System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

At first, Tatkai thought that the members who joined Yehuo earlier than him should have more knowledge, but now Tatkai discovered that no matter how long he had been in, the existence of Yehuo was still so mysterious.

What kind of existence are the two seniors who are called doctors and young dragons?

Fina should be considered as one of the earlier batches, at least earlier than Haifa and Tatakai, but Tatakai didn't ask her.

Because Tatakai already subconsciously felt that asking Fina would never ask anything.

"Sister Physician is super nice, she speaks nicely, and is very gentle." At this time, Fei Na also came up, picked up another bottle of reagents containing dragon eggs, and said, "Sister Young Dragon's words, it can be regarded as bringing I know the guiding dragon of my mentor."

Speaking of this, Fina stopped, looked at the reagent bottle, and smiled on her face: "Let's try it out, the possibilities of these two materials."

......

After Syl handed over two bottles of materials, he left the Dasaya royal family.

She is not an expert in this field, staying there will only affect their progress, it is better to leave earlier and give them more research time.

Syl is still looking forward to something they can research. After all, there are many possibilities in the blood of doctors and the eggs of young dragons, and Syl has not yet developed them.

If it can be researched, Searle will have to consider helping the doctor replenish blood.

Because of "ischemia", the doctor still maintains the posture of a girl up to now. Although it is also eye-catching, it is still not the doctor's full-blown posture.

Restore the doctor's state to its full strength, maybe it can help to resist two more fatal injuries in critical moments.

[Doctor]: "Are you a devil..."

[Searle]: "Haha... I'm just kidding, children are ignorant and want to think about it..."

Searle was talking to the doctor while thinking about the following things.

It can also be seen from today's news that the new districts opened in Suramar are almost full, and they are all refugees from all over Suramar and even other empires.

Of course, at this stage, there are still more civilians in Dasaya, but mixed superhumans also account for a large proportion.

Among the extraordinary, the extraordinary who came here because of the black emperor must have a large proportion.

Especially people from other empires, who can come here in such a short period of time, one counts as one, and all of them are extraordinary.

It's also time to come up with a channel for the Dark Emperor to recruit extraordinary people.

Tomorrow, just let the Dasaya royal family go to the new area to post the recruitment notice, as long as the black emperor's mark is stamped on the signature below, I believe that extraordinary people understand everything.

If a large number of supernatural beings are recruited at that time, then Syl will be considered to have his own troops, and it will be directly under Syl, at least better than the coalition forces of the seven major religions in the early days.

Syl slowly walked towards the Holy See on the road in the Queen's District, she did not directly teleport back to the Holy See of Goddess of Hope.

Now blowing the cool evening breeze, basking in the long-lost moonlight, and looking at the lights in the distance, this peaceful feeling can make Syl's heart calmer and it is easier to think.

If there were any disadvantages in walking this way, the only disadvantage was that Archbishop Ashara was no longer there, so he couldn't lead Ashara to walk under the moonlight.

But...if the time comes and Archbishop Ashara is really taken by the hand, I don't have much time to think about other things.

My heart is already in a mess.

Thinking of this, Syl smiled helplessly.

"Boom--"

A loud noise interrupted Syl's thinking. Syl frowned and looked in the direction of the loud noise.

At the farthest point, probably at the junction of the West District of Ibiza and the New District, a puff of smoke mixed with flames shot up into the sky, shaking the ground even.

Thick smoke mixed with flames rose, forming a mushroom cloud after the explosion.

what happened?The factory exploded?

Syl's subconscious reaction was this, but she quickly realized that it was definitely not a factory explosion.

There are no alchemy workshops or any dangerous factories in Suramar City, they are all arranged in the lower reaches of the river outside the city.

In the city of Suramar, the large number of factories located in the Ibiza area, except for the serious pollution, it is impossible to create this kind of explosion.

Is it... a transcendental attack?

It should be.

However, Searle didn't think about going there. Now the allies of the Alliance of Light should have sent personnel to investigate. This kind of incident does not require Searle to take action.

But just when Syl, whose good mood was disturbed, was about to withdraw his gaze and send back to the Holy See, his eyes suddenly looked at, and the rising black mushroom cloud stopped.

A mushroom cloud of black smoke covered a large area of ​​the sky, as big as a chemical substance that could generate a large amount of smoke had been detonated.

On the top of the huge mushroom cloud, the flames shining in the center of the mushroom cloud flickered, forming several fiery red words on the surface of the black mist.

【Mother God, will come at last】

Mother God... will come at last?

what is this?Prediction of crime?

Or is it a prank by an extraordinary person who has no bottom line?

Or was it an explosion created by a cultist who got in?

Syl squeezed her fist, now she can't do it anymore.

