System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Suddenly there was an urgent call from a mouse beside Searle, Searle turned his head to look, and found that the mouse was lying on a small cloth bag, squeaking at Searle.

Searle walked to the side of the mouse and manipulated the mouse to bite open the bag.

"jingle--"

The crisp sound brought by the collision of more than a dozen spars resounded in the sewer.

Those shiny crystals were scattered on the road, reflecting a little bit of red light against the surrounding red light.

These spars...

Seale frowned.

These spars are almost exactly the same as the spars that he had left his blood on before.

Why do these spars that symbolize status appear here?

Suddenly, Searle felt that a breath of life was rapidly approaching in his direction.

The breath of life stopped, as if it had noticed the abnormality here, but it still didn't stop, instead it slowly moved towards this side.

Although the concealment was done very well, in front of a doctor who was extremely sensitive to life, this concealment was like taking off his pants and farting.

"Crash-"

The rats on the ground receded like the tide, hiding in the damaged holes or corners around them, waiting quietly.

Time passed by, and in the dark sewer, a familiar figure slowly appeared in front of Searle.

[The Seventh Guide: Parasitic and half-crazy Friedman]

The figure who was leaning against the wall with a purple gleam on his body removed the protection on his body after seeing Syl.

"Your Excellency Silver Crow? We met again, what a coincidence." Friedman's voice reached Syl's ears.

"Why did you come here?" Friedman took a few steps closer to Syl, but stopped after seeing the spar scattered on the ground.

"I'm just here to fetch the spar. Are you too? Your Excellency the Silver Crow." Friedman approached the spar carefully and asked.

Seeing Frydman's cautious look, it was difficult for Seale to connect the Frydman in front of him with the word half-crazy that the guide said.

"Who gave you the spar." Syl asked directly, "Kesus?"

"It is indeed Master Kesers." Friedman stretched out his hand, and the spar and cloth bag on the ground slowly rose and fell into Friedman's hands.

Friedman didn't dislike the dirty cloth bag on the ground, he put the spar into the cloth bag and put the cloth bag in his pocket.

"Recently, the master is promoting more people to participate in the experiment. I believe you will be assigned to a laboratory soon, Your Excellency Silver Crow." Friedman nodded slightly, feeling that the atmosphere at this time was a little bit Something is not right anymore.

He always felt that besides the Silver Crow, there were countless other eyes watching him.

At least his inspiration alarm, after he saw the Silver Crow, hardly stopped.

"The amount of experiments has increased?" Searle asked slowly, "Have you mastered the new method?"

"Uh... In fact, we already extracted Pasha's blood last night, and found that after dilution, it can be well integrated with the ascension experiment."

After hesitating for a while, Friedman secretly put his hands behind his back and explained:

"So the master seems to have stepped up the progress of the experiment, so that Kersus has been distributing the remaining control of the laboratory, and even many members who are dying of life have offered to conduct experiments."

"After all, there is very little blood left at the scene. They don't want to miss this hard-won ascension. It is estimated that they will start hunting Pasha today. Her blood is very important to us."

"Of course, if you are willing to contribute to the organization, I believe we will be one step closer to Ascension!"

When he said this, Friedman raised his eyes and glanced at Silver Crow, with a little fanaticism in his eyes.

Of course he knew why Pasha's ordinary blood produced such a wonderful reaction.

Because, in the previous experiment led by Silver Crow, Silver Crow once dripped her own blood into Pasha's lips.

What is really useful and the best material is the unique blood of Silver Crow itself!Friedman didn't make this discovery public, because he knew that a person's blood is limited.

And he doesn't want to miss it.

At this moment, Searle frowned slightly as he looked at Friedman whose eyes gradually became crazy in front of him.

master?

Isn't Arnold dead?The body is still in a church-controlled morgue.

and.

Pasha's blood...

Isn't it just a diluted version of the doctor's blood?

However, these bloods cannot be controlled by doctors, and Pasha cannot control those bloods... And those bloods that flowed out of Pasha's body actually became the material for the ascension experiment?

Isn't this equivalent to taking the doctor's blood and completing the ascension plan?

Searle seemed to have felt that the originally peaceful heart was being burned up little by little at this moment.

It's the doctor, and she's angry.

She is angry that her creation is being taken by a shameless organization to continue their so-called ascension program.

Countless pairs of scarlet pupils in the darkness opened their eyes and looked at Friedman in unison.

"Take me to Kersus." Syl looked at Friedman and said slowly.

"Hehe...Of course there is no problem," Friedman showed a simple and honest smile, he didn't seem to notice the sight around him, he looked at Searle and said, "I don't know if you can agree to the next What about a small request?"

"Divide some of your blood to me... Ten drops are enough to help me complete the ascension experiment—what do you think?"

"I am willing to exchange my life's property with you..."

Friedman's posture is very respectful, and there is a smile on his face.

But every word he said was stepping on the doctor's minefield.

"Okay..." The doctor smiled, "Go to hell and get it, I can help you."

"Whoa-"

In the dark river, there were countless sounds of breaking water, and densely packed frenzied rats rushed towards Frydman.

And Friedman has long been prepared for this.

His right hand, which had been hidden behind him, was quickly raised in front of him, and a high-level spell that had been brewing in the dark for a long time took shape in his hand instantly.

"Then I accept it, Your Excellency."

"Boom boom boom!!!"

In the originally not spacious sewer, countless walls of flames rose out of thin air, enveloping Syl in an instant.

And those Shushu who rushed towards Friedman were instantly turned into roasted rats by the wall of fire rising around Friedman.

"Your Excellency! Don't be directly roasted dry! I will be very troubled!" Friedman looked at the Silver Crow surrounded by the wall of fire, with a smile on his face.

His hair stood upside down one by one, and a bright blue formation flashed in front of him.

"Zizzizizi-"

Violent thunder and lightning brewed in the formation, and the thunder and lightning that leaked from time to time made a bursting sound, smashing the nearby stone bricks.

"No matter what... Your Excellency, you just failed to reach the sixth level," Friedman said with a grin. "You were the one who wanted to attack me first... Then don't blame me for being rude." Already!"

When he felt that the attitude of the Silver Crow was wrong, and when he actually found out here, Friedman knew that the Silver Crow might not really want to join the Ascension Society.

We can only get rid of this disaster before the master wakes up.

Friedman even imagined the appreciative expression on the master's face the next time he was led by Kersus to see the master... although he himself forgot what the master looked like.

Moreover, the flesh and blood of the Silver Crow had to be brought back.

Let the flesh and blood of the Silver Crow complete the ascension for all members of the Ascension Society!

At that time, the Ascension Society will truly become the master of Suramar!

And soar!It will eventually become the mainstream of advanced!

"Ascension is the eternal melody!!!"

Frydman's eyes exuded madness, the veins in his right hand burst out, the formation in front of him became brighter, and his eyes became more and more crazy.

Friedman clasped his right hand tightly with his left hand and roared angrily.

"(Old Great Sayan) thunderstorm!"

A flash of light extended from Friedman's hand in the blink of an eye, as if everything happened only in a flash.

The speed was so fast that even the roar of the thunderstorm didn't have time to convey, the violent lightning had already pierced through the wall of flames and reached the face of the Silver Crow.

Lightning and fire made the entire underground shine like daytime, and the flowing underground river evaporated and dried up as it passed through this section.

Friedman could even see his own lightning spikes, which had reached the front of the Silver Crow's mask, facing the Silver Crow's eyes.

The corners of Friedman's mouth curled up slightly.

Life is not eternal, everyone will come to an end.

farewell.

The flashing thunder directly shattered the mask of the Silver Crow, and the explosion completed in front of the Silver Crow's face, blood and pieces of flesh were scattered and splashed instantly.

"Boom--"

After the flesh and blood had been splashed out, the earth-shaking sound of the thunderstorm sounded.The entire sewer was shaken by the loud sound, and gravel and gravel continued to fall from the top of his head.

The lingering sound of the thunder still echoed in the long and narrow sewer, and after reaching the bottom, it came back again, and the sound of rumbling and cracking was endless.

Even Friedman himself was temporarily deaf.

"Hahahaha..." Friedman laughed wildly as he looked at the blown to pieces head in front of him, "You died from your own arrogance and disrespect for another fifth-level powerhouse! Silver Crow !Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Panting, Friedman savored a moment of victory.

Friedman, who has been frustrated all day, finally found a chance to get rid of the Silver Crow.

Next, as long as the body of Silver Crow is brought back, the remaining flesh and blood in her body is the key to her ascension.

And when that time comes, the master...no...he himself will become the most perfect ascender in the "Ascension" club.

He should be the master.

In the world, only one ascender is needed.