between hearts, a gap in cognition.

It also formed between Nems and Dina.

“Nemus, I lost this time, but I won’t next time!” Dina said, and then the entire alchemical ritual changed rapidly.

A silver hue began to change, causing slight fluctuations in space, which then swiftly took away Dina's core.

His final strategy failed; he couldn't draw the sun god into the battle, and staying any longer would bring him no benefit.

Since that's the case, it's better to leave.

The key is to find other materials as soon as possible and get the Philosopher's Stone out in a short time.

However, before leaving, Dina still took most of the ritual with her.

The entire process of refining the Philosopher's Stone came to a standstill.

Although Nemus possesses considerable alchemical skills, recreating the alchemical ritual on the corpse and completing the refinement of the Philosopher's Stone is not an easy task.

Looking at the half-finished 'corpse', Nems was not in a hurry.

He did not change his initial strategy and remained determined to reach the mythical realm as a demon prince.

“It’s barely enough.” Nemus grasped the corpse’s hand and then gently moved it.

The remaining silver from the corpse quickly flowed into that hand.

The writing in his hand changed rapidly, then coalesced, and a stone appeared in Nemus's hand.

This stone appears to be silver, red, or gold.

It looks like a stone, weighs about the same as a stone, and even feels like a stone to the touch.

However, if Nemes wanted to, this stone could be deformed arbitrarily within a certain range.

Nemus can turn it back into the Silver City, turn it into a weapon, and even turn it into a 'person'.

This person can even possess a sense of self and consciousness, and is capable of thinking.

Therefore, in alchemy, the Philosopher's Stone is also known as the universal cauldron.

This is the alchemist's best tool, allowing them to quickly set up alchemical rituals wherever they are.

Nemes grasped the Philosopher's Stone, slightly shifted its position, and then activated the stone in his hand.

The elements in the air were absorbed by the stone, and then quickly transformed into what Nemus needed.

These things complemented each other and then merged together, and that's how Nemes created bodies dressed in clothes.

Then, within the Philosopher's Stone, those 'Refreshers' who had previously completed their self-completion and sublimation through the use of authority were mobilized and injected into those bodies.

"Is this... the real world?" The city lord stood on this land, breathing in the fresh air, and felt that everything seemed to have changed.

Everyone felt a sense of curiosity about the new world.

Then Nemus, holding the Philosopher's Stone, waved his hand slightly, and the people saw familiar cards flying towards them. "The real world doesn't have the constraints of alchemical rituals, nor the limitations of action time, so combat doesn't require complete reliance on cards."

"I've made minor adjustments to your cards."

"You may need some time to adjust."

"Then you can prepare to be promoted to a Gold-tier."

Nemus said, "Of course, in exchange for keeping you alive, I expect you to obey my orders and carry out some combat commands."

Nems' attitude was very clear: regardless of what these people had done before, they would either obey his orders and participate in the 'war of gods' afterward.

Or, they will simply fend for themselves.

"Your bodies are in good health, and living for thousands or even tens of thousands of years is no problem."

"But in the real world, once you're dead, you're really dead."

"Unless you join the network of Mindful Memory."

“At that time, you died, but your minds can still exist and can be refreshed and started again, just like in the Silver City.”

After Nems explained things clearly, almost everyone pledged their allegiance to Nems.

They were newcomers and lacked understanding of the real world.

In this situation, a strong person like Nemus would be the best person to rely on.

Most importantly, what Nemes provided was good enough.

Having just arrived in a new place, their hearts were filled with joy, but also with bewilderment and fear.

No one knew what they were supposed to do here, or what dangers they might encounter.

The 'mindset refresh' that Nemes is offering now is essentially a safety net.

Not to mention, Nemus did save them in a way; otherwise, if Dina had completed the refinement of the Philosopher's Stone, their role as tools would have lost its purpose.

Even if they weren't there to silence them, they would still be abandoned.

Meanwhile, the others in the Sleeping Town also gathered around at this time.

These past few days, Nems has been leading Menghe in continuous 'meditation' here, clearly doing something.

The commotion immediately drew the attention of the group.

Some of the alchemists went into a frenzy upon seeing the Philosopher's Stone in Nemus's hand.

"Lord Nemus... what is this?"

"Could this be the legendary Philosopher's Stone?!"

Only those who understand alchemy can appreciate the greatness of the Philosopher's Stone.

Nemus did not answer them, but looked at Thirteen and waved to the former God of Water, now a Holy Spirit.

Thirteen, though puzzled, immediately stepped forward and came to Naimus.

With one hand holding the Philosopher's Stone and the other tracing an arcane path, Nemus landed on Thirteen.

Thirteen's aura began to change rapidly at that moment.

Apart from the Sun Saint and the Moon Saint, no being below the Mythical Species level can break through the Gold Species' limit of one thousand.

Even if it's a demon, there will be at most two hundred more, but that's not an increase in number, but a distorted inflation of the value.

But today, that has been broken.

The value of thirteen broke through one thousand and then increased by more than ten points.

Although few in number, the limitations imposed on the Golden Seed variety have indeed been broken. (End of Chapter)