The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Theresa's fingertips shone with a pure golden light, an incredibly holy light that formed a sharp contrast with her filthy image just now.

"This is......"

Shanbai opened his eyes wide and looked at the spots of light that were like fireflies on a summer night, gently lingering on his scarred arms.

"do not move."

Theresa's voice suddenly lost its usual laziness and took on a divine, ethereal quality.

Shanbai suddenly arched his back and felt hot liquid rushing through his veins.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and a circle of fine golden circles appeared at the edge of her irises.

Even more surprising changes occurred at the wound site.

The burned skin began to fall off, and the new skin was as pure as the first snow, with a faint pearly luster.

"Senior? What on earth is this..."

Shanbai's voice was stuck in his throat.

The holy light was sweeping over her body with overwhelming force, and the remaining red mist in her body was evaporated like morning dew encountering the scorching sun.

Her whole body was burning as if she was thrown into a furnace, blood was surging and roaring in her veins, but strangely she did not feel any pain.

Theresa tilted her head to observe her reaction, then suddenly reached out and poked Shanbai's burning cheek.

"Well...how should I put it, you were chosen by me."

This explanation was so perfunctory that even she couldn't explain the reason.

"Who said you have to have instructions for blessing someone? Anyway, you've broken the deadlock. Be grateful, Xiao Baizi!"

Theresa slowly helped Shanbai up, then pushed her forward with both hands.

I don't need a reason at all. I just can't help but want to be your support when I see you working so hard.

"I......"

Shanbai stared at his hands in a daze, with tiny golden rays flowing between his knuckles.

In the distance, the sound of the Fire Man began to advance towards them, climbing out from the shadows of the ruins once again.

If it were the me from before...I would have run away by now.

"I know you're jealous."

Shanbai didn't even realize when she rushed out. When she came to her senses, her fist had already sunk deeply into the fire man's chest.

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

The fire man lowered his head in disbelief. Those brilliant golden lines were like greedy vines, rapidly spreading along his torso.

“This is my light.”

Shanbai took a deep breath and felt that all the blood in her body was singing and every cell was cheering.

When she smashed her other fist into the fire man's body, the entire battlefield was enveloped in a burst of golden light.

The fire man fell apart in the dazzling light, and his lava body shattered into countless golden glasses.

Shanbai's breathing gradually became steady, but the golden light on his fingertips became more and more intense.

That was no longer borrowed courage, but a dawn-like light that truly belonged to her.

"Roar--!"

In the surrounding ruins, dozens of fire men raised their heads at the same time.

The girl's figure was reflected in their lava eyes, as if they had seen the most delicious prey.

Courage is the only faith.

The first fireman didn't even have time to raise his claws before he was hit in the jaw by an uppercut.

Golden light burst out from the impact point, and the fire man's head vaporized instantly. The headless body still maintained a charging posture, and ran two more steps before falling to the ground with a bang.

Three fire men rushed over at the same time from the left.

Shanbai spun around to avoid the attack, and the light drew a brilliant circle along its rotating trajectory.

When her whip kick swept across the waist of the fire man in front, the golden ring suddenly shrank.

The three lava bodies were cut in half at the same height, the upper halves were still spinning in the air, and the lower halves had turned into hot debris all over the ground.

Shanbai didn't even turn his head back at the fire man who attacked him, and grabbed the attacker's arm made of lava with his backhand.

The part of her palm that touched the fire man burst into a dazzling golden light, like a red-hot iron block immersed in ice water.

All the firemen rushed towards him, and there was no strategy in their empty heads.

"call......"

Shanbai slapped his palms on the scorched earth, then propped up his whole body.

Then she twisted her palm clockwise on the ground. With her as the center of the circle, the fire men within the radius froze at the same time, shrouded in golden ripples.

Countless golden light particles rose up, forming a brilliant aurora belt above the scorched earth.

The burning ruins seemed holy at this moment, every piece of debris was plated with gold, and every grain of dust was glowing.

"God time?"

Theresa rubbed her chin slightly. It was surprising that she could attain enlightenment so quickly.

It seems that Baizi is also very talented.

I don’t know what the Holy Lady of Fertility would think, but she just snatched the person away.

Shanbai stood there, breathing slightly, looking at his hands.

The flames were slowly fading, but that warm feeling of power still flowed through his blood.

On the distant horizon, dawn finally tore through the night, and the first ray of morning light shone on her blood-stained black hair.

This is... my own light.

"Well done."

Theresa suddenly patted Shanbai's shoulder from behind, frightening the girl so much that she almost jumped.

"senior......"

Shanbai twisted his fingers hesitantly, his eyelashes, stained with the ashes of the Fire Man, trembling slightly. "May I ask, what level of existence are you?"

She regretted her words before she even finished speaking. Theresa's hands suddenly froze.

Shanbai waved his hands hurriedly, the golden light in his hair falling with his movements: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! If you don't want to talk about it, then-"

"I want to be God."

The words came out so naturally, as if they were discussing tomorrow's breakfast.

Theresa even began counting on her fingers.

"If we start counting from today..." She suddenly held up two fingers, "around this time the day after tomorrow."

The morning breeze blew the ashes between them.

Shanbai opened his mouth, his brain completely shut down.

“It’s not that I want to become a god, but only by becoming a god can I change.”

Theresa suddenly sneered, and her ripped windbreaker rustled in the morning breeze.

"I've always been lazy... There are some things in this world that you can't just avoid by saying you don't like them."

She suddenly reached out and pinched Shanbai's chin, her movements strong yet surprisingly gentle.

"First of all, I'm not a good person, absolutely not. So I give you... my light."

Theresa's breath brushed her lips. "From now on, I'll leave this mess here to you to sort out for me."

On the horizon where the scorched earth ended, figures began to gather.

Akzan walked in front with tired steps, his torn black coat covered with soot.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them standing high on the ruins, then raised his hand and waved.

Behind him, Ryan's armor reflected the light of the rising sun.

The surviving knights followed the bishop in silence. Although their cloaks were tattered, they fluttered in the morning breeze like unyielding flags.

Further away, the guild's adventurers appeared one after another, supporting the wounded.

Some were carrying broken weapons, some were holding unconscious companions, but everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.

The rising sun that broke through the smoke.