The Aberrant Demon's nearly three hundred nurical value was utilized, while the various traits of the Oath Rope now manifested on Nais.
Most traits of the Petitioning Angel were also invoked, and its paired Divine Magic could be directly employed.
Considering the Holy Bone's capacity for bearing power, these forces did not conflict under the coordination of the [Self-Agreent], with their oppressive pressure reduced to the absolute minimum.
A nurical value of three hundred could perfectly execute Nais' sword techniques.
"Let give you a relatively dignified finale."
Secret Sword·Rising with the Wind!
Nais' personal sword style depicted imagery of flying birds.
From swallows and ravens to larks, he continuously sought more avian inspirations.
Ultimately, Nais chose the Kunpeng, because this world had the most fitting physical embodint—the Floating Whale.
"In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its na called Kun."
"It transforms into a bird, its na called Peng."
Thus, this sword technique was nad Rising with the Wind.
So had once wondered why other techniques contained nas of bird species, but this particular one did not.
Nais never offered an explanation.
Although those nas seed quite peculiar to local people, the Nais of that ti still held onto certain personal convictions.
Therefore, when naming things he created, he could be sowhat willful.
Of course, the Nais of that era was entirely willful, which explained the existence of that uniquely unconventional supplental ritual.
The old priest had no specific techniques, or rather, his current existence represented the variation of his ultimate technique.
The sword seed to rge with the wind, yet also appeared to traverse through it. The blade's exquisite beauty captivated all who witnessed it, imrsing them in a sensation of ascending power.
The blade edge swept across the body, then passed through it, yet its power didn't dissipate but rather rged with the wind. After silently traveling several ters, a white line appeared.
Chaotic power fluctuations erupted, stirring vast expanses of seawater into rippling waves. Distant hillsides and forests were instantly severed in the blink of an eye.
The majestic sword energy flew out for over a hundred ters before gradually coming to a stop.
Transforming from sword energy into wind, it toppled several trees before the remaining forest swayed continuously, leaves rustling with soft shushing sounds.
The Divine Magic of the sacred sword in Nais' hand dissipated.
The [Self-Agreent] subsequently deactivated.
Nais' power rapidly diminished, though it stabilized when the nurical value reached twenty.
A certain number filled his body, and Nais' identity as 'Nael' officially advanced from Black Stone grade to Steel Seed.
"Truly beautiful sword technique." The old priest raised his hand—the sacred power attacks he released all transford into 'wind' the mont they touched the sword.
The holy power didn't significantly affect Nais, who now possessed top-tier sacred attributes, but was instead harnessed and transford by him.
The old priest's body began scattering like paper shreds from the cut sections, drifting away in the air.
The remaining body sections saw their brilliant light rapidly fade, revealing a demon-like form beneath.
"Indeed, life ends in failure after all." He could no longer shed tears of regret, only sighing with these final words.
He had exhausted everything he possessed, yet unfortunately still failed to take Nais with him in the end.
"Nael, will you forgive ?" In his final words, the old priest—resembling a charred evil spirit from the Abyss—asked Nais.
Unable to distinguish who Nais truly was, he simply treated him as Nael.
"No, you should die carrying your guilt." Nael spoke coldly.
The rciless words shattered the old priest's final question. Facing this response, the old priest's lips twitched slightly—whether in laughter or tears remained unclear—before he perished completely.
After uttering these words, Nais imdiately sensed the commandnt's vibration.
[Commandnt unstable, please monitor speech and behavior...]
Nais could clearly detect that identity 2 Nael's [Primary Commandnt: forgiveness] was currently experiencing partial disintegration.
"Although it's a law rather than a prohibition, completely acting contrary to it still causes commandnt instability."
"If it were a prohibition, it would likely have completely collapsed by now." Nais gained new understanding about the Divine Spark's commandnt capabilities.
At this mont, the traits he had acquired through the forgiveness commandnt underwent certain reductions.
The most noticeable was the (Life Bonus) brought by Tangs.
This trait completely vanished without trace.
"Because this trait wasn't obtained after faith enhancent?" Nais could deduce that his forgiveness commandnt had evolved once after implanting the Divine Nails and coming into contact with faith.
"However..." Nais could then sense that his body's vitality underwent so brief transformation the mont the commandnt trait disintegrated.
Though Tangs' life bonus was minimal—after all, Tangs was just an ordinary person at that ti, making the bonus trait essentially insignificant—so the change brought by the collapse vanished in an instant.
By the ti Nais tried to investigate, no traces remained whatsoever.
Thoughtful, Nais made note of this observation.
He then surveyed the surroundings that resembled a disaster zone subjected to repeated bombardnts.
Seawater summoned by Op was everywhere, with nurous severed and toppled trees in the distance.
The hillside, having been cut through and soaked by seawater, had triggered small-scale mudslides and collapses.
Most importantly, within the seawater were the weakly squirming Nest Beast blood vessels and the two individuals entangled within them.
Jacques and Isabella.
Op was collecting the Nest Beast blood vessels, which would significantly assist his modifications to the Nest Beast on his own body.
Nais now stepped past Isabella and approached Jacques' side.
"Stop pretending. Did you think just because the old priest helped suppress your ntal fluctuations, I wouldn't notice you're awake?" Nais cut through the blood vessels, and Jacques inside opened his eyes upon hearing Nais' words, weakly climbing to his feet.
"Even at the final mont, the old priest played this card against ." Nais looked at Jacques with a sigh.
Uncertain of guaranteed victory, the old priest had released Jacques from illusion control, allowing him to witness Nais' final extraordinary display.
With a witness present, the church's investigation into Nais would proceed completely differently, potentially uncovering problems.
"Fortunately, I kept a backup plan and bluffed Jacques." Nais hadn't actually detected Jacques' ntal fluctuations—since the old priest had arranged for Jacques to awaken, he must have had contingency asures and helped suppress Jacques' ntal fluctuations.
"Spare Isabella. Her spirit is damaged and she cannot comprehend what's happening externally. You also need a credible witness—she's your best option." Jacques knew that regardless of circumstances, discovery ant no possibility of rcy for himself. Now he could only secure Isabella's future.
Jacques' emotions beca complex—the old priest was a sinner, Nais was clearly involved with demons. Rembering the old priest's request conveyed through illusions, his various emotions settled into numbness.
In the end, it couldn't be accomplished.
In the end, everything was lost.
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