The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

The wind stopped.

Sunrise.

A thin, almost transparent layer of pale gold appeared on the skyline.

The light was so faint, yet so stubborn, like silk that had been repeatedly crumpled and unfolded by the darkness, finally breaking free from the constraints of the night.

The clouds were tinged with amber edges, like burnt-out embers coming back to life.

The morning light overflowed from the horizon, first as a shallow line, and then spread out, soaking the entire eastern sky.

The light was not dazzling, but rather had the softness of a newborn, like hope carefully held out by someone.

Theresa squinted her eyes and shielded her eyes from the glaring sunlight with her hands.

"Growing towards the sun?"

The wind blew again, carrying the scent of morning dew, brushing across the tips of her hair, like someone's fingertips gently brushing against it.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to grab something, but only caught a wisp of cool breeze.

In the distance, the first full ray of sunlight finally pierced through the clouds and shone onto the devastated land.

The darkness receded like a tide, and the remaining shadows of filth melted in the light, turning into tiny golden spots that drifted away in the wind.

The morning light poured down, casting a light golden edge on Theresa's figure.

She stood in the light, tilting her head slightly, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edges of her nails.

then......

"Click."

A soft sound.

She bit off half a nail, spat out the fragments, and reached out to scratch her hair.

Every pair of eyes around her was fixed on her, their pupils reflecting her figure standing in the morning light.

"Before she gets used to it..."

Urban's voice suddenly ripped through the silence.

"——Get rid of it quickly!"

His roar was like a thunderclap, and he was the first to release all the remaining power of the gods.

Cold sweat broke out on Urban's forehead. He knew it better than anyone else.

The thing in front of me is no longer human.

After experiencing the erosion of filth, the tempering of divine power, and the ritual that could distort even concepts, her existence itself has gone beyond the scope of language description.

The forces that should have crushed mortals achieved a strange balance within her body.

What's even more terrifying is that she could have become the supreme being, but she actively maintained her human form.

He has always longed for the power to gain a foothold in the world, but was directly ignored by the people in front of him.

The sunlight froze in mid-air.

Urban suddenly realized that even his own heartbeat had disappeared.

No, the whole world was taken away.

The falling dust stopped before my eyes, and even the morning breeze remained blowing, frozen in place.

"You have ushered in a new era."

Theresa's voice was remarkably clear in the absolute silence.

With every step Urban took, he felt his soul tremble.

Her toes touched the frozen light, creating ripples like water.

Urban tried to move, but found that he couldn't even move his eyeballs.

He could only watch the figure getting closer and closer. Wherever she walked, the space was distorted like crumpled parchment.

The frozen figures of the knights were stretched into grotesque silhouettes in the distorted space.

“You gave me the best example.”

Urban felt a warm liquid flowing out of his nose.

is blood.

His mind was working in overdrive, trying to comprehend what was before him.

In this detached space and time, Theresa finally stood before him.

"Your heart is beating fast. Are you afraid? Or are you looking forward to it?"

Urban held his pounding chest. The state he had been pursuing all his life was now right before his eyes.

"Yes, your idea is very good. Why are there only five goddesses in this world?"

Theresa's voice carried a divine resonance.

"Humanity believes in five goddesses...but has anyone ever considered where the other gods are?"

Since people are divided into strong and weak.

What about the gods?

The Goddess of Light ended the war and the conflict of Hellfire with her extremely powerful strength, and was envied by the Judgement.

That means there are different levels of strength among gods.

Judging from Urban's experiment, humans can rely on the power of God.

The roar of the thunder beast rolled in the clouds, the shadow of the raven swept across the snow curtain, the scarlet blood demon crawled out of the abyss, and the holy angel descended from the light.

These phenomena indicate that there are other gods in this world.

So where do they exist?

I'm afraid that only by becoming a being at the same level can one feel it.

It is because there are only goddesses nowadays that all kinds of disputes and boring things arise.

The world is a huge canvas made up of various colors, and the goddesses are the most vivid blocks.

After all, a person only draws two strokes, which are insignificant on the canvas.

They need special brushes to create the most stunning paintings.

Humanity’s strength is not enough to leave its own mark, which is why Urban is so dedicated to research.

What would happen if the colors covered by the goddesses were re-adjusted and covered on the canvas?

Oh my! That is truly a world where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend.

With all the different colors appearing, the goddesses must be having a headache, right?

But what can you do? In the end, you will both be restrained from appearing in the world.

Humanity will have to adapt to this change until a world where humans and gods coexist is achieved.

"Your idea is very good. As a person, your thinking is too advanced. I admire you very much."

Theresa's lips curled up into a smile.

However, her next words were unexpected.

"But I don't like you very much."

Before she finished speaking, Theresa stared at Urban gently, and her gaze that could not be looked directly at instantly erased his existence from this world.

The sunlight has returned to normal temperature, still as warm as ever, and it feels warm on my arms.

"Yeah, what can you do to me? I'm a human being now, not an ethereal being like you."

Theresa raised her middle finger to the sky.

"Now, let me start a new era."