The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Shanbai curled up in the crevices of the ruins, his long black hair covered with dust and sawdust.

Through a narrow gap, she witnessed the hellish battlefield outside.

“It’s so brutal…”

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and her fingers unconsciously clutched the torn fabric on her chest.

"If those knives had hit me..."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Shanbai shook his head violently, and his black hair brushed across his cheek, causing a slight sting.

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to dispel the bloody images that emerged in her mind.

There's no need to actually hit it.

The heat waves generated by the blades alone were enough to turn her fragile body into ashes.

There was a deafening explosion, and Shanbai subconsciously hugged his knees.

"call......"

She let out a long sigh. At least now she had crawled back from the brink of death. After all, she had made her own contribution to this disaster.

"Zi la——!"

A sharp cracking sound rang out above his head. Shanbai looked up suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracting.

The beam above was crumbling, and a broken log with sharp thorns on it fell straight towards her.

"Oops!"

She instinctively curled up, but the expected severe pain did not come.

The broken wood was stuck in the ruins at a strange angle, supporting the collapsing building structure at an angle.

"fine......"

Shanbai let out a long sigh, cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

At this moment, the light coming through the gap was suddenly blocked by a figure.

It was a strange man, limping through the ruins with a charred piece of wood as a crutch.

How could someone be here? Haven't all the civilians been evacuated?

The next second, her blood froze.

Another wave of battle aftershocks hit, and the man was knocked to the ground.

"Danger!"

Her body moved before she thought, and Shanbai struggled to climb out of the small hole where she was hiding, not even noticing the scratches on her arms from the gravel.

At the moment the charred wood fell, she flew over and knocked the man away.

"boom!"

The dull thud of a heavy object hitting the ground exploded in her ears, and the flying dust made her cough.

Shanbai propped himself up and found that his black hair was covered with ashes.

"Are you OK?"

She looked anxiously at the dusty man in front of her.

"Why didn't you evacuate with the others?"

"Not... everyone is so... lucky."

Shanbai did not answer the question. She squatted down and put the man's arm on her shoulders without saying a word.

"Hold on."

When the man's weight came down completely, Shanbai's knees sank suddenly.

Shanbai gritted his teeth and ran in the direction where Ruijin and Balin last disappeared.

The aftermath of the explosion continued to hit them from behind, and the heat waves pushed their backs, casting distorted shadows on the ruins.

She could feel the sweat running down her spine, soaking the fabric of her back.

Every breath felt like swallowing fire, but she didn't dare stop.

On a battlefield like this...in an invisible place.

There must be more like us.

The man's weight suddenly felt incredibly real.

Shanbai realized that what was pressing on her back at this moment was not only the injured adventurer, but also a heavy sense of survival.

It was eerily quiet.

The crackling of fire, the cries of people, the roar of collapsing buildings.

All sound disappeared, leaving only their heavy breathing echoing among the ruins.

It seems that they have moved the battle line to other places. After all, those tentacles rising into the sky do look scary.

The flames have gone out, but the charred ruins still emit a scorching heat, and every step feels like stepping on extinguished charcoal.

Great, no flames getting in the way.

But it sucks...we're totally exposed...

Shanbai's thoughts were torn between relief and fear.

The evacuation speed was indeed faster, but it also meant that those wandering monsters could find them more easily.

"Be careful... on the left..."

The man on his back suddenly tensed up, his weight shifting unnaturally to the right.

Shanbai instinctively tilted his head according to his force.

“Whoosh!

A dark red fireball flew past her cheek, and the hot air flow burned her skin painfully.

A few strands of burnt hair fell down, carrying with them the pungent smell of burning protein.

Shanbai could feel without looking back that the shadows that were originally wandering aimlessly were now rushing towards them like a tide.

Resistance leads to death.

"Put me... down..." The man's weak voice sounded in her ears, "Otherwise... you won't be able to run far..."

“I haven’t seen despair yet!”

Shanbai gritted her teeth, but held him tighter with her arms. Her steps stumbled on the scorched earth, but her sight was stung by the scenes along the way.

An arm stretched out from the rubble, its five fingers still in a survival posture.

A civilian who had lost his mind, the dark red mark left by his head hitting the wall, and a soldier who held his weapon tightly until his death.

Every corpse silently tells the same truth.

Those who survive are the real lucky ones.

These fears further activated Shanbai's desire to survive.

"Uh......"

A twisted groan echoed from the shadows of the ruins. Before Shanbai could react, a charred, festering hand suddenly broke out of the ground and gripped her ankle tightly like an iron clamp!

"what!"

She lowered her head in horror and met a pair of eyes burning with morbid obsession.

It was a crazy firefly, half of its body was still trapped under the collapsed house, but it stubbornly stretched out its arms.

Its charred skin peeled off, revealing the molten flesh underneath, and every inch of its muscle fiber twisted and trembled with hatred.

The suffering they endured in their lives has been twisted into the most vicious obsession.

Shanbai fell heavily onto the scorched earth and rolled several times due to inertia.

When she finally stopped, she saw many malicious eyes.

"Ha ha......"

Shanbai's chest heaved violently, and every breath was accompanied by a burning pain that tasted like rust.

She glanced back at the lame man, who was dragging his injured leg through the rubble searching for a usable weapon.

Shanbai suddenly grabbed the half-burnt wooden board at his feet and rushed towards the nearest fire man.

"boom!"

The wooden board hit the fire man's head hard and broke into pieces in an instant.

The flying sawdust fell on her trembling arms like a black snow.

So fragile…just like her.

This realization should have made her despair, but it unexpectedly ignited some even more intense emotions.

"Go to hell!!!"

Shanbai roared and swung his fist, and his knuckles made a burning sound the moment they touched the fire man's skin.

The sharp pain rushed along the nerves to her brain, but she clenched her fists even tighter.

She held the fire man's scorching head tightly, and hammered it mechanically with her right hand again and again, each punch sending up a shower of flying sparks.

Shanbai could feel her skin blistering and carbonizing, but a kind of obsession stronger than the pain supported her.

"You're a disgrace! You were beaten to pieces by a mere mortal like me!"

“That’s right.

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Before Shanbai could turn around, he saw a long sword condensed with golden light breaking through the air and accurately piercing through another fire man who was about to launch a sneak attack.

The light was holy and cold, burning the fire man into golden ashes that floated all over the sky.

"senior......"

His tense nerves suddenly relaxed and Shanbai's legs suddenly lost strength.

At the moment when she was about to fall into the scorched earth, a warm embrace caught her steadily.

"The rest is up to you, senior..." Shanbai closed his eyes weakly.

"No." Theresa's voice was undeniable. "This is up to you."

"But I..." Shanbai opened his eyes and looked at his bloody hands, "Already..."

A warm touch suddenly enveloped her bruised fist.

Theresa's palms glowed with a soft golden light, which penetrated her blood vessels through the wounds like a living thing.

"I know, you're already great."

Shanbai watched in shock as his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But strangely enough, the light even penetrated deep into her body.

"Senior...?" Her voice trembled with shock.

"I—in my name, bless you. From this moment on, your hands are no longer ordinary."