Devil's Bible

It was clearly visible that its body compressed for a moment, then rapidly expanded, and then exploded.

A large amount of flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a head flew high into the air, breaking out of the energy substance and flying into the distance. A large number of black blood vessels intertwined, like a pair of wings, supporting the head as it glided into the distance.

Clearly, Dahei chose to sacrifice the pawn to save the king under these circumstances.

At this moment, Isabella couldn't help but cough, her body went limp and she collapsed to the ground, then quickly vomited.

This is one of the side effects of excessive mental energy consumption.

Nemus watched the head fly away but did not choose to chase it. The flesh and blood that fell to the ground were not completely dead at this moment.

However, without the control of the brain, these things are reduced to mere instincts.

Under the control of the black blood vessels, some pieces of flesh and blood launched attacks on everything around them, and they could even see themselves fighting each other.

Most of the flesh and blood gradually died within seconds, and upon closer inspection, other characteristics could be observed on the flesh and blood.

Some have become lignified, some have hardened like stone, and others are as soft and loose as soil.

This is the effect of all things conforming, which can effectively reconstruct the basic structure of things that are being swept along.

If Big Black were to self-destruct at 1 a.m., or if Isabella's spell were to last longer, Big Black would probably turn into wood or stone.

"Are you alright?" Nemes helped Isabella up.

After vomiting and feeling nauseous, Isabella felt slightly better and recovered somewhat.

"It's alright, I just need to use divine magic to rest before I can recover my fighting strength." After regaining consciousness, Isabella quickly exchanged information with Nemus.

Regarding the old pastor's possible bloodline experiments, and his past relationship with Dartment.

"So that's how it is. The Dartmentley family's bloodline experiment was a follow-up to the old priest's experiment?" Only now did Nemus realize why the old priest had said that he owed Nemus certain things.

This only highlights the contradictions within the old pastor.

He may indeed feel guilty towards Neil and want to repent.

On the other hand, however, he continued to push forward with his own experiments, coldly observing all the problems that arose because of these things.

This self-contradictory situation is generally referred to as—madness.

“In that case, Jacques is probably in danger,” Nemes then confirmed.

"The old pastor isn't at the church; he's most likely with Oppein."

"As things are revealed, no one can predict what the old pastor will do, but the most likely outcome is that he will force the experiment to succeed." Nemes wasn't too surprised that Jacques hadn't left.

He still had some understanding of people's hearts.

Jacques wasn't the type to slink away so easily.

Nems didn't expect that Jacques would go to the Aupu caravan.

Compared to the church without the old pastor, the caravan area was the real danger zone.

The old pastor has gone mad; judging from the current situation, his lifelong obsession lies in that bloodline experiment.

By slightly adopting the old pastor's perspective, Nemes was able to glean his general idea: the experiment had to succeed no matter what.

Only in this way will everything not have been in vain.

Only then could he truly atone for his sins.

"It is precisely because of this mentality that he will use all his strength to complete the experiment when it is about to be exposed."

"Op's cooperation with the old pastor was most likely coerced."

“The old pastor usually struggles with various emotions, and I guess Opp is also outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant.”

"At this point, we actually helped the old pastor make up his mind."

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Chapter 43 (The plot is getting exciting, come and see!!)

“It’s done!” Jacques covered the goods on the wagon, having already inscribed the sacred inscription on them.

It wasn't particularly conspicuous, but it wasn't exactly remote either. As long as the checkpoint at the city gate was up to standard, it would definitely be discovered.

“You shouldn’t be here.” A voice startled Jacques awake.

Turning around, Jacques saw the old pastor.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Jacques' quick wit was forced out at this moment.

“It’s you.” Jacques quickly pretended to relax, then said unwillingly, “Nair must have been involved in the whale skin mine incident. I must find out about his violations.”

That's why we came to the caravan to check things out.

"Old pastor, please pretend you didn't see me. I'll leave after I'm done with my checkup," Jacques pleaded, his tone and demeanor just as he had before the old pastor.

He needed to conceal his past contact with Isabella and pretend that he was unaware of the old pastor's information.

He used this to deceive the old pastor and lower his guard.

“You are a good boy,” the old pastor said with a gentle smile. “Although you can be impulsive at times, that’s just because you haven’t experienced enough.”

"If you can experience more, then you will become a qualified paladin."

“I…” Jacques was about to say something when he was interrupted by the old pastor.

"I'm sorry, Jacques."

“Everything is happening as if it were God’s will, and everything is going in a way that I didn’t want,” the old pastor said, when suddenly he heard a loud noise coming from afar.

With his keen senses, he quickly determined that the sound was coming from the church.

