System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

A holy light flashed at the junction of Sule District and Ibiza South District, and five figures appeared on the spot.

"My goddess..."

Locke opened his eyes wide, looking at the churning black mist not far away, and the civilians fleeing away from the black mist in panic, his pupils dilated slowly, and his hands trembled slightly.

Seeing the black mist, Locke remembered a previous scene.

Green mist...corrosion...the favored of evil gods...a torment worse than death...  

The advent of the favored one triggered by Elizabeth caused Locke to suffer the heaviest injury in his life.

Although he was rescued, the unforgettable pain still lingered deep in Locke's mind, until after seeing the black mist this time, it reminded him of the fear and severe pain he encountered that day.

"Heh... hoo..."

Locke took a deep breath, suppressed the fear and trembling deep in his heart, and clenched his fists.

Unlike before, he is already a strong man who has mastered the semi-mythical form.

He is no longer the [Glorious One] who was helpless in the face of the green mist and the favored ones.

He is now one of the strongest [pure white spears] in the world.

When the crisis comes again this time, he will definitely not let it bring more pain to more people, he has the ability to protect it all.

Locke slowly stretched out his right hand, and the huge holy spear condensed in his hand.

His body also quickly dissipated into holy light, leaving only a skeleton glowing with holy light.

The pure white armor condensed outside his bones, and his body continued to expand.

Finally, a knight in pure white armor, about two meters tall, appeared on the spot.

With Locke's transformation, the other three cardinals also revealed their semi-mythical forms.

Ashara also took a deep breath, and her figure began to condense into a semi-mythical form.

Compared to Ashara's semi-mythical knight who was [-] meters tall, the other bishops were basically around [-] meters tall, and the armor on their bodies was also damaged to varying degrees.

Everyone's armor style is different, which corresponds to everyone's experience, beliefs and mood.

Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching one is still Ashara's armor, she has been tempered at the fifth level, far more than others.

After they revealed their semi-mythical forms, the black mist in front of them also appeared at the end of the street.

And in their line of sight, they could see that there were still civilians who were unable to run and fell to the ground, being engulfed in the black mist, and their life and death were unknown.

"Monster..." Locke in the armor made an angry voice.

He quickly inserted the spear in his hand into the ground, and a barrier of holy light spread rapidly until it was blocked by the black mist in front of him.

The civilians inside the barrier of holy light felt that their physical fatigue was constantly being repaired, and their spirits were no longer panicked and helpless.

With the help of the Holy Light, they quickly moved away from the black mist.

And that black mist seemed to feel the barrier, and stagnated for a second in front of the holy light barrier.

"Gah uh..."

"Sha..."

Within the black mist, there was a terrifying roar.

Almost instantly, dozens of "people" in black armor broke through the black mist, stabbed straight at the holy light barrier with their black sword blades in their hands.

Those "people" have a black mist connected to the black mist behind them, controlling them like chains.

And the black long swords in their hands seemed to have a natural restraint on the holy light. With just a light touch, the holy light barrier released by Locke instantly shattered.

Seeing this scene, Ashara's glimmering eyes flickered in the armor, and she clenched the spear in her hand.

Just when Locke was about to sprint towards the black mist, Aisha stretched his hand to stop him.

"Chong-"

The sound of the spear hitting the armor sounded, Locke turned his head slightly, and looked at Ashara with puzzlement.

"His Majesty?"

Shrouded by the fear of the past, Locke, who was eager to break through, didn't know why Her Majesty Ashara wanted to stop him.

"Black mist... civilians..." Ashara looked at the civilians connected by the black mist in front of her, and murmured, "They are still alive."

Those civilians had painful expressions, connected to the chains of black mist, their bodies couldn't help charging towards Ashara and the others.

And Locke, after calming down, also noticed all this.

It was something in the black mist that controlled these civilians and turned them into monster-like tireless killing machines.

And... just looking directly at the long swords in their hands, Locke could feel the holy flame in his eyes constantly flickering.

These black swords... seem to be completely made for the Holy Light, but in the hands of ordinary people, they can also make semi-mythical powerhouses fearful.

"Use the holy light to protect other civilians and retreat." Ashara decisively issued an order.

"His Majesty!"

This time it wasn't just Locke, the other three bishops also looked at Ashara in surprise.

Although they also felt the horror of the black mist in front of them, they also felt a complete sense of restraint.

But they are already the strongest battle force in Suramar, right?If they retreat, who should stand in front to stop the advance of the black mist?

"Quick." Ashara didn't explain, but urged calmly with a voice that didn't fluctuate.

The four bishops hesitated. After looking at each other, they nodded slightly, and their figures quickly dispersed with the holy light swaying.

In an instant, four huge barriers of holy light unfolded, covering almost the entire Sule area.

And the people of the Sule district, under the shroud of the holy light, quickly ran towards the Kos district.

The black mist continuously crushed the holy light barrier, approaching towards Ashara at a constant speed as if there was no obstruction at all.

Looking at the black mist in front of her, the humming in Ashara's mind became more and more terrifying. For a moment, Ashara felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This is not the Blessed One that Syl punched to pieces last time... This is the real Blessed One who has the power of evil gods and is so strong that it makes people despair.

The black mist billowing on the ground seemed to be enveloped by the black clouds in the sky.

Ashara ignored the dozens of dead waiters holding black swords charging towards her, and looked towards the black clouds in the sky.

Could it be... a real evil god?

The actions of the church, or Syl's actions, finally angered him?

What is the disappearing Syl doing?

Provoking him seems to be Searle's plan, so what is the follow-up to Searle's plan?

Ashara didn't know, but she knew that all she could do now was to trust Syl.

As long as it lasts until the moment Syl arrives, it will be fine.

Ashara lowered her head slowly, she turned her gaze to the "man" who broke through the barrier of holy light and was wrapped in black mist and slashed at her.

Ashara raised the nearly two-meter long spear, and swung it forward with all her might.

The Holy Spear in the air ignited a bright golden holy fire, and as Ashara swept across, formed a holy fire ripple, flying towards the black mist soldiers in front of him.

The moment the holy flame touched those soldiers, it turned into chains of holy light, locking them tightly.

But even though their bodies were bound by the chains of the holy light, they still lay on the ground, moving their bodies towards Ashara's direction, like zombies.

Ashara noticed that the chains of holy light wrapped around them, the parts that touched the black armor were constantly being corroded.

It won't be long before they break free from their chains and charge her again.

Ashara glanced back, four sixth-order [Pure White Spearmen] were doing their best to extend the barrier to help other civilians escape.

And the Bai Luolan area in the distance is also shining with light, and several light spots are rapidly approaching here.

Ashara turned her gaze back to the black mist, her body paused for a while.

This time, within the churning black mist, hundreds of figures emerged again, twisting their bodies, roaring in pain and charging towards Ashara.

She even saw that the body of one of the civilians had been completely broken, and even though he was completely dead, he was still surrounded by the black mist armor and charged at him.

The black mist is tormenting these civilians who are still alive, even if they are dead, they will not let go of the value of using them.

Ashara jumped back three meters, landed heavily, and then swung the long spear forward three times in a row, imprisoning all the black mist soldiers charging towards her.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the sacred flames in her eyes suddenly flickered and then dimmed.

The holy flame that was originally as strong as an eternal fire, now only a little bit of small flame is left, swaying unyieldingly in her eye sockets.

Ashara even felt that the power of her whole body had stagnated, she could feel that something was approaching her in the black mist.

"It's... troublesome... annoying clerics, it's you... make him angry!"

"I want to kill you! A thousand times! It's not enough!"

coming......

This is the manipulator of the black mist...

The faint fire in Ashara's eyes kept flickering, and then was ignited again. She raised the long spear in her hand, and a holy light shield condensed in front of her.

As long as it is blocked, it can stop its progress and buy time for Syl.

In the black mist, a figure in black robe broke through the black mist, almost no time to react, and hit the light shield in front of Ashara in an instant.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the light shield in front of Ashara was as fragile and shattered as an eggshell. Ashara's body was hit and flew backwards, and ruthlessly hit the building ten meters away, smashing the wall.

The broken wall bricks submerged Ashara's tall body, and in the smoke, Ashara saw a black figure slowly walking towards herself.

Ashara's body didn't suffer much damage, she stared closely at the black figure in front of her, and quickly supported her body with the holy spear to stand up.

"Ok?"

The moment Ashara stood up, she felt something was wrong.

The broken stone bricks under him had disappeared, but the black mist was right in front of us... and the black shadow in front of the black mist.

The figure quietly floated in front of him, the black mist in its hood enveloped its face, and the black mist slowly reached in front of his face.

In addition to the crazily alarmed spirituality, Ashara also heard the other party's murmurings as if they were approaching an abyss.