Devil's Bible

Chapter 116 A Flower Rooted in Rot

Beneath the ruins, several lives are fading away.

No one was watching them; their lives seemed insignificant.

Only demons are watching this place.

'Kru' appeared in the outside world, its body seemingly becoming ethereal, and disappeared beneath the ruins.

Looking at the several people on the verge of death, Kru sighed.

"Without power, one's only value is to be subservient to others and thus suffer the consequences."

Since Nems has decided to make a big fuss and use Phos as a living advertisement, then that advertisement needs to be presented in a more glamorous light.

A living example of someone whose family was wiped out because of a fabricated agreement is of little use.

Kru chanted a spell in a low voice, and then Kru's main body in the church also connected to the grid and released a divine spell in sync.

Then the light of divine magic emanated from the demon Kru and fell upon the Phos family.

Their extraordinary power revitalized their gradually cooling bodies, and their bodies, which were not truly dead, began to move again.

The beating heart causes blood to circulate throughout the body once again.

Kru reached out and removed the logs that were pressing down on them.

Several people who had fabricated the agreement had also appeared. After respectfully addressing Kru as Bishop, they took Phas's family away.

In the past few days, the people who fabricated the agreement have completed a series of tasks, including establishing an organizational structure, basic operating rules, secret guidelines, and spreading their beliefs.

People like Booker, who originally roamed the bottom of society but were unwilling to remain there forever, would secretly make contact with them, grant them some demonic power, and then spread the doctrines of a fictional god.

The speed at which members develop depends on the speed at which demonic power is granted.

Currently, many victimized lesser demons have appeared in the abyss.

Fortunately, the imps are all selfish and harmful. Although they were swindled out of most of their savings, they did not spread rumors of new scams in the Abyss.

Instead, they were waiting. They were waiting for the other lesser demons to be deceived, and for them to lose their savings and return to the abyss, which would be the best time to hunt them down.

Some clever little devils even planned to cooperate with the fictitious agreement before they realized they were being harvested and sent back to the abyss.

They distribute desire contracts that belong to a fictional agreement; all they need to do is add a location function when activating the contract.

However, the agreement was rejected due to a fabricated scheme.

There are too many lesser demons in the abyss; there's no need to cooperate with them for such a lucrative cause.

Driven by these exorbitant profits, fictitious agreements are growing unchecked.

Although the manpower may not seem large, a solid foundation has already been laid.

With just one opportunity, the Fictional Agreement could quickly penetrate the Southern District and even expand from there to the Northern District. It is foreseeable that the Fictional Agreement will become even larger than the Floating World Association.

After all, compared to the Floating World Society, the Fictitious Agreement actually provides something.

Although the power is temporary, it is quick and effective, and it seems to have the potential to become even stronger in the future.

In this world, the best way to improve one's status is to gain power.

It is obvious that once those who wield power reach a certain level, even their race changes!

"My lord, everything has been arranged."

“The value of life comes from the outside in, and then from the inside out. The moment they are given value, they have the opportunity to wield power. What do you think?” Nemus asked, looking at the returning Kru.

This is clearly a response to what Krue had said to the Fass family earlier.

“The words of adults are always so philosophical.” Kru stretched out his hand, and the wooden bird hopped and flew to the back of his hand.

"Although I have mastered power, my life was bleak before. I had the basic power, but I didn't dare to use it until I met the adults. So my value was given to me by the adults."

“So you should also make the most of what you have and then truly master the power,” Nemus said with a smile. He understood Kru’s feelings of emotion, but he was not burdened by them.

“Right now, I understand one thing very clearly: only by following the Master can I gain greater power!” Kru also understood Nems’s will.

They were of the same kind, but in some things, he was ultimately inferior to Nemus.

Everyone has their own ambitions. Kru's ambitions were inspired by Nemus, and now Kru also deeply admires Nemus.

However, the purpose of life cannot always point to the same thing.

Nems could not expect his subordinates to remain loyal forever.

In Nems's view, they were all just people waiting on the shore.

When the tide comes in, some people will eventually leave.

They might even become enemies.

Poole was the same, as was Krugman; they were all like-minded people who were dissatisfied with their current lives and were waiting for a radical change.

Among this group, Nemus is currently powerful and dominant.

However, it's hard to say whether this advantage will last forever.

If one day Kru gets the chance to backstab Nemus and reach the top, Nemus will never doubt whether Kru will take that step.

Similarly, if Nems could achieve his ideal once-in-a-lifetime perfect wave simply by abandoning these subordinates, he would do the same.

"We have all come to realize the true nature of this world and seen its corrupt side."

"Our ideal is a flower rooted in decay."

Nemus chose the path of the demon after being betrayed, sacrificed, and cut off from everything.

A flower was born from a dream that was once golden but has now decayed.

Poole is a distorted and pathological individual who has been oppressed by life and has become a marginalized member of society.

Kru's influence comes from his innate bloodline.

They all stemmed from the fragmentation of life after normal life was shattered.

Solid yet broken.

