To the middle-aged woman, she was only doing Odin a favor this time.
At the same time, she was also avenging Ada, lest Ada's master blamed Debra for Ada's death. If he really suffered from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, it would not be worth it.
"Judgment of Sin!"
The middle-aged woman pointed with a finger expressionlessly, and a frighteningly cold flame burned on her fingertip.
The flame was only an insignificant little flame at her fingertip, but the moment it left her hand and rushed towards Ding Ning, it began to expand and burn crazily as if gasoline had been poured on it. In an instant, it turned into a monstrous fire dragon that was dozens of feet long, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
The terrifyingly high temperature made the air sizzle as if it could not bear the burden. The expressions of Anerman and the others changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated in terror. They only felt better after retreating dozens of meters.
When he looked at the middle-aged woman again, his eyes were filled with deep reverence. It should be known that Anerman was a fire superpower user. Although he did not dare to say that he was immune to flames, ordinary flames could not pose any threat to him.
But at this moment, the flame power that this middle-aged woman controlled was many times higher than his own, and he could not even bear the residual power. How could he not be in awe?
While Anerman was in awe, he was more glad that this middle-aged woman was on his side. Otherwise, he would not even have the courage to fight against her.
Ding Ning's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Judgment of Sin? This name was appropriate. After all, it was Hellfire that could burn away sins.
Unfortunately, he had a three-colored fire that was of a higher grade than Hellfire in his body. This Hellfire was destined to become his nourishment.
So, he simply put his hands behind his back and did not even dodge. He quietly waited for this flaming fire dragon to walk into the trap.
"This kid must be so scared that his legs have turned to jelly. He's not even dodging?"
"Haha, do you even need to ask? He must have been scared silly."
"Milord's flames are so powerful. This kid will definitely die this time."
…
While Anerman and the others did not understand why Ding Ning did not even dodge and assumed a posture of taking the attack head-on, this did not stop them from taking the chance to flatter him. They laughed and mocked him.
Debra was the only one who had seen Ada's hellfire unable to do anything to Ding Ning. However, she did not think that Ding Ning could remain unscathed if her master personally attacked.
After all, her master was a pericelestial expert. The power of the Hellfire she released was more than a hundred times stronger than Ada's. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ding Ning without blinking, wanting to see how he was going to defend against this attack.
Boom!
The Fire Dragon crashed into Ding Ning's body with a loud bang, like adding oil to the fire. The blazing bright red flame instantly turned him into a man on fire.
The corners of the middle-aged woman's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug expression. Even though Debra had told her that Ding Ning did not seem to be afraid of hellfire, she had thought that it was because Ada was not powerful enough and could not unleash the true power of hellfire.
Therefore, she did not believe it and still used the ultimate attack, hellfire. Unless Ding Ning was a flawless and virtuous gentleman who had never done anything shameful in his life, no one could survive the characteristic of hellfire that could burn all sins.
The scene suddenly became dead silent. Everyone subconsciously held their breath and stared at Ding Ning, who had become a man on fire, waiting for the final answer.
Could this guy who could come back from the dead create another miracle this time?
"It's over!"
The middle-aged woman said calmly. She turned to leave, but a hint of pity flashed in her eyes.
From the bottom of her heart, she really wanted to keep Ding Ning for her own use. After all, a genius with unlimited potential like him had a higher chance of entering the Divine List and stepping onto the Immortal Promotion Plateau than the younger generation that Debra and hellfire had painstakingly nurtured, helping them find their way back.
However, it was a pity that Ding Ning was too insensible. He was arrogant and unwilling to lower his head. In that case, she might as well just destroy him. It could also be considered as cutting off a strong competitor for Debra and the others in advance.
Debra looked deeply at Ding Ning for the last time. Although she felt that it was a pity, she believed in her master's judgment. She sighed inwardly and turned to leave behind the middle-aged woman.
"Eh! That's not right. "
The middle-aged woman suddenly thought of something. She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Ding Ning. Her face was full of shock and uncertainty.
"Master? What's wrong? "
Debra had never seen her usually calm master reveal such an expression. She blinked her big eyes curiously and asked in confusion.
The middle-aged woman frowned and stared at Ding Ning. For the first time, a hint of doubt appeared on her face. "We all know the power of hellfire. No one can withstand the pain of burning the soul. Why is this guy not making a sound until now?"
Hearing this, Debra came to her senses and turned her head to look in shock.
That's right. Now that the middle-aged woman said that, she realized that something was really wrong. The Hellfire burned the sins of living beings, and it was a direct interrogation and judgment on the soul. No one could withstand that kind of inhuman pain. Even a little bit of it was enough to make one hover between life and death from the pain and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
But up until now, Ding Ning hadn't even made a sound, much less let out a scream. All of this seemed too strange.
"How could this be? Is he the legendary flawless saint? How is this possible? "
The middle-aged woman frowned and muttered to herself when she saw that although Ding Ning turned into a man of fire, he did not scream or even roll on the ground in pain. He just stood there quietly, which was so strange that it made people feel uneasy.
But then she shook her head and threw this unrealistic idea to the back of her mind. That was impossible. How could a person live in this world without doing anything shameful?
As long as one had done something shameful, it was impossible for him to withstand the soul judgment of hellfire. Saints with flawless moral character would forever exist only in theory and would not exist in reality.
"Last time, Ada's hellfire could not do anything to him. Could it be that he has some secret method that allows him to withstand the judgment of hellfire?"
Debra carefully observed the middle-aged woman's expression and said after a moment of hesitation.
"Impossible. That kind of secret method might exist, but at least, it is impossible for such a low-level plane to exist."
The middle-aged woman firmly denied it. She would rather believe that Ding Ning was really a gentleman with flawless moral character than believe that such a low-level plane had a secret method that could make him immune to hellfire.
Debra opened her mouth and wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, she chose to remain silent. She knew her master's character very well. She was headstrong and self-opinionated, and did not allow anyone to disobey her. She was also temperamental. Even her favorite disciple would suffer the most severe punishment if she was angered.
"You have already mentioned a low-level plane more than once. Could it be that you are someone from another plane?"
Ding Ning's calm and clear voice rang out slowly, causing Anerman and the others to be shocked. Boundless fear suddenly rose in their hearts. Damn, he was fine even after this. Was he still human?
The middle-aged woman's expression changed drastically. She stared at Ding Ning, who was still in the form of a man of fire, and cried out involuntarily, "How did you do it?"
"Immune to hellfire?"
Ding Ning's voice was indifferent as he strolled forward leisurely. The red flames that enveloped his body were like the most obedient children. They suddenly shrank and suddenly burrowed into his body like a whale sucking in water, disappearing without a trace.
"No, this is impossible. Unless he has consumed hellfire … No one can refine hellfire."
The middle-aged woman could no longer maintain her composure and screamed in disbelief.
Ding Ning's eyes moved and a look of realization appeared on his face. He said bluntly, "It seems that the three-headed hound of hell has already fallen."
"You … Who are you? How do you know about the three-headed hound of hell? "
The middle-aged woman's pupils shrank violently, and panic appeared in her eyes for the first time.
This was the biggest secret of outsiders like them. She thought that no one but a few people would know about it. Ding Ning's sudden revelation made her feel unprecedented nervousness and fear.
Anerman and the others looked at each other in confusion. Three-headed hound of hell? What the hell, what was that? Are you guys talking about a fairy tale?
The corners of Ding Ning's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked calmly at the middle-aged woman. "Not only do I know about the three-headed hound of hell, but I also know about the Scarlet Purgatory. You outsiders are quite capable. You can even kill the three-headed hound of hell."
The middle-aged woman's face was pale. She stared at Ding Ning in disbelief and asked sternly, "Who are you? How do you know these secrets? "
Ding Ning did not answer her question, and said with great interest, "If I'm not wrong, you guys must have encountered an accident while traveling through space, which is why you came to this plane unintentionally. However, the plane's suppression made you guys extremely weak, but because of … some reason that I haven't thought of yet, you guys are unable to leave this plane. Therefore, you guys chose to cooperate with Odin of the Blackwind Nation, and became the secret protectors of the Blackwind Nation. But I'm very curious, what conditions did the Blackwind Nation use to move you guys to the point that you were willing to sell your lives for the Blackwind Nation? Could it be the entrance to the Scarlet Purgatory?"
The middle-aged woman's face was as dark as water, and she stared at Ding Ning with fear. Although she did not directly admit it, her reaction had undoubtedly tacitly admitted that his guess was most likely the truth.
"Hellfire, you guys are from the Hellfire."
"Oh my god, the legend of the Hellfire is actually true. They really are aliens."
"Oh my god, this is unbelievable. No wonder our Blackwind Nation's technology is so advanced. It turns out that we've obtained an extraterrestrial civilization."
"Then … then doesn't that mean that they are aliens? Oh my god, they don't seem to be any different from us on the surface."
…
Anerman and the others were stunned. The legend of the Hellfire had been circulating in the upper-class circle of the Blackwind Nation for who knew how many years. With their status, they had naturally heard of it.
However, they had always scoffed at it, thinking that it was all just a rumor. They did not expect that all of it was actually true. This completely subverted their understanding of the world. They looked at the middle-aged woman and her disciple with complicated gazes.
Ding Ning listened to their shocked whispers and could not help but feel moved. A look of realization appeared on his face as he clapped his hands excitedly and said, "I know, you guys must be … hmm, UFO … uh, in our words here, it's a flying saucer, or … a spaceship that crashed. So, you guys need the advanced technology of the Blackwind Nation to help you repair your spaceship and find a way back. That's why you're willing to become the guardian of the Blackwind Nation, right?"
The middle-aged woman's expression completely changed. She stared coldly at Ding Ning and did not hide the murderous intent in her eyes. "Are you done? If you're done, then you can die. "
"What's the hurry? I'm not done yet."
Ding Ning waved his hand excitedly. He did not look like he was going to fight to the death with someone. Instead, it was as if he had met an old friend that he had not seen for many years and was passionately trying to understand the other's experiences over the years. He continued, "If I'm not wrong, including the technology to extract special metals from meteorites, it was you guys who provided the Blackwind Nation, right?"
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