System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"evil."

Syl covered his nose, with a look of disgust on his face, he took two steps back a little, away from the officer.

Although the current officer is almost as disgusting as the officer just now, the disgusting behavior in the past caused psychological discomfort.

But now the officer with sarcoma agitating all over his body caused both physical and psychological discomfort, making Searle feel a little nauseous.

The current military officer can no longer be called a "person" at all.

As if he didn't want him to make such an ugly cry of despair, some blood wriggled and got into the officer's mouth. After a while, the officer was completely speechless.

He could only kneel on the ground, staring blankly at his hands, waiting for the black blood to slowly cover his eyes.

Parasitic, almost the last step is completed.

Syl looked at the officer lying on the ground who was no longer moving, and didn't make any moves.

She is waiting for the moment when the parasite will finally be completed.

Suddenly, the officer lying on the ground moved his fingers slightly.

The terrifying sarcoma all over his body melted away like running water, and then penetrated from his skin into his flesh and blood.

The officer, like a marionette, mechanically raised his hand high, then put it down, supported his body, and stood up slowly.

Chapter 113 Chapter 110 - The fourth-order powerhouse comes to Ibiza (2/3)

[Dragon Egg Parasite] has been completely over.

At this moment, Seale was sitting on a chair by the dining table, his chin resting on his small hands, and his elbows rested on the dining table.

In front of Searle was the officer sitting.

His eyes were dull and his expression was dull, like a living dead.

If someone could open the officer's brain at this time, they would definitely be able to see that there were already countless tumors mixed in his brain. If one looked carefully, one could tell that it was the parasitic sarcoma just now.

"How is the situation in Ibiza now?" Syl yawned, leaned back, and collapsed on the chair.

Children are more prone to sleepiness, which is normal.

"Ibiza...there is a...riot...there are two troops...coming to suppress..." the officer, with a blank face expression, the mechanical opening replied, "My troops... are in charge of blocking..."

"Oh? Then you're quite a senior official?" Searle blinked and made boring cross-examinations.

Now she can be considered to have completely controlled the officer in front of her, no matter what she said, he would obey him.

It was the dragon egg that was interfering with his thinking. The current officer regards Syl as the "creator" or "mother".

Syl could feel that as long as he used [Resurrection from the Cocoon], a brand new dragon girl would emerge from the officer's body.

Breaking out of the cocoon is a must. This officer can be said to be a mortal person, and after experiencing extreme fear.

Yes, the current officer is still conscious, but he can only feel his own body, act according to a completely contrary consciousness, and enshrine the girl in front of him like a god.

"My name is... Roy von Waller, others call me Sir Waller, I am in charge of my troops, I am an honorary baron, you can... call me Roy. "The officer in front of him who claimed to be Roy replied respectfully.

It is not difficult to see that Roy's speech is becoming more and more fluent, which means that the dragon is becoming more and more mature.

"Well, Roy, let me introduce the current situation in Ibiza."

With a ready-made army commander, and the recent blockade of the Ibiza area, Syl can take this opportunity to have a better understanding of the current situation in Ibiza.

"There was a riot in Ibiza, and I was ordered to come and seal off the entire Ibiza area... you can only enter, and you are not allowed to go out."

"And what about in Ibiza? Has something happened?"

"The interior of Ibiza...was in disarray...the utilities, the police station...and the houses of the various factory owners, were burned. They also hanged A lot of factory owners . . . right on the street lamps."

"Oh...that's pretty good, what else?"

"What's more... there is an unknown superpower, which has begun to infiltrate the Ibiza area."

"Unknown extraordinary power?"

"According to the confidential letter, they are probably some wild transcendents who are not under the control of the church. According to the information we have so far...the strongest is a person who drank the fourth-order [Rebel] potion the extraordinary."

"anything else?"

"Other information...haven't received yet...I'm only responsible for blocking..."

A puppet manipulated by a dragon egg cannot lie, and Syl believed what Roy said just now.

But it doesn't rule out that Roy is also the one being cheated, so it's best to be vigilant about everything.

So the current situation is that two troops have arrived in Ibiza, one is guarding the blockade outside, and the other is suppressing it inside?

And there are transcendents who are not affiliated with the church and have also entered Ibiza?

【Rebel】...

fourth stage? !

