The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Theresa used the stone to quickly bounce off with her feet and then leaped into the air. The large stone seemed insignificant in front of the horned bull and was directly smashed to pieces.

Theresa landed on the horned bull's head and took out a white kunai with both hands. The kunai spun in her hands and accurately inserted into the bull's two eyes.

The bull rushed forward in pain, but Theresa was as steady as a rock. She clamped her feet tightly on the bull's back and held the kunai tightly in her hands, constantly controlling the direction.

This broken ox is so strong!

You want to see who’s stronger, right? Come out, Black Hand, and give it a punch!

A black hand stretched out from behind Theresa. She originally planned to use this black hand to punch the horned bull to change its direction, and then use her own light ball to blow it upside down.

However, unexpectedly, the black hand penetrated the bull's head with unstoppable force.

"Moo!"

With a shrill wail, the bull with a horn pierced through its head fell down.

Theresa was at a loss for a moment, but at this moment, the black hand quickly transformed into a sharp sickle shape and ruthlessly cut off the head of the horned bull. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the land red.

Theresa quickly jumped off the horned bull's body, her eyes fixed on the black hand that was devouring the bull's corpse.

Isn't this right?

Black Hand has become increasingly powerful, now able to change form at will and showing a cruel and violent side...

This is definitely not a good thing. After eating the left brain, changes did occur. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise I would definitely be regarded as a monster.

Okay, okay! Stop eating it, you've already gnawed it to pieces!

Theresa walked over and saw that the bull, which was originally lively and charging, had now turned into a skeleton with white bones.

Since its head had been eaten clean, Theresa pulled it out with just a light pull.

It's so cruel. Although I felt very comfortable when I swallowed it, this is definitely not the ending I expected.

So just as the black hand was about to retract into its owner's body, Theresa glared at it fiercely and scolded it severely.

You are forbidden from eating any more food today, and your temper must be restrained. If you do not agree, you will never be able to taste the delicious food your master eats in the future!

As expected, he can understand what people say.

The black hand was like a long whip, with its head lowered at the front, looking exactly like a child who had made a mistake.

Come on, come on, go back to where you should be. You don’t need to do anything anymore.

The smell of the stink ball just now was strong enough to successfully drive away all the grazing cattle nearby, but this forced her to find a new target.

But she felt that fighting these stupid cows was no big deal compared to the battle in her left brain.

Glancing across the distance, Theresa noticed a group of knights.

They were fully armed, their armor gleaming in the glaring sunlight. It looked like they were on some kind of patrol.

Maybe this is a patrol from the church. I wonder if every region worships a different goddess?

She was a little curious, but not much. Now that she had a new identity, she didn't need to pay too much attention to these things.

Theresa turned around and casually scattered the cow skeleton on the ground, just as if to add some fertilizer to the soil.

It seemed like another group of adventurers had arrived and were already working. They needed to speed up, or else they would be in trouble if they drove the cattle away.

Theresa put the horns into the backpack she had prepared long ago, then turned around and continued to look for the herd.

However, this time things didn't go so smoothly, perhaps because there were too many people and the cattle were scattered. No wonder everyone chose to go out early in the morning to carry out the mission.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already noon. Theresa held her hands against the scorching sun and gazed at the plains in the distance.

It is now about five kilometers away from the guild.

Alas! Earning such a fortune is truly a waste! No wonder it takes teams several days to complete a single mission.

After all, for tasks that are too simple, the time required is completely disproportionate to the benefits.

If there are two lone cows, there is no need to use rotten eggs, which can save some costs.

Theresa slid down the grass slope, then rushed towards one of the cows like a gust of wind, jumped up, raised her left leg, and kicked the cow's head hard.

The poor cow was still eating grass when it was kicked until it was dizzy and disoriented.

After seeing this, the other bull could not tolerate such provocation. It raised its thick horns and attacked Theresa fiercely.

Theresa remained unfazed. She firmly supported the bull's head with her palms. The powerful impact made her step back a few steps, but she managed to hold on firmly.

Even without the support of the black hand, she could still withstand the impact of the bull with her existing physical fitness.

However, the bull was indeed very strong. So, Theresa decisively adopted the strategy of using softness to overcome hardness, cleverly using the bull's strength to throw it away.

Then she waved her jade hand lightly, and several balls of light shining with dazzling white light suddenly appeared in the air, dragging long tails like meteors, rushing towards the horned bull at an extremely fast speed, launching an extremely fierce attack.

After these light balls hit the target, they immediately burst into crackling sounds and emitted sizzling white smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Theresa suddenly exerted force on her feet, and the whole person seemed to teleport and instantly appeared in front of the horned bull.

Before the bull could react, Theresa threw the light ball she had prepared at it without hesitation.

With a loud "bang", the light ball suddenly exploded, and the powerful impact force generated directly blew the extremely thick body of the horned bull away.

The power of this attack was significantly increased compared to before.

Theresa had already reached the fallen horned bull and was stepping on its head.

After all, she needed the cow's horns, so she decided to spare its life. As for what fate the cow would encounter after returning to the herd without its horns, that was not within her consideration.

Dear little calf, please give me your horns.

Although she couldn't say such a long string of words, as long as her thoughts were conveyed, it would be enough.

Theresa held the kunai, ready to cut off the bull's horns.

Suddenly there was a "?" sound, and the kunai in her hand was actually bounced away.

Tsk! The black hand comes out!

The black hand slowly crawled out from Theresa's sleeve like a black python, and then quickly wrapped around her arm.

Theresa swung her arm violently, like a sharp sword. The black hand swung in sync with her movement, instantly severing the bull's horns.

When the horned bull in the distance saw this scene, it spread out its four strong legs and ran desperately, trying to escape from this terrible scene.

Theresa didn't give it a chance, throwing two kunai and hurling them forward with force. The kunai flew rapidly through the air and accurately pierced the horned bull's front paws.

The horned bull let out a painful howl, lost its balance, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to escape the fate of having its horns taken away.