The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"What sins have you committed to be targeted so cruelly by that god?"

Xuelian could only watch Sunflower suffer such torture but could not lend a hand.

God is truly an unreasonable being, just like Xuelian herself, who was being devoured bit by bit by the horrible filth without being given a glimmer of hope, leaving her to struggle alone in the abyss of despair.

She began to understand what the bishop had been thinking all along.

When personal ability is still too weak to contend with powerful external forces.

The only thing we can do is to plan ahead and use sufficient preparation to fill the huge gap in ability.

"Buzzing—"

The mysterious golden ball made a buzzing sound, slowly moved away from its original position, and floated in front of Xuelian.

The golden ball emitted a soft and hazy light, illuminating a small dark space around it and attracting Xuelian's attention.

It seemed to be eagerly conveying some message to her, determined to pave a way forward for her.

Walking deeper and deeper into the narrow and damp prison corridor, the walls around me exuded a chill. Occasionally, water droplets dripped from the ceiling, making a dripping sound that was particularly clear in this quiet environment.

Xuelian's eyes quickly swept around, her heart full of surprise.

The unfamiliar corridors twist and turn like a maze, crisscrossing each other.

When was this place built?

The prison I remember never had so many winding paths.

Just as Xuelian was immersed in her own thoughts, a light and chaotic sound of footsteps came faintly from the front.

She immediately stopped in alert, grasped the golden ball, held her breath, and listened attentively.

There was more than one person's footsteps.

According to common sense, the trial of sinners should be conducted in public, in order to demonstrate the majesty of the goddess of judgment to the world.

Xuelian hid in the shadows, staring sharply at the three small figures not far ahead.

Are those three little kids?

Those three who were next to the sunflower last time?

"who!"

The guard escorting the prisoner suddenly let out a low shout, and he clearly felt a subtle chill on his shoulder.

Out of instinctive alert, he subconsciously reached out and took out his sword, and struck hard behind him.

There was a crisp sound of breaking in the silent corridor, and the sword in his hand began to quickly condense a thick layer of ice crystals, and the entire sword turned into countless tiny ice crystals.

"Your Highness, the Saint! Please forgive my rudeness!"

When the guard saw that the person coming was Xuelian, his face turned pale instantly, his legs went weak, and he knelt down all of a sudden.

"I took the person away."

"But... Your Excellency..."

Although the guard was filled with fear, he still mustered up the courage to try to stop him when he thought of the Bishop's stern order, but his voice was clearly weak.

"I am very tired."

A hint of impatience flashed in Xuelian's eyes, and a sharp ice sword instantly appeared in her hand, placed directly on the guard's neck.

"Yes......"

......

The three small figures behind him were following Xuelian silently, with their heads lowered, not saying a word, and exuding a distraught aura.

These three children are the ones that Sunflower asked to save.

As for why they appeared in the depths of this prison, and why such a big change occurred in the depths of this prison.

Xuelian did not ask the guard any further questions, but could only pretend that she knew everything so as to be prepared for any possible changes in the future.

Xuelian slowly opened a corner of the tightly closed door, and then stepped sideways to let the three people behind her in one by one, holding the guard's key in her hand.

After all, losing the prison key is such a serious dereliction of duty, he would most likely choose to remain silent and pretend that Xuelian stealing the key to save people had never happened.

Sunflower in the house heard the sound and raised her head.

Compared to her previous lethargic state, her current condition was obviously better, but of her originally bright eyes, only her left eye still showed a glimmer of life.

Sunflower is actually just a child, not much taller than those other children.

"Those monsters are terrifying, and we've already lost many people. You clearly have the ability to leave here at any time, but what on earth has kept you in this dark place?"

When Sunflower heard this, she felt as if a sore spot had been touched. She slowly lowered her head with a look of shame on her face, and she had no intention of picking up a pen to write an explanation.

Seeing this, Xuelian sighed softly and said nothing more.

Is helping Sunflower considered a disobedience to the will of the Goddess of Judgment?

She was able to defeat the filth on her own, but was eventually inexplicably captured and imprisoned in a cold, dark prison.

And it seems that even the casting of arcane spells is strictly restricted by the so-called sins.

The sinful words emanating from Sunflower not only showed no signs of weakening or fading, but instead became even stronger.

Would the goddess who symbolizes judgment and justice really judge an innocent person for no reason?

It turns out that just knowing the result is not enough to reach the true justice.

"Dong dong dong——!"

Himawari jerked her hand up, rapping her knuckles on the glass.

Then, he said word by word, "I will make the world a better place."

Xuelian was slightly startled when she heard this. She slowly shifted her gaze from Sunflower to the dust flying in the dim light and said softly, "This world? If such a day really comes, I really want to see it with my own eyes. It's you who made my heart, which had long been as dead as ashes, ripple a little and brought about some changes. But..."

Xuelian recalled the restless emotions that were swallowed by the filth, and the dead faces of the people.

"I just don't know if I can hold on until the moment when light comes."

......

The world once again experienced months of brutal fighting.

For some unknown reason, the filthy creatures were migrating towards her country, as if a mysterious and powerful force was secretly pulling them.

During these months of difficult struggle, the Church of Judgment has not been without success.

They studied day and night, invested a lot of manpower and material resources, and seemed to have developed even more powerful props and amulets.

These new achievements played a huge role on the battlefield.

For a while, the filthies were beaten back step by step, and the situation on the battlefield finally showed a sign of improvement.

