System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Because in the eyes of the ascensionists who have performed the ascension ceremony, these traumas are not enough to be called serious injuries, and ascension can allow them to obtain better limbs.

"Stop, there will be too many casualties among our own people," Hanbok, who had been protected behind, shouted, "She should be dead."

After hearing Hanboke's words, other people stopped their hands one after another, but the center of the bombardment was already covered with thick smoke.

There are still various follow-up skills working in the thick smoke, and green or purple light is still glowing in the black smoke.

"Heh... just let me take her ashes away," an Ascended whose hair had turned into fangs, with a disdainful smile, raised his right hand facing the black smoke, "The wind blade."

Obviously, he wanted to use the wind blade to blow away the black smoke to see what was going on inside.

But suddenly, his movements stopped as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Ka-ka-ka-"

The ascendant who was about to release the wind blade, his right hand seemed to be out of control, he forcibly twisted it back, and broke it directly.

But even if it was broken, the arm was still aimed at himself.

It was as if someone had forcibly folded his arms in half.

Powerful magic energy quickly gathered in his hand, and within a short while, a whirling wind blade flew out of the formation in his hand, and cut off his own head in the blink of an eye.

Then, as if the body of the ascendant had lost all his strength, he knelt down slowly, maintaining his kneeling position and fell into death.

"She's still alive!" Hanbok yelled in shock. He wanted to let the people around him blast their skills into it, but he found that the people around him stood still like wooden sculptures.

The hall, which was like a purgatory on earth just now, fell into a strange silence at this moment.

"despair--"

"despair--"

Slow footsteps sounded from the black smoke, hitting Hanbok's head like a giant hammer.

Hanboke turned his head stiffly and looked into the depths of the black smoke. Billowing thick smoke and dust were still floating in the air, blocking Hanboke's prying eyes.

But Hanboke knew, no, not only Hanboke, but everyone present felt that there was some kind of terrifying existence in the thick smoke.

A little bit of different light emerged from the thick smoke.

That is the flickering fire, and every time the fire flickers, a figure can be revealed in the thick smoke.

it's that woman...

Hanboke really wanted to shout again, mobilize the people around him not to be stunned, but every time the words he wanted to say came to his lips, they were swallowed again.

It was as if the order "shut up" was given by a certain supreme being.

Soon, Hanboke saw the figure walking out of the black smoke.

That...is no longer a human being...

The black officer's cap and black military uniform are still the same, but they seem to be burned, with bright red flames on the edge, and ashes continue to fall from the clothes and then dissipate.

Her eyeballs seemed to have turned into a rock that was burning in the lava, the whole body was black, but the cracks were shining with fire.

The cracks in the eyeballs continued to spread downward along the corners of the eyes, covering an unknown amount of her body. Her whole body was like a piece of charcoal that was about to burn...

Rather than a semi-mythical gesture, it was more like a cursed monster, tearing its body with molten tears streaming from the corners of its eyes.

【Undead Commander】

But in front of everyone now, the current marshal is like a ghost crawling out of purgatory, causing their spirituality to sound an unprecedented alarm.

There were even low-level experimenters whose expressions became numb when they saw the scene of her appearance, and their bodies became scorched black like charcoal, and golden scorching fire could be seen in the cracked opening.

Just looking at it, it was contaminated enough to make people crazy.

This seemed to be a gesture that the marshal didn't really want to show.

At the moment, Syl, who was sharing his senses, felt the Marshal's emotions and body most intuitively.

Pain, numbness, depression and grief like suffocation in the deep sea.

There was a constant burning sensation on his body that was enough to make people crazy, and pain in his eyes that made people want to shoot himself, oppressing Syl's nerves like a tide.

Syl had also experienced the transformation of a clown and a dragon before, but it was simply a feeling that his body was getting stronger.

As for the marshal's transformation, while feeling the continuous powerful force, the corresponding pain also followed. If Syl's willpower was not strong enough, he would probably be unconscious in the mental attunement by now .

"Alas..." The marshal sighed, ashes and sparks spit out from her mouth, the sound was as noisy and unpleasant as stones rubbing against each other.

She slowly stretched her hand into the thick fog behind her, and a fire flashed in the thick fog.

A pistol that was also burning and chapped flew into the hands of the marshal.

"Crack-"

There was a stagnant loading sound, bringing sparks and ashes to the ground.

And Hanboke, watching the other party slowly turn his head, looked at himself.

Run away... run away!

Hanboke really wanted to urge his body to escape, but it was of no avail at all. He could only look into the eyes of the burning demon in front of him.

Hanbok seemed to have felt the scorching heat, he swallowed slowly the nonexistent saliva, and then blinked his eyes.

Just when he blinked and opened his eyes again, a strange pistol with ash residues appeared in front of Hanboke's eyes.

"The saint calls out to kill you." The marshal wriggled his lips and forced himself into a helpless smile, "So you can't join the army."

It was a devilish smile that was uglier than crying.

"Crack-"

There was a sound of pulling the trigger, and sparks burst out from the connection between the trigger and the pistol, but no bullets were fired at all.

Although there was no bullet, after the Marshal pulled the trigger, Hanboke trembled all over.

Saintess, which saintess?

The saint of the Goddess of Hope?

how come?

Before Hanboke could figure it out, great pain was transmitted to his mind.

His whole body was trembling violently, with a pained look on his face, as if he was going to cry out in pain, but no sound came out.

The blood vessels in Hanbok's entire body seemed to be burning, and red flames bloomed under Hanbok's body surface, and the skin on Hanbok's face and body shrank visibly.

His skin was completely wrinkled and covered with bones in just a second, and it was still slowly turning black, and it could be seen that his bones were also glowing bright red.

However, no flames appeared.

Hanboke's clothes had turned into ashes, he could no longer support his body, and he knelt down slowly. The moment he knelt down, his body was completely rigid and stagnant—he was completely turned into a burning piece charcoal.

Slowly retracting the pistol, the marshal raised his leg and stepped on Hanboke as if he hadn't seen Hanbok in front of him.

His body was crushed under the Marshal's military boots like real charcoal.

Stepping past Hanbok, the Marshal walked up to Fina as if no one else was there.

Fina was also frightened and remained motionless, and she was completely shocked by everything in front of her eyes. Everything that happened just now has been subverting her cognition.

But the marshal also passed her, opened the door directly, and looked at the barrier outside and the pouring rain that was isolated from the barrier.

The marshal stretched out his left hand towards the sky, as if he wanted to feel the raindrops, but he couldn't feel any raindrops because of the barrier.

Of course, even if it did rain, it would evaporate before it touched her.

All the people in the audience stood upright like wooden sculptures, and only the marshal was performing a one-man show in this theater, but no one could understand it except Syl.

[Doctor]: "Miss Marshal, little Searle is dying."

Due to the smaller body, the doctor's voice has also become a little immature.

After hearing the doctor's reminder, the marshal slowly retreated into the hall, closed the door, and isolated the thunderstorm and lightning outside.

"Look at me." A hoarse voice sounded like a stone rubbing against the depths of the marshal's throat.

As soon as the marshal's voice fell, everyone seemed to have received an order, except for Fei Na, they all turned to look at the marshal.

"Ask again," the marshal stared blankly ahead, and said, "Serve me, or die."

When the marshal finished speaking, he lifted the command and control of the people present.

Feeling the pressure brought by the marshal, and when everyone was unable to resist, and killed a fifth-level ascendant in seconds, at the moment the marshal lifted the order, some experimenters directly pointed at the marshal's body. Fang Xiang half-kneeled to swear allegiance.

"For you, my lord."

"Works for you."

"I choose to work for you."

A steady stream of people pledged their allegiance to the Marshal. Except for Fina, who was not affected, almost everyone fell to their knees.

"The troops are handed over to you, doctor." The marshal looked at the one kneeling on the ground and said slowly. Then, her figure was cut like a piece of paper, and the doctor's slightly thin figure appeared on the spot .

Next, the doctors only need to inject blood into their bodies, and they can take the core layer of the entire "Ascension" society into their hands.

At this moment, the doctor suddenly frowned and looked outside the gate.

There is a familiar and powerful breath of life outside, which is rapidly approaching here.

And the doctor quickly identified who it was.

Ashara? !

"Boom—"

The barrier made a huge shock, as if it had suffered a huge impact from an external force, it should be Ashara who launched an attack on the barrier.

"Your Highness! Your Highness, are you in there?!" Platinum called anxiously from outside, and at the same time she was still confirming with Ashara beside her, "That's right, Your Majesty, the emblem disappeared at this place."

"boom--"

The barrier shook again, but remained firm.

Oops, Ashara is here, how did she find this place?

The emblem...is it...

Syl remembered the powerful protection emblem that Ashara specially handed to him before he went out today.

Even staying in the card can be located?