The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

What a mess!

This attack is not painful, but it will leave some special effects that will keep disgusting you.

It's not your turn to intervene, and it's not your turn to intervene.

The stalking black ball is already on high alert, and will stab out as soon as it smells any foul breath.

But he didn't rely on simple speed to suppress the opponent. Instead, the target disappeared, causing Black Hand to lose the target.

A burning pain came from the back of my right hand. The petal marks of the small black flower on the back of my hand slowly turned from black to red, stretching, spreading and blooming wantonly.

Her anger was affecting the Black Hand, which absorbed her anger, anxiety and fear, becoming more and more powerful and no longer obeying her orders.

No, no... I have to stay calm.

Theresa used light to heal her entire body while calming the increasingly irritable Black Hand.

She had already realized Du's intention, which was to provoke her, and he definitely had no good intentions.

"Stop struggling!"

Black fog surged around Du, and he suddenly turned around, breaking through the black alert range.

He swung out several jet-black feathers, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, and shot them towards Theresa who was not far away like deadly arrows.

Theresa's face was solemn, and she quickly rolled to the side the moment the feather hit her.

After several sideways flashes, they moved several feet away in the blink of an eye, while the feathers that missed the target continued to whistle and shoot straight forward, smashing boulders along the way and plowing a devastated scar on the flat snow.

I saw the black light on him.

The moment Du's figure flashed, the light on his body was short-lived but did not dissipate.

This ray of light is the key to catching the opponent in the melee.

As expected, Du suddenly jumped up, thick black mist rose around him, and he disappeared into the falling snowflakes.

Theresa took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently, her eyes widened, staring intently at the faint black light.

The snowflakes are rustling, dazzling the eyes.

"哐——!"

A loud crash shattered the snowflakes flying around.

The light blade in Theresa's hand was wrapped in a fierce gust of wind, and it accurately met the sharp crow claws that Du had transformed into.

The light blade trembled, and the sharp claws flashed with cold light. The two were in a stalemate, and the friction produced a dazzling arc.

"Did you see it? Or was it a coincidence? Whatever it is, I can't let you adapt."

Du squeezed out these harsh words, and his body jumped quickly like a ghost, moving around Theresa and stirring up waves of snow vortexes.

The black dot that flashed at high speed was pitifully small. It appeared in the blink of an eye and disappeared as soon as one was distracted.

You can't close your eyes. It's like swatting a mosquito. If you get distracted for a moment, you won't be able to see.

Theresa twisted her waist and dodged the collision wrapped in black mist.

She turned her wrist and a dazzling blade of light appeared out of thin air from her palm. The blade was wrapped in her determination and stabbed into Du's back from top to bottom.

The expected sharp blade did not penetrate the flesh, and the blade of light went straight through. Du's body was like misty smoke, unreal. The blade only dispersed a few wisps of black mist, and there was no feeling of force at all.

We must not let him escape!

There was a distance limit to the flashing of his figure. The strange black light on his body flickered, and the flow rate gradually slowed down, and it was about to stop completely.

Theresa's dark hand suddenly shot out from behind her, then gathered strength and slammed the ground hard.

This force instantly turned into a catapulting force, pushing her forward rapidly.

Theresa clenched the light blade in both hands, her eyes fixed on Du, and she flew forward.

"Yes, that's the look!"

Du raised his eyes and faced Theresa who was rushing towards him. The corners of his mouth slowly rose, and he pulled out a meaningful smile. At the end, he added: "But... it's not bright enough!"

In that smile, there was expectation, disappointment, and even a hint of unwillingness.

Theresa was not at all thrown into disarray by such a mere mockery. Instead, the anger in her heart turned into a surging fighting spirit, urging her to move even faster.

The double-handed light blades were wrapped in dazzling light and slashed down swiftly in a cross shape.

Black mist surged around Du's body, instantly condensing into two crow claws as hard as iron, and he raised his hand to meet the attack.

“Clang clang——!”

The light blade collided with the sharp claws, splashing out dazzling sparks, and the impact force caused the surrounding snowflakes to scatter and turn into a vast snow mist.

Watari quickly moved back and forth, transforming into a black mist that danced rapidly around her.

Can't close your eyes.

Theresa's eyes moved quickly left and right, so fast that you could even see golden light.

She has mastered all the flashing tracks of the crossing!

Theresa continued her attack, turning her waist and sweeping out with her left leg like a steel whip, while at the same time there was a side attack from Black Hand.

"crow!"

Du shouted, and huge black wings instantly protected him.

As the snow and fog dissipated, Theresa's heart was filled with alarm. She quickly glanced around and caught a glimpse of a black light coming from behind her.

Before she could turn around, she thrust the light blade backwards, accurately blocking Du's sudden attack.

"It's not over yet!"

Theresa gathered strong light in her palm, grabbed the golden ball with her black hand and slammed it towards Du.

Du dodged sideways, but was scratched by the edge of the light, and the black mist on his body became chaotic.

The attacks of the two became more and more violent, the black light and the light balls intertwined and collided with each other, the battlefield was like daytime, roars and roars echoed, but the outcome was still undecided.

"caught you!"

Theresa screamed. She had predicted the pattern of Du's flashing and activated the divine time in advance. The black hand hidden in the dark stretched out silently and approached Du quietly along the snow.

Light suddenly gathered in the palm of Theresa's right hand, and a dazzling ball of light quickly condensed, driving the black hand to slowly cover it. The black substance fit with the scorching ball of light, making a crackling sound.

This blow at least...

In an instant, Theresa felt dizzy and her vision suddenly became blurry.

Her legs went limp and she fell to her knees on the snow, gasping for breath.

Blood......?

Why does a half-filthy body bleed?

"How do you feel physically?"

Du's voice sounded faintly, and he raised his knife and cut off the black hand that was holding him.

Du walked in front of Theresa with a leisurely pace, leaning slightly forward and staring at her with a playful look.

"You think you're calm? Look at how many wounds you have on your body."

He scoffed and raised his hand to point casually.

Theresa lowered her eyes to look at her hands and feet. She had several wounds all over her body without knowing when. The black substance in her body surged rapidly to repair the damaged areas.

"You think you're calm? Actually, not really."

Du folded his arms across his chest, his voice rising as he unraveled the truth. "Every time we clash, your body automatically absorbs all available arcane magic to regenerate. It's a foul instinct. I'll take advantage of this situation and layer on my tactics, gradually weakening your strength. You've been controlled by your emotions from beginning to end, yet you still think you have everything under control. How ridiculous."

Watari stretched out his hand, and black smoke instantly enveloped Theresa.

"Change, show your filth. You've sacrificed so many lives in this battle, and years of research. I have no reason to lose."