The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"what......"

Strelitzia's breathing was like a leaky bellows, each breath carrying a lung-burning whine.

Her body suddenly fell straight backwards, and her silver hair drew a final arc in the air.

The head that always held high with pride was now covered in mud and blood, and slammed heavily into the scorched earth.

All of Theresa's cries were stuck in her throat and turned into a fishy-sweet lump. She crawled forward on her knees, but was forced back by the heat wave three steps away.

This is not the fire that melts the face at all, but something more cruel.

"Black Hand!"

At this moment, the black hand was concentrating on maintaining the fragile balance in Theresa's body and had no time to care about other things.

Theresa bit her lower lip until it turned white. Since the goddess of fertility could heal this strange fire, then she, who inherited the divine power, could also.

"Um......"

She suddenly pressed her hands hard on Strelitzia's body, and her ten fingers instantly burst out with dazzling emerald green light.

This light was stronger than ever before, as if pouring out all of its vitality.

But the flames wrapped around her wrists like living things, and her skin immediately made a creepy sizzling sound.

The first to melt are the fingertips, and the crystal nails fall like drops of wax.

Then the knuckles began to twist and deform, and dark mucus oozed out from the cracked flesh, pulling out long thin threads in the light.

The severe pain made Theresa's vision go black, but she pressed harder.

Black Hand, who had always maintained a stable output, became furious at Theresa's self-destructive behavior.

If I could speak loudly, I would definitely call my sister an idiot!

Pitch-black tentacles burst out from Theresa's back, and the flames immediately climbed up along the shadows, greedily gnawing at Black Hand's body.

This is an act of seeking death.

Filth possesses the power of the Goddess of Karma Fire and can temporarily withstand the burning of the shared Karma Fire.

But this doesn't solve the problem at all. If it goes on for too long, both of them will be doomed!

The black hand's sharing of the burden did bring about a short-term effect.

The wounds on Strelitzia's body gradually healed under the emerald green light, the charred skin grew back, and the festering flesh began to recover.

However, just when she thought hope had arrived.

"laugh--"

There was a soft sound, like a mocking chuckle.

Under the skin that had just healed, flames suddenly jumped, violently tearing the new flesh and blood!

The flames were more violent and greedy than before, no longer satisfied with burning the surface.

Instead, it drilled into the blood vessels and gnawed at the bone marrow, causing Strelitzia's body to spasm in extreme pain.

“No…how could it be…”

Theresa's pupils suddenly contracted, and the light at her fingertips flickered violently, as if her will was on the verge of collapse.

"give up."

A deep voice came from behind, with a cold calmness.

Edric had stood behind her without her knowing, his dark red eyes reflecting the flickering flames of hell.

He did not try to stop it, nor did he offer any help. He just watched it all quietly, as if witnessing some predetermined fate.

"No matter how much you try to heal him, it's useless. The Hellfire is the will of the gods, and they won't allow you to defy it so easily. The more you heal him, the more it will strike back. In the end, he will only struggle in a tormenting hell... repeatedly."

"Ahem...that's all..."

Strelitzia's voice was as light as the mist that was about to dissipate, but her eyes were so gentle that it was heartbreaking.

"don't want!!"

Theresa's roar exploded in the burning air. She couldn't afford to be weak or distracted at this moment.

Even though the tentacles of the black hand were breaking one by one behind her, even though the karmic fire had burned through her palms.

She didn't want to hear it.

She couldn't listen.

But the increasingly weak breathing of Strelitzia, the fragmented wailing of the black hand in the shadow, and the hissing sound of flames devouring flesh and blood all declared cruelly.

it's useless.

It's too late.

Suddenly, the figure of the girl who was still stubbornly fighting for survival in desperate situation became her last hope.

"Yes...you can do this..."

Theresa stretched out her shapeless hands with trembling hands and clasped them tightly around Strelitzia's shoulders.

"Tell me! You want to live!"

The only response she got was the crackle of flames.

"Tell me! You want to live!!"

There was a crackling sound on the tentacles, but even so, the black hand still wrapped Theresa with the tattered coat of Strelitzia.

Because there is the residual aura of the goddess of war on it, which can protect her.

"I...want to go find them..."

Strelitzia's voice was as light as a feather, but it almost suffocated Theresa.

"A bird with broken wings... no matter how hard it tries... it will never reach the blue sky again... the only thing it can do... is return to the earth..."

"What about me?! What should I do? You still have me!"

Theresa's voice tore through the scorching air, and the rationality that had been maintained completely collapsed at this moment.

Hot tears gushed out like a dam bursting, hitting Strelitzia's face which was burned by the flames, and were instantly evaporated into drifting white mist by the high temperature.

"Please... please..."

Her voice was trembling, and every word tasted of blood. "Do you want to... live?"

The remains of Black Hand squirmed silently behind her, using his last bit of strength to support her shaky body.

Those tentacles burned by the karmic fire still stubbornly wrapped around Strelitzia, trying to share even a little bit of the pain.

"I know you took action! Avilis, the goddess of fire!"

Theresa's bloodstained fingertips dug deep into the scorched earth, her hoarse cry piercing the blazing flames.

In the burning ruins, the girl's cries seemed so small in the flames, yet so deafening.

"How long will you continue to stand by and watch? Emidal, the goddess of war!"

The contract between gods hangs high in the sky and they are not allowed to directly interfere in the world. It is this rule that forces Sunflower to be targeted everywhere.

But at this moment, the fire goddess Avilis blatantly violated the rules.

But...what can I do even if I know?

So what if you see through it?

She knew that the other party was going too far, but she didn't even have the qualifications to look up to God.

The gap between mortals and gods is greater than the distance between life and death.

“Snap… snap… snap…”

The last tentacles of the black hand broke one after another, and the black substance fell on Strelitzia.

It has reached its limit.

at this time......

A sacred and ethereal voice rang in Theresa's ears.

"What's wrong, my little painter?"