A holy light enveloped Syl's figure, and her figure disappeared in place.

......

In the west area of ​​Ibiza, at the junction with the new area, a factory is constantly on fire, and thick smoke is constantly rising.

Fortunately, there is an eight-hour working system, and there are no employees in the factory. Only a dozen passers-by who were walking nearby were affected, and they were lying on the ground unknown.

When Syl teleported here, people from the Alliance of Light were already rescuing the wounded. Because Syl was half a beat behind, others came faster.

"Quick! Don't stand still and come to help! There is still a wounded person over there... Your Highness Syl?! Sorry, I didn't see it..."

Just after Syl teleported over, a cleric of the Goddess of Hope, who was treating the wounded, shouted a few words towards Syl.

It seemed that she regarded Searle as a member of the Seven Great Cults who came to support her, but when she saw who was coming, she broke into a cold sweat instantly.

What is she doing...is she actually ordering Her Majesty the Holy Maiden?My Goddess...

This fact made the nun stunned, she even stopped the Holy Light spell in her hand, squatting next to the wounded, a little at a loss.

Syl just glanced at the nun's direction, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

At the same time, she also saw the direction that the nun just mentioned. Next to the gate of the workshop braving the fire, there was a twisted and moaning figure. Her legs had been blown away by the shock wave, and her body was also big. The area was burned, and now there is only one breath left to hang.

Without much hesitation, Syl teleported to the woman with the broken leg in an instant, lifted her up with holy light, and led her out of the fire.

Syl didn't dare to take her out, because her seriously injured body might not be able to withstand the teleportation, and it might cause secondary damage, causing her to die directly.

Syl supported the lady's body with holy light, rushed to a nun who had just arrived, and gently put the woman down.

"treat."

After saying this word, Syl turned around and looked at the burning workshop. There were no injured people around the workshop.

Syl looked up, and the flame writing on the mushroom cloud had also disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

But Syl knew that he was absolutely right.

A person who didn't know whether he was an heir, a favored person, or an ordinary extraordinary cultist mixed into Suramar.

No, definitely more than one.

If the cultists tried their best to disguise themselves, it would be difficult for other extraordinary people to tell them apart... In addition to the large number of foreigners entering the new area today, there must be an unknown number of cultists mixed in there.

Syl frowned, not because the matter was difficult to solve.

Instead feel sick.

It was as if a "cockroach" had mixed in again in a piece of "Pure Land" that had been cleaned up with great difficulty, which was disgusting.

And when you find this one, it usually means the whole house is full.

The torrential rain began to pour down from the top of the factory, and the torrential rain only covered the top of the factory, and did not affect other places.

It looks like someone from the Generosity and Wisdom Cult or another spellcaster is coming.

Under the wash of the torrential rain, the fire was quickly brought under control, and it did not spread outwards, leaving only a steady stream of white smoke.

However, under the continuous washing of the white smoke by the torrential rain, the embers were quickly extinguished, revealing the burned and dilapidated factory with only the frame left.

Seeing that the surrounding situation was completely under control, Syl teleported back to the Holy See of the Goddess of Hope in an instant.

This bombing attack made Syl realize that one thing must be put on the agenda.

Not everyone has the ability to distinguish cultists like the Black Emperor and the witch Syl.

Searle had to find a popular method to identify cultists as soon as possible.

Because the opening of Suramar is already an irreversible trend, in order to avoid more cultists from mixing in, Syl must quickly find a way for the public to identify cultists-this is better than asking the Black Emperor to eliminate cultists now. Much more useful.

[Saint]: "Missionary, do you have any good ideas?"

On the way back to the room, Searle directly asked the missionary who was most likely to know.

Missionaries are clear about the matter of missionary work, and they should also have their own set of methods for identifying people of other faiths.

[Missionary]: "No... It is my innate ability to distinguish beliefs."

Syl sighed at the missionary's words.

If the missionaries have no way, it will definitely waste a lot of time to study it.

And during this time, God knows what those heaven-defying cultists will do, and who knows how many cultists will take the opportunity to sneak in?

If Suramar is blocked, countless civilians and superhumans will be isolated from the door.

Nowadays, the lack of clothing and food outside, and the cold weather, are the civilians who are rushing here. I don’t know how many people will die...

Do you want to close the city?

Syl's pace slowed down, and he began to think about the pros and cons of this matter.

【Love Saint】: "Why can't we think of a solution from within?"

Love Saint spoke suddenly, interrupting Searle's train of thought.

However, Syl wasn't angry either. Although Lover was a bit unruly at ordinary times, he still wouldn't mess around when it mattered.

[Saint]: "What inside?"

【Love Saint】: "Didn't I charm a loved one before?"