Devil's Bible

Chapter 60 Villains! (Seeking monthly votes)
Poole did not hesitate because of the accidental injury to Towns. He swung his fist again and punched the part of the water flow that was obstructing it.

The fist seemed to travel several meters in an instant, yet it also appeared to be a normal swing.

He traversed the spatial distance reconstructed by the illusion and landed a punch in front of the old pastor.

"Boom!"

A collision sound rang out, and a barrier that seemed to isolate everything appeared, blocking Poole's punch.

Holy spell: Protective Barrier.

Compared to the Divine Art of Protection, the Protection Barrier limits the range of damage protection, thus providing strong protection against frontal physical attacks.

Most of the power was absorbed by the barrier during this process, and there was even a backlash. Fortunately, Poole had the tough skin property, so this backlash could not harm him.

"Then, have you truly seen yourself?" Nemus stood in the seawater, which was just above his knees, but it did not significantly hinder his movements.

As the breath flows, the blade changes accordingly.

There were no specific moves; it was just a basic sword swing.

When the blade struck the barrier, the force was transmitted to its maximum, and the spell was cut through.

Spells that protect against physical attacks will inevitably be disrupted by physical attacks.

Therefore, as long as we target it properly, the protective barrier is nothing more than a matter of one strike.

Accompanying Nemus's next sword strike were his calm yet penetrating words.

"When you fight Isabella, your figure will be hidden in the illusions you use."

"But in this heavenly illusion, you stubbornly place your own form within it."

"But in this illusory realm full of spatial distortions, your presence within it feels more like self-deception."

"you……"

Do you truly believe from the bottom of your heart that you can go to heaven?

As the blades clashed, the prayer angel who had been behind the old priest appeared in front of him, its sword blocking the blow for him.

However, with the power of Nemus's blade, a wave of energy appeared on this 'prayer angel'.

Its image, covered in black lines, then appeared, but quickly returned to its angelic form.

"Jacques?" Although the black lines completely enveloped him, Nemus knew the other party's true identity with just one sword strike.

The force changed slightly, but the swordsmanship remained unchanged.

This swordsmanship, much like the lines on a palm, is full of personal information and is easily recognizable to a swordsmanship master like Nemus.

"This kind of cover-up is as ridiculous as your self-deception."

Faced with Nemes's barrage of words, the old pastor chose to remain silent.

Because he himself knew that he was burying his head in the sand, but once he admitted it, it would be like tearing off his last fig leaf.

"You watched my fight with Isabella, didn't you?" So the old priest chose to attack instead of defending, seizing the information revealed in Nemus's words.

"You deliberately left Isabella alone in the church so that she could be a test subject."

"In order to obtain more information about me."

"You are neither a saint nor a righteous person."

"At this moment, I can smell your disgusting ambition."

"You are one hundred percent evil!!"

"Hmm, you could be even more aggressive." Nems was momentarily speechless upon hearing the old priest's words.

You've already attacked the meaning of the other person's existence, and all they say in return is call you a little rascal.

However, Nemus understood the reason for the old pastor's attack.

What he needed was not to break Naim's defenses, but to give himself some excuses to strengthen his beliefs. This is also a kind of sophistry, which Naim is equally adept at.

When others point out your problems, don't try to solve them; instead, focus on pointing out their mistakes.

This was the case for the old pastor, who could not resolve his own problems or answer his own wishful thinking about atonement, so he brought up Nemes's problem.

If Nemes is an evil person, then Nemes' accusations are invalid.

One who fights against evil is righteous and without fault.

Often, people are like diodes, seeing things in either/or.

They cannot accept imperfect victims, nor can they accept problematic champions of justice.

Unable to be realistic, their minds are filled with opposing views.

The old pastor was in the same boat; his life was full of holes.

From a fearless priest who was willing to sacrifice himself to save others, to a bishop who could tolerate minor mistakes.

From the researcher with blood on his hands to his current state of repentance and desire for atonement.

His life was a complex process.

Because of this complex and flawed life, one can only rely on opposing viewpoints to forcibly sustain it at this moment.

Just like in a collapsed house, the last two beams crossed and braced against each other.

Having realized this, Nemes knew that this mindset was the old pastor's biggest weakness.

Once his mentality collapses, no matter how strong he is, he will enter a state of self-destruction under such circumstances.

"In the name of God, I hereby pronounce judgment upon you!" The old priest opened his eyes and stretched his beard, while another prayer angel, 'Isabella', had already cast the divine spell, Discipline.

The God of Discipline's spells are mostly of the Holy type, and his own divine system does not have many Discipline-based spells or divine spells.

The discipline of precepts is at its core.

Its versatility is very high. It can be used on oneself to accumulate power through discipline, or it can be used on enemies to restrict them.

For example, at this moment, Nemus felt that he was restricted in some way, and his range of movement was limited to about ten steps.

Within a certain time, you can only move ten steps. After taking ten steps, you will be restricted to the spot and unable to move.

"Hmm? The price is that the caster himself can't move, right?" Nemus looked at the old priest and quickly came to the answer.

When a discipline spell is cast on an enemy, the restrictions imposed on them will also come at a cost to the caster.

These costs are generally strongly correlated.

Anyone with some knowledge of this can quickly guess it.

Restricting movement is also a common use of Discipline spells.

However, the old priest was very cunning. He did not cast the Discipline spell himself, but instead cast it through Isabella, so the cost of the spell would naturally be borne by Isabella.

Thinking of this, Nemes smiled and stood still, using only his sword to fight against Jacques's continuous sword attacks.

The old priest used the blood vessels of the hive beast in conjunction with illusion magic to forcibly control Jacques and Isabella as his accomplices.

But I am not alone.

With the barrier breached, Poole charged forward once more, preparing to launch an attack.

At the same time, some dark aura had already begun to float around.

Several ominous magic circles appeared around Towns, who had been knocked away earlier.

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