System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

absurd!How arrogant!

There are more than [-] top combat powers in the world, just relying on your four bullets and one sentence, and you obediently obey the instructions of an unknown person like you? !

The silence and increasingly cruel eyes of the Ascendants replaced their verbal answers.

"It's really difficult..." Looking at the cruelty and madness in the eyes of the crowd below, the marshal sighed and put away the expressions on his face.

There are more than 30 fifth-level transcendents, covering almost every path. Among them, even a marshal may overturn his car. In this weird world, it is common for well-prepared low-level people to overturn high-level things.

If the recruitment fails, doctors cannot be allowed to implant blood one by one... At their level, they can already rely on their own will and body to fight against the doctor's blood.

Only by weakening their combat power or making them surrender can the doctor's blood flow along their blood into their bodies perfectly.

"Alas..." The Marshal slowly closed his eyes, maximizing his senses, and a fierce battle was about to happen.

Sure enough, the moment the Marshal just closed his eyes, an Ascended made his move.

A transcendent with jagged spikes on his arm entered the shadow, and appeared in the shadow behind the marshal the next second.

The moment he emerged from the shadow, his actions were sensed by the Marshal.

But the ascendant didn't care, he just punched the Marshal's forehead with a sharp fist.

Sensing the movement, the marshal quickly opened his eyes sideways, and at the same time, the right hand holding the pistol elbowed backwards

"Boom-"

The elbow hit was like hitting some steel plate, but the huge force also caused the ascendant to be smashed into the ground.

Just when the Marshal was about to raise his gun to shoot, the Ascender quickly slipped into the shadows.

Difficult...the life-saving ability and degree of difficulty that a fifth-level transcendent should have.

The ascendant who was hit by the marshal's elbow appeared in the shadow behind Hanbok not far away, clutching his right arm that was hit by the elbow. From the degree of bending of his arm, it can be seen that it has completely broken bones.

"Alas..." The Marshal looked at the Ascended who appeared not far away, and sighed softly.

Sure enough, she still prefers to fight in groups rather than fighting alone... leading a group of people to beat one.

Hanboke has already begun to heal the ascended person, while all the other ascended persons have begun to display their extraordinary abilities.

There are four or five ascenders, who have been completely submerged in the darkness, waiting for the next attack, and at this time of crisis on all sides, the marshal's mind was in a trance, and he was dragged into a dream.

It was only for a moment that the marshal was pulled into the dream, and the dream collapsed instantly because he couldn't bear it, but just this moment was enough.

Although the [closer] who dragged the marshal into the dream just now spit out a mouthful of blood, it was enough to interrupt the marshal's movements for a while.

At the moment when the marshal just broke the dream, he was pulled into another dream again. Although this dream only lasted for less than a second, it was enough to interrupt the marshal's movements.

All of them were extraordinary people with rich combat experience, so they naturally saw that this was the action of the [closed person] present, so they immediately seized this opportunity and cast their extraordinary spells.

These extraordinary spells all carry locks, and in the narrow hall, the marshal cannot avoid all the spells.

[Marshal]: "Alas...Miss Physician...."

【Doctor】: "..."

The overwhelming magic and tentacles locked the marshal's position, and just when he was about to hit the marshal, the marshal's figure was cut like a piece of paper, and the doctor's figure appeared in the locked center.

"Boom--"

The earth-shattering bombing sound sounded, and before being bombarded by magic, the doctor's figure was already shattered, turning into countless blood and splashing around.

But the follow-up magic, as if it had spirituality, chased every drop of the doctor's blood and bombarded it indiscriminately, and the amount of blood also decreased sharply.

[Marshal]: "Four [closers]..."

This round of bombing allowed the marshal to know the number and location of the closed people present.

The doctor's blood quickly gathered in the air, but before it could condense, it was cut in half by the shadow from the chandelier on top.

However, this slash didn't seem to have any effect. The blood that was divided into two halves gathered together again. Although the amount of blood was less than before, a figure still condensed.

It still has silver-gray hair, but it has disappeared, as if there is no extra strength to condense such a mask.

The doctor's figure has also shrunk by half, and the condensed face has also become a little immature. Except for the stalwart chest that has not changed, the whole person has become like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

It seems that with the passage of blood life, the form that the doctor can condense will also shrink accordingly.

Without wasting time, the consciousness condensed into a human form quickly transformed into a marshal again. This time, the marshal, who knew the positions of each [closer] accurately, quickly pulled out his pistol.

"Bump, touch—"

Two shots in front, one shot behind, and one shot on the left, the four bullets were fired almost at the same time.

"Pfft - puff -"

"when--"

"Uh ah ah!"

The sound of two bullets penetrating the skull sounded, indicating that the marshal had hit two of the [closers].

And the sound that was blocked was obviously blocked by an undercover [Great One] in the Church of the Goddess of Justice or a [Punisher] in the Church of Fortitude and Guardianship.

That scream was made by Hanbok. He used [Divine Art · Sacrifice] to help a [Sealed Person] take the damage and saved the life of the [Sealed Person].

Got rid of 2 tricky ones... 32 ascenders left...

The marshal ran quickly, making his figure disappear in place.

The cooperation between the Ascended will only become tighter, and the battle will become more difficult as you get further behind, and the Marshal will not be allowed to make any mistakes.

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PS:

Cough cough... I had so much fun, I almost forgot to update it, mine, my, woo woo——

feature film -

[1. Since everyone is a smart person, I guess everyone can guess what joke I want to say]

[2. With all due respect, the tapes at the end are all fools]

[3. I really like a sentence in Osamu Dazai's "Disqualification in the World": the price is 39.8]

good night~

Chapter 250 Chapter 230 Five [Undead Commander] (4500 word chapter)

[Marshal]: "Little dragon cub, how long will it take for those six dragon eggs to hatch?"

Before the next round of attack came, the marshal took the time to ask the young dragon.

【Young Dragon】: "?"

The young dragon obviously felt strongly dissatisfied with this title, but she responded quickly.

[Young dragon]: "Half an hour."

Hearing this answer, the marshal pursed his lips. Obviously, under this kind of offensive, she couldn't wait for the dragon eggs to rot, and half an hour was too long.

Friedman, on the other hand, hid himself, waiting for help when he needed it most.

During the few seconds when the marshal disappeared, the formation of the ascenders began to adjust rapidly.

Before they became Ascenders, they were originally well-trained combat experts in various churches or organizations. They quickly judged which side of their side needed protection and which side was responsible for output.

The three Ascended quickly surrounded Hanboke, forming a protective formation, while the other two surviving [Sealed Persons] also shone with a sacrificing light behind them.

As long as the Marshal's figure appears, the [Sealed Ones] will carry out a new round of control and imprisonment on the Marshal, and then all the pain they suffer will be borne by Hanboke.

That is to say, [The Closed Ones] have gained a short period of invincibility. As long as the damage they receive does not exceed Hanbok's threshold, their spellcasting will not be interrupted.

As the "Glorious One", Hanboke's powerful vitality and the means of recovering the holy light can also keep him alive.

In such a short period of time, a control formation like an iron bucket appeared in front of the marshal, which was extremely difficult to destroy and at the same time would cause great interference to the marshal's actions.

One of the [closed persons] seemed to have sensed the marshal's position, predicted the marshal's next move in advance, and raised his hand to pull her into the dream.

The position of the [Sealed Person] has long been exposed, and the moment he raised his hand, the Marshal had already sensed his movement.

The marshal forcibly changed his trajectory while moving, took a step back, and shot the gun at the chandelier on the top at the same time.

【The Encloser】Before it had time to re-lock the target, the huge chandelier fell down.

An ascender next to the [closed man] jumped up and kicked off the chandelier. At the same time, the other ascenders also aimed at the marshal who had stopped moving.

"Oops..." The marshal bit his lips lightly, as if he felt a little pressure.

[Holy Maiden]: "Miss Marshal, where are you in semi-mythical form? Transform into them and beat them!"

transform...

This word seemed to touch some bad memories of the marshal, she squeezed her right fist.But the current situation no longer allowed her to think about it.

When the fastest swirling wind blade was about to slice through the marshal's cheek, she let go of her hands.

"That's it."

Time seems to be forbidden, and the speed at which the pistol in his right hand falls can be seen clearly by almost everyone present.

Is this... giving up?

This question flashed through the minds of the ascenders who observed this scene.

This is a bit too rubbish.

"boom--"

Countless skills and magic bombarded the place where the marshal was standing just now, the floor cracked and the house shook, and under the red enchantment, it was as scary as the end of the world.

Even some experimenters who were unable to escape were directly swept in by the aftermath of the explosion, leaving behind stumps and broken bones all over the place, and wailing and screams resounded throughout the hall.

However, their attacks did not stop.

"Don't worry...as long as you don't die, the ascension ceremony can save you..." An ascensionist looked at the miserable images around him, not only showed no sympathy, but smiled instead.