Devil's Bible

Daros is a steel species.

He only managed to raise his stats to seven or eight points by using the berserk accessory of the fictional protocol, and he also gained some special powers because of the berserk overlay mode.

In this situation, why would the other party want to cooperate with him?

He was simply blinded by the power of the fabricated agreement.

They just thought they were qualified to cooperate.

Now it seems I'm nothing more than a discarded pawn?

Blood splattered, sword blades sliced ​​through bodies, and the screams of his subordinates, accompanied by the slowing sound of wind and rain, reached his ears.

Perhaps the storms haven't lessened; they've just entered my life in a different form.

"This is Paladin Daros. I have discovered a supernatural conflict near 19th Street in the North District."

"Suspected double-cross by a special group!" Daros's calm and 'correct' voice entered the Grid's communication system.

As a paladin of the Iron race, Daros possesses a special item that allows him to temporarily communicate with the grid and transmit information.

Now, messages in such communications can serve as one form of 'evidence'.

Next, as long as the enemy resists and enough people die, then this matter will be big enough.

The incident was so serious that it alarmed the city of Qiquan and necessitated an investigation.

Even if the investigation eventually reveals that Nemus did not cooperate with the fictitious agreement.

At that time, the manipulation of smuggling was also exposed.

At that time, Nemus could no longer serve as a Grand Knight.

Without the power of a Grand Knight, he was nothing more than an ordinary Steel Being.

Using his body, which has already awakened the essence of a saint, as an ingredient for the Golden Medicine would definitely bring new hope to the Dartmenley family.

Our family will absolutely become great again!!!

As Daros's thoughts flowed, the 27 points of the steel type were fully utilized.

As you step on the bricks and stones on the ground, spiderweb-like pits appear.

Braving the wind and rain, he slashed directly at the Cleaners leader with his sword.

Flesh and Blood Berserk Spell: Flesh and Blood Deformity Defense!

A large amount of blood was spilled, but this sword did not take the life of the Scavenger leader.

His body rapidly swelled, and the small wound was quickly covered and filled with various deformed pieces of flesh.

At this moment, the leader of the Scavengers looked like an upright bitter gourd, his whole body covered with various muscle tumors.

This was his trump card: during his research on berserk accessories, he discovered a distorted spell created by the combined operation of restless mental energy and flesh-based magic.

"Very good, that's it!" Daros smiled, not annoyed by the enemy's resistance, but rather delighted.

The more the Scavenger leader resisted, the more pronounced the marks left by the rampage accessories became on his body.

The greater the connection to a fictitious agreement, the bigger the commotion will become.

Das, on the other side, also noticed this, and in a flash, he knew what had happened.

But now it seems too late to escape; there's no way to take the scattered goods with them immediately.

"Then let's fight them! For Lord Nair!"

This thought suddenly popped into my head.

He was surprised by his own thought.

He was just an ordinary businessman who only believed in value and profit.

Drifting along in this world, because the family has long since declined, although it still has a surname, it no longer holds the title of noble.

He has been in business since childhood and has changed his allegiance to different people many times.

Since it's all about profit, naturally people will pledge allegiance to whoever can provide them with a stable business environment.

Previously, he had been reprimanded by Dong-hyuk because of the tavern incident, but was protected by Nems. He thought he had simply switched sides again.

This time, however, he had no intention of running away because of the risks; all he had was the thought of being loyal to Nemus.

"It's as if I've been brainwashed without even realizing it," Das thought with a smile.

"But... if this recognition of talent is a form of brainwashing, then I'm willing to accept it!" Das took a deep breath, his mental energy bursting forth as he squeezed his mental strength to speed up the spellcasting.

Although they had only known each other for six months, and although Nems hadn't taken much care of him, many things were revealed in the details.

Just like when Nemes made his move, neither Dong Luo nor Dong He was willing to step forward, so he had no choice but to take the blame upon himself.

However, Nemus was different; he could see his own abilities and was able to back him up because of them.

Although they didn't spend much time together in the past six months, he knew from various details that Naims trusted him as a talented individual.

"Returns and risks are relative. When the risks are too high, giving up the potential returns of a business is an option."

"But when the potential returns are high enough, I'm willing to take any risk for them!"

At this moment, Dass entered a special state.

Chapter 148 is my question to you.

The merchant's principles, his own beliefs, and his gratitude and loyalty to Nemes were all integrated into his spiritual power at this moment.

Although their mental energy was being squeezed, it was flowing like water, fluctuating with Das.

Wave-type spell - Impact Drill.

Drive the media to make rapid impact with high-frequency mental energy.

At that moment, the rain surged forward, transforming into a column of white water that shot straight out.

Daros sidestepped and raised his sword, parrying diagonally. The water jet pierced through the sword and landed on it before grazing his body and disappearing.

