Devil's Bible

Following this process, one's divine magic will soon be interfered with by illusions and then become ineffective. One's perception of the illusions will also be rapidly altered, making one truly believe that one is a criminal being judged, thus becoming trapped in the illusion and unable to escape.

At this point, Isabella realized that there was no way to change the situation, and that her remaining senses and perceptions were her last vestige of freedom.

Isabella closed her eyes, seemingly giving up the fight.

"The criminal Isabella violated church rules, stole church secrets, and interfered with the normal operation of the church. The following sentence is hereby imposed."

"Seale their senses, place them in the abyss of breath, and subject them to the torment of the eerie winds!"

The chains spun once more, heading straight for Isabella.

Isabella did not react, and the sacred fire no longer shone.

Just as the chains were about to touch her, Isabella opened her eyes, and a magic circle appeared on her body.

"Boom!"

Divine Art - Divine Intervention.

Everything before my eyes is being torn apart, and the illusion is shattered.

The real, half-collapsed church appeared before Isabella once again.

What was about to touch her was not chains, but thin black veins.

At that moment, these black lines quickly burned, transforming into clusters of sacred fire.

"Mixing genuine information with counterfeit information to interfere with judgment."

"You've taught me a lesson, teacher!"

Before despair, Isabella strengthened her resolve and discovered the flaw in the old priest's illusion.

The other party's illusions interfered with him too quickly, which did not fit the old pastor's characteristic of insufficient mental activity.

So Isabella realized that the reason the chains burned when they came into contact with the holy fire was not because the illusion had penetrated her mind and begun to hijack and interfere with her mind and divine magic.

Rather, it's because those chains weren't illusions, but rather black lines that were replaced with an additional layer of chain illusion.

The old pastor used this method to break down Isabella's psychological defenses.

"You're not bad either, Isabella. I fused the power of Judgment with the manipulation of illusions, and you immediately learned this spell fusion and transformed it into a divine spell fusion," the old priest's voice of praise rang out.

Divine Intervention can only defend against energy-based attacks, but Isabella had previously pretended to give up and withdrawn the divine structure of Holy Fire, attaching it to the unreleased Divine Intervention.

This allowed the divine intervention to resist the black line and ignite it into a divine fire.

"Take this, teacher!"

"I unleash my full power, a holy fire that erupts indiscriminately with the aim of mutual destruction!"

The next instant, pure white flames burst forth!

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Chapter 58 The Covered Shadow

At this moment, all of Isabella's spiritual power was poured into the sacred fire.

The raging sacred fire quickly spread outwards through the church floor, walls, tables, chairs, and a rope.

The massive energy fluctuations further disrupted the old priest's illusion manipulation.

His figure appeared not far away, also surrounded by that sacred fire. This kind of sacred fire, which covers a wide area, can no longer be protected by a simple breath of isolation.

"Since you still call me teacher, then I'll give you one last lesson." The old pastor did not panic despite being surrounded by flames; on the contrary, he remained calm.

"The most important thing for a spellcaster is not just knowing the spell and casting it, but connecting with it!"

The holy fire approached the old priest, but in the next instant, the old priest's body began to fluctuate, and then the holy fire that had touched him disappeared.

"The essence of magic is to use mental power to link with other powers and then transmit them."

"Pastors connect with God through spiritual power."

"Wizards use their mental power to connect with natural elements, demons, and so on."

"The sorcerer uses spiritual power to connect with calamities and suffering."

"Therefore, apart from the connection during spellcasting, the connection in daily life is more important, which is why you should not challenge a spellcaster to a duel."

"I've lived in Dorsal Fin Village for twenty years..."

"This is..." Isabella stared at the scene in disbelief, spitting out a mouthful of blood before fainting.

Whether out of admiration for Isabella or out of a need to protect himself, the old priest forcibly interrupted the massive holy fire. Although this caused Isabella to suffer a backlash, it also broke her suicidal attack, saving her life.

The old priest manipulated the black threads to wrap Isabella up, then closed his eyes slightly, and some of Isabella's recent memories surfaced.

He also read Nemes's message to Isabella.

“Nair…why bother?” The old priest turned around, and a large number of black lines wriggled and followed.

As he walked out of the church along with the black line, the church behind him, which had already collapsed halfway due to the big black line rushing out and was further burned by the holy fire, completely collapsed.

Standing before the ruins, the old pastor looked up at the sky.

That sun was about to rest.

A few rays of sunlight shone on the clouds in the sky.

The golden-orange clouds, echoing the remaining firelight on the ground, made everything seem as if it were in a sacred heaven.

"God, guide me!" Everything resonated with the old pastor's heart.

He overcame obstacles once again, taking another step closer to redeeming himself from his sins and entering God's Kingdom.

However, he then felt everything go black.