At this point, Nems laughed.

Kru Kru laughed too.

He bowed respectfully to Nemes and then went to handle Nemes' official business.

It is precisely because of this shared understanding that everyone knows who will betray them that they are actually trusting each other at this moment.

They will definitely betray you if the opportunity arises.

Currently, they are outcasts in this society.

Nemes was a pioneer, their mentor, and their shelter on the shore.

Therefore, if the opportunity is not right, then the opposite of absolutely betraying is absolutely never betraying.

Because we are of the same kind, we understand each other's convictions; because we understand, we can be rational in our convictions.

Because of reason, I appreciate flowers of the same kind.

Watching Kru leave, Nemus stood by the window. The sky grew gloomy, and the wind began to blow more fiercely.

"It's a nice day."

Chapter 117 Someone Wants to See You

The chaotic fighting caused passersby to scream and scatter.

However, this is just a normal part of life in the South District.

Living in the South District means you can't live without gangs.

It's all too normal for gangs of all sizes to fight each other every day.

An elderly man with a withered and sallow body lay on the street, seemingly trying his best to avoid the chaos.

Especially after three trainee paladins appeared ahead, they became even more cautious in their evasion, barely daring to move.

As the paladin charged toward one of the men with an inverted pentagram on his chest, the old man quietly crawled toward a side alley.

After climbing for a while, the old man immediately used the sewage on the street to check his condition.

Especially the face and hands.

After confirming there were no flaws, the old man immediately got up and walked to the other side.

However, after walking a distance, the old man saw a person appear in front of him.

The man stood at the entrance of the alley, with a sword tucked into one side of his waist.

"Dual swords?" The moment the old man saw the other party, he immediately lowered his head in fear and then dared not move, squatting on the spot.

"Alright, stop pretending, White-tailed Fox," the dual swordsman said calmly, and with a wave of his hand, one of his swords was already drawn.

"They've finally found us." The old woman stood up. Upon hearing the words "white-tailed fox," she knew she had no way out.

Sure enough, when I turned around and looked at the other side of the alley, a tall and thin person with short arms appeared not far away.

The white-tailed fox stood up, wiped her face, and a lot of fine bits of stuff came off, restoring her originally sallow and thin face to its original white and tender state.

His hunched body, when straightened, gained a certain elegance.

His subordinates became involved in the Floating World Society, which led to his own escape, the 'imprisonment' of wanted criminals, and the exposure of his human medicine concoction.

In this situation, she had no choice but to abandon the power she had worked so hard to build and instead chose to disguise herself and escape.

"Brother, what do you want me to do?" The white-tailed fox took off his tattered clothes and rubbed his body with both hands.

The wrinkles that once covered the old man's body all fell off like mud spots.

"I'll do anything you want." Her seductive tone, coupled with her alluring body, was enough to arouse desire in anyone.

Body Technique: Bewitching Body!

Many people are greedy, wanting both a strong physical body on the life side and a flexible spirit on the soul side.

Therefore, some people combined meditation and breathing techniques.

He developed the Body Technique, which replaces meditation with breathing, combining the developed spirit and life to transform his own body.

However, these types of body-body techniques are very niche because their upper limit is limited. Often, the value will be restricted after reaching five or six points and it will be difficult to continue to increase.

"As expected, you are not simple." The dual swordsman was not charmed, but instead swung his swords, the sound of the blades ringing out crisply.

"Let's fight!" The dual swordsmen lightly tapped their feet and quickly charged towards the white-tailed fox.

At this moment, only the trembling of the sword remained in his mind.

"If you don't have enough talent, the only way to change is to go to the extreme." Nemus's words have become his current philosophy of swordsmanship.

"Treat the sword as everything!"

The blades trembled, and the two swords clashed in an instant.

In the limited space, the two swords seemed to occupy every available space.

The white-tailed fox could clearly sense the power attached to the sword.

"She's a bit weaker than me." The white-tailed fox is a genius; if she hadn't cultivated the Body Technique, she might have become a Steel Seed.

Unfortunately, all methods of spiritual practice are monopolized.

It is already fortunate to be able to obtain a method of cultivation.

At this moment, the white-tailed fox's stats are already eight, or even close to nine.

In a split second, she determined the direction of escape, nimbly leaped up, landed on the alley wall, and darted onto the roof of the alley.

The white-tailed fox was quite experienced in combat. She had no sense of shame when it came to safety, and she knew that if she couldn't get rid of these two pursuers of unknown origin, she probably wouldn't be able to escape either.

After leaping high into the air, he quickly kicked out, aiming for the swordsman's head.

Throughout this process, every move she made exuded natural charm, radiating an immense allure.

The two swordsmen squinted, their blades spinning as they rose.

The white-tailed fox might be able to smash its own head with that kick, but it would definitely cut off the other's leg as well.

The white-tailed fox couldn't accept this. She spread her arms out and placed them on either side of the alley, using this to quickly change her center of gravity, throwing herself into the air, abandoning her attack, and dodging the swordsman's strike.