The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

In the corner, a man stared at his open palm, where a cluster of blood-red flames was jumping and dancing strangely.

"Damn, this power really makes me feel good."

The man murmured softly, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement and intoxication.

"Especially this flame, the smell of it burning, it's powerful and beautiful."

He closed his eyes slightly, his nostrils trembling slightly, and sniffed the burnt smell greedily, as if he was inhaling the most tempting fragrance in the world.

As he became addicted to this power, the man's eyes began to undergo terrifying changes.

The bloodshot spread rapidly from the edge of the white of the eye like a fine spider web, gradually invading the entire eyeball, and the facial muscles began to twitch slightly uncontrollably.

"It helped me find myself when I was lost."

The man suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, emitting a fanatical light.

"Boom——!"

A specially made bullet, packed with powerful kinetic energy, penetrated the man's head accurately.

The man's body shook violently and he staggered a few times, but miraculously he did not fall down.

"You survived the shot. It seems you weren't drained of that power."

Vancil's voice was low and cold, without a trace of emotion.

He pulled the bolt skillfully, and the empty shell fell to the dusty ground with a clink. He quickly took out a special bullet from his pocket and loaded it steadily into the chamber.

"boom--!"

The second shot whizzed out again, and the bullet rushed towards the man with a hot air flow.

"you wanna die!"

The shot completely enraged the man, and he let out a beast-like roar.

The flames on the man's body suddenly surged several times, spreading out in all directions like a raging wave of fire, and rushed towards Fanxier frantically.

Fanxier's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the dagger on the side of the spear in his hand popped out.

A layer of dark blue arcane light of ice rapidly condensed on the dagger, emitting a bone-chilling chill, forming a stark contrast between hot and cold with the raging fire on the man's body.

The dagger in his hand stabbed straight at the man's forehead.

"It's you who is right."

The reason why Vancil was so bold was that he knew very well the characteristics of this crazy fire power.

People who have just obtained the power of crazy fire will fall into an extremely unstable state.

To truly harness this power, one must devour and burn the confused hatred in the spiritual world of others, and transform it into eyes that will never close.

And this man obviously has not yet been able to fully control this power.

It was his lack of skill that gave Vancil the perfect opportunity to strike.

The cold arcane magic spread rapidly along the dagger in Vansil's hand to the man's head.

The man, who was already in mental confusion due to the power of the crazy fire, felt as if thousands of ice needles pierced his brain at the same time, making his consciousness blurred in an instant.

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun was pointed steadily at the man's head, and the trigger was pulled without hesitation.

"Boom——!"

Since the infatuation fire that was not completely burned out did not produce red mist, it meant that the man still retained some independent thoughts.

This shot was slightly off target.

"Hehehe..."

A creepy and strange smile appeared on the man's face, which was mutilated by the explosion and trauma.

Seeing this, Fan Xier's heart tightened. He quickly kicked the man hard, putting a safe distance between them.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance. Theresa and Xiaotao hurried to the scene. The chaotic and dangerous scene before them made them alert instantly.

"That is?"

Theresa whispered softly, her eyes fixed on the man whose body was burning with strange flames.

"Pyro..." Xiao Tao added, "There are several red lights behind it."

"Uh... hum..."

A dim fireman with only a few embers on his body attacked them with his fangs and claws bared.

Theresa hugged Xiaotao tightly in her arms, and a shield of light formed in front of them.

"Black Hand!"

A black hand quickly stretched out from behind her, drawing a black arc in the air, like a huge scythe of death, cutting the fire man in half.

The fire man was precisely split in two and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

A thick red mist gushed out from the wreckage and quickly penetrated into Black Hand's body as if it had life.

The key difference between a crazy fire and a fire man lies in whether or not he has thoughts.

Those with thoughts are called Fire Crazy Owners, while those who have lost their thoughts become fire people who can only attack.

"They are all attracted here. Hehehe..." the man laughed softly.

"What attracted you?"

Without warning, a strong wind blew up in the air around them.

A slender figure quietly appeared behind the man.

The person who came was Strelitzia Reginae. She was tall, with one foot firmly on the remains of the fire man that had been broken into several pieces. One hand accurately grasped the fire man's head, and her clear blue eyes emitted a cold light like a cold star.

The ponytail tied up high was flying wildly in the wind.

The fireman rushed towards Strelitzia, but Strelitzia didn't even move, and her white coat suddenly rustled in the wind;

That strange red mist couldn't get close to her at all, because there was a green airflow surrounding Strelitzia, which kept everyone out.

Strelitzia stood there, looking majestic, one hand still tightly clasping the man's face. She turned her head and said to Fan Xier, "Uncle Fan, do you have anything to ask?"

Fan Xier was silent for a while, looking at the scene in front of him, silently put away the spear in his hand, and said: "No, he is not the person I am looking for."

"Okay." Strelitzia responded.

After she finished speaking, she exerted a little force on her arms and her expression became serious.

As the strength in her hands grew, the man's head could no longer withstand it and was crushed with a snap.

Without the support of his head, the man's body lost its strength and fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Oh my, it's time to clean up again! Singer, come sing a song to cheer us up!"

While yelling, Ergou picked up the worn-out broom and began to quietly sweep up the ashes around him.

Hearing this, Ou Yu replied angrily: "Singing so late at night? Isn't this disturbing the neighbors? Even if our office is located in a remote area, these ghosts on the ground are not worthy of listening to me sing!"

As he spoke, he continued to drag the headless body further and further away.

Judging from their skillful and coordinated movements, this scene is obviously not the first time.

"Are you two okay?"

Strelitzia walked towards Theresa with his hands in his coat pockets.

"It's okay." Theresa shook her head and slowly loosened her arms.

"There are always some special fire people who want to stabilize their power and persecute others. Therefore, no outsiders will come to this place."

Strelitzia waved her hand, causing the fire man beside Theresa to split into two and turn into ashes and fly away.

"Not only do we want answers, they also want answers."