System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

[Saint]: "Failed?"

[Saint]: "Did she fail in promotion?"

The result was already obvious, but Searle still asked stubbornly as if he didn't believe it.

It seems to be expecting the missionary to give a different answer.

But the missionary really gave it.

【Missionary】: "Successful, but also failed."

The missionary's answer lifted Searle up.

[Saint]: "What do you mean? What do you mean by success and failure?"

[Missionary]: "The promotion was successful, but she failed to resist the more powerful ravings after the promotion."

[Missionary]: "She herself is already in a state of incomplete soul, her spirit is extremely unstable, and she can't resist the follow-up ravings, which is normal."

The missionary's words seemed to inject Searle with a shot in the arm, and Searle quickly cheered up.

This failure cannot be regarded as a real hammer.

Maybe it's just something wrong with the test product.

Find someone who is at the peak of strength and in a good state of mind, and there must be a chance...

Syl thought so, and immediately changed back to his original appearance.

[Missionary]: "Won't you wipe the blood off my face first... and my clothes... oh..."

Ignoring the missionary's thoughts, Syl turned around and took Ashara's hand, and walked towards the door.

The moment the two hands touched, Ashara knew that it was Syl who was holding her.

She also felt the deep... fear in Syl's heart through Syl holding her hand tightly at this moment?

"What's wrong? Syl?" Ashara stopped in her tracks, pulling Syl to stop, "What happened just now?"

Ashara couldn't see what happened just now, but Syl's reaction forced her to find out.

"Just now... Sharon failed to promote and died." Syl turned around and looked at Ashara, the corners of his mouth trembling, and then smiled and said, "But it's okay, maybe it's just that Sharon was out of spirits. It's just a problem, if you change it, maybe you will be promoted?"

It seemed that Syl wanted to comfort Ashara. After all, if the promotion failed, Ashara would be the most dangerous person.

But Syl's tone couldn't make people feel any sense of comfort, at least Ashara could only hear that Syl was anxious now.

Ashara slowly took Syl's hand and pulled her in front of her, tiptoed slightly, and rubbed Syl's head with her hand.

"Don't worry." Ashara said expressionlessly. "Calm down."

Ashara really wanted to say something about life and death, be careful, but worried that Syl would be even more sad after hearing it, so she could only ask Syl to calm down a little.

Feeling the feeling of Ashara's warm little hands stroking the top of her head, the warmth of Ashara's palms seemed to be transmitted to Syl, making her flustered heart settle down.

Searle is not a person who has a strong desire to win, but this time she is too afraid of failure, because failure means losing her beloved.

It's not like she can't live without the love she loves, but who wants to feel that way?

Syl didn't want to, anyway.

Seeing that Syl's mood had calmed down, Ashara withdrew her hand and said, "What you thought just now is very dangerous."

Searle's thoughts just now were indeed a little bit of a dead end.

If Sharon fails, then find the next one. What if the next person also fails?

Are you still looking for the next one?

How is this different from what the "Flying Ascension" Society did?

The only difference may be that Searle's "experiments" are all church traitors in death row.

"I understand..." Searle said after taking a deep breath, "I will think of other ways."

Just when Syl calmed down and was about to let Ashara take him back to his room first, Ashara spoke again.

"Syl." Ashara called in Syl's direction.

"What's the matter? Archbishop." At this moment, Syl's heart had calmed down, and she looked curiously at the archbishop who suddenly stopped her.

"Five ranks and six ranks, the magic circle, the church has it." Ashara said.

"I know this...why do you suddenly say this?"

Searle's previous experiments were precisely to test whether the formation could be used.

Now it has been proved that it can be used, but it is not known whether the energy transmitted is pure or not, and whether it will lead to madness like Sharon and that half-crazy Transcendent.

"Let me try," Ashara seemed to be afraid that Syl would get too excited, and stretched out her hand to hold Syl's right hand, "Formation."

Hearing Ashara's words, Syl's pupils shrank slightly, and almost immediately after Ashara finished speaking, he asked:

"why?"

This request of Ashara completely exceeded Syl's expectation, she didn't even know why Ashara would make such a request.

But soon, Ashara gave her answer.

"I feel a familiar breath," Ashara said calmly, "it's inside the formation."

"Familiar... breath?" Syl repeated in a murmur.

Syl knew who the source of power was, the Holy Spirit or the angel who didn't know whether he was crazy or not... Why did Ashara feel familiar?

But is it necessary to take risks just for this familiar breath?

"Let's wait until we find another way..."

Syl put his left hand on Ashara's too, and began to persuade.

"No," Ashara shook her head, and said after a moment of silence, "That breath..."

"very familiar......"

"very familiar."

"I must, for myself, go and see."

Ashara's tone became firmer.

Because she has already confirmed the breath coming from the formation.

It was the previous saint.

her sister.

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PS:

feature film -

[1. Send everyone the most practical procrastination teaching in history! 】

【Repost tomorrow】

【2. The strongest and most powerful muscle in the human body is the tongue. Why doesn't anyone use their tongue to fight? 】

【3. I took my brother-in-law's sister, so who is my brother-in-law? 】

good night

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Chapter 324 Chapter 290 Nine Fusion Strange Angels (4000 word chapter)

"Harun Rotten Wood, Shards of Saint Quartz, Black Iron Wood Kazuki...um...all of them..."

"But how do you play this kazoo? Do you know it, Peer?"

"Uh...a little bit..."

"Okay, then you can play it during the ceremony, wait, you can play it for me first."

In Fina's room at No. 69 Hambonin Street, Ibiza District, an intense preparation was going on at this time.

Originally today, when Fina went out to investigate and was about to come back to rest, she suddenly received a mission from the entourage of the leader of Nightfire, the Saintess of Syr, asking her to collect some materials in a short time.

Fortunately, Fina often collects supernatural materials and has a rich family background, so she quickly collected all the materials on that list.

After collecting everything, Fina began to study what it was used for. It looked like a material needed for some kind of ceremony.

Moreover, there was a kazoo in the ingredient list, and there was a short piece of melody notes beside it. In order to prepare for unexpected needs, Fina began to let Peier practice this piece of music.

"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo~"

The moment the sound of Kazoo came out, Fina couldn't hold back anymore.

Not only is it ugly, but the penetrating power is also particularly strong. Coupled with that strange melody, it is hard not to make people get goosebumps.

"Ahem...Sorry, I haven't played for a long time." Pei Er said with some embarrassment, she took the flute from her mouth and said, "I'll practice again."

After repeated practice in a short period of time, Peer's kazoo has also evolved from being harsh at the beginning to the current smooth and beautiful sound.

And the more I listen, the more strange I feel.

Why is this piece of music so similar to a piece of sacred music from a certain church?

Although Fina couldn't remember which church it was, this section must have been selected from the sacred music section.

While they were making preparations, the saint's entourage had been standing at the window, looking out of the window, as if waiting for something.