System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Originally, Searle was still a little hesitant in her heart, but after hearing the words of the system, the last stone in her heart slowly fell to the ground.

Up to now, it can be regarded as walking on the edge of the knife, and there is no way to turn back.

"Also...I apologize to me just now, using Ashara as an example." Marcie looked at Searle, lowered her head slowly, "Thank you, let me regain the respect for every life and the original intention of emotion.”

"Ha..." Syl shook his head with a smile, let go of his right hand, and let Marci float in front of him, "I'm ready."

"Huh?" Marcie opened her eyes wide and asked with some doubts, "Don't think about it for a while?"

"Some things have to be done by someone. If you don't take the first step, you will never see the road ahead." Syl shook his head.

"Open the door."

Looking into Syl's eyes, Marcie took a deep breath, then nodded.

Marcy floated onto Syl's left hand, and slowly stretched out her hands, a golden light glowed on her hands.

This bright light seems to have attracted a certain mark that originally existed on Syl's left hand, and a black ring slowly appeared on the back of Syl's left hand.

At this time, some changes began to take place inside the black ring.

A golden silk thread began to circle around the ring, and finally, inside the black ring, a pair of minimalist and delicate wings were outlined.

The pair of wings are opposite to each other on the ring, achieving a complete balance. If someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder sees this picture, they will definitely feel extremely comfortable.

After the graphics were drawn, a method on how to use the "balance" ability faintly appeared in Searle's mind.

It was the same as when he obtained the "circulation" ability before.

"After opening the door, I will guide you," Marcie looked up at Searle and said, "If you feel like you can't keep going, please tell me."

"Yeah." Syl nodded, feeling nervous, and stopped talking too much.

Finally... the door that has blocked the real world is about to open...

What will be shown in front of Searle next is the craziest and most real appearance in the world...

Marcie's figure rose slowly, and the golden light pulled Syl up, and the two of them landed on the top of the palace, in front of the huge stone pillar door frame.

Marcy looked at Searle, nodded slightly, then slowly raised her hands towards the door in front of her.

Following Marcie's movements, a curtain of black light rose within the stone pillar door frame, forming a real "door" from the empty stone pillar door frame.

"Snapped--"

Syl seemed to hear a slight shattering sound, the black curtain in front of him suddenly shattered, and the entire stone pillar door frame shattered and collapsed.

It's like a lock has been opened.

"The door is open," Marcie said slowly.

In this space where time stopped, nothing seemed to change, but a blood moon was slowly rising on the ground that Syl could not notice.

The blood moon that rises in the afternoon looks extremely strange. In a still world of black and white, the huge blood moon slowly splits from the middle.

"Blood Moon" opened his "eyes" and looked in the direction of the Great Disc of Light of the Era.

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PS:

Finished writing so early, good night, good night, sleep, try to be earlier tomorrow~

feature film -

【1. Are you good at chemistry?I want to tell you a chemistry joke, but I’m afraid you won’t respond]

[2. Today is the holiday, the bass player in the band feels that the bass in his hand is lighter than before, why is this? 】

[Because the bass is light every festival]

【3. Do you know why water resources should be cherished? 】

【Because mizu is precious】

good night~

Chapter 286, Chapter 260, Sixth, the Evil Nature that Infiltrates the Bone Marrow (4000-word chapter)

At this time, Syl hadn't noticed what happened outside.

Marcie in front of her was quietly floating in front of Searle's right hand, she was staring blankly at the tattoo on Searle's left hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Oh..." Marcy sighed slightly, and murmured, "This is obviously my fault..."

"The connection has been established," Marcie raised her head and looked at Searle, "Come on."

After saying this, Marcie's figure gradually glowed with a golden light.

Then, like a light bulb shattering, Marcie's small body shattered into a phantom of golden fragments.

Most of the fragments disappeared into the air, and a little golden gleam floated to Syl's left hand, slowly circling along her right hand.

Syl raised her left hand and took a look. The light effect surrounding this hand reminded her of some speeding fashion.

But what made her even more puzzled now was that she didn't seem to feel anything.

Suddenly, a familiar wave came in front of Searle, a black ring unfolded in front of him, and Vivian's figure emerged from the ring again.

"Eh? Is it over? You..." Originally, Vivienne's tone was relatively relaxed, until she saw the glimmer of light in Syl's hand, and swallowed back what she was about to say.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Vivienne's appearance, Syl asked curiously.

"What did you say?" Vivian murmured with the same surprised expression, "Why does she even..."

"What is this?" Syl shook his left hand, and the halo followed Syl's movement across a trajectory.

Searle really didn't feel what changes the halo had brought to him, he just thought it looked a little nice.

"I just scolded her a few words just now, but she looked like she was about to cry. I really didn't mean anything serious." Syl explained helplessly.

Next, Syl recounted in detail the conversation he had with Marcy just now, without even blocking the swear words.

After listening to Syl's retelling, Vivienne nodded, as if she understood something.

Vivienne hesitated for a moment before explaining:

"You may not know that Marcie was the gentlest and cutest witch among us..."

"Then how did she become like this now?" Searle blinked, "Psychological breakdown?"

"Almost." It seemed that Syl's words reminded Vivienne of something, she shook her head lightly, "Not everyone can keep optimistically moving towards the goal of death."

"And there is already a precedent for the witch's mental breakdown. We have always acted together... Forget it, I don't need to say more about this, have you opened the 'door' of this era?"

Searle nodded: "Yes, it's already opened."

"Then... get ready." Vivian took a deep breath, "Time is about to flow."

"Okay." Searle also became nervous.

It wasn't because of fear, but more because of her uneasiness about the unknown.

What if, as Marcie said, Ashara couldn't bear the madness after the door opened?

What if I can't hold on after the door opens?

At that time, I might become a sinner in this era.

"Don't worry too much," Vivian smiled at Syl, and said, "You can carry it, but if you can't resist, I will help you backtrack."

Hearing Vivienne's words, Syl's eyes lit up: "Can you go back to the time when you didn't open the door?"

"Do not."

Vivian shook her head decisively: "I can only let you resist again."

Uh......

Hearing this, Syl's mouth twitched.

what is this?

Tormented repeatedly?

"Don't be so disappointed, please!" Seeing Searle like this, Vivienne was furious, "This is a waste of vitality, please! If I hadn't seen Marcie put so much for you, I would have I won’t help you go back!”

"Life force?" Syl grasped an important point from Vivienne's words, and asked, "Did she share the life force with me?"

"It's understandable," Vivienne nodded, "She has given up."

"What do you mean?"

"She has given up living to the next era, and she has put the treasure on you."

"Huh?" Syl frowned slightly.

why?

Marcie gave up eternal life just because of her few words?And put Bao on me, the one who scolded her?

"Hey... don't use your thinking to speculate on our thoughts," Vivienne looked at Syl's expression, smiled and shook her head, "If you were her, how many epochs would you last?"

"Uh..." Vivian's words silenced Syl for a moment.

Indeed, if Syl is allowed to survive so many eras, seeing hope countless times and failing countless times, Syl does not know how long he can last.

You know, an era is not thousands of years or tens of thousands of years. How long does it take from the destruction of the era to the birth of the first life?

Not to mention that civilization may not necessarily be born, there may be an era in which the whole world is full of terrifying monsters.

Even if Vivienne can lead them to speed up time, it cannot always fast forward.

It's still tough.

Searle now somewhat understands some of Marcie's thoughts... Marcie didn't just give up her chance of eternal life because of her few words.

Rather, she didn't want her to become that kind of person who disregarded life after the next era, the kind she herself hated very much.

After all, Vivienne said that Marcie was originally the kindest and gentlest witch.