When the people of the Judgment Church saw the dawn of victory, they cheered and expressed the joy that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time.

But in this celebratory atmosphere, only Xuelian seemed out of place.

Her heart was shrouded in a strong sense of unease, especially at the end of the battle with filth, she could always keenly feel an inexplicable emotional fluctuation.

It was an invisible and intangible negative emotion that quietly entangled her and sent chills down her spine.

What made her even more uneasy was that during the battle, she could always vaguely feel the unique light of Sunflower appearing beside her.

That light once gave her warmth and hope, but now it filled her with fear.

This complex and contradictory intertwined emotion made her toss and turn in the past few days and unable to fall asleep at all.

Outside the window, the cold wind blew snowflakes into the air, and the dim light in the house flickered, casting eerie shadows.

Xuelian lay on the bed, her brows furrowed, her breathing rapid, her body twisting restlessly.

Suddenly, her eyes flew open, and she stared at the ceiling, shouting, "Something's wrong...it's very strange...this is definitely not right!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead rolled down her cheeks. The pajamas she was wearing were already soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her skin, bringing a sticky and uncomfortable feeling.

She quickly threw back the quilt, got out of bed, quickly put on her clothes with trembling hands, and rushed out the door desperately.

In this harsh weather with wind and snow and a vast sky and earth, she struggled forward in the thick snow, one step deep and one step shallow, and ran towards the prison.

The image of sunflower and various past events kept appearing in my mind.

The innocent child, Sunflower, was the first person to come into contact with filth, and was subsequently arrested on trumped-up charges.

Since then, the whole world seemed to have opened Pandora's box and fell into an endless crisis of filth and rampant evil.

The scene of the first battle with filth is still deeply etched in everyone's mind.

The members of the church knew almost nothing about these mysterious and evil monsters, which put humanity in an extremely passive position.

As the army suffered defeat after defeat, the shadow of fear quickly spread in people's hearts.

The turning point of fate always comes at the most unexpected moment.

On the day when he was swallowed by filth, in the endless darkness and despair, he unexpectedly saw the prop of the little sun.

From then on, the balance of power between humans and monsters began to subtly tilt, gradually approaching a critical node.

Du inexplicably lost both hands, and Sunflower's tightly closed right eye.

By piecing these broken fragments together, a shocking truth gradually emerges.

Perhaps, the beginning of everything can be traced back to the moment when Sunflower first defeated filth, a scene that was keenly captured by the Goddess of Judgment.

Since then, it seemed as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching her all the time, which made her more wary of her own arcane skills and not dare to act rashly.

While being consumed by filth, Snow Lotus could faintly sense the unique light emanating from Sunflower.

And for some unknown reason, Du used a very special method to anger Himawari, causing him to lose both hands in an impulse.

In short, all this successfully attracted the attention of the Goddess of Judgment, but Sunflower ultimately failed to escape the fate of being teased and lost her precious right eye.

Then it became an important prop to defeat filth - the little sun.

They... they are actually depriving Sunflower of her power!

How can this be?

The goddess of judgment, who has always been regarded as sacred and a symbol of justice, now targets an innocent child for no reason, which completely subverts her cognition and beliefs.

And those so-called Bishops of Judgment claimed that they were trying to save the world, but the means they adopted were so cruel and unscrupulous.

Xuelian couldn't help but think of those people who disappeared inexplicably in the prison.

Without any hesitation, Xuelian rushed towards the depths of the prison regardless of the obstruction of the people around her.

"Hahaha......"

Finally she rushed to her destination, breathing heavily, supporting her knees with her hands, her chest heaving violently.

After a moment, she slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with determination, and slowly pushed open the tightly closed door.

The scene behind the door made her pupils shrink instantly, and a chill ran down her spine.

There were clumps of black matter wriggling in the room, emitting a disgusting odor.

This...isn't this filth?

They actually caught this thing and brought it back to study?

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

How do you know this thing?

Before she could recover from the shock, the scene that followed made her feel even more horrified.

She saw black, filthy matter wriggling at the broken arm of a person, showing signs of regeneration.

"This...how is this possible?"

Xuelian took a step back in horror.

The question arises again, how can filth be tamed?

Xuelian widened her eyes, staring at the eye-catching red tube in front of her. It was like a winding blood snake, extending from numerous bottles and jars, all the way to the huge glass cover in the center.

"sunflower?"

Xuelian's lips trembled, and her voice was full of fear and disbelief.

They are drawing blood from Sunflower, are they going to give it to the filth?

Crazy... Crazy...

"Save me... there's not enough time..."

A weak and faint voice entered Xuelian's ears. It was the voice of Sunflower, as if it was a distress signal coming from the endless abyss.

The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xuelian's heart hard, causing her heart to stop suddenly.

Xuelian rushed towards the sunflower without hesitation, and just when she was about to touch the sunflower.

A sharp pain suddenly came from her forehead. It was the power of the Eye of Judgment, which stopped her in her place.

"Goddess of Judgment! Is this what you call justice?"

Xuelian raised her head in anger and roared towards the empty basement, "Gods, you are ridiculous! Your attitude of doing whatever you want is extremely annoying!"

At this moment, a strong force of resistance surged in Xuelian's heart. She cut off all the needles and threads connecting Sunflower in one breath and quickly picked up the weak Sunflower.

It turns out that it was not the Church of Judgment that defeated the filth, but the sunflower that had been tortured!