System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Sharon's mouth trembled, and the rapid loss of mental power made her feel unprecedented pressure.

What made her a little puzzled was that the two people behind her didn't seem to catch up with her intentions to end her.

Sharon glanced back, and the red-haired girl continued to open the book, as if nothing had happened.

The clown was leaning against the door, with two flying knives fluttering between her fingers like butterflies. He just smiled and looked at Sharon, showing no intention of coming over.

"Are... are you hurt?" A gentle voice came from in front of Sharon, "Shall I help you?"

Sharon turned her head quickly, and saw a beautiful woman with silver-gray hair standing on the long table in front of her at some point. She squatted down and looked at Sharon lying on the table, her eyes full of pity.

"You...you are the one from Bwonsamdi's family!" Sharon's eyes widened. Now that she was at such a close distance, she finally saw who the woman in front of her was.

Sharon quickly rolled over and rolled to the side, and when she was about to crawl past the silver-haired woman in a hurry, another voice exploded in her mind.

"Honey, just listen to her..."

Sharon stood there as if her whole body was petrified. She turned her head stiffly and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was the handsome woman with the same appearance as the clown, with gray-blue hair, and there seemed to be light in her eyes.

At the moment when Sharon was dazed, a pain that tore through her soul quickly occupied her consciousness.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Sharon was instantly awakened by the pain, and she lost her balance and fell down on the table.

Sharon's whole body trembled violently. When she looked down, her right hand had long since disappeared, but she could clearly feel that her right hand was still moving.

Her right hand... grew on her newly torn left leg, and was moving according to her will.

It was as if her hand had never left.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

One after another of the weird scenes made Sharon's spirit close to collapse. She wailed and crawled towards Syl with hands and feet.

If the consciousness can shed tears, she must have collapsed and cried at this time.

Sharon dragged her broken body to the end of the long table, kicked hard towards the end, and fell heavily before the steps of the throne with her body.

"Be...become...become...become..."

Sharon repeated the word morbidly. She raised her head, looked at Syl, who was sleeping on the throne, and climbed up to the throne step by step.

This figure doesn't look like he's going to assassinate Duoshe, but looks more like a humble ant begging for mercy before the throne of the gods.

When Sharon climbed the last step and saw Syl's exquisite bare feet, she found that besides Syl, there was another thing dormant on the throne.

It was a half-human tall creature that was difficult to describe in words.

From the physical point of view, it is a lizard half the height of a man, with a big tail half the height of a man.

But its whole body, including the huge wings that are several times the size behind it, are covered with black and red spores, which are beating drums and drums.

It seemed to be in a state of battle, and the spores all over its body instantly fused into one, turning into a black and red object like exoskeleton armor, covering it.

On its slightly larger head, there are six twisted horns stretched backwards... Only by seeing its head can its identity be fully confirmed.

This is a dragon!

Originally, the whole body was covered with spores, which was weird and frightening, and it could make intensive phobia patients die on the spot.

But when the spores are completely transformed into the exoskeleton armor, the streamlined armor is matched with its majestic head, which can only be described as handsome.

At this time, it was lying on the cushion of Syl's throne, spread its wings, and the sound of metal friction was extremely harsh, and it said lightly:

"Tell me how to deal with it."

The indifferent tone seemed to be looking at a dead person.

The voice is still Shiro's voice, but the mood has completely changed into another dragon.

"Her reaction just now was interesting enough." The clown who was leaning against the door seemed to have lost interest. She waved her hand and said, "You guys decide."

"Ditto," the tall gray-blue-haired woman leaning against the back chair also waved her hand, "I'm not interested in old women."

The gentle woman with silver-gray hair climbed down from the long table, raised her right hand a little and said:

"I think it's better to leave it to the saint to judge."

"No problem, at least she summoned something, and I respect that."

After the red-haired girl finished speaking, she turned a page in the book in her hand and continued helplessly:

"Every time I summon them, they refuse to come to see me, as if they are hiding from the plague."

Sharon, who was crawling and trembling under the throne, was pressured by the young dragon on the throne and could only lie on the ground, letting them discuss how to deal with her.

Now Sharon is full of regrets for entering Syl's sea of ​​consciousness. She still can't figure out why there are so many accompanying consciousnesses in Syl's consciousness, and they all look extremely powerful.

At least far stronger than Syl.

Normally speaking, shouldn't Syl's body have been taken over long ago?

"Okay, then control it first." The dragon on the throne breathed out lightly.

Countless scarlet spores drifted towards Sharon, and the phantom spores sank into Sharon's body, becoming one with her consciousness.

At this moment, Sharron knew clearly that she could no longer escape.

And as Sharon's thoughts just fell, Sharon's consciousness has also been completely parasitic.

At this moment, a powerful force from unknown origin forcibly sucked out Sharon's conscious body

......

"call out--"

A golden streamer was moving rapidly in the air, it was Ashara who had just arrived from Border Town.

Across a distance of more than ten kilometers, Ashara could see the dazzling and powerful beam of light above Suramar's head, which made Ashara's mood sink. rush in the direction.

When it was only a few kilometers away from Suramar, the light beam had already slashed in a certain direction with an exaggerated gesture.

Even Ashara, who was flying and on her way, was affected, her figure quickly landed, and only then did she avoid the terrifying beam of light.

"This......"

Ashara watched this exaggerated attack with dumbfounded eyes, and at the same time her heart tightened.

How should Syl resist this level of attack?How could she survive?

Ashara's figure turned into a streamer again, and when she sprinted to the gate of the city, she firmly grasped the holy spear in her hand and raised it towards the sky.

At the same time, Ashara forcibly activated the long-distance teleportation, and a mouthful of blood spat out from Ashara's mouth.

Cyr... hold on...

wait for me......

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PS: 10 chapters are still owed.

As for the reason why I didn’t add it again and it was too late... I passed the defense, because I slept until noon and didn’t answer the teacher’s call in the morning, and I was given a low score by the angry teacher and entered the second defense. .....Day... I can't tell the pain, and I was frantically asked to change this and that. I can only say that I may not be able to add changes before the second debate. Annoying, very annoying, and disasters come.

But the most important thing to be a man is to be happy——

[1. My girlfriend is cooking for the first time, and I made up my mind that no matter what the taste is, I will eat it all]

[But when I stretched my chopsticks towards the crab, it caught my chopsticks. 】

【Crab: "Is it very familiar? Do it when you come up."】

【2. There will be many unexpected things in the world】

【For example】

[You thought I would give an example. 】

[3. A teacher for one day and a father for life, Xiao Ming competed with the teacher's children for property at the teacher's funeral. 】

Woohoo, good night, I'm so hard.

Chapter 160 Chapter 150 Archbishop, this is not allowed (4000 word chapter)

At the junction of the southern and western districts of Ibiza, a large area of ​​surrounding buildings collapsed.

Fortunately, the people had already evacuated ahead of time, and there were church strongmen who rushed to defend them. This massive attack did not cause too many casualties.

It only caused a part of the economic loss. Compared with human life, these compensable losses make people feel less heavy.

But even if the mighty Great Sword of Holy Light had dissipated, still no church powerhouse dared to take a step.

They have all felt the power of that kind of power, it is definitely a power far beyond the fifth level - because they have all weighed each other, and none of them have the ability to take that blow head-on.

Just as everyone was looking at each other, thinking about who could enter the diffuse smoke to check the information inside, a strong teleportation wave appeared around them.

"Huh? Is this... Holy Light? I hope it's from there?" A tall and thin man covered in a black robe looked in the direction of the teleportation array.

Teleportation is not a common divine technique. At present, only the Goddess of Hope and the Generosity and Wisdom have it. However, the teleportation distance will not be too long unless there is a powerful extraordinary weapon.

This also shows that they can find someone to talk about.

After all, that great sword of holy light is a product of the Goddess of Hope Sect. No matter what the consequences of this matter are, it should be borne by the Goddess of Hope Sect.

A figure with a golden holy light appeared in front of everyone. After the golden light dissipated, everyone saw who it was.

A... little girl who had never met before, wearing a black robe, was looking indifferently at a group of church powerhouses.

"That... Excuse me..." When the tall and thin man took a step forward to ask, he saw the girl, turned around and rushed into the smoke without hesitation.

"Hey! Dangerous!"

The man shouted nervously from behind, but he didn't dare to catch up and stop him.

Those present breathed a sigh of relief.