The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Chapter 343: Puppet Eyes

Theresa's gaze was fixed on the eyeballs that emanated a strange and mysterious luster.

Let me see, first I have to split my eyeball in two.

She found a small bowl that would hold the crucial item: the severed eyeball.

You definitely can’t keep this thing after cutting it with this knife, right?

After all, it has come into contact with such a special object, and there may be unpredictable hidden dangers left.

Can I use my own light blade?

To some extent, it can be considered as disinfected.

Theresa's wrist trembled slightly as she carefully manipulated the light blade closer to the eyeball.

The moment the light blade cut into the eyeball, there was almost no sound, only an almost subtle touch similar to cutting a rubber ball.

She gently placed one half of the eyeball into the prepared small bowl and left the other half on the table.

At the beginning, you should take it step by step and avoid taking too much at once, otherwise your body will become strongly dependent on it.

After all, taking this thing is undoubtedly like walking on the edge of a knife. Every step is full of danger and you must be careful at all times.

Moreover, there is no fixed dosage standard, and you can only make careful judgments based on your body's reaction after each use.

Theresa put down her notes and looked at the two halves of her eyeballs again.

It’s better not to think too much about it.

Xiao Tao's words...as a child of the Fire Man.

The dosage should be even less, but not too little. She should be kept in a delicate state of being half full but also half hungry.

So...divide half of the eyeball into half again.

Soon, the original half of the eyeball was successfully divided into quarters.

"Um......"

Theresa frowned as she looked at the tiny, almost inconspicuous quarter of an eyeball in front of her.

Maybe, grinding it into powder would be more.

Theresa reached out, broke off a section, weighed it, and felt it was just right.

Put the small piece of eyeball into the bottom of the bowl, then pick up the broken off magic stick, use it as a grinding stick, and slowly grind the eyeball at a constant speed.

The grinding process is not easy. The eyeball is tough and each stroke requires considerable effort.

As the grinding rod continued to grind, the small piece of eyeball gradually turned into fine particles and then slowly turned into powder.

"Ahh... so choking... what's that smell..."

Theresa sneezed suddenly, and the pungent smell hit her nose and throat, causing her to sniff subconsciously.

Before it was ground into powder, it had almost no special smell. But once it was ground into powder, the smell became so strong that it made people want to cry.

She picked up the bowl with powder beside her and slowly poured the fine powder into the prepared hot water.

As the powder fell into the cup, a strange transformation occurred the moment it came into contact with the hot water. The powder seemed to come alive, rapidly spreading through the water and slowly melting as the temperature took hold.

After a while, the clear hot water was dyed and gradually turned red.

Why does this look completely different from the one made with four-leaf clover?

The water soaked with four-leaf clover has a brighter color.

But the cup in front of me is dark and strange in color.

Does this mean that eyeballs have different qualities?

Never mind, let’s try it first!

It’s fine if you swallow it directly, so will there be any problem if you soak it in water?

Theresa took a small sip and found the taste a bit bland, not as good as it was then.

But there was still a warm current that slowly spread out from the stomach and quickly flowed throughout the body.

The thought of eating the eyeballs will give you the power of the Fire Goddess.

This is too easy.

No wonder some people can't control themselves.

At this moment, Xiaotao climbed up from the bed quietly without knowing when.

Xiao Tao's eyes were a little dazed, and her expression looked very wrong. She tiptoed to behind Theresa.

"woke up?"

Theresa seemed to sense something and was about to turn around when she asked softly.

But before she could finish her words, the cup in her hand was snatched away by a sudden force.

I saw Xiaotao holding the cup, pouring the remaining water into her mouth and drinking it all.

"Ha ha......"

Xiaotao was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down her cheeks and wetting the ground beneath her feet.

After a long time, his body gradually regained some strength, and his originally dull eyes gradually became brighter.

"Are you OK?"

Theresa had an awkward smile on her face, her eyes full of concern.

Her wrist was being held tightly by Xiaotao, showing her extreme anxiety.

"I...I have something to do." Xiaotao said weakly.

She walked slowly towards the window with heavy and frivolous steps.

When she reached the window, she put her head in her hands, her knees gave way, and she fell heavily to the ground.

"There was a voice in my head urging me on, over and over again, and I couldn't refuse."

Xiao Tao's voice was tearful, full of pain and helplessness, and then she looked at Theresa with red eyes.

"You are like a flame burning silently, and we are like moths drawn to it. We put too much faith in so-called navigation, but we never foresaw that it would lead us down a wrong path to destruction, ultimately resulting in our own destruction."

"I don't quite understand..."

Theresa frowned slightly, confusion written all over her face.

She slowly squatted down and gently stroked the crying Xiaotao, trying to give her some comfort.

"Don't ever trust the words of anyone who possesses this power!"

Xiaotao suddenly raised her head and clasped Theresa's shoulders tightly with both hands.

"We are all puppets. Even with self-awareness, we cannot escape the fate of being controlled. No matter how hard we struggle, we cannot get rid of those invisible shackles. And the existence of the Fire Man is just..."

Xiaotao's voice suddenly stopped, as if something was choking her throat.

"Destroy the world."

Theresa's face was solemn as she spoke the second half of Xiaotao's sentence.

Recalling the conversation with Sunflower, those obscure hints and cruel truths gradually became clear in her mind. She had already understood the terrible purpose of those so-called gods.

I never expected that behind the seemingly absurd actions of those gods, there is actually a set of logic that they think is reasonable.

Sunflower and Black Hand destroyed the filth's route to destroy the world, and Crazy Fire is the second plan of the Goddess of Fire.

Now Sunflower no longer wants to participate in this collaborative painting, so the Church of Judgment wants to take over this painting and work hard to make its own brush.

Haha...they are worthy of it.

"Don't think about it yet, dear."

Theresa hugged Tao's trembling body and warmed her.

Since Xiaotao said so...

Don’t put away the things in the white bowl.