The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Likewise, Theresa hugged the four-leaf clover tightly, tears streaming down her face as she cried and prayed to God.

Perhaps the gods heard Theresa's prayers, but the one who responded was not the goddess of light who granted every wish, nor the goddess of fertility who could heal all things, but the goddess of judgment who placed the two of them in a cold blizzard.

Theresa and Clover embraced each other in the snowstorm.

However, the Holy Maiden of Judgment, Xuelian, who created all this, just stood there quietly, her eyes fixed on the sword in her hand. No one knew what she was thinking, perhaps not even she herself.

Perhaps, if the goddess really intervenes in this matter, she will most likely become the opposite of the goddess of judgment.

After all, even within the church, there are four different camps, each with its own unique beliefs and ideas.

So what kind of mysterious power has the goddess blessed me with?

The person opposite was actually able to happily accept the blessing of the Goddess of Judgment, but she had nothing.

Snap! Sizzle!

Black Hand was still trying its best to cut off the sharp ice blades that kept attacking it. It was obvious that it was extremely eager to survive.

"Then why can't you live on for others? It's clearly trying so hard to survive, but you're just staring blankly at this moment, child."

Who is speaking? The source of this voice seems to come from the deepest part of my heart.

child......?

The only one who calls her that is Clover!

Four-leaf clover...?!

!!!

Theresa was shocked to find that the four-leaf clover in her arms was tightly wrapped in the inky black mucus, and the mucus was gradually spreading throughout its body.

You know, Black Hand only performs such horrific actions when devouring living creatures.

No...don't! Listen! Let her go! The black hand is trying to eat the four-leaf clover!

Theresa helplessly used her hands to scrape the slime off Clover's body, trying to stop it from happening. Her entire body was pierced with ice spikes, making it impossible for her to exert any strength at all.

The Black Hand now is no longer the Black Hand that obeyed Theresa's orders. When its master is weak, it can act according to its own wishes.

A powerful life force surged into Theresa's body.

At the same time, all of Clover's thoughts and memories flooded back to her, allowing her to clearly sense the other person's inner world.

"Don't blame it. I can sense that it wants to live, just like me."

Clover's voice echoed in Theresa's ears, as if she had witnessed her final decision.

"When a person dies, their mind goes blank. Time feels a bit rushed, and this is all I can remember. Live on for both of us, okay?"

She also wanted to say a lot, but in the current situation, speaking for one more second would distract Theresa and make it more dangerous.

Clover's body is not only filled with filthy debris, but also with red powder that she drinks every day to maintain her vitality.

If all this red powder comes from the eyeballs, then Clover's body is like a huge experience bag.

But what she didn't know was that Theresa had only swallowed an eyeball, and her reaction was so strong.

The burns on her face caused her great suffering and the excruciating pain distorted her face.

Xuelian in the distance seemed to have finally come to her senses. She slowly moved her feet and walked towards Theresa step by step.

When her eyes met the flames burning on Theresa's face, she was stunned again. This was the few times she had fallen into this dazed state today.

"Wait, is that... Rongyan?"

As the Holy Maiden of Judgment, she could naturally identify what this flame was.

It's more than just acquaintance. In their past cooperation, that was the fire used by the Church of Hellfire to punish criminals.

What does a madman like most?

Madmen love to wear that ugly, wanton expression, as if it were their proudest mask. If you don't let them make that expression, it would be more painful than killing them, and would make them struggle and resist madly.

Melting face, sinful words, blessing, filth.

What is the situation with this girl?

Xuelian felt her head buzzing, her heart filled with confusion and bewilderment. She felt a slight headache, so she placed the cold air from her hand on her forehead, trying to calm herself down.

Among these four, the one that should least appear is undoubtedly the Goddess’s Blessing.

These dazzling golden eyes and the strange sight of dyeing the surroundings with golden light can be seen at a glance as a powerful ability bestowed by the Goddess of Light.

You know, the collective name of all churches is the Church of Light.

"Does your judgment necessarily mean it's correct?"

The doubtful and unwilling words of the girl suffering from the hemorrhagic disease were like the ringing of a bell, lingering in her mind for a long time, unable to be shaken off. She could not calm down and fell into deep entanglement and contemplation.

She had encountered this situation once before, and it was an unforgettable experience.

That time, she went against the will of the Goddess of Judgment and resolutely let the prisoner go.

That was a prisoner whose crime she believed did not deserve the death penalty, but her actions caused her to suffer from inner torment and external pressure.

Now, she has a crucial question to ask.

It was so hot, her face was so hot! The burning sensation seemed to be swallowing her up.

I want to tear my face apart!

Theresa felt as if her brain was about to explode. She could clearly feel a scorching heat source flowing freely in her body, passing through every nerve and every blood vessel.

The heat source was like a mad beast, rampaging around, causing her extreme pain and nearly collapsing.

The black hand summoned from outside was stained with red lines and became extremely violent and ferocious, as if it had lost its mind.

He began to wave his arms wildly, smashing everything around him with endless strength and anger, causing the snow to fly.

Theresa knelt beside him, her expression full of pain and struggle.

She clenched her fists tightly and kept hitting her cheeks, as if trying to relieve the pain and pressure in her heart in this way.

This did not make her feel better, but instead made her eyes even redder.

A powerful force gushed out of her body, filling every corner of her body.

The originally pure white at the roots of the hair was gradually replaced by dark black, spreading silently but unwaveringly until it covered most of the hair.

Wow——!

The flames that were already burning on his face seemed to sense some changes and suddenly became more intense.

The flames mercilessly wrapped around Theresa tightly, as if to devour her completely.

On the other side, Xuelian's Eye of Judgment keenly noticed this change.

The way this flame burned was completely beyond her comprehension. Could this be the divine punishment inflicted on her by the Goddess of Fire herself?

She's like this, even if I ignore her.

They will also be burned alive.