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Half of Bella's arm was broken off from Bella's body, immediately devoid of life. Roger struck very quickly, inserting the dagger into the severed arm like lightning. This dagger blessed by the heroic soul of that year seemed to be the nemesis of the devil. There was a sound in the room.

There was a hissing sound.

The voice was sharp, like a woman in madness.

The next moment, a ball of black light emerged from the severed arm, turning into a purple-black ball of light, floating in mid-air.

The light ball kept flashing, and the purple light it emitted alternated between bright and dim, appearing to be extremely unstable.

Without saying a word, Roger drew out his dagger and rushed toward the ball of light.

This is his top-notch tonic pill. His future happiness in life depends entirely on these things.

The light ball suddenly changed its shape, and in the midst of the purple light, a purple-black hand appeared out of thin air, curled up its middle finger and flicked it towards Roger.

The sound of wind came over the shop, Roger turned his head subconsciously, and the window behind him hit the wall with a clang.

While Roger was dodging, he raised his middle finger with his hand, dragged up a string of light and shadow, and flew towards the window.

As long as you fly out, you can find a new body on the street. Even if your strength is greatly damaged, you can save your life and still have a chance to realize your dream in the future.

So many delicious little fresh meats are still waiting for her.

The people here are not easy to mess with.

That woman is simply a lunatic. Who hired such a lunatic to give her a new body? Is there something wrong with her?

The men were not much better. They went crazy and stabbed people randomly, leaving that handsome face blind in vain.

Roger threw the dagger, forcing the demon soul to dodge and change its path. He took the opportunity to jump up and block the gap between the demon soul and the window. He grabbed the hand that the demon soul had transformed into with his leather-gloved right hand.

Unable to avoid it, that hand retracted its raised middle finger, turned into a fist, and collided with Roger's left hand with a bang.

The numbness in his right hand was far from what Roger could bear. According to the magic stick Leonardo da Vinci, the most powerful devil in the world is just a demon servant. Without those weird means, just relying on strength will not be enough.

No stronger than his body strengthened by the source of light.

The moment they collided, Roger closed his fingers and firmly grasped the hand. The hand rolled up, trying to break away from Roger's grasp.

Roger exerted force with his left hand, slapped the back half of the hand hard, held it and brought it to his mouth.

"What are you going to do?" The sharp female voice first panicked, and then turned into an exclamation: "You...your hands! Samuel! Are you crazy!"

The hand suddenly shrank into a ball of light and turned rapidly. Roger's glove emitted smoke and turned into countless fragments, revealing a normal big hand and a shriveled purple-black ghost claw.

"Samuel, killing me will do you no good!"

The ball of light was still rotating rapidly, as if it wanted to wear out Roger's hand in this way.

Roger smiled at the light group: "Do you... taste good?"

As he spoke, a light glowed slightly on his right hand. Without the protection of the body, the demon soul was directly exposed to the pure light and immediately let out a scream.

The scream was feeble, and it would be more appropriate to call it a moan.

"Hey..." Roger dragged the demon soul towards his mouth with force, "I want to eat you, and you actually screamed in comfort. Hey, can you stop doing such strange things."

If the demon soul pops up and says "flax down", should you eat it or not?

In order to avoid this embarrassing situation, Roger sped up his movements. The demon soul itself was not heavy, but after struggling desperately, it felt like a weight of several hundred kilograms in his hand.

Taking advantage of this free moment, he glanced at the red-haired Bella. This extremely cruel woman didn't care about the situation at all, and was using one hand and teeth to stop the bleeding of the broken arm.

As long as the demon soul enters his body, Roger can mobilize the source of light to swallow the demon soul. Last time, Baron Samuel slammed into his chest, but this time he couldn't open his chest to let the demon soul in.

The best way is to eat it!

Eat it, eat it, eat it all!

"You are not Samuel..."

Feeling the pure light, the already weak Demon Soul's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Roger parted his hands slightly, opened his mouth, and took a bite, wanting to taste the magic soul to determine whether he should carry cumin, chili pepper, fine salt and soy sauce with him in the future.

Then, he froze because he didn't taste anything.

The open mouth was like a black hole with endless suction, swallowing the demon soul in one bite.

belch……

He burped unconsciously.

Then, the source of light flashed away from his eyes, and the purple-black light group became the possession of the source of light.

I'm dizzy! Roger wanted to recollect it and didn't know what to do. He pinched his lips subconsciously. The suction was too strong, wasn't it?

By the way, will one day be able to suck the devil's soul into your mouth with just one mouth?

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, fifty can absorb dirt while sitting on the ground...

Nonsence!

Roger slapped his forehead, what am I thinking?

There was a sound of wind, and a figure flashed into the doorway.

Roger showed his ghost claws, only to find Granny Rong rushing in from outside at a speed completely inappropriate for her age.

"What's going on?" Granny Rong looked at the red-haired Bella who was still bleeding, then looked at Roger and asked, "What happened?"

Roger was on full alert, pointing to the blood-stained hand on the floor: "It attacked us."

The demon soul attached to that hand was converting electrical energy in his body, and he almost forgot about this hand.

Grandma Rong had several needle tips popping out from her fingers and asked Roger: "You or you?"

"The king of heaven and the tigers of the earth!" Roger said directly.

Grandma Rong did not answer, but asked: "Among the three bitches I stabbed, how did the youngest one become so popular?"

Roger immediately replied: "There are countless godfathers!"

"Why is it yellow again?"

"Tax Office!"

Grandma Rong and Roger nodded at the same time, confirming that there was nothing wrong with the other party.

"Did you chop it?" Granny Rong asked, pointing at Bella.

Roger responded, it was indeed him who cut it.

"So intense?" Granny Rong avoided the blood on the floor and came to Roger's side. "Young man, you can't control yourself when you move."

She looked at Roger's hand: "What's going on?"

Just as Roger was about to answer, he suddenly heard the floor shaking. He quickly looked for the sound and saw that the blood-covered hand was shaking violently.

Is there still a demon soul inside?

He immediately drew his dagger.

"Look at my whore-detection needle!"

Grandma Rong was more direct. With a flick of her wrist, three thin needles flew out and were inserted into that hand.

Roger's expression remained unchanged, but he was a little surprised. What was the origin of this grandma Rong? She even had the unique skill of flying needles!

This is not the large steel needle used in military performances, it looks like an ordinary sewing needle!

Not to mention ordinary people, even flying needle masters specially trained by the military cannot do what Grandma Rong is like.

The world has really changed, and more and more things that we don’t understand are gradually revealing their clues.

"careful!"

Granny Rong reminded her and stood in front of Roger. Roger was rarely moved. Although they were compatriots, they met by chance after all.

The hand on the ground suddenly flew out, and at such a speed that only a phantom could be seen, like a meteor, it arrived in front of the red-haired Bella and hit her broken arm.

"ah!"

The red-haired Bella screamed in pain and was stunned.

The hand changed shape quickly, as if adapting to red-haired Bella's arm. In just a few breaths, a brand new hand was attached to red-haired Bella's broken arm.

This hand looks no different from red-haired Bella's.

"Grandma, be careful." Roger took a step forward, blocked Grandma Rong, and said in a way that she could understand: "Maybe some things from the underworld have escaped."

The best replantation of a severed arm cannot do this!

Cutting off one's hand and changing one's hand is a treatment only the protagonist has!

Roger looked at the red-haired Bella warily. Is there really a second demon soul in this hand?
Chapter completed!