System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

In the next second, a light blue teleportation array appeared, and Haifa teleported in with Sandy.

After Haifa came in, he saw Syl, nodded slightly, and then froze for a moment.

"Where's the favored one?" Haifa asked curiously, "She..."

"The teleportation is gone." Syl nodded, "I'm going back too."

"Teleport away...Okay." Haifa waved his palm lightly, and the inscriptions in the entire palace were shattered and dissipated, leaving only a huge black crown in the center.

Although she has almost set all conceivable teleportation restrictions, it is obvious that the favored person's spell is not in this range, and it belongs to knowledge that she has never learned.

"Master Syl, please take this." Before Syl was about to leave, Haifa walked up to Syl and held out his hand.

"What?" Syl also stretched out his right hand, and took what Haifa handed to him.

It is a simple rune stone, not even polished, with a black crown on it.

"This meeting may take a long time. If necessary, you can use this to contact me. You only need to inject holy light." Haifa briefly explained.

"Yes." Syl nodded, looked back at Sandy, raised her hand to summon the teleportation array, and teleported away.

The brilliance of the teleportation array flashed, and Syl's figure appeared in the room.

Syl, who had just returned to the room, heard knocks on the door of the room. It sounded urgent, as if it had been knocking for a long time.

Not Archbishop Ashara...who is?

Syl walked over curiously, opened the door, and saw a familiar female bishop standing at the door with an anxious expression on her face.

After seeing Syl opened the door, the bishop finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Highness Syl... sorry to disturb you, I have been knocking outside for a long time, I thought..."

"Sorry, I seemed to have fallen asleep just now," Syl smiled and bowed his head apologetically, "I'm still a little weak."

"Physical importance is important, Your Highness...then do you still want to attend this joint church meeting?" the bishop asked with some concern, "His Majesty Ashara and the four [Pure White Spearmen] are already upstairs. Waiting now, only you..."

"Is it so fast?" Syl was a little surprised, but also a little curious about the configuration that was sent to the meeting this time.

Except for himself, are all the people sent out are semi-mythical level powerhouses?It seems that Ashara has made up her mind to help her win the right to speak this time...

"It's not a big problem, I'll go down now." Syl turned around and said to Sandy behind her, "Sandy, I'm going to a meeting, you can help guide."

"Yes, Your Highness." Sandy also knew that it was impossible for her to follow in such an occasion, so she nodded obediently.

Syl didn't say much, followed the bishop who was leading the way, and walked outside.

When they walked downstairs, they saw that Ashara was already waiting in the hall, and next to Ashara stood the four sixth-rank cardinals headed by Locke.

Ashara held a scepter and wore a crown on her head, her expression was calm and very formal, which made it difficult for Syl to say some witty words at this time.

"Sorry for being late." After Syl said apologetically, he passed the bishop leading the way and walked in front of Ashara.

"It's okay." Ashara nodded slightly, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, Ashara lightly raised the scepter, the jewel above the scepter shone with holy light, and a teleportation array enveloped the six people inside.

A familiar feeling of dizziness came, which made Searle quite uncomfortable.

It's better to send it yourself...

Syl even felt that his teleportation was much better than the group teleportation of the pope's scepter, and it was true.

When the transmitted light gradually dissipated, the surrounding world gradually became clearer, and Syl saw the place where the inter-church meeting was held for the first time.

The blue sky, even the stars can be seen.

Underground is a huge stone slab, almost as large as a thousand square meters, and the edge of the stone slab is full of flowers and plants, and even butterflies are flying on it...

At such a high altitude, there is still air and living things?

And how did this slate suspended in the air do it?This was completely beyond Seale's comprehension.

"This is..." Syl subconsciously looked towards Ashara's direction and asked.

"This is the masterpiece of our church. It's just a small creation. We are still inside the Holy See." A graceful female voice came from behind Searle.

Syl looked back, and saw a beautiful pink-haired girl who was about the same height as him, maybe a little bigger than him, walking towards him.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the dream saint, Zeniya Saint Alfred. You can call me Zeniya~"

The person who claimed to be the Saint of Dreams introduced himself to Syl, stretched out his right hand, patted his chest lightly with the hand badge, and then spread it out, which seemed to be a ritual of the Dream Goddess.

It's just that when she was taking pictures, the white rabbit on her chest, which was no less than that of a doctor, swayed, causing Searle to take an extra look.

Yes, definitely accidentally.

"Hello, my name is Syl." Syl also turned to her direction, returned a gift of Goddess of Hope, and said with a smile, "Nice to meet you."

"Let's go." As if she didn't notice the interaction between the two, Ashara walked towards the seat with the tattoo of the Goddess of Hope printed on it. The other four bishops also greeted the saint and followed. Ashhara went over.

The slate is divided into seven areas, and each area represents a different church, but I don't know how to carry out the meeting when sitting so far away.

"Uh...then I'll go there too." Syl didn't know why Ashara seemed to be worried, and after greeting Zeniya with a smile, she followed the group.

The archbishop is...jealous?

Shouldn't it?

It's not enough to eat a little girl's vinegar, right?

Uh...probably not?

Syl had never seen Ashara showing such jealousy towards others, so this time he just took it as his own overthinking.

"Hi! Syl~" While Syl was walking, he heard a shout from not far away.

Looking around, Syl saw Jane sitting in the place where the Goddess of Justice taught. She also came to the meeting, and she was looking at Syl and waving excitedly.

Jane's move naturally attracted the attention of many people, and almost all the people waiting there looked in this direction.

However, Searle didn't care about these gazes, and looked in Jane's direction, and replied loudly with a smile: "Hi! Jane~"

Jane seemed happier after getting the response, but she suppressed her emotions, sat back, gave Syl a thumbs up with a smile, and pointed in the direction of the next door.

Looking in the direction Jane pointed, Searle saw Vera on the side of the God of Generosity and Wisdom.

At this time, Vera covered her face and put her hands on the armrest, as if she was a little helpless with Jane's move.

Soon, she also raised her face and waved her hand in Syl's direction.

Syl also raised his eyebrows as a response, then continued to look in the direction of Ashara, without further words.

In such a serious meeting, the most taboo thing is the situation just now.

After all, the seven major religions are not a whole. Once you show an overly friendly attitude towards other churches, it will arouse the suspicion of other churches.

Jane, who seldom attends meetings, obviously doesn't know this. For some reason, no one seems to talk to her about science?For example, the great priest taught by the Goddess of Justice.

But Searle is different. This time Searle is not here for a meeting to talk about the distribution of benefits.

She came here to "make friends", and she wished to find out that they were all acquaintances, and then simply build an alliance together and open champagne on the spot.

I just don't know why the saintess taught by the Dream Goddess greeted me at the beginning.

Could it be that Vera said something in advance?

While Syl was thinking about these things, Ashara had already led everyone to the place where the Church of the Goddess of Hope was located.

A few huge stone benches engraved with the emblem of the Goddess of Hope stood there, connected to the ground, as if they were natural.

But after walking to the biggest seat, Ashara stopped, and the other four cardinals also stopped.

Ashara turned her head, looked at Searle, and then pointed to the main seat: "Sit."

"it is good."

Syl understands Ashara's actions very well, she is showing it to others, and Syl is the representative and talker of Goddess Cult this time.

Syl didn't say much either, the tacit understanding between her and Ashara has reached the point where there is no need to explain everything clearly.

She passed several cardinals, stepped onto the stone steps, turned around and faced the crowd, and sat firmly on the stone bench.

As for Ashara, she walked to Syl's right side and sat down on the second seat.

This small move aroused the astonishment of everyone present, and they seemed to be aware of it.

This time... it doesn't seem like an ordinary joint meeting...

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PS:

Hmm... I don't have much to say, and I won't say anything in the future, I just code it.Feel sorry.

feature film -

【1. The human brain develops up to 5.00% in a lifetime】

[Then why not cut the remaining 90.00% into five parts?Are you tired? 】

【2. It says "Smoking is harmful to your health" on the cigarette pack】

[Is it the same nature as the "buffering" on the small video website? 】

【3. Boys don’t have their periods, how can I confirm whether I’m pregnant in the future? 】

Good night~

Chapter 365 Chapter 330 The Demise of the Idealist (4000 word chapter)

"Zenia, how are you feeling?"

"Uh... I'm not sure."

After welcoming the last Goddess of Hope Church as the host, Zeniya returned to the location of the Goddess of Dreams.

It's just that before she could sit still, she received a series of questions.

"It's not the first time you've seen her, so what's wrong with you?" The lady who looked about 50 years old sitting on the main seat was looking at Zeniya with a soft smile.

"My good dream emperor, plus the one from the previous crowning ceremony, I only met twice, okay?" Zeniya sighed, and looked in the direction of the Goddess of Hope.