The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

After being blown away, Steyan tried to adjust his body in mid-air, then fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He used the huge bone sword to firmly pierce the ground, and with the support of the bone sword, he barely managed to stabilize his shaking body.

In the howling cold wind, the dragon head opened its bloody mouth and spit out surging and blazing fireballs, shooting down the flying light arrows one by one.

The light arrows and fireballs collided with each other, emitting a series of dazzling lights and deafening explosions.

A big hole appeared directly on his abdomen, and even from outside one could see snowflakes falling slowly from the sky.

"That's really exaggerated. Her arcane skills seem to be much stronger than others."

Steyan pulled out the bone sword and placed it on the empty part of his body.

The bone seemed to come into life and began to slowly spread and grow, like a lively vine, repairing the gap bit by bit.

I should have had my suspicions long ago. Why was she able to accept the goddess's blessing and participate in the fusion experiment at the same time?

Logically, these two things should be mutually exclusive, and there must be some unknown secret hidden between them.

But so what, what does all this have to do with him?

Ever since he cruelly abandoned his sister, the obsession in his heart has grown wildly like weeds and has been infinitely magnified.

He had long forgotten the kindness and bonds of the past. Now, only his selfish self remained in his heart. He was only focused on his own gains and losses and goals, and was numb to everything else.

Steyan's biological perception suddenly caught a trace of extremely powerful force, which spread quietly around him like a dense spider web.

This power is most likely the power of the goddess.

In all the legends and knowledge he had heard in the past, the goddess of fertility never seemed to have demonstrated this ability.

This was the first time Theresa had used this semi-filthy state.

There are definitely side effects, because she can't feel any pain at all and doesn't know what will happen after it's over.

If it turns completely black later, you can only blame Xuelian for not taking good care of herself!

Theresa seized the opportunity and mercilessly kicked the ribs that Steyan was trying to repair.

The injured ribs seemed to have a life of their own. They suddenly grew larger in an instant, and the sharp bone ends were like sharp blades, biting Theresa's right leg fiercely.

"Although the Patronus is not as noble and powerful as the Goddess among the gods, it is still in the category of gods. I have a clear understanding of your abilities."

As he spoke, Steyan manipulated his ribs, causing them to slowly penetrate Theresa's right leg.

But in the next moment, Theresa's right leg seemed to be made of some illusory black substance. At the moment when the ribs were about to be pierced, it turned into black debris, making Steyan's attack completely in vain.

"What? How is this possible?"

Before he could recover from the huge shock, he was greeted by Theresa's extremely fast spinning kick, and her left leg hit Stian's head hard.

Steyan only felt a loud buzzing sound in his head, and a strong feeling of dizziness instantly overwhelmed him like a surging tide.

Before the dizziness could subside, a sharp black drill-like object rushed straight towards his temple.

"Baptism of Holy Light!"

The sacred light instantly condensed in the palm of Theresa's left hand, like a dazzling sun, and then suddenly aimed at Stien's face, pouring out high-intensity light magic with all her strength without reservation.

The space seemed to be slightly distorted by the burning, and powerful energy fluctuations spread wildly around her.

Sitian only felt a dazzling light in front of his eyes. The light was filled with endless holiness and heat, as if it wanted to penetrate his soul.

Under the impact of this strong light, his body began to react strangely.

Destroy...Repair...Destroy...Repair...

"No... I've been through so much hardship alone for so many years, how could I possibly collapse here!"

The resentment and anger in Steyan's heart erupted like a volcano. He roared, and the dragon head's arm instantly burst out at an astonishing speed. The sharp dragon fangs, with a bloody breath, bit off Theresa's right hand in one bite.

At the same time, two limbs that generated powerful wind pressure stretched out from Steyan's back. Black air currents surged on those limbs, and with a whistling sound, Theresa was directly thrown away.

Theresa flipped in the air, but remained calm and composed. She threw out the spear of light the moment she flipped.

The spear of light streaked across the sky like a golden meteor, carrying a fierce momentum, and broke one of Steyan's limbs with a snap.

Theresa then landed steadily on the ground. Her broken right hand quickly regenerated, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a huge black hand, resisting the strong wind pressure generated by Steyan's limbs.

When the dust settled, the two stood at a certain distance, ready to go.

"Isn't this boring? Do you want to decide the outcome in one move?"

Steyan took out the last small bottle of Theresa's blood and slowly dripped it into the faucet.

"Just to my liking."

Theresa summoned a spinning golden sphere and slowly placed it in the center of her right palm.

The black matter was slowly lifted up by the rotation of the golden ball. At first, it was just a few strands. As the rotation speed of the golden ball increased, more black matter was pulled out.

Stefan had already prepared Theresa, who was drooling from the faucet in his mouth. He believed that the flames this time would be the most violent.

"Come on! What?"

Sitian exclaimed in confusion, he suddenly lost control of the dragon head's arm.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Three golden sticks suddenly emerged.

Who would fight you fairly? There are still people waiting for her to save them.

Whether it was the first time the light blade was inserted into the heart, or when the golden ball was blown up, she confirmed the divine light stick and strengthened the connection between them.

A hint of red light flashed in Theresa's golden eyes. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled her right arm back. Only the golden ball in her hand, shining with strange light, and the black hand that was quietly condensing and forming beside her remained.

"Black Hand!"

In the split second she threw it out, the black hand quickly flew out, dragging a faint black trail.

At this moment, Steyan was firmly suppressed by the divine light stick and could not move at all. He could only stare blankly at a dragon-like creature, holding a golden ball, flying towards him at lightning speed.

He couldn't help but ask himself why he had embarked on this wrong path?

What did he really get after abandoning his sister?

The root of all this is his selfish, inferior and self-interested nature. It is also because of this that he keeps talking about becoming strong all day long.

Just as he said to Sunflower at that time, there is no if in life, and he also despised himself for having relied on the Blood Demon to get to this point.

When he came to his senses, half of Steyan's body had been cut off.