Demon Bible

Chapter 131: Type II

Isabella searched quickly and soon noticed that the seemingly harmless girl emitted an aura similar to a "Berserk Accessory."

Her emotions were deeply concealed, as if supported by some unseen pillar.

This object acted as a medium, drawing in the Desires of those around her and triggering the mutation known as Desire Demonization.

"What is this thing?" Isabella stared at the condensed mass of Desire. The power fluctuations within it were incredibly similar to those of a Demon, yet there were absolutely no Spatial Fluctuations indicating a summoning.

'Does this mean this thing is considered an Artificial Demon?' Isabella's mind quickly drew a comparison to a similar entity: the Watchman.

The core nature of a Watchman was also that of an Artificial Demon. Bound by a Covenant, a Watchman was essentially treated as a Demon.

The earliest Watchmen used demon blood as their source of power. However, the technology at the time was immature, and the risk of losing control was far too great. Constant conflicts arose, which eventually led to the shift toward using Deep Well Water.

Even so, it remained a failed design. Generally, only small towns and villages with sparse populations would use this technique to create enforcers restricted to a single village.

Yet, this current Artificial Demon, using the so-called "Berserk Accessory" as its core and Desire as its power and physical vessel, had reached a level of perfection that far surpassed the Watchman system.

'As expected, there is a massive problem with the Construct Protocol. The force behind it is definitely not as simple as a minor Religious Order skimming for profit,' Isabella thought, then decisively chose to strike.No matter what, she could not allow such a vile Incident to take place right in front of her, nor could she let that Demon fully take shape.

"Brother Morkania, you just want to possess my body too, don't you?" Xiaobi's voice rang out, causing the boy who was standing protectively in front of her, confronting those Wild Beast-like men, to stiffen entirely.

"Stop!" Isabella's voice echoed out, followed immediately by the Spells she unleashed.

Unfortunately, her intervention seemed to be just a step too late.

The arrival of her magic created a looming threat, which instead provoked the condensed mass of Desire.

The originally ethereal Desire, completely invisible to ordinary people, solidified into a tangible form visible to the naked eye. Then, tracing the target and medium of the Desire, it converged directly onto Xiaobi's body.

The next moment, a tender pink arm pierced straight through Morkania's body, followed by countless more arms sprouting from Xiaobi's flesh.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaobi transformed into a grotesque Monster.

The entire body of this Monster was composed of tender pink arms.

Viewed individually, each arm looked like an unopened lotus bud, purely white with a delicate touch of pink.

If just one such arm were placed in front of someone, their first instinct would not be to see it as a human limb, but rather to admire it as a fine work of art.

But when a massive cluster of these arms overlapped and intertwined to form a giant, sea-urchin-like Monster, an absurd sense of terror instantly welled up in everyone's hearts.

"Grab it!!" However, the surrounding men who had encircled them earlier suddenly erupted into roaring shouts.

Their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at the pink limbs. Those closest even lunged forward, tightly grabbing onto one of the arms.

With a violent yank, the arm was actually torn right off.

The following moment, Mental Power was forcefully injected into the surrounding air.

Edict Spell: Deterrence!

The air vibrated as if emitting a piercing shriek. Every single person in motion immediately grimaced, clutching their heads as they collapsed to the ground.

Isabella simultaneously connected to the Grid to send a distress signal to the nearby Outpost, then continued focusing her mind to prepare her next spell.

In the next instant, Isabella's pupils trembled violently.

It was because that massive cluster of pink arms detached themselves in a flash. They began crawling across the ground, rapidly swarming toward her position.

The sensation was like watching a dense ball of dozens of venomous snakes suddenly scatter, all slithering their bodies directly toward you—a scene pulled straight from a nightmare. That absurd, eerie feeling left even Isabella with her Scalp Tingling.

The Attribute Value of this Artificial Demon might not even match a standard Lesser Demon, sitting at roughly six to eight.

But its level of eeriness far exceeded that of any conventional Lesser Demon.

The writhing arms splashed up the filthy mud from the ground.

Amidst the flying mess of delicate pink and nauseating brown, one arm had already reached Isabella.

The arm bent back, then launched itself into the air, clawing straight for her.

However, a split second later, a subtle ripple swept past, followed by the brilliant flare of pure white flames.

Divine Spell: Holy Fire!

This particular Divine Spell had currently become the spell Isabella was most proficient in casting.

After experiencing her life-and-death battle with the Old Priest, her understanding of Divine Arts had ascended to a whole new level.

Furthermore, perhaps because she had previously gone all out to cast the Holy Fire, her innate affinity for these flames had inexplicably increased.

Therefore...

Surging white flames blossomed outward, instantly incinerating the approaching arms into nothing but ash.

Faced with this display of Holy Fire, the remaining arms instantly recoiled in fear. They rapidly retreated, converging toward an open clearing.

A little girl appeared there, staring at Isabella in sheer terror before letting out an ear-piercing shriek: "Ahhhhh!"

"Why? Why must you stop me!" Xiaobi roared, her voice laced with both fury and dread.

"When I was being abused by my father, coveted by this so-called neighbor brother, and preyed upon by all these men, where were you?! Why is it that the moment I finally start getting my revenge, you show up to stop me?!"

Even before her father had died, Xiaobi had already suffered horrible abuse. Driven to utter despair, she had sought help from the Construct Protocol.

Thus, she had implanted the "Rampage Augment II," a brand-new model newly developed by the Construct Protocol.

The recipient could not immediately awaken their Mental Power, but through the augment, they could undergo repeated minor rampages, effectively using these outbursts to replace Meditation practice.

As long as their spirit was resilient enough, they could rapidly develop their Mental Power Attribute Value through these continuous rampages.

This meant that while their Mental Power remained restless, that daily volatility was contained entirely within the augment itself.

It formed a duality of explosive calm.

But it was not enough!

Although she had grasped power, she was still just a little girl. She could not immediately take revenge against these people who looked at her as nothing more than a piece of meat.

And so, she chose to sink into darkness and embrace the Demons, obtaining Demonic Infusion factors from them.

Today's riot was the exact opportunity she had been waiting for all this time.

To absorb everyone's Desires, initiate the Transformation of her flesh, and become an Artificial Demon.

Once that happened, she would only need to devour the flesh, blood, and souls of all these people to evolve into a true Demon.

Wielding genuine demonic power, she would be completely capable of lurking in the South District and slaughtering even more of these disgusting humans.

Yet, she was interrupted right at the most critical step!