The light moved away from him, startling him from his self-indulgent reverie.

The old pastor looked at the shadow that enveloped him, and following the elongated shadow, he saw the owner of the shadow.

On a small hill in the direction the sun was setting, Nemes stood with his hands on the sacred sword that had been taken from him.

The afterglow fell on him, stretching his shadow long and large, just covering the old pastor.

Then, figures climbed up from the other side of the hillside, and Poole, Downs, Op, and the village guards stood on either side of Nems in various poses.

The shadows they cast together would cover everything.

“Nair and Op!” The old pastor murmured Naim’s name and identity, then looked at Op, who was standing next to Naim wiping away sweat with a handkerchief.

He thought that Naimus had killed Op and the others, but he never expected that Naimus had actually turned them against him.

Anger mixed with murderous intent began to spread along with the fluctuations in mental energy.

Those shadows that had enveloped him were instantly covered by illusions, and golden light enveloped the surroundings.

Perception-based spell: Illusion Manipulation: Ideal Heaven!

On the basis of the illusion, one then injects one's most steadfast belief into it, firmly believing that one's ideal heaven will surely be realized. In this way, the illusion is enhanced, and its realism is increased dramatically.

This view then completely enveloped Nemus and his group.

However, the old pastor did not conceal his figure as he had done before.

Because this ideal heaven is the place he is bound to reach, where he will surely atone for his sins and then reside.

Here, he doesn't need to hide his presence!

What awaited him were several arrows.

A large amount of light swirled in front of him, deflecting the arrows.

Behind the old pastor stood two angelic supplicants.

The light emanated from the two angelic supplicants.

However, Nems was naturally unaffected by such interference.

Before he was enveloped by the illusion, he could clearly see what this thing was.

“The old priest has become so fanatical that he’s gone mad.” Nemus jumped down the hillside, sword in hand, and charged forward, his assessment of the old priest’s condition becoming increasingly clear.

Behind Nems, Poole, Downs, and others also launched an attack, while the village defenders retreated.

Op, on the other hand, quickly began to cast his first spell.

Since the decision to betray has been made, then the matter must be taken to the extreme!

Regardless, the old pastor had to die as a sinner.

Opp already knew in his heart that things had escalated to such a great extent that he was deeply involved and there was virtually no way he could escape punishment.

Then there is only one way out for me.

That is to assist Nemus. As long as Nemus can successfully kill the old priest and then use this opportunity to get promoted and have a higher status in the church.

Only then could he continue to receive Nemes's protection, just as he had before when he was under the protection of the old pastor.

"So, die!"

Summoning spell: Feathered Serpent!

An invisible swarm of snakes fell from the sky.

These feathered serpents then quickly spread to various places.

The most important aspect of illusion spells is to use illusion to cover up the truth.

It is extremely demanding on the user's perception ability.

If the illusion being covered misses something, then the action of that thing will become a flaw in the illusion.

At this moment, Op summoned the Feather Serpent not just for its combat power, but to use its invisible existence to disrupt the illusion.

This is why Op chose the Feather Serpent. Op, who had fought the old priest before, knew the power of the old priest's illusions.

Although his preparations were still far from complete, he had indeed been preparing to rebel against the old pastor.

And after meeting Nems, he put all of that to use.

At the very front, Nemus had already clashed with those beams of light.

As Op continued preparing to cast the spell, he placed all his hopes on Nemus.

"Let me see, Nair, or the being now called Nair."

"Let me see if you have the ability you claim to have."

"Are you worthy of my deepest devotion, my true loyalty, even if it means I fall into the abyss?"

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Chapter 59 'Spatial Reconstruction'

Secret Sword: Raven Feather!

Nemes swung his sword, and at that moment the sword seemed to split open.

A large number of the gold threads that were close by were cut off in an instant.

It seemed as if fate was about to completely envelop a person, but it was quickly severed by Nemus's sword.

"Is this the newly emerged supreme swordsmanship?" The old priest looked at this scene with a hint of amazement in his eyes.

From Isabella's short-term memories, he knew that this sword technique was created by a very famous genius paladin in the last decade.

“But in the past seven or eight years, Nair has never left the village of the backfin, and his contact with the outside world has always been under my control. Where did he learn this sword technique?” The old priest was puzzled.

Despite having many guesses running through his mind, the old pastor did not stop.

He reached out and grasped at the sky, releasing his mental energy, causing the clouds in the distance to move rapidly.

From its original golden cloud shape, a large amount of energy rapidly emerged and converged.

Shaping Spell - Lightning Strike

The fierce thunder seemed like a divine punishment for the disrespectful, carrying with it all sorts of power.

As if sensing something, Nemus synchronized his sword and lightning.

The sword in his hand twisted, thus reaching its maximum speed—