He turned his body and swung his sword, and his eyes immediately noticed a nick in his blade.

He immediately realized that if this spell hit his eyes or other vital areas, even if he was made of steel, he would only face certain death.

The amplitude of spell values ​​is still too high.

Before Daros could think it through, the scavenger leader had already rushed up to him.

The limp, gritty arm was already reaching for Daros.

"It's good to join forces." Daros's face beamed with even more joy.

If they've joined forces, then the connection between the tavern smuggling organization and the fictitious agreement is even deeper.

He glanced to the other side out of the corner of his eye and saw that among the few people left in the tavern, morale had already begun to crumble.

One of them has already run away.

The others turned their attention to the goods scattered on the ground.

Some people wanted to gather the goods and take them elsewhere, while others wanted to take some for themselves.

"As expected, a rabble." Daros made no attempt to hide his contempt for these people.

If these people could unite, they might be able to take most of the goods, but given their current lack of coordination, it's virtually impossible for them to be taken away.

With a flick of the blade, an arm was severed and flew to the side.

“I think you have no idea of ​​the difference between the Steel Seed and the Black Stone Seed!” Daros said softly.

He wasn't talking to the Scavenger leader or Das; he was simply indulging in his own sense of superiority.

The battles between superhumans are simply battles of numbers!

If the Scavenger Leader doesn't mutate, his stats are just a fraction of Daros's.

"Your mutated flesh and blood are nothing but air before me!" As the words fell, a flash of sword light appeared.

In just a moment, the Scavenger leader had more than a dozen bloody marks on his body.

The numerical superiority represents the superiority of strength, speed, reaction time, and defense.

Under all-around suppression, that pile of exaggerated, deformed chunks of flesh was nothing more than chunks of flesh.

The scattered bodies lay strewn across the ground, and the sword energy swirled, forming a current that blew away the blood and filth.

Daros, whose face was spotless, slightly turned his gaze toward Das, who was preparing a spell, and the killing intent in his eyes once again became almost tangible.

Oppression of will.

The basic ability of the Steel-type is that, after committing murder, the killing intent guides it to materialize into a form of oppression, which can interfere with the spellcaster's spellcasting to a certain extent.

If Das's mind hadn't been in a special state at that moment, this spell might have failed.

However, now, all preparations are complete!

Wave-type spell - Sweeping Tide!

A ripple spread from Das's feet.

Then, the accumulated rainwater from the clouds and rain began to ripple in an instant, creating waves.

Daros narrowed his eyes slightly, preparing himself.

Although one may despise these lowly beings, one should still show some respect for the spellcaster's magic.

However, the next moment, only one stream of water rushed towards Daros, while the majority flowed backward, sweeping up the cargo.

Then, following the direction of certain water flows, it drifts towards a corner.

What was originally a small gap in the shape of a whale's tail was now getting bigger and bigger.

When the rain stops, the whale's tail will swing slightly faster due to the large amount of rainwater washing it away!

"Not good!" Daros immediately realized the problem, and his actions were even faster than his changed expression.

Dass didn't actually want to retaliate; instead, he focused on the key point—the goods.

If all the cargo can be fed into the crevice, the whale's tail will cause it to be crushed into pieces by the crevice and fall into a deeper crevice.

In that situation, even the church would find it difficult to conduct excavation.

With this evidence destroyed, Daros's claims are now baseless, and the likelihood of the matter being suppressed has increased significantly.

"Stop!" The killing intent in Daros's eyes was almost tangible. He leaped across the distance and arrived in front of Daros, his sword already in hand.

Then the blade trembled slightly and stopped right next to Das's head.

The blade sliced ​​through hair and cut through skin, causing a splatter of blood.

But it eventually stopped.

Because the goods had already fallen into the crevice, it was too late for him to rush over and retrieve them.

And this paused sword strike is actually conveying a message.

If you use magic to control the water flow and send the goods back, then you will still have a chance to survive.

Daros believed that the other spellcaster's thought process was fast enough to understand what he was trying to convey.

However, the next moment, Daros saw Das's eyes.

There was no confusion in those eyes, only absolute and unwavering conviction.

Even if we kill him, we will destroy the goods. The Dartmenley family's plan will not succeed!

This clash of wills aroused Daros's anger.

He slightly withdrew the sword in his hand, and then suddenly increased the force, about to slice off Das's head.

Boom!

The blade stopped in front of Das.

However, what brought danger was nothing compared to the hand that gripped the blade and the person who slowly emerged from behind Das.

"Nair!!" Daros exerted force with both hands, but the knight's sword remained motionless. Upon seeing the man, Daros roared.

"Sir Daros, what are you doing?"

"Why kill without cause?" Nems' voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely oppressive.