Devil's Bible

As the grid appeared, a large amount of matter was pulled into the astral plane at that moment.

The God of Discipline directly cast into the Astral Plane the plane essence he had plundered from another possibility.

As a special dimension where thought is the subject, the astral plane has too many subtle changes that are difficult to understand and perceive.

When matter enters the astral plane, its presence can disrupt the workings of thought.

The most important part is that along with the material comes a special fragment—a fragment of fate.

The moment this thing appeared, all the gods couldn't help but turn their gazes toward this place.

That kind of keen observation of reality seems to impose a heavy burden of pressure.

The God of Discipline suppressed Nemus's attack with a new transformation formed by surging matter.

Then, her slender, fair hand gently grasped the fragment of fate.

At that moment, Nemus's eyes flickered slightly as he sensed the power of some kind of rule within that fragment.

Following this rule, Nemus vaguely sensed some information.

[From one to two, the two alternate, and the basic structure of all things is established, which is called thought. Thought is the tangible and intangible essential structure of all things.]

The long-lost motto of destiny was revealed in this moment by this fragment.

The Tablet of Fate, shattered for unknown reasons, symbolizes that fate has completely lost its 'control' over the course of the world.

In this context, the Tablet of Fate possesses unique characteristics and is therefore imbued with extremely special symbolic meaning.

Even a single speck of mud or a small piece can create a huge wave.

The fragment in the hands of the God of Discipline, judging from the maxims of destiny it reveals, is roughly related to thought.

It records information about the number two.

Zero is the source of matter; it is destiny, and it is also a symbol of the outward spread of order, and proof that other things have a structure.

This kind of structure is information. In matter, information is the various characteristics and properties of matter. In living organisms, it becomes the soul. They influence and change each other, forming the life's thoughts.

When this thing was revealed, the entire astral plane began to be engulfed in turmoil.

Previously, the astral winds posed no threat to any deity.

But now, wisps of astral wind seem to have become the most terrifying force of disintegration.

A divine abomination sensed the divine presence here and had just arrived. Before it could do anything, it was caught in the astral whirlwind caused by the fragment of fate.

The abomination didn't take it seriously and continued swimming forward, but the next moment its mind went completely blank.

His body turned to ashes and vanished without a trace.

“This storm…” Nemus’s expression turned serious.

The power of the astral winds has been amplified many times over.

Every breeze is now an information killer.

When it touches anything, it erases all information about that thing.

Without information, there is no structure; without structure, everything naturally becomes 'empty'.

This void will only contain the source matter and the driving force brought by fate.

With nowhere else to go, this driving force will only merge into the astral winds, further strengthening them.

If this astral wind continues to intensify, it will eventually form a terrifying storm that sweeps across the entire astral plane.

Under its influence, most things in the astral plane would probably be wiped out.

Some divine kingdoms that are not powerful enough and do not have enough reserves of divine power will probably be destroyed by this wind.

In this situation, even gods have no way to escape; they are highly likely to be forcibly downgraded, falling into the material plane and becoming saints. "The power is wrong!" Nemus raised his hand and released a wisp of divine power.

The divine power flowed and shifted, attempting to forcibly stop this astral wind through change.

However, the wind quickly spiraled out of control, only decreasing slightly, and Nemes was unable to intervene in its changes.

This is not in line with common sense.

It makes sense that fragments of fate could amplify astral winds and cause significant changes in the astral plane, but it's absolutely impossible for a storm to continue to intensify to this extent.

If the Tablet of Fate in the hands of the God of Discipline were one-fifth or one-sixth of its original size, Nemus believed there was still some possibility.

However, the fragment in the hands of the God of Discipline is most likely less than one-thirtieth of the complete Tablet of Fate.

It's unrealistic that under these circumstances, a celestial storm could be stirred up that could destroy most of the weak and low-level divine kingdoms.

Just as Nemus was searching for the reason, a gust of wind silently arose around Nemus.

Then the wind quickly grew and burst forth, sweeping across the entire area around Nemus.

On the other side, the God of Storms held a lump of mud the size of an egg in his hand, watching everything with indifferent eyes.

The winds swirl around the god of storms, and are in his hands.

Although the astral wind is actually a storm of ideas, a flow of information.

But wind is wind.

As the god of wind, the storm can precisely control and unleash its power, causing it to explode instantly.

Nems... Although Storm had never dealt with this person before, it didn't prevent him from cooperating with the God of Discipline to some extent at this time.

The God of Storms had previously appeared to be engaged in a power struggle with the God of Sun.

However, having fought the Sun God many times, he clearly understood one thing: conventional battles and the struggle for his own supremacy would never make him a match for the Sun God.

The other party's methods in this regard are truly astonishing.

Therefore, you should choose the softest persimmons.

Nems was naturally the easy target.

With the God of Discipline and the God of Bestowal cooperating, and several other powerful mid-level gods besieging them, the competition here seems extremely fierce. Even if others were to join in, it would be difficult for them to contend with these two powerful gods.

However, the God of Storms understood that he had only one true rival from beginning to end—the God of Gifts.

The confidence of the Storm God lies in the fact that the god who bestows it upon him will not be his opponent.

The sudden attack seemed to have succeeded, but Storm did not let his guard down.

He had intelligence about Nemus's special nature, so he would never assume that he would succeed just because he launched a surprise attack.

However, the next moment, the God of Storms was stunned; Nemus seemed to be really dead.

A peculiar power appeared within the astral winds.

Even the astral winds, capable of easily shattering Nemus's body, couldn't penetrate this force in the slightest.

The deflection force that Nemes had previously mastered was unleashed with ease.

"Nems...is he that weak?"

The fact that the storm cannot overcome the deflection force shows that the deflection force can be used to defend against the astral wind.

Storm had even prepared a second wave of attacks, intending to kill Nemus directly while Nemus was in 'cooldown' due to deflection.

Unexpectedly, Nems seemed caught off guard and was killed just like that? (End of Chapter)