"It seems someone discovered my failed attempt under the church."

"Is it Nair? Or Isabella?" The old pastor was not alarmed; instead, he felt a sense of relief and ease.

His attitude toward experiments has always been very contradictory.

He has lost too much because of the experiment since the failure back then.

He couldn't let go of it, feeling that he should repent and atone for his sins.

However, he felt that he shouldn't let the matter end in failure, otherwise his sins would not be fully atonement.

So he unconsciously restarted the experiment.

Reason told him he should stop the experiment, stop it all, yet everything else seemed to be working in his favor.

When he truly saw the experiment's success in the making, and all the necessary elements for the experiment came together, he could no longer contain himself.

At this moment, his last escape route was cut off, leaving him with no choice but to waver, and his heart finally settled down.

The old pastor was met with Jacques' sword.

The moment he swung his sword, Jacques used all his strength.

He unlocked the power of the sacred bones and the family's secret path to sainthood.

He swung his sword with all his might directly at the old priest.

The sword struck the old priest, blood splattered, and the old priest was reduced to two pieces.

However, Jacques's expression changed drastically.

"It doesn't feel right!" Jacques had participated in hunting and killed animals with his sword, so he knew what it felt like for a blade to cut into flesh and bone.

Sure enough, the surrounding environment instantly became dark.

Just as Jacques was on guard, a beam of light, seemingly from nowhere, shone down and enveloped him.

He was like the protagonist of a stage play, now the center of the world.

Jacques had no idea what the old pastor was up to or what had happened, but he could only stand guard with his sword in hand.

Then I saw another light appear in the distance.

The person shrouded in light was very familiar; it was none other than 'Nair,' whom he hated.

At that time, Neil was still very young, about the same age as he is now, just coming of age.

He was running down a corridor.

Clad in armor and wielding a sword, he cleaved open the door at the end of the corridor and rushed into a courtyard where some servants were carrying things.

“That’s…Datmenley’s villa?” Jacques immediately recognized where Nell was. It was a mansion next to Datmenley’s, where many family servants lived and were responsible for the meals of the elite family members.

Because many expensive medicines are used, and because there is a fear that the family elites might be poisoned, this place is generally not open to outsiders.

Then he saw Nair grab a servant, his eyes red, and ask, 'Where is it?'

Having found the answer with his sword, Nair rushed into a certain place, wildly swinging his sword, forcing the guards outside to move aside, and then pushed open the door.

The moment he saw what was inside, Niall seemed to lose all his strength, collapsing onto the threshold, staring intently at the contents, and then began to retch violently.

Jacques had a very bad feeling. He stepped forward, getting closer to the place, looking inside with a mixture of fear and irresistible urges.

Then he saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The room was large, with more than a dozen shelves, each with a person hanging on it.

These people were covered in tubes, some from which blood was flowing, and others from which food or medicine was being administered.

Their bodies were emaciated, covered with many scars, missing limbs, and blood could still be seen in the mutilated areas, covered with dense knife marks.

Jacques could even imagine how their flesh was being removed piece by piece.

"Ugh~" Jacques couldn't help but gag, and his whole body trembled.

What drove him even more mad was that on those dozen or so shelves were identification badges for these people.

He saw his parents' names among them.

The two figures, barely recognizable as human, on the shelf bearing his parents' names, had been watching him ever since he entered.

How can I describe those two pairs of eyes?

For a moment, Jacques felt dizzy and disoriented.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

He always believed that his parents died while fighting against evil.

But I never imagined they would survive until now, in such a pathetic state!

"Aaaaaaah!!!" Jacques roared angrily.

He was angry at his own ignorance, and also angry at how the Dartmenley family had treated him and his parents.

It was also anger towards Neil.

Why didn't Neil discover this back then? Why didn't he make a big fuss about it? Why didn't he let the Church wipe out the Dartmenley family? Why didn't he kill him back then?!

What has he been doing all these years?

It's laughable that they take pride in the Dartmenley family and fight time and time again for the sake of their so-called family.

I feel like a clown who has been fooled and is now trying to make others laugh.

Everything was designed to drive him mad.

At that very moment, the supports on those shelves snapped.

Those inhuman beings crawled toward him, intending to kill him.

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Chapter 44 Confession

Beside him, the previously devastated Nair stood up, sword in hand, and swung it at Jacques.

Jacques, driven to despair and madness, had no intention of resisting at this point.

What right do experimental subjects, built upon the sacrifice of their loved ones, have to live in this world?

However, at this moment, Nair swung his sword directly at the non-human beings who had crawled over, sending them to their release.

“Don’t you despise me?” Nair shouted at Jacques.

"Even I have the courage to get up again and report it to the church."