Devil's Bible

The so-called Holy Son is not a real individual.

The son of a saint is merely an heir; he may inherit some of the saint's bloodline abilities, but he can never be called a saint.

Take the Dartmanley family, for example. They possess the bloodline of saints. The bones of those among them who have awakened their bloodline can be called holy bones, but those who have awakened their bloodline can never be called saints.

Originally, Nems simply thought that this so-called Holy Son was just another way of addressing the Holy One.

He had always believed that the old pastor's goal was to become a golden seed, or even a saint, by studying the Holy Blood.

No holy son appeared throughout the entire process. The research data on the holy blood that Op obtained only indicated that the old priest was researching a potion that could activate a person's saintly nature and transform them into a saint.

The term "Son of God" seemed to have no presence from beginning to end, existing only in the old priest's desperate wails.

Taking advantage of the opportunity presented by the back fin mountain, Nemus immediately noticed some problems.

At the same time, the alchemy I had learned over the years also came in handy.

"The upper part is like the lower part, and the lower part is like the upper part; the ultimate principle of alchemy lies in transformation."

“Saints cannot be created by humans, because one must first be qualified before God can bestow divine power to transform them.”

"Therefore, the best way to create a saint using holy blood is not to do it all at once."

"Instead, they are creating this so-called 'holy son'."

There seems to be a question of sequence involved here.

“After a long period of enlightenment, a person’s soul is elevated and purified, thus acquiring the qualifications of a saint. This is the first step.”

"The gods perceive and bestow divine power, and life is transformed accordingly, eventually leading to sainthood. This is the later stage."

"But no matter what, there must be a connection between the qualifications of a saint and divine power."

"According to the alchemical theory of 'the lower is above,' the existence of divine power can have the effect of creating an environment and 'the upper.'"

"Just like how clergy are more likely to come from families of clergy."

"Therefore, the key to the Holy Son Project lies in—nurturing him from a young age!"

Nems understood immediately.

The old pastor's holy potion was not meant for himself, but for the 'holy son'.

The so-called "holy child" is most likely an individual who, from the embryonic stage, is constantly influenced by the holy blood environment.

Because they were born into that kind of environment, their souls are very likely to transform into the state of a saint in order to adapt.

The Dartmenley family's experiment of feeding children the flesh and blood of the Holy Blood was most likely a simplified version.

The true Holy Son Project likely involves children being immersed in the Holy Blood from a young age.

The final holy child will, in theory, become a potential saint.

Their souls are inherently pure, which theoretically makes them more likely to attain enlightenment. And once enlightened, even without divine power, they are essentially half a saint.

This is the true nature of the Holy Son Project.

The experiments in Qiquan City were basically wiped out.

So the old pastor later went to Mount Dovefin, wanting to continue his experiments, to see if he could create another Holy Son?

Instinctively, Nems seemed to grasp something.

The revelation of the Holy Law was about to begin, but soon Nemus sensed the intervention of another force. In the end, Nemus's revelation did not reveal any useful images.

"There's a mastermind behind this!" Nemus's fleeting inspiration was extinguished, but he became excited.

Now, Baiwei Town doesn't seem so boring anymore.

Previously, aside from Rhine's mysterious presence and the so-called demon warlock, Nemus, relying on the existence of Angel A, could basically sweep through Tailwind Town with ease.

As long as the golden seed isn't brought out, no matter how much trouble arises, Nemus can basically cover for it.

All he needs are the resources to advance to the Golden Seed level and the ability to maintain order, thus preparing him for future entry into the core of the church.

As for the Dartmenley family, they're practically nothing more than half a dead insect.

If they hadn't struggled, they might have been able to hold on for decades or even centuries. But now, all their struggles to obtain the Golden Seed are only accelerating the demise of their family.

For the past six months, the Dartmenley family has wanted to break the unspoken rules and take down Nemes, but they have had some reservations.

It's like someone who's burned their bridges but is still reluctant to give up the last bit of money.

Of course, from the perspective of the Dartmenley family members, they were thinking about the future.

After capturing Nems, they will need some time to realize their goals and cultivate the golden seed.

Their current behavior is a way of not completely crossing the line, leaving a way out for the future, and adding a touch of dignity to the family.

According to Angel A, she's already filming, and her face isn't even blurred, yet she expects a little bit of censorship or a band-aid to protect her innocence, which is laughable.

Therefore, one can actually judge the state of the Dartmenley family from this awkward and hesitant attitude.

Perhaps it contains something or a secret technique passed down from the bloodline of a saint.

The patriarch, Dartmenley, may have some kind of ulterior motive.

But that's all.

From the occurrence and disclosure of the bloodline experiment to its failure, the Dartmenley family was essentially sentenced to death.

The individual whose bloodline experiment was only partially successful—'Nair'—is nothing more than an illusion created by Nemus using divine discipline and holy nails.

"From this perspective, it's indeed possible that the old pastor's failed experiment could be successfully replicated on me." Nemus possesses divinity, which is his absolute advantage.

"So if necessary, I need to get my hands on that 'holy child' that the old pastor created on his own."

"The old pastor arrived at the dorsal fin village twenty years ago. From restarting the experiment and preparing materials to actually starting the experiment, it will probably take several years."

"So, that holy son is most likely only in his teens?"

"I am not aware of the secrets of the Holy Son Project; I only understand the inside story now through a little perception."

"But not in Qiquan City, so the Holy Son that the old pastor hid on Mount Beiyu was taken away?"

"Or are you still staying on the dorsal fin mountain for some other reason?"

After all, this time, what we grasped in terms of the course of history was Mount Dorsal Fin.

With that thought in mind, Nems immediately contacted Op in secret.

For the past six months, Aupu has been managing his whale product business, and he himself is at a crucial juncture in his promotion to the steel industry.

Upon hearing Nems's summons, he immediately chose to go to Nems's house outside the church.

Naims inquired about some details regarding Op's mining of whale skin on the back fin mountain.

They quickly concluded that the mines on the back fin mountain were originally mined by the old pastor.

It now seems highly likely that the old pastor had a secret laboratory somewhere on the back fin mountain.

"This also explains why Gotthard, the golden seed, led the team here at that time."

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"Gotthard is capable of finding the 'Holy Child' hidden in the Backfin Mountain. Regardless of whether he has been moved or not, we should probably send someone to check him out."

“But this person absolutely cannot be me.” Nems immediately thought of the best scapegoat—the Dartmenley family.

The biggest mistake that led Dartmanley to where he is today was actually following the old pastor's example.

The old pastor himself made many mistakes, and even in his old age, he only created a self-immolating version of the saint mode.

Following behind the old pastor, the Dartmenley family, who used a simplified version of bloodline experiments, would be a miracle if they could achieve the Golden Seed status through this method.

However, Dartmanley themselves did not think so. They still held onto their pride in being of saintly blood, believing that as long as they used some means to activate the essence of sainthood, the golden seed would be easily obtained.

If they obtain the remaining experimental information from the old pastor.

Then, by giving them a push and putting some pressure on them, they will most likely go to the back fin mountain to investigate.

All he had to do was sit back and reap the benefits.

With a single thought, Nems had already made the arrangements.

The purpose of establishing a faction is precisely so that these people can work for them, right?

The current fictitious agreement is actually divided into two parts: internal and external.

The internal situation is basically completely concealed, making it difficult for outsiders to know.

Externally, the group is led by Fas, with various other strange and monstrous figures joining in.

Among outsiders, apart from Phos, very few people have actually witnessed the true fictional agreement.

Most of them were unaware of the existence within, believing that above Phos there was only an alchemist named Becky and a cult leader.

"Currently speaking, it's already quite good that we've developed to this extent in just six months, thanks to the Berserk accessories. We've also been collecting Faith for two hundred years."

"With the conflict eliminating most of the mixed quality of external elements, we can now consider ourselves a decent organization." Nemus opened the Book of Time, gazing at the currently meaningless words within.

Meanwhile, the outside world is already showing signs of a violent storm.

A few raindrops hit the ground directly.

There are hardly any people around at this moment.

This is a unique cloud and rain phenomenon on the back of whales—floating whales also have a certain preference for it. They will swim around a rain cloud of suitable size and touch it with their tail or head, thus creating this situation where there is 'dense fog' everywhere and heavy rain is pouring down.

In this situation, an ordinary person would likely be knocked unconscious by the rain if they went outside.

Some houses that are not fully repaired will also collapse as a result, and the people inside will hardly survive.

Fortunately, in this situation, one can usually go to nearby church outposts or other fortified institutions to avoid the rain that lasts for half a day to a day.

But even now, some people are still braving the heavy rain to get going.

After drinking a glass of wine and feeling his body warm up, Darth Ruved let out a breath.

"Damn Dartmenley, can't you just live your own life? Why do you have to cause trouble?" As a businessman and a partner in the Old Bones Tavern, Dartmenley wasn't supposed to deliver goods himself.

However, in the past six months, there have been occasional problems with deliveries to the northern district.

The thought of that guy whose name differed from his by only one syllable made Das grind his teeth in hatred.

The Dartmenley family, through their paladins Daros and others in the church, used the guise of patrolling the northern district to crack down hard on these things.

And they always tried to make a big deal out of it, but fortunately Nemes improved the smuggling delivery process to some extent.

The checkpoints along the trade routes solved, to some extent, the problem of delivering goods from the industrial parks outside the city to the city center, but the delivery within the city…

Das took a deep breath, then gestured for the people behind him to follow, and re-entered the cloud and rain.

Previously, transportation within the city mainly involved evading key points of church oversight by transporting ordinary goods to trade with the nobles of the northern district.

However, after Nemus arrived, the Paladins' welfare and treatment improved, and through a combination of kindness and coercion, several key Paladin interest groups came to trust Nemus.

Some of the paladins who were originally quite rigid and rule-abiding were even willing to cover for this.

When the greater good is combined with self-interest, even the most rigid people understand that this is the best option, which is why they are willing to provide convenience.

Smuggling has even become, to some extent, a business for the government.

If it weren't for the interference of the Dartmenley people, they wouldn't even have needed to go out in such terrible weather as the rain and clouds.

Transactions can be completed by the transport of goods from ordinary caravans.

"I can't let Mr. Niall down!" Das was in the rain at that moment, with extremely low visibility.

As a hidden wizard, only his mental power could find the right path under these circumstances.

Back in the Old Bones Tavern, as a member of Dong Luo and Dong He, he did nothing wrong. In fact, it was because of him that they had an excuse to resolve Naim's verbal challenge.

However, under those circumstances, he managed to acquire nominal ownership of the Old Bones Tavern.

This matter was indeed taboo.

Despite being a centenarian, Dong Luo still possesses a certain breadth of vision.

However, Donghyuk, a young steel-type priest in his forties, possesses a certain 'arrogance'.

He considered the day he was subdued by Nemes a disgrace.

However, since he is currently cooperating with Nemus, he can't cause trouble for Nemus, so Dass becomes his 'scapegoat'.

Fortunately, Nemes intervened and said that smuggling needed a qualified businessman to run it.