Devil's Bible

Devil's Bible

Author: Xu Ming

Summary:

Summary:

There is no female protagonist, the story is dark, boss-like, and the protagonist is not human.

Original western fantasy background in another world.

"Why, why could you break the contract?!!"

Facing the questions of the unwilling ones, the devil made a contract.

The contract was magnified, and he could see clearly the 'paper' that made up the contract.

Those were extremely thin silk threads, woven in a special pattern to form words that carried information.

[Supplementary Clause 1: ….]

[Supplementary Clause 2: ….]

[Final Supplementary Clause: The final right of interpretation of this contract belongs to the demon Nims.]

Nims, who traveled to another world and became a demon, waited for the perfect wave that would come once in a lifetime. Then, having obtained part of the divine power of the commandments, he gradually stole the throne and wrote his own Bible.

Chapter 1 The Demon of Discipline

Azure Sky Whale City, Backfin Village.

Inside the basement of a house that stands out from the crowd.

The flickering candlelight cast shifting shadows on the wall.

A burly middle-aged man with a stubble beard and long, curly brown hair was kneeling before the shrine, his head bowed as if he had just reported something and was waiting for a response from the being within the shrine.

"You mean, you can't do it?" A voice so calm it sent shivers down one's spine came from within, and the cloth covering the shrine was suddenly pulled back, revealing the demon statue inside.

It was a very standard demon statue, with curved and coiled horns, a ferocious and terrifying face, vertical pupils that conveyed both seduction and fear, a jet-black body covered with small scales, claws with long and sharp nails, a thick yet flexible tail, and hooves similar to those of a goat.

However, Niel knew that the so-called demon statue was just a common perception, and that its true appearance could change at will, and that it did not have a real body in the material world.

"Yes, yes, I can't do it!" he said, his voice trembling slightly, but growing more resolute with each word: "I can't bring myself to kill an innocent old man for my own purposes!"

"In that case, what difference is there between me and those people I hate?!"

"The old pastor was a good man. He worked diligently for so many years. I couldn't bring myself to kill him!"

“I won’t do that, so…” Niel stood up, his slightly trembling body regaining its composure, and asked, “Can the contract be broken, and I return to where I came from?”

"So, you've had a change of heart and are planning to be a good person now?" The devil's tone remained calm and indifferent in the face of Nair's betrayal.

No, the other party is trying to dismantle the bridge before even crossing the river themselves.

"Nair, you're the kind of person who'll never amount to anything."

"They clearly have a goal they absolutely must achieve, but they are hesitant and timid."

"Clearly he made a pact with the devil, yet he was still worried about the so-called other good people."

"I knew you couldn't be a good person, but I never imagined you couldn't even be a bad one!"

Accompanied by the demon's disdainful words, a slightly strange piece of paper emerged from the shrine, its text faintly emitting a dark hue.

[Term 1: The demon 'Nemus' (excerpt from his real name, verified) will provide Niall Dartmenley with a complete method for stealing faith, guaranteeing the method's authenticity and informing him of its proper use. He will also guarantee that when used correctly, there will be no side effects, or that any side effects will not harm Niall.]

[Article Two: Nair must take control of the church in the Backfin Village as soon as possible and allocate 70% of the stolen faith to Naims.]

[Clause Three: Nemus shall not persecute Nemus in any way, by implication or by conduct, or expose Nemus and the contract he signed.]

[Clause Four: Nair shall not disclose Naim's existence in any way, by implication, or by conduct.]

[Clause Five: This contract shall be dissolved seven years after its establishment, or if the total amount of faith stolen by Nair reaches one thousand years①, and neither party shall subsequently disclose this contract in any way, by implication, or by action.]

At this moment, Clause Two is trembling slightly, clearly indicating that the contract is on the verge of being violated.

Suddenly, Nair pulled a short sword from his robes. The sword was engraved with runes made of silver.

His body sprang up instantly, and the runic short sword in his hand almost turned into a white light, about to shatter the demon contract.

As the resident paladin of the village of Backfin, Niel has some knowledge of demons. When he discovered the demon statue and made a pact with it, he was prepared to break the pact and betray the village.

The runic dagger is inscribed with holy script in holy silver, capable of directly destroying demonic power and invalidating demonic contracts!

The next moment, several snake-like ropes appeared in the basement and bound Nair tightly.

His dagger, flying towards the contract, was only a hand's breadth away, but that distance became an insurmountable chasm.

The ropes twisted, binding Niall tightly, the immense force stretching him into a starfish shape, suspending him in mid-air.

The dim light of the demon contract illuminated the image, and a dark figure slowly emerged from the demon statue.

"Even though he has been reduced to a paladin guarding a small village, he still clings to a kindness that could drown him."

"They deliberately disguise themselves as fierce and barbaric, shutting out the kindness of others."

"He acts rashly and is self-righteous, naively believing that he can definitely do things perfectly without considering what would happen if he failed."

"Just like now, they think they have the means to break the contract, but they forget that breaking the contract is what demons are best at."

"How could I not prepare for this?"

Niall wanted to say something, but his mouth was bound with rope, and he couldn't utter a word.

"I don't want to hear your clichés. You'd better just hand over your body obediently." As soon as he finished speaking, the second clause of the Demon Contract emerged from the contract and covered the surface of Nair's body.

The dark figure then transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards Nair's body.

"The abyss of hell is too desolate. I finally managed to come to this material plane. You don't want the chance to steal faith and change the underlying nature? Then let me do it myself!"

Niel struggled fiercely, howling, but with the help of the power of the contract, the shadow seemed to enter Niel's mind with ease, as if there were no obstacles at all.

All Nair heard in the end was the voice of the demon Nemus.

"I will help you with whatever you want to accomplish, and with all your regrets."

"Although the method may no longer align with your foolish kindness."

"No... I haven't completed my redemption yet, I haven't..."

"This demon, this demon was released by me, I can't..." Niel's desperate soul began to wail, but he was powerless against the demon.

Everything that Nair owned was quickly taken over and replaced by Naimus under the power of the contract.

The ropes binding his body were loosened with a soft rustling sound at that moment, and then he curled up like a docile pet.

As the night passed quietly, the sound of whales calling from the outside world rang out. Nair... no, Naimus opened his eyes, feeling the long-lost sensation of his body.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then disappeared.

His gaze shifted slightly and landed on the ground, where the shrine and the demon statue immediately began to burn.

The green flames illuminated the dark basement after the candles went out, and the shrine and demon statues melted rapidly as they burned.

The shadow of Nemes cast on the wall did not change with the flames; it became solid and real.

With eyes closed and mind at rest, some information circulated within:

[New identity acquired, rules updated]

[Identity 1: Nemus, the Alien Demon]

[Details of the Precepts]

[Main Commandment: Keep the oath - strictly abide by the contents of the contract and do not violate the established contract]

[Discipline Feedback: The effectiveness of the contract is enhanced, and its power can be channeled into the artifact, granting it extraordinary power.]

[Instrument: Rope of Oath (Autonomous Action; Enhanced Binding; Increased Speed)]

[Main Law: None]

[Identity 2: Paladin Nair]

[Details of the Precepts]

Main precept: None

[Main Law: None]

[The original owner's innate secondary rule: Daily practice - swordsmanship must be practiced once a day]

[Discipline Feedback: Swordsmanship Enhancement; (When selected as the main discipline—gain one hour of swordsmanship inspiration after completing daily practice.)]

This was Nemus's greatest gain during his fall into the abyss: he successfully obtained a portion of the divine essence from the God of Discipline. Therefore, as long as he abided by the disciplines he had acquired through his actions, he could gain power from them.

The main precepts can be strengthened.

Each identity grants a master ring and a master law.

Precepts and rules are broadly categorized as passive and active.

Passively following precepts and refraining from doing anything is called a precept.

Precepts that are actively practiced and followed according to certain rules are called rules.

This power is also the reason why he deliberately infiltrated the material plane, a region shrouded in the faith of the God of Discipline.

"It feels like a long time coming." Nemus walked out of the basement, looked at the rising sun outside the window, and sighed.

Then, Nemus composed himself, and his movements and demeanor became identical to those of the previous Neel. At this moment, even from the perspective of his soul, he was still Neel.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

(A unit of faith, representing the amount of faith generated by an ordinary believer praying to a shrine daily for a year.)

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Chapter 2 Forgiveness

Downs, hunched over, stood outside the door, clutching the hem of his burlap coat, anxiously awaiting the homeowner's response to his plea.

Although only a few seconds had passed since the knocking, Towns already felt like he was about to suffocate.

The door opened the next moment, and Downs shuddered. He felt all his strength drain away, his mind went blank, and only his instinct kept him standing still.

"What's the matter?" Nems looked at the other person, a typical villager from a small town, with a strong smell of wool and sheep on him, most likely a shepherd who herded sheep for a landlord.

His words were like a spring breeze, flowing into Towns' body and infusing him with vitality.

"Ah." Upon hearing the Paladin's words, Downs trembled again, then realized what he meant and stammered, "Paladin, I'm Downs, the shepherd, my sheep are lost..."

Downs then blurted out everything he knew: "There are claw marks on the sheepfold, and a huge hole in it. I discovered that one sheep is missing. Last night, the village guards also heard screams. Lord Opp suspects it's a demon, so he sent me to invite you. He will punish me!"

"My lord paladin, please capture that demon and save me!"

“I see. Then lead the way.” Nemus said with a smile, “Don’t be nervous. Since it’s the work of a demon, the loss of the sheep is not your fault. I will plead for you.”

Nemes immediately saw through Towns's current panic.

The village of Dorsal Fin is not very large, with a permanent population of only about one hundred households.

Most of the villagers work for Mr. Op.

The sheep that Towns raised were also the property of Op. In this case, if the sheep were lost, it would be a dereliction of duty on Towns' part. He could very well lose his job and be punished, thus becoming a prospective village keeper.

With Naim's comfort, Towns felt much more at ease.

Nemes found Nair's knight's sword in the house, took it with him, and then set off with Downs.

"Lord Nair is truly like a ray of holy light, warming people's hearts..." Downs thought to himself, "Why did those people spread such bad things about Lord Nair before?! They were so wicked!"

Resentful, Downs led the way and soon arrived at the sheepfold on the edge of the village, where he met the village chief, Op.

The village chief, Op, was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a robe that was not quite suitable for the rough stone roads in the village, and his slightly fat face was covered with sweat.

“Mr. Nair, you look great today.” Op looked at 'Nair,' whose appearance hadn’t changed much, but whose demeanor had been completely transformed. He wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, his expression shifting. Instead of discussing the sheep pen, he started exchanging pleasantries with Naim.

"It's just that I've been blessed by the God of Discipline and have come to understand some things," Nemus said with a smile, quite naturally.

"Ah, the glory of the God of Discipline is eternal." Upon hearing this, Op couldn't help but chant the glory of the god, and then his gaze fell on Downs, who was bowing his head to the side.

“Don’t blame the young man too much. God teaches us to be strict with ourselves but to forgive others.” Seemingly noticing Op’s gaze, Nemus offered this words of comfort.