System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Seven or eight of them even entered the first level? Then the probability is quite high!"

"Yes, maybe we have a chance!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait!"

All the first-order people entered the organization, which undoubtedly gave a stimulant to the extraordinary people present who wanted to join.

And everyone came out safe and sound, which also reassured all the cultists present who had sneaked in.

This time, more than 100 people entered the second stage, more than three times more than the first stage.

It's normal to think about it. Although there are more first-order transcendents, most of them have self-knowledge and know that their first-order strength will not go up or down, so they choose not to come at all.

In addition, all Tier [-] and above in the new area should be present.

Probably because of the large number of people, the waiting time this time was much longer than last time.

Soon, those second-order transcendental beings were led out again by Ta Takai, and this time obviously more people joined, and more than a dozen transcendentalists all showed joyful smiles.

"Third level." This time, Ta Takai seemed to be too lazy to say a word, and walked in after giving the order directly.

More than 50 people entered the third level, but this time it took longer.

It took more than half an hour for more than 20 fourth-level people to go in for the assessment.

If it weren't for seeing that they came out with a steady breath and no trace of fighting or manipulation, the fifth-level cultists present would have already run away.

But now, after all the fourth-order transcendents came out, the pressure came to the side of the thirteen fifth-order transcendents present.

The female cultist wrapped in a thick robe was also among them.

"Shouldn't there be a sixth level present here. Then come in for the rest." Tatkai's tone was tinged with fatigue, as if the continuous assessments had made her feel bored and impatient.

Seeing the other twelve extraordinary people walk in, the young female cultist hesitated for a while at the door.

However, after thinking about Tatkai's passive sabotage just now, this female cultist still chose to step into the palace.

Everything just now was fine, it seems that the Black Emperor really just wanted to recruit a group of personal guards.

Thinking about it this way, although the palace is full of restrictions, the hearts of the female cultists are still much calmer.

The thirteen people followed Tatkai and finally stopped in front of the stairs.

On the middle platform of the stairs, where the large portrait of Dazaya I should have been hung, it was replaced by a huge black crown imprint.

"My lord, it's the last batch."

grown ups?

Is it called the Black Emperor like this?

Or someone under the Black Emperor?

Immediately afterwards, the female cultist saw that Tatkai turned around and no longer looked in the direction of the platform above.

"Da da da......"

A footstep going downstairs came from the stairs.

"Is this the last person? There is no sixth order... It's a pity, but congratulations."

A gentle and pleasant female voice reached everyone's ears, and they all looked at someone who was going downstairs in unison.

And the female cultist's pupils shook after seeing that figure, and she forcibly stabilized herself so that her strong emotions would not leak out.

Why is that damn saint here? !

Why didn't the believers who went in before give any hints? !

Damn it!This saint is indeed on the same team as the Black Emperor!

The female cultist tried her best to maintain her inner peace, while showing a formulaic expression of surprise on her face, just like other superhumans.

"Thank you all for coming to take the test, first... the one in the thick robe, and the one in the cowboy hat, and the one in the white robe, and the last... the one wearing the mask That one, that’s right, don’t look at it.”

"Congratulations, you four, for getting the chance to join the secret army."

When Searle said this, a smile appeared on his face, and he applauded heartily.

But Tatkai said to the crowd: "Except for the four named by the Holy Maiden just now, follow me. Being able to advance to the fifth level has already demonstrated your talent. I need to know your thoughts .”

After finishing speaking, Ta Takai left with the other nine extraordinary people, and there were only four fifth-level extraordinary people left on the scene, looking at each other in blank dismay.Neither of them knew whether the other party was a cultist or not.

After the other extraordinary people left completely, Syl put down his hands, and the expression on his face returned to calm.

"At least it shows that there are not many bugs mixed in, and there are only four in the fifth level..."

Syl, who stood condescendingly on the platform, looked at a certain fifth-order transcendent with a smile on his face, and said softly:

"Are you right? The lady."

She actually!

Before the shock could creep through the hearts of the four cultists, they saw something even more frightening.

The saint who symbolizes hope has a familiar black mist billowing from her body...

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PS:

feature film -

[1. The police contact the construction site within 5 minutes if the examinee finds that he has forgotten his admission ticket before entering the venue]

[2. The two countries are at war without beheading the envoys]

【Then if I appoint all soldiers as diplomats, will I be an invincible teacher?】

[3. Newborns can’t speak because the earth has been set to pay attention to one year before they can comment]

Good morning everyone~

Chapter 384 Chapter 340 Eight What Surrounds City Plan (4000 word chapter)

Black mist rose from the body of the saint, and an ominous premonition also rose in the hearts of the four present.

After they glanced at each other, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

After confirming the eyes, the four present are all cultists.

This saint has left all the cultists behind.

"Cooperate! Run out!" As soon as the woman in a thick robe shouted, the others rushed towards the door almost simultaneously, clusters of arrows of black mist condensed in their hands.

The arrow clusters in their hands were fired in a volley, and their power and speed were more than one notch lower than that of the Blessed One's black mist arrow clusters.

After the arrow clusters hit the gate, they bounced back as if they had hit some powerful restraint.

"Asshole... It's a semi-mythical prohibition, we fell for it!" The woman turned her head angrily, and looked in the direction of the saint, "Did you do so many dramas just to trick the fifth level into it? ?”

"We are loyal to the Mother God, we are believers of the Mother God, and we would rather die than surrender!"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

As if to embolden them, the eyes of the other three cultists gradually became crazy.

They knew that they couldn't beat the saint who had defeated the favored one, so they all planned to commit suicide directly after each of them delivered the strongest blow.

It's just that as soon as they finished shouting, they noticed something was wrong in front of them.

That figure wrapped in black mist...why do those scarlet pupils looking at him from the black mist give people a particularly friendly feeling?

It's like... seeing this scene in a dream.

Soon, everyone present remembered which dream they had seen this scene in.

In the dream of seeing the mother god for the first time.

This familiar madness, even the body shape and appearance, are almost similar to the mother god... as if she is the human body of the mother god.

If they can clearly see the appearance of their mother god and the appearance of the witch, they will be even more surprised to find that the two appearances are exactly the same.

Just when the four of them were in a daze, Searle was ready to make a move.

The current Witch Syl has absorbed the madness of so many extraordinary people, and her strength has already far surpassed before.

In terms of physical fitness alone, the Witch Syl is already on par with the Marshal.

It is conceivable that if the absorption continues like this, the witch Syl will definitely become... no, it may have become Syl's strongest hole card.

It was just a blink of an eye, and in less than half a second, Searle had already flashed in front of one of the cultists.

And the black mist on Syl's body also separated into three black mist that looked like Syl in a flash, and stood in front of the other three cultists.

There was hardly any time for the opponent to react, Syl, and the sharp claws of Syl's black mist incarnations, had already penetrated the spiritual hearts of these cultists.

Although they didn't seem to have any external injuries, a huge hole had appeared in their spirit bodies, and the four cultists fell into a serious injury and death situation just by meeting each other.

If these four cultists are absorbed, Syl's strength can be enhanced by a big step.

But Seale doesn't plan to do that now.

Keeping these cultists will be of great use.

Syl doesn't plan to use the witch form to change their beliefs to himself, after all, the system has said that there will be unexpected dangers and more attention will be paid.

Syl didn't want to cause too many unnecessary troubles, she had already encountered enough troubles.

After confirming that the four cult members had become seriously injured and fell to the ground, Syl released the witch form and turned into a lover.

After irresistibly charmed the loved ones lying on the ground one by one, the four people who were lying on the ground and were about to die stopped moaning//groaning in pain, and stood up as if nothing happened.

If you can see their spiritual bodies, you can find that after the love saint has performed the charm, the damaged parts of their spiritual bodies have regenerated a new heart.

This brand new heart helped them repair the damage of their spiritual bodies and restore them to their original state.

But if the love saint directly announces "breakup" with them, their spirit body hearts will burst again and they will die directly.

This time it really became more heart-warming, and it was in an extraordinary sense.