Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

She stretched out her palms, and those burning, terrible flames jumped gently in her palms, without any intention of harming her.

The priest gazed: “This...”

He stared at Zhao: “You...”

Azhao looked at him and said, "You say that God loves light and fire, so why can I, the devil, touch these flames? ”

The priest looked iron and blue: “It must have been you, the devil, who used some method! ”

“Well...”

Zhao nodded and extended his finger to the sky: “So what? ”

As she spoke, the bright sky suddenly shook with thunder, and the black clouds visible to the naked eye quickly gathered together.

The clergyman finally changed his face when he saw such an untouchable scene.

Those civilians who watched were even more shouted out loud, and some even began to pray on their knees.

“Can your gods do this? Mr. Cleric?” Azhao looked at the priest.

The priest looked at her with a pale face and had no idea what to say.

Azhao was a little bored. She shook her head, clapped her hands, and floated out of the flame. “Come on, I'll only say it once, I haven't seen your gods yet, but I'm sure that neither god would like to burn anyone else's followers. ”

……

Zhao left the village.

She didn't feel the smell of Zongli, didn't know where she was, didn't feel anxious to start watching the landscape slowly on the continent.

Of course, her behavior, in the eyes of others, is called vagrancy.

However, Zhao's fame has spread throughout the continent in three months.

Everyone knows that there is a mysterious Ranger from the wilderness in the north, with long black hair, often wearing a black cloak and wandering around.

She has an uncertain personality, sometimes saving a few innocent, weak and small civilians, and sometimes killing some wealthy businessmen.

The Church denounced her as the devil's spokesperson and sent three waves of knights to destroy the devil.

Yet none of the three waves of knights returned. Instead, the Demon Ranger's reputation grew louder and louder.

Some devout believers cursed her, while others viewed her as an object of worship.

This day.

Zhao came to a small kingdom.

She went to a tavern, sat down and ordered something to eat.

It's one of her hobbies, and there's always a lot of interesting, fresh gossip in all kinds of pubs.

As soon as she entered the door, many eyes fell on her.

Quickly retrieved - ever since the mysterious Ranger became famous, you can always see all sorts of people outside imitating her outfit.

After all, nobody knows what that legendary dark night walker - that's the nickname they gave Azhao - is really like.

So when Zhaozhen showed up here, no one recognized him.

Azhao slowly cut the barbecue with a knife and listened to the chat in the tavern.

“I hear a bishop of the Church has arrived at the Palace of Dibis. ”

“The Queen of the Orlando Empire bought a new pair of twin half-Pokémon as her male spouse. ”

“... Tibbs' afterlife gave birth to a heretic, you know? ”

The hands of the meat slices paused down.

Tibbs?

Zhao closed his eyes and the vast god spread out.

Was it just born?

No wonder...

——

To be honest, I woke up today and saw the snow outside, and I shook up and came up with the idea of ending it on the spot.

If time can be reversed, the cold-branches request to cross back the night before, retract the sentence with a honeymoon number.

It would be nice to stay in the marshmallows...