The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Dragon's blood?

Are there really such creatures as dragons in this world?

But she is not stupid. How could she watch the villain use dragon blood to replenish his energy peacefully?

Absolutely not!

Theresa took a deep breath, then threw the divine light stick in her hand with all her strength.

The long stick shining with light drew an arc in the air, like an extremely sharp spear.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Sitian simply smiled faintly. He said self-deprecatingly, "We're all losers. Don't you think this is ridiculous? The only way we've gotten to where we are today is by relying on material possessions."

After saying this, he paused for a moment, but quickly adjusted his mood.

If others ultimately fail because they rely on external things, then doesn't my current success also mean that I have gained recognition through my own strength?

Steyan stared at the long stick that was flying towards him. Even though he only had one arm left, he reached out and grabbed it without hesitation, trying to hold it firmly in his hand.

Just when he was about to touch the long stick, the stick suddenly split apart and tightly grasped his only remaining arm.

Theresa flashed and appeared in front of Stien, holding a sharp blade shining with bright light in her hand, and chopped down at Stien's head without mercy.

loser?

Relying on material possessions?

I haven't even started doing anything yet, and you've easily denied everything!

Just as the extremely sharp blade of light was about to pierce Steian's temple, he felt as if his right hand was being tightly grasped by a powerful force.

Theresa glanced sideways hurriedly, and saw a small and exquisite black snake quietly appearing at some point and swallowing the bottle of blood.

"Black Hand!"

At least interrupt him before Stian's arm takes shape!

It's a pity that it's all too late.

Before the black hand could reach out, it was suddenly bitten by a huge object shaped like a dragon's head.

"Sorry, you're too late."

As Steyan finished his words, a brand new arm miraculously grew from his broken arm, and this arm had a hideous dragon head on it.

The black hand is about to loosen up...

Theresa watched in disbelief as Black Hand's body was bitten off, and what appeared in front of Theresa was a huge dragon head that was about to spit fire.

"boom--!"

Raging flames gushed out of the dragon's mouth, sweeping straight towards Theresa.

The intense heat from the blazing flames against her face instantly gave Theresa a bad feeling.

Fortunately, time seemed to stop at this moment.

Taking advantage of this brief pause, Theresa pulled her body back with all her might, trying to create distance between herself and the dragon's head.

Despite this, the extremely hot flames still pounced on her mercilessly.

In the blink of an eye, Theresa's light shield was like a fragile candy, and the fierce flames burned several small holes.

The left arm transformed into a dragon head howled to the sky, and then sent a chilling roar straight towards Theresa.

It opened its bloody mouth and ruthlessly swallowed the glowing divine light stick wrapped around Steyan's hand.

"We are all on the same path. Since we have chosen to pursue power, we should not reject it."

After saying that, Steyan slowly reached his hand into the dragon head's mouth, which was covered with scales and fangs.

After a heart-wrenching groping, he finally pulled out a bloody bone sword. The blood on the sword slowly dripped, splashing tiny blood flowers on the ground.

But unfortunately, Theresa just glanced at it indifferently and then looked away, turning all her attention to the black hand that was being reborn beside her.

"Black Hand, what's wrong with you? How could you be bitten off by the dragon head in such a miserable way?"

Don't do it again! Just assume you were careless this time. If you do it again, your cake will be gone!

The magic wand was swallowed in one gulp. Although it could no longer be controlled at will, a subtle connection between them could still be felt.

I guess this magic wand must be hidden somewhere in the other person's body.

Steyan moved with one hand, dragging the bone sword in his hand, leaving deep footprints with each step, and rushed straight towards Theresa.

As the bone sword continued to drag forward on the snow, it left a long trail on the snow.

When Steyan rushed close enough to Theresa, he suddenly burst out with amazing strength and raised the bone sword in his hand high.

"boom--!"

Theresa didn't flinch. She gripped the blade of light tightly in her hand and faced the oncoming attack with a tenacious will.

The collision of the two powerful forces triggered a violent airflow.

The airflow was so strong that Theresa was smoked so hard that she could hardly open her eyes.

Because...this bone is poisonous!

Black Hand seized the opportunity and suddenly produced a pitch-black sickle, slashing fiercely at the dragon's head.

"Oh? I see. So this wasn't your doing, nor your manipulation. Hmm... But if you two are trying to make the sum of your parts greater than the sum of your parts, I personally think the possibility of that is slim to none."

The corners of Steyan's mouth rose slightly, and at the same time, he quickly swung his hand back, and the bone sword was pulled out in an instant. He used his dragon head-shaped arm to tightly clamp the ink-black sickle in the opponent's hand.

The surface of the black hand began to slowly wriggle, twist and deform as if it had life, gradually becoming hard and rough, with sharp thorns suddenly emerging from its surface.

With a "whoosh", the countless extremely sharp thorns pierced the dragon head from the inside.

The boiling hot blood flowed down the black tentacles and dripped onto the pure white snow.

Then the black thorns on the surface of the black hand suddenly grew and intertwined wildly, like a death net composed of black sharp blades, carrying endless murderous intent, as if wanting to poke the dragon head directly into a sieve.

"Are you being kind and helping me secure my position?"

A blazing flame gushed out from the arm and quickly spread along the black tentacles like a fire dragon to where Theresa was.

Steyan suddenly exerted force and began to swing his arms wildly.

"no?"

At this moment, Theresa was driven by a powerful force.

The raging flames quickly wrapped around Theresa's body like a poisonous snake, and the scorching flames engulfed her completely.

Theresa cut off the black hand with a blade of light and flung herself away along with the flames all over her body.

The black hand, blazing with flames, slowly slid down from where Theresa had been.

Although he had just had close contact with the flames, the burn wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

We can't keep fighting like this, Blackhand.

The snow lotus has restricted the regeneration of other creatures in Steian, and it can't go on like this.

Theresa gently raised her hand and wiped the thin layer of gray dust from her nose. Her golden eyes looked particularly focused and serious at this moment.

Pieces of golden snowflakes sparkling with bright light slowly fell from the sky.

I want to find out why you are angry.