The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Ryan's appearance instantly attracted the attention of all the lava soldiers on the battlefield.

Their empty eye sockets all turned towards the silver-white figure, and their burning bodies let out a low roar like surging magma.

"boom--!"

Several lava soldiers suddenly pounced on him like they were exploding, their fiery bodies tightly hugging Ryan's legs.

The hot magma flowed along the lines of the armor, making a sizzling sound.

Several other soldiers swung giant axes made of solidified magma, chopping them down at him on the head with heat waves.

“Bang bang bang bang—!”

Heavy impact sounds rang out one after another, and the axe blade produced dazzling sparks on the holy armor.

However, Ryan did not move at all. Those attacks that were powerful enough to split rocks were nothing but tickling harassment to him.

"A useless struggle."

Ryan raised his leg and shook it, and the soldier attached to the leg armor was immediately shattered into pieces.

He reached out and grabbed the suicide soldier who was climbing up his back and whose body had begun to swell unnaturally. He pulled him off as easily as tearing off a plaster and threw him towards the enemy group in the distance.

"Boom——!"

In the flames of the explosion, Ryan's giant sword suddenly lit up.

Holy light flowed on the blade, becoming brighter and brighter until it turned into a dazzling halo.

"Sweep."

As the command was given, the giant sword drew a perfect arc.

The sword energy condensed from the holy light burst out in a fan shape, and wherever it passed, the lava soldiers froze.

Their cracked bodies first glowed with golden light, and groups of enemies shattered at the same time, turning into charred black stones emitting green smoke.

The ground affected by the sword energy, even the cracks that were seeping with red light, were briefly purified, reflecting a silvery-white glow.

Ryan swept his hand across the wounded bodies of the three men. He knelt on one knee and pressed his hand nail on the charred wound of Shanbai.

Holy white light seeped out from the patterns on the armor, transforming into fine streams of light that penetrated into the bodies of the three people.

Ruijin took a deep breath as he saw the red mist winding on his arm twisting like a living thing and being forced out of his pores.

"This is a short cleansing. You need to leave immediately."

"Really? That's great."

Rui Jin Gang's relaxed nerves tensed up in an instant, and he was horrified to find that the entire sky was burning.

The crimson clouds were stirred by some gigantic creature, and every flap of its wings stirred up a hurricane that engulfed Mars.

"Dragons... and... filth..."

Ryan's voice fluctuated.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Shanbai suddenly hunched over and coughed up a pool of black blood mixed with red mist.

Her pupils had begun to dilate, and it looked like she had just recovered from a near-death experience.

"We... need to find another way..."

Ryan turned to Balin who was on guard, the warrior's storm sword stuck in the scorched earth.

"wind......"

The heavy footsteps of the Paladin left glowing footprints on the cracked ground.

The moment he grasped the Storm Sword, the whirlwind suddenly boiled over.

"You will be compensated accordingly after the war."

Ryan placed his greatsword against the Storm Sword.

"Zheng——!"

The spine of the Storm Sword was cracked with spider-web-like patterns.

The arcane of wind trapped inside turned into a materialized green snake, climbing up along the holy light of the giant sword.

Ryan's empty left hand suddenly penetrated the space and picked up a pure white feather emitting light from the void.

"Protection."

A green snake-like whirlwind plunged into the feathers.

"The Church of Plenty exists in that open space over there."

Before Balin could react, the violent feathers slapped against his back.

The moment the sonic boom cloud exploded, the warrior's figure had turned into a meteor in the sky.

"Oh my god! So exciting!" Rui Jin opened his arms with shining eyes, "Come on, come on, give me one too..."

"I suggest you curl up. I believe in the healing power of the Church of Plenty, but I don't believe you will fall to your death."

"what?"

The force of the feather hitting Ruijin's face instantly deformed.

He shot up into the sky like a cannonball, spinning like a thrown hammer.

"Hold your head tight, you're still weak."

Ryan was about to pat Shanbai's shoulder with the feather when suddenly several red chains shot out from the fire curtain and wrapped around his arm armor like poisonous snakes.

The red-hot chains made a teeth-grinding sound when they came into contact with the armor.

Every fireball that fell from the sky exploded into distorted human shapes on the ground.

The other side actually used his own flames to materialize the most insane resentment of the Fire Cultists.

"Hide well."

Ryan turned around and swung his sword without hesitation. The air wave raised by the giant sword cut through all the surrounding ruins and protected Shanbai firmly in the center.

"clang--!"

Before he could stop, his side armor was hit hard by a cross-cut.

The huge impact force caused him to slide more than ten meters away, and his toenails plowed two deep grooves on the melted asphalt ground.

The red knife man's two swords were still in a crossed slashing posture, and the dark red light from the same source as the chain was flowing on the blades.

"You...seem like us..."

"I'm completely different from you crazy people."

Ryan suddenly broke the chains on his body, and the melted metal fragments flew everywhere. He raised the giant sword and slashed at the man with the red knife.

At this moment, the heaviness of the armor was revealed.

The red knife man put his toes on Ryan's shoulder armor, and at the same time, he flipped backwards with the reaction force, and his two knives drew two perfect arcs of fire.

"Zi la——!"

His two swords wove a scarlet web of death in the air. Every time the sword light flashed, a smoking scar appeared on Ryan's armor.

"slow."

Suddenly, non-existent feathers floated down from the sky, and the man with the red knife, who was about to chase, suddenly stopped in his tracks, and even the speed of swinging the knife slowed down visibly.

"A special smell...interesting."

The man with the red knife suddenly let out a hoarse laugh and floated backward like a ghost. He landed steadily ten meters away and held his two swords crossed in front of him.

The flame patterns on the blade suddenly came alive, pulsating and expanding like blood vessels.

"boom--!"

The air behind him suddenly exploded, and the hot flames twisted and gathered, gradually forming a terrifying shadow three meters high.

The shadow had a distorted human-like outline, but two exaggerated sharp horns extended from its head, like a demon from hell.

Every time the flame shadow fluctuates, the surrounding temperature rises.

"Damn! All of them keep chattering...it's driving me crazy!"

Theresa's figure descended through space like a ghost, and the burning crown on her head burst out with a dazzling red light.

Tentacles wrapped in foul aura suddenly rose from the void behind her.

The end of one of the thickest tentacles suddenly opened into a bloody mouth and bit the head of the man with the red knife at a speed beyond the reach of the naked eye.

"Crack——!"

A creepy sound was heard. The red knife man's body was still in a fighting posture, but his head had been torn off by the filthy tentacles.

What was strange was that there was no blood gushing out from the broken neck, only a dark red flame burning quietly at the wound.

"Ah... so that's how it is... even he was reborn from the other side... from beginning to end this farce was a one-man show..."

Theresa suddenly clutched her temples in pain, and the flames on the crown trembled violently.

“So annoying… so annoying…”