System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

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PS:

Sorry for the lateness!

feature film -

【1. Yang Guo said to the mirror: It's my uncle who killed you】

【2. When others care about whether you can fly high or not, only I care about whether you can fly or not】

【3. Hope to go to R18 hell after death】

【4. "Being very narrow at the beginning, you will be able to understand others, and after dozens of steps, you will suddenly become enlightened" - from "The Biography of Seeing Qi Qi"】

good night~

Chapter 427 Chapter 380 Seven Aisier, Letter to Syl, Waiting to Syl (4000 word chapter)

Outside the city of Suramar, the position of the Alliance of Light, the meeting room of the Alliance.

At this time, the atmosphere in the conference room was not very good.

No, it should be said that it has fallen to freezing point.

Everyone has different thoughts in their hearts, and now they are waiting for someone to come out and pierce the window paper.

Obviously, if the situation did not change, Suramar would fall in two days.

Suramar is the place where the Alliance of Light was established. If even Suramar is lost, the rumors and rumors about Syl's death that have accumulated recently will explode like a tsunami.

And the consequences of these rumors erupting are obvious.

The public's trust in the Illuminati will drop to a freezing point, and they may even defy the Illuminati's withdrawal policy.

Conspiracy theories such as the League of Light's overhead of Sear have even begun to spread.

Standing and waiting for Syl, [-]% of them will not have any results, and disbanding the alliance to retreat, each church can bring its own main force and some believers, and flee to the sea.

Either option looks like there is no way out, so the current low air pressure in the meeting room has been maintained, which makes people feel depressed.

In fact, many people still have some expectations for Ashara.

Because from Ashara's behavior, she seems to know some of Syl's movements, at least she knows whether Syl is dead or alive.

But Ashara failed to reveal any information about Syl from the beginning to the end.

It's just that if you keep procrastinating like this, it will definitely not be conducive to the subsequent retreat plan.

So, today is the time to make a decision.

If Ashara remained silent about Syl's movements, more than half of the churches would choose to directly break away from the Alliance of Light and plan the "Ark Project" to escape to the sea.

In fact, at this moment, even Ashara herself began to waver.

Among all the people present, Ashara was definitely one of the people who cared the most about Syl's situation.

Ashara was the one who was most upset by not getting any news from Syl.

But at the same time, there was still a little bit of hope in Ashara's heart, she didn't believe that Syl would go away like this and never return.

And the reasons supporting Ashara's hope are the organization Yehuo and the little dragons in Yehuo.

The members of Nightfire, including those little dragons, almost unanimously decided to stick to Suramar until the return of the leader of Nightfire.

Those little dragons kept saying things like "Mom is still alive", and that puppet master, Fina, was determined to stay in Suramar and wait for her mentor.

It was their persistence that kept Ashara's faith from collapsing, until the black cloud was about to overwhelm her, she still believed in Syl's return.

She knew that this was an act close to death, so she didn't intend to pull more people to stay behind.

Ashara intends to disband the Alliance of Light today, so that those churches who want to escape will retreat, and those who want to stay will stay.

"Everyone..." Just as Ashara spoke, attracting everyone's attention, there was a sudden knock on the door, interrupting Ashara's words.

"Dong dong dong dong-"

Seeing that Ashara was about to say something, they were suddenly interrupted by this knock on the door, and most people became restless in their hearts.

"Pope Ashara, do you have something to announce? Let's talk about it first." The dream master of the Illusion Goddess Sect waved his hand and formed a dream barrier at the door, blocking the knocking sound from outside.

Now any battle outside is not important, they just want to hear a clear reply from Ashara.

Syl is dead or alive.

The Alliance of Light must defend, or flee.

No matter what kind of rhetoric, no matter what kind of result, it will lead to the split of the League of Light, which is inevitable.

After the knock on the door was blocked, Ashara paused for a moment, and rearranged her words.

"various......"

"boom------"

The Dream Master's [Fantasy Dreamland]-level illusion enchantment was directly blasted to the structure in less than two seconds.

Only those who are far above the level of [Dreamland], or the [Dreamland] of the same level, can break the barrier so quickly.

After the barrier and the gate were smashed together, everyone turned their attention from Ashara to the direction of the gate.

It can be seen that everyone's face has been suppressed for a long time.

If the comers were only here to report the war, it might be difficult to bear the anger of so many mythological powerhouses.

"Joy..." The dreamer recognized the semi-myth at the door, she frowned, and said, "I hope you have something important to report."

Now everyone's emotions are exploding. If there is no real important thing, I am afraid that the dream master will not be able to keep this sixth-level and a half myth that offends everyone.

"The dreamer..." Joey, who was at the door, first slowly lowered his head towards the dreamer, and then turned his gaze to Ashara's direction.

"Your Majesty Pope Ashara, there is news from the frontline..."

"Who the hell still cares about your front line now?"

Before Joey finished speaking, he was beaten back by a sixth-order [Sunstrider] with an angry expression.

Successive defeats made the members of the Goddess of Victory Sect hold their breath, and they had nowhere to vent.

And Joey, who interrupted the meeting at this time, seemed to be their target.

"Speak." Ashara didn't pay attention to other people's thoughts, but looked at Joey seriously, waiting for his answer.

According to Ashara's understanding, Joey is not such an eager person.

Although the official time is very short, Ashara can still feel that he is a calm person.

And at this time, Ashara could clearly feel Joey's eagerness and... joy...

He seemed to bring some good news.

What good news can there be now?

Either the black mist stopped suddenly, or... Syl came back.

"A mysterious and powerful superhuman riding a bone dragon appeared on the front line...she suppressed the progress of the black mist with superpowers I have never seen before..."

Joy didn't waste any more time, and quickly reported what he saw: "She claims to be the Marshal, let me tell Her Majesty Ashara that she will be stationed at the frontier until the leader of Syl returns!"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Joey panted slightly. After becoming a semi-mythical powerhouse, it was the first time he felt his heart beating so violently.

And all the clergymen present fell silent after listening to Joey's words, and all looked in Ashara's direction in unison.

It's Syl's message...

Syl sent a mysterious man with extraordinary strength to help guard the frontier...

Whether the news is true or not, they only need to look at the stagnant black mist outside to know.

While everyone was watching, Ashara looked at Joey and asked calmly, "Is it a woman in a black military uniform?"

"Yes, she is indeed wearing a black military uniform, and she is still emitting a terrifying flame." Joey nodded sharply and replied.

It's the Marshal, yes... the leader of Nightfire.

After hearing Joey's reply, Ashara's hanging heart was finally relieved. An unprecedented sense of relaxation made her almost slump on the chair.

Syl is fine...

Great......

"Send reinforcements, help the marshal, and defend the border." Ashara stood up, raised her right hand flat and hammered it in front of her chest, and then swung forward.

Ashara had already expressed her attitude.

Hold tight, wait for Syl.

Words speak louder than words with the Alliance of Illuminati gestures set up by Searle.

After a brief silence, everyone present got up one after another and solemnly saluted the alliance.

The news brought by Joey is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for all members of the Alliance of Light.

As long as they confirm that the black mist outside has indeed stopped moving, they will naturally reunite and fight against the black mist together.

If you escape, you will definitely die. If you fight with Syl, you can still survive.

......

At this time, on the border where the black mist meets, the marshal was looking at the alchemy troops with only about a hundred people in front of him, and fell silent.

It may be that he hasn't communicated with the living troops for too long, and the marshal almost forgot how to issue orders.

The level of the troops in front of them is uneven. If the alchemy exoskeleton is thrown away, the rank of the operator will go down to the first rank, and the highest rank will only be the fourth rank.

It seems that the criteria for selecting this army are not based on strength.

"How did you guys get selected into this unit?" The marshal asked slowly, looking at the unit in front of him who was immobilized by the alchemy exoskeleton armor.

After experiencing the initial struggle, everyone in the unit saw the black mist stop and realized the strength of the woman in front of them.