System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The knee of her right leg was broken, and a bone chain quickly shot out from the twisted flesh, hooking the chandelier on the ceiling, and then pulling her body and quickly flying towards the chandelier.

Right after Pasha left the ground, the place she was just now was pierced by countless sharp ice spears.

As for Pasha, who was hanging on the ceiling, another bone chain spewed out from the knee of her right leg, piercing directly into the chest of the man who was casting the spell just now, pulling him up directly.

When the man's body flew towards him like rags, Pasha's hands turned into bone blades, and they crossed to chop at the man.

"Pfft-"

The man's body was instantly cut into four and fell to the ground. A large amount of blood directly stained Pasha's body red again, making her look like she was wearing a scarlet battle robe.

Power...Physical strength and weird body structure that I have never felt before...

Pasha has even begun to gradually understand the changes in her body, she already feels that she can simply manipulate her limbs to complete the transformation she wants.

Pasha lowered her head slowly, and looked at the three researchers who were stunned in place.

"laugh--"

Numerous bone chains shot out from Pasha's legs, piercing into the ground, supporting her body to slowly fall from the ceiling.

"die!"

The pain she suffered before and their verbal humiliation made Pasha's heart full of vengeful anger at this time.

Pasha, who was supported by countless bone chains and floated in the air, was like a vengeful Valkyrie reborn from flesh and blood, looking at the three remaining ants on the ground from above.

The fresh blood that had been chopped up just now dripped down on the faces of the three ants below like rain.

"This... is the evolution of flesh and blood..."

One of the researchers, who only had time to utter an exclamation like last words, looked at Pasha, who was supported by countless bone chains and floating in the air, like a myriad, waving the bone chains under her body, with an unstoppable The momentum launched a charge towards them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Ugh!!!!"

"Please! Please let me go!"

"I have old ah ah ah!!!"

In the underground laboratory code-named "Rabbit Cage", it was like a cage containing real meat rabbits. There were screams like some animal was brutally slaughtered, stumps and fragments flew together, blood and howling coexisted.

This is destined to be a one-sided massacre.

Only 2 minutes later, the stage play of blood and flesh came to an end, leaving only a naked girl standing under the shaking lights with her hands down.

She looked at her hands and whispered a name:

"Miss Silver Crow..."

Obviously, Miss Silver Crow saved her.

"call....."

She sighed deeply.

Before finding the Silver Crow to repay her favor, she had to complete one thing.

She had to find out the researchers who had amputated her hands and feet... Those were the ghosts who were generous to the Wisdom Cult.

She will never forget their faces.

Pasha had to find them all.

Then chop it up a little bit.

......

"【Physician】Promotion mission completed"

"Please select a time to become [Physician] for promotion"

"Eh?"

Syl, who finally walked to the gate of the Holy See, stared at the system prompt bar under the night, and was slightly taken aback.

How long has it been?It took less than an hour to walk back by myself, and this task was inexplicably completed?

Searle remembers that the clown's task at that time had to make 100 people fall into fear. How could this promotion task be completed inexplicably?

Could it be that the meaning of the mission is to allow the doctor's creation to complete a series of missions to kill enemies?

It seems that this is the only explanation. The completion of this task means that Pasha survived and even completed her revenge.

"Huh..." Syl breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the door of the Holy See.

After greeting the guards with a smile as usual, Syl walked into the hall of the Holy See, then raised his head...

He saw Ashara who was wearing a white papal robe, standing on the stairs, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Again, ran to play?"

"Outside, it's dangerous, now."

Familiar with the expression of facial paralysis, familiar words of concern, and familiar loli body shape.

Syl quickly lowered his head, and instantly dropped the news of the doctor's promotion that he was thinking about just now, and charged towards Ashara who was standing on the stairs.

"Boom-"

A head hammer slammed into Archbishop Ashara's tablet.

"Archbishop Ashara!"

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PS:

2 chapters are still owed, and 5 chapters are owed.

feature film -

[1. Why do some black bars appear when I read some good-looking cartoons?Is there something wrong with my screen? 】

[2. Is the author of "History of Rome" eunuch?Why didn't you write later? 】

【3. My roommate always coughs in the middle of the night and affects my listening to music on the stereo. How should I remind him? 】

Good night, today's class was delayed until 11:[-], and there is still homework... I feel like my liver is going to explode——

Chapter 238 Chapter 220 Chapter 4000 The Difficult-to-Routine Archbishop Ashara ([-]-word chapter)

For Syl's headbutt, Ashara seemed to have been prepared for a long time, she put her left hand on the handrail of the stairs, and her right hand firmly caught Syl who was pounced on.

"Attention, image."

Ashara patted Syl's back lightly, motioning her to pay attention to the current situation.

After hearing Ashara's words, Syl withdrew his head buried in front of Ashara, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Syl suddenly changed his expression, looked at Ashara and said in a serious tone:

"Your Dasaya language has regressed."

Ashara withdrew her right hand that was holding Syl, turned around and walked upstairs, and replied with a straight voice:

"These days, I don't need to talk."

"Hmph, you are the pope now, you can't be lazy." Syl hummed, and followed Ashara's footsteps, and the two walked up together.

During the process of going upstairs, the two kept chatting—of course, most of the time, Syl was asking Ashara where she went, who she met, and what she did.

Just like Chagang.

After walking to the top floor of the Holy See and coming to the door of Syl's room, Syl reached out and opened the door of the room, and walked in.

But when Syl turned around, he found Archbishop Ashara was still behind, and didn't come in with him.

"Aren't you going to come in and sit down?" Syl blinked and invited Ashara.

After finally seeing Archbishop Ashara again, Syl had to hug the Archbishop to suck his fill no matter what.

But Ashara didn't do what Syl wished.

Ashara shook her head slightly, and said:

"A meeting...I'm not here, a lot of things happened."

"Ah..." Syl looked at the completely dark sky outside the window in surprise, and said with some disappointment, "Are you going to have a meeting so late?"

"En." Ashara nodded, seemingly having nothing else to say.

"Then I will accompany you to the meeting?"

"take a good rest."

Syl's desire to be accompanied was shattered by Ashara's words, Syl looked at Ashara in front of him, sighed and said:

"Oh... well, don't hold the meeting too late."

Syl also knew that with such a big incident happening in the church, after Ashara came back as the pope, the piled up busy affairs would definitely make her unable to stop for a moment, so Syl could also understand.

"Hmm..." Ashara looked at Syl, who was a bit disappointed but still behaved well, and felt a little guilty.

He obviously just came back but couldn't accompany her well, he just had to meet her and continue to work on the affairs of the church...

"Searle."

Hearing Ashara's call, Syl lowered his head slightly, looked at Ashara curiously, and asked:

"What's wrong? Ashara..."

Before Syl finished speaking, he saw Archbishop Ashara took a slight step towards him, standing on tiptoe.

Archbishop Ashara put his hand on the back of Searle's head, and moved his head slightly towards Searle's head.

Syl's eyes widened in an instant, and he didn't know for a while what kind of stimulation Archbishop Ashara had received to be so proactive.