System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

No matter how furious Harisa was, she couldn't shake Syl's scarlet eyes in the black mist even the slightest bit.

He panicked.

Harissa knew that she was serious.

"You don't have a godhead, and you will never be able to touch the godhead! Even if you devour me, the mother god will judge you!" Harissa wanted to drive the black mist to attack and pinch her sharp claws, but it didn't work at all.

With the crazily absorbing of abilities, the black mist around Syl's body surged crazily, and a frenzied aura raged in the room, corroding and destroying everything around him.

Harissa's more flustered and ugly appearance will only make Syl more determined in her inner thoughts.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

"boom--"

The overpowering power was sucked into Syl's body, causing a black whirlwind to blow around her, destroying everything around her.

There were endless screams of panic, but Searle did not stop because of these, but intensified his efforts.

The runes engraved on Syl's skin were shattering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the madness released after the shattering of the runes shot straight into the black clouds in the sky.

With Syl as the center, a huge black cloud column formed, piercing the sky.

At the same time, the process of continuously extracting madness into the body, and then replacing it with broken runes, made Syl's witch body strengthen at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, in terms of physical fitness alone, he had already reached the level of a marshal, and he was still improving.

All the power of a child, even including the source of madness in his body, is being ruthlessly absorbed by Syl, even the soul will not be spared.

This doomsday-like absorption and a storm of madness swept across the entire city of Stan.

Whether it is ordinary people or superhumans who have recovered their extraordinary abilities, they all obeyed their inner fear and frantically fled from the center of the storm.

The storm lasted for three full days, and even the Alliance of Light sent half and half of mythical powerhouses to calm the storm, but they couldn't even get close to Stan City.

Everyone knows something bad is brewing, but no one knows what will happen next.

......

Outside Suramar City, the southern forest, the stronghold of the Alliance of Light, and the conference room of the Alliance.

In the huge conference room, a petite figure was pacing back and forth in the conference room.

Although there was no expression on her face, her slightly flustered footsteps still exposed her nervous heart.

In the conference room at this time, only a few people were still here, but they didn't bother her.

Finally, Vera couldn't help it, stood up, walked to the side of the petite figure, and whispered:

"Pope Ashara... You don't need to worry so much. What happened in Stan City may not have anything to do with Syl... Maybe Syl was just investigating somewhere and didn't come back in time. That's all..."

She comforted the somewhat distraught pope in a low voice, but in fact she didn't know what to do in her heart.

What happened in Stan City was really terrifying.

That appalling black storm is a hundred times more oppressive than the previous troll favored by Suramar.

No one knows what is being bred inside, and no one can prevent it from happening, they can only send people to observe from the outside.

And just at this time, Syl disappeared, and it was still the kind that hadn't been heard from.

For three whole days, there was no news from Searle, and he seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.

Vera, who is in charge of the intelligence department, dispatched all forces to search for Searle as soon as he learned of his disappearance, but various clues showed that Searle went to Stan City.

Especially among those who escaped from Stan City, a girl claimed that she had seen a girl with a white mask and pale golden curly hair enter the city before the storm broke out.

And there are many witnesses, and such a shape is hard to forget.

Vera is almost 90.00% sure that that person is Syl, and Ashara must also understand this truth.

"I'm fine." Ashara said expressionlessly, and then stopped her footsteps.

Ashara had never been so worried like now, she always felt that her heart was being held up all the time, and there was no way to let it go.

What happened to Syl?

Ashara didn't know, but she knew that Syl must be accomplishing something important.

"Assembly again, go to Stan City." Ashara issued this order, and at the same time took out her Pope's scepter.

For the past three days, Ashara has been trying to break through that black storm, but the closer she gets to the inside, the more noisy the ravings in her head become. If she breaks in with a strong heart, she will definitely end up going crazy.

"Yes..." Vera nodded, but did not veto Ashara's proposal, because she also hoped to solve this storm.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Boom boom boom——"

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door of the conference room, as if it was about to shatter the door.

Before the people inside could respond, the door was violently knocked open.

It was Bishop Locke who knocked open the door, and everyone present looked at him, and he rushed directly in front of Ashara.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! The storm has stopped!"

"And... from the Great Saya Empire in the middle, to the south, across the Sacred Empire, to the Anton Tower... the black mist is gone!"

"The black mist...all disappeared!"

Hearing this news, Vera quickly ordered the teleportation team to go to Stan City to look for Syl. After the initial shock and ecstasy, other alliance members also quickly organized.

Ashara was different from other people's nervousness, instead she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she didn't know what happened, she knew that little Sear...successful.

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PS:

feature film -

[1. It is said that [-]% of people who type "ZJL" are ZJL]

[2. Why do you need to fasten your seat belt?Are seat belts good or bad? 】

[3. Go to the hospital for an examination. The doctor took the test report and said, thanks to you coming in time, there will be no place in the morgue if you are later. 】

good night~

Section 403 [Leave Note] 1.10 Overslept... make a leave note

On the 9th, I only slept for four hours, and on the 10th, I overslept all of a sudden... Try to update as early as possible today.

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Chapter 404 Chapter 360 Chapter 4000 The Indifference of the Ancient Gods ([-] word chapter)

The Holy Branch Empire, on the ruins originally named Stan City.

It seemed as if it had been run over by a huge steamroller, and the original city of Stan had turned into a flat ruin.

There is no pile of construction waste that can exceed one meter here, and more lightweight wood has been rolled out several miles away.

It was the center of such a ruin, and a figure stood there, without moving for a long time.

This figure is Syl, who has transformed into a witch.

"Ha..." She breathed out slowly in the center of the ruins, but she didn't move her body at all.

It can be seen that the dense seals on her hands have completely disappeared.

This shows that her hands have been completely unsealed.

The surging power in her body made Syl feel a little dazed, and the crazily inflated power for three consecutive days and the increasing ravings made her mental power almost drained.

Completely absorbing and liberating a child-level power has benefited Syl a lot. She even felt that if she found another child, she could completely absorb him in the same way.

For Syl's witch form, absorbing the power of the offspring is no different from absorbing other crazy powers, the only difference is the amount.

The entire area has also regained light due to the demise of the heir and the liberation of the runes on Syl.

After resting for a while and regaining some energy, Searle opened the system panel and checked the attributes of the witch.

"【Sealed Final Witch】(Gold)"

"Name: Syl"

"Occupation: Witch-IX"

"Strength: 314"

"Physique: 304"

"inspiration:?"

"Agility: 267"

"Charm: 99"

"Skill: [Field · Ordinary]?"

The Witch's physical fitness has almost doubled... Except for [Field · Ordinary], Syl doesn't seem to have gained any new abilities.

However, just purely numerical growth, coupled with the Witch's original ability and the newly acquired domain, is enough to make the Witch become Syl's strongest trump card.

In the domain, Syl can transform on his own. Syl can drag the enemy into the domain, and then transform and kill him—more or less invincible.

After reading the attributes, Syl resolutely changed back to the form of a saint.

A pure holy light flashed, and Syl released the form of the witch, and changed back to the appearance of the saint. Only then did Syl feel that the chaos in his brain had lightened by half.

Although there are still some unintelligible subtle babbles in his brain, they can't affect Searle's judgment on the whole.

"System, two lottery draws." Searle didn't have the extra energy to talk nonsense, and directly asked the system about the "bet" he should have won.