System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

After Xiaofenmao entered the dormant state in this hiding place, Searle followed the same pattern and continued to lead the little dragons to the next hiding place.

After reaching the seventh hiding place and arranging all the little dragons, Searle looked at Harry and asked:

"How many hiding places are there?"

"There are two left, miss."

There are two more...

But there are no extra little dragons to arrange for the remaining hiding places.

You can't make one on the spot, can you?

Thinking of this, Seale looked at Harry's position.

Harry, who was a little numb from Syl's gaze, lowered his head slightly, and asked cautiously, "Is there anything else... Miss?"

That cautious look seemed to know that if he said a wrong sentence, he would encounter some strange things.

After thinking about it carefully, Syl shook his head slightly: "It's nothing."

It is not very reasonable to create small dragons now. If the parasitic time is not long enough, the small dragons created will generally be relatively young, unable to do anything, and can only act on instinct.

Moreover, Harry is still considered a top-level fifth-tier combat power. If he transforms into a dragon, although his growth rate will be high, but his immediate combat power will become about fourth-level, which is not very cost-effective.

"Let's take a look at the next hiding place first." Syl put aside his thoughts for the time being and said.

After all, the emerald guide hasn't been triggered yet, and Syl must visit the remaining two hiding places.

Emerald Guidance seems to have some predictive ability, it is impossible to send out completely unproductive tasks.

If there's any place where the missionaries can get stronger, it's the two remaining hideouts.

If you haven't thought of a good solution by then, consider the dragon-making plan.

Thinking of this, Searle began to follow Harry towards the eighth hiding place, while Sandy followed closely behind Searle.

The third hideout is not in the Ibiza district, to be precise, it is at the junction of the Ibiza district and the Surler district.

Syl was still very familiar with this place.

After all, at the very beginning, this place was blocked.

And Searle was also in this place, transforming the original Roy into Xiaolong Xiaohei.

The hiding place was more hidden this time. After Harry led Seale to open the door of a private house, he walked directly towards the cellar.

After walking into the dark and damp cellar, but before reaching the end, Harry stopped, pointed to the wall next to him and said, "This is the eighth hiding place, Your Highness."

"It's quite hidden." Syl nodded slightly, then raised his feet and walked directly towards the wall.

This place is different from other hiding places, and it may be set up extremely hidden because of its proximity to the Sule area.

After Syl passed through the enchantment of the wall, he saw the scene inside.

Candlelight, stone brick walls, and a small cloth bag on a table in the center.

Cloth bag?

Unlike the two boxes containing holy objects collected in the previous seven hiding places, this time there is a cloth bag on the table.

Syl stepped forward curiously, picked up the cloth bag, and looked at it carefully.

This cloth bag doesn't look like anything special, and even has a lot of stitching, which looks a little torn.

And the feeling of holding it in the hand is surprisingly light, as if there is nothing inside.

At this time, Harry also followed in Searle's footsteps and walked inside.

After hearing Harry's footsteps, Searle raised the cloth bag in his hand, turned his head and shook his head and asked:

"What is this? The material you used for exchange?"

"Should...huh?" Harry originally planned to say yes, but after a careful look, he expressed doubts, "No, we have enough materials every time, it is impossible to only have this cloth bag."

"Didn't you let it go?" Syl nodded slightly.

If it wasn't released by someone from the "Feisheng" Society, there is only one possibility.

This is also a sacred object, released by that unknown organization.

"Okay," Syl raised his hand, threw the bag directly in Harry's direction, nodded slightly and said, "Open it."

This cloth bag is very likely what the emerald guide said.

There is a certain degree of danger. Although Searle is a person who does not dislike adventure, he is not a fool who will bite the hook.

Harry held the small cloth bag in his hand, his hands trembling slightly.

From the attitude of the red-haired lady in front of him, he could tell that there was definitely something wrong with this cloth bag.

And the problem is very likely.

Although this lady with a strange hairstyle looked weak, Harry knew that this lady must be quite powerful.

Even things that she didn't dare to open in person, it was conceivable that there might be some dangers that she couldn't solve.

"Gudu-"

After swallowing hard, Harry slowly stretched out his hands and grabbed the opening of the small cloth bag.

"I'm going to open the bag, miss." Harry couldn't help but say something for courage or a reminder.

"Go." Syl said, taking a step back.

At the same time, under the cover of Syl's palm, a bloody mouth slowly opened from her palm.

Concentrating all his attention, Harry slowly pulled the rope of the cloth bag, moving very slowly and with full vigilance in his heart.

Once something happened, he would ask Ziwu to send the young lady out immediately, and then run away himself.

The small cloth bag was slowly pulled open until it was fully opened, but there was still nothing strange about it.

Harry slowly poked his head over and looked at the things inside the bag, but it was empty and there was nothing there.

"There seems to be nothing, miss," Harry shook the bag, indicating that there was really nothing in it, but Harry seemed to have noticed something, looked inside the bag carefully and said, "There seems to be words in it, let me see... ..."

"It says... um, the writing is a little small."

"Thank you, Harry?"

Harry opened his mouth wide, looked at Searle in surprise, and asked in confusion, "Why is there my name in it... Miss, what's wrong?"

At this moment, Harry saw that the lady in front of him had pointed her hands at him, and there were two terrifying bloody mouths in her palms.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and the way she looked at herself was like looking at some monster.

"What's wrong? Miss? Don't scare me..." Harry casually dropped the cloth bag, seeing his hands out of the corner of his eyes.

This is......

Harry looked down slowly, and saw his hands.

The hands did not know when they had started to turn sickly white, only a little bit of flesh color could be seen, and the flesh on the hands was still melting, leaving only the skin connected to the bones.

Horrific changes were also taking place throughout Harry's body, first his mouth, then his nose, all began to dissolve.

When Harry raised his head and looked in the direction of the young lady in panic again, he saw from the young lady's pupils what it looked like before his eyeballs slowly fell off.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!!"

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PS:

I have been stuck on the text for several days, and I finally figured it out tonight!Start adding updates tomorrow!

feature film -

[1. You can find GTA on steam, so water is protein]

[2. Gay men dare to come out but straight men dare not, which means that gay men are more manly]

[3. Interviewer: Describe yourself as an animal, what do you think you are? 】

[Me: Parrot. 】

[Interviewer: Oh?Why is this? 】

[Me: Oh?Why is this? 】

good night~

Chapter 265 Chapter 240 Chapter 4000 The Preacher of All Things ([-] word chapter)

Harry's tragic howls resounded throughout the room. Harry, who came in later than Searle, was now standing at the door, blocking the only exit.

The clothes on Harry's body had completely dissolved, and the bones all over his body made a creaking sound, constantly changing their shape.

[Saint]: "Miss Missionary, what's going on?"

[Missionary]: "It's broken, there's a dog, run."

【Saint】: "Huh?"

Syl blinked, not understanding what the missionary wanted to express for a moment.

But Syl understood the last sentence.

Run fast.

The corner of Syl's eyes quickly searched the surrounding walls.

Unlike the previous house, this is the basement. Compared with the house, there is no light in the cellar, and there is no window to escape from. The only lighting is candles.

But now, the candle inside didn't know when it changed color.

The original orange candlelight became a little reddish, and this reddish color dyed the entire hiding place in the cellar with a weird atmosphere.