System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Although Syl sympathizes with the angel who persevered until the end, and has no grievances with the God of Emerald Life, but in critical times, survival is the most important thing.

The heir of the evil god will come again at some point, and it may even appear in front of him in the next second. There is not much time left for Syl.

She pinched the faintly golden leaf with all her strength, retracted her hands, and let the missionary and the Black Emperor lean on the deer.

Afterwards, she struggled to get up, her long white hair had already blocked her view a bit, but Syl couldn't care too much now.

Needless to say, she knows that her current physical strength is still far from absorbing this godhead, but there is no time for Syl to "go to prison" in such a "comfortable" way.

She walked towards the distance step by step, and didn't stop until the deer was far enough away to have a safe place.

"Chirp..."

The deer seemed to have guessed something, let out a sad cry, and drooped its furry ears.

"Little deer, gather the flames slowly, like a clown..." Syl looked back at the little deer and said, "Don't stop until I tell you to stop."

"Chirp..."

The little deer responded softly, looked at Syl's body trembling slightly because of the pain, slowly manipulated the flame, and leaned towards Syl.

"Uh..." The flames just started to gather, and the pain that Syl could feel began to multiply, almost making her dizzy.

The witch's true figure began to show uncontrollably, and the misty black mist began to intertwine with the purple flame, forming a strange fire like a black flame.

Inspired by the semi-mythical form, Syl's eyes became scarlet, and his face was covered by a hazy mist, and his body slowly floated off the ground surrounded by black flames.

The densely packed seal inscriptions on her body began to shimmer with gray light, and disappeared little by little under the burning of the black flame.

With the disappearance of each inscription, a large amount of black mist of spiritual bodies spewed out from those inscriptions, and then shattered and disappeared under the scorching of the black fire with terrifying screams.

The black mist outside was not absorbed, and the inscription on the witch Syl began to be destroyed...

Syl didn't let the deer stop.

The purple flame was still moving towards Syl, and when it touched the black flame beside Syl, it was completely swallowed up, deepening Syl's pain.

And under this kind of pain that people can understand, the madness on Searle became more and more obvious.

This breath swept through the entire purgatory like a storm, dimming all the flames.

Even the Black Emperor and the missionary who were in a semi-comatose state were awakened. They all looked in the direction of Syl at the same time, their eyes widened slightly.

Both of them felt a terrifying aura, but their understanding of this aura was completely different.

What the Black Emperor saw was an evil madness that he had never seen before. It was the kind of madness that he would not bring himself close to even after his sword had found this madness.

But the missionary saw other indescribable things through the black fire.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the leaf pinned to her ponytail, but found nothing.

It was only then that she remembered that before she fell into a coma, she had already handed this leaf with the imprint of the godhead into Syl's hands.

Is this the only way left...?

The preacher's mood sank a little.

The fall of any god made her a little uncomfortable, because in her impression all along, whether it was the outer god or the ancient god, they were all very good to her.

The Preacher knows best what will happen if Syl does absorb that slice of Godhead...

Syl would be the target of all the people, and the gods would spurn her.

Because she broke the "rule" - God is the only one who is eternal and immortal.

Gods can be defeated, sealed, and replaced.

But the only thing that cannot be done is that it cannot be "erased".

If Syl absorbed this godhead, it would be tantamount to obliterating an ancient god and its existence in various senses, even if that ancient god no longer had the support of faith.

Fortunately, that ancient god no longer had priests, and only more than 1000 ordinary people barely maintained their beliefs.

If there are a large number of priests who still believe in that god, Syl's behavior will make those priests who believe in him fall into disordered madness.

At that time, Syl will truly become a person abandoned by the gods.

"Syl..."

The missionary murmured something, but he didn't know how to say it.

In fact, when handing over the leaves, the missionary had already thought about this step, but when this step really came and he really wanted to stand against all the gods, the missionary still felt a little dazed.

And this trance feeling is a bit familiar...

"Crack-"

Not far in front of Searle is the deer and the character cards, and not far behind the deer is the obsidian platform.

On the platform at this time, a huge stone gate emerged out of thin air. The huge stone gate was covered by flames. Through the flames, it seemed that the outside scene could be seen.

The missionary saw a huge eyeball outside the door, looking inside.

It's as if a human being is observing the insects he raises in it through the small hole in the bottle.

That eyeball quickly noticed the strange place in Purgatory.

No.

Not a spooky place.

Originally, there was only one person in Purgatory. For some reason, there were a lot of people like a party. It didn't look like a prison, but it looked like a team to gain experience.

And the black flame at the farthest point made the pupil of this huge eyeball shrink slightly.

He noticed the little bit of gold within the black flame.

He quickly penetrated through the gate, and squeezed his body like a thick black mist in. Countless eyeballs in the black mist were all staring in the direction of the black flame, uncertain.

"Mother God? No...not...you are Syl..." The countless giant mouths on His body also made sounds layer by layer.

This scene is very familiar to the missionary. It is very simple for the body to grow a mouth, and she will too.

The missionary noticed that the black mist left half of his body outside the gate of purgatory, and the purple flames inside the purgatory gate were constantly destroying the black mist and eyeballs on his body, while the half of his body left outside was continuously flowing. Absorb the black mist to supplement it.

Although he only entered half of his body, it can also be said that he is still connected to the black mist of almost half of the continent.

In this case, He is invincible.

"Fawn, speed up." The missionary knew that Searle didn't have the energy to observe the situation outside, so he pushed Fawn's body directly, "Hurry up."

"Chirp..." After a little hesitation, Xiaolu looked at the strange black mist behind her that gave her a strong sense of oppression, closed her eyes, and directly manipulated the flames to accelerate towards Syl.

"What are you trying to do...I won't let you succeed..." Artusri's voice sounded again, this time His voice was not as calm as when he was outside, but full of flustered.

He just wanted to use his own domain to enhance Syl's ability, and erase her spirit by the way, so that he could summon the goddess of hope to come to her body.

Why did it become like this...

Obviously she should now be an empty shell without a godhead, only a holy body...

Why does she have the godheads of other ancient gods in her hand! ! !

"Ugh!" Zi Yan, who suddenly sped up the fusion, made Searle let out a muffled groan. Under the sudden intensified stinging pain, Searle seemed to be aware of what happened outside.

He is coming...

Syl quickly raised his right hand, regardless of Sanqi 21, and directly swallowed the golden leaves in his hand.

And before she swallowed the leaf, she also heard a roar that almost pierced her eardrums.

"Do not!!!"

"Damn offal!!!"

"You defiled a god with your filthy and useless body! You killed an ancient god!"

"You have made this era less 'combat power'!"

"You are a traitor to the world!!!"

Before his eyes were about to be enveloped by a golden light, Syl saw the fat-like mass of black mist, condensed a huge human face, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards him violently.

But at this second, Searle felt surprisingly peaceful in his heart.

"Hey."

In the golden light, an illusory figure was waving at her.

"hello."

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PS:

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feature film -

[1. Why don't Africans download Post Bar?Wouldn’t this solve the water shortage problem?]

【2. "Games delay learning, so Africa is full of high-end talents?"】

【"Really, [-] scholarships per year"】

[3. Picking up garbage is for selling money]

[Then why not just pick up the money? 】

good night~

Chapter 436 Chapter 390 Chapter 4000 Star Soul?What is the system hiding? ([-] word chapter)

After the initial dazzling golden light disappeared, everything in front of him suddenly became clear.

There is no weird black mud, no purple flames, no pain... there are only endless grasslands and streams, and a towering giant tree, and a person standing in front of the giant tree looking at himself can't see clearly. face girl.

"here is......"