System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Ha ha."

Syl knew that there must be other ways, but "eating" was indeed the fastest one.

She stood up, moved her neck a little, and then looked at her new status bar.

It can be seen that the tube of black mist has descended about half a tube away, and devouring the tentacles seems to have no other side effects except for mental discomfort.

"System, I've dropped half the tube, can I change back?" Searle asked in his heart.

If I remember correctly, the system said that one tube is equal to one day, and if I drop half a tube, can it be changed for half a day?

"Hello, yes, but first let some of the madness out of you"

"How to release?"

"You just say release"

Because the seal is not only set by the Balance Witch's ability, but also by the system and the goddess, Syl cannot actively release excessive madness.

After listening to the system's words, Searle lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Release."

As soon as Syl's words fell, the magic seal on her left hand lit up, and immediately after that, the seals all over her body lit up with golden light.

One of the small inscriptions shattered in the golden light.

"hiss--"

Hearing a piercing scream, Syl felt something rushing out of the shattered pattern, and when he fixed his eyes, he couldn't find it.

"Running pretty fast." Sil murmured.

If he could run slower, Syl could catch the madness again, and finish the madness in place.

It's a pity that the BUG card can't be resolved.

Maybe next time you can ask the clown to see if you can advance the clown to a gold card - after all, the clown's main attribute is agility.

As long as you turn into a clown and catch up with the released "crazy" at the moment of releasing the madness, wouldn't you be able to score points in place?

perfect.

"..."

Obviously, Searle's inner thoughts have silenced the system, which also proves that Searle's ideas are indeed somewhat feasible.

If not, the system should come out and laugh at the first time.

"Saint."

Syl didn't think about it anymore. After all, there was a dying person in front of her, and there were still many things to do urgently, so she didn't have much time to waste.

The moment Syl whispered the name of the saint, a holy light flashed, and Syl returned to his original appearance.

"Huh..." Syl took a deep breath and moved his arms and shoulders a little.

It's still the most comfortable body.

Syl also noticed that after she turned back into a saint, the black mist bar above her status bar was slowly rolling and filling up.

Like a timer, always reminding Searle how much time he still has.

"Alas..." Syl sighed and shook his head speechlessly.

Is that witch form considered his semi-mythical form?

There are restrictions for others to transform into a semi-mythical form. Like Ultraman, they cannot transform for too long and lose themselves.

Fortunately, she has to find a way not to become a semi-mythical form, making it the same as the main body is a semi-mythical form.

Thinking about it this way, Syl suddenly felt like a monster mingling in the crowd, who had to hunt and devour "human beings" in order to maintain his mortal form.

"Uh..." Syl shuddered, shook his head, and threw this weird thought out of his mind, and stopped thinking about it.

She lowered her head and looked at the "phantom" that fell on the ground just now.

Really Haifa.

Syl squatted down and put his hands on Haifa's chest.

Although it was very weak, he could still feel a little heartbeat, but Haifa's breath was too weak to be felt.

Moreover, there was a hole in Haifa's chest, which seemed to be caused by himself just now.

"It's good to be alive..."

Syl sighed, not caring about any strange side effects of his [Hand of Redemption].

She lit up the holy light with her right hand, and then pressed her right hand on Haifa's chest, increased the output of the holy light, and tried her best to hang Haifa's life.

Meanwhile, her left hand was groping up and down Haifa's body.

This isn't Seale's plundering.

Soon, she felt a bulging circle in the inner pocket of Haifa's robe. Syl tore open Haifa's clothes and took out the bottle of potion.

"I remember this..." Syl picked up a bottle that seemed to be a potion that Haifa had used to restore mental power.

Searle pressed Haifa's chest with his right hand, and continued to output his hand of salvation. With his left hand, he unscrewed the reagent with one hand, and then handed the medicine to Haifa's mouth.

After a bottle of potion went down, Haifa's breathing finally calmed down as Syl felt a little tired.

"Huh..." Syl breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Except for practice, she hadn't used the Hand of Redemption like this for a long time.

Haifa's life was saved.

Has it been five days now...

Searle's heart suddenly twitched.

Ashhara...

How is she now?

[Saint]: "Missionary, can I lend you some hair?"

【Missionary】: "Woo..."

【Saint】: "Missionary."

Syl's tone calmed down.

[Missionary]: "It's not impossible to give... woo woo woo..."

A huge mouth swallowed it from top to bottom, and the petite figure of the missionary appeared on the spot.

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PS:

feature film -

【1. I really want to regenerate into a pendulum clock, so that it can swing from morning to night】

【2. Do you know how the name Kong Yiji came from?Because he is the boss at home.If he was ranked seventh, he would be called "Kong Nana". 】

[3. The restaurant business is booming, and there are too many dirty dishes left, so the two chefs have to wash them wildly]

good night~

Chapter 290 Chapter 270 Archbishop Ashara... (4000 word chapter)

The missionary stood where he was, with his long twin tails dangling, through which he seemed to be able to sense the uneasiness of the little missionary.

"Whoosh..."

The missionary jumped on the spot twice, as if to cheer himself up.

Afterwards, the missionary pulled the left ponytail in front of him and hugged it, stroked it lightly, then carefully checked the tail of the hair, and picked out a forked one.

"Well!"

She closed her eyes, cruelly, and pulled hard.

Although it didn't hurt, she felt her heart was bleeding.

The missionary carefully held the hair in front of him, and opened his eyes.

"Ok?"

She was suddenly puzzled.

[Saint]: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." The missionary shook his head, "It feels like...communication is smoother...I'll give it a try."

After the missionary finished speaking, he tossed the hair in his hand and pointed his hands at it.

With the appearance of the two bloody mouths in her palm, the fluttering fiery red hair burned rapidly in mid-air, emitting a purple-red flame.

There was no extra array and chants, and at the moment when the hair was completely burned, a portal burning with purple flames quickly opened from point to surface.

"Oh!"

The missionary's eyes widened, looking surprised.

"In the future, I won't need to communicate through formations and inscriptions!"

【Saint】: "What about the sacrifice?"

"I owe it first."

The missionary spoke with confidence, as if it was a normal thing.

[Holy Maiden]: "Uh...what capitalist..."

Hiring the ancient gods to work and owe wages, right? Missionaries are really bolder than Searle imagined.

"The opposite is Suramar City, Holy Maiden~"

The missionary seemed to be in a very happy mood. After she finally called the saint, a holy light flashed, and Syl's figure appeared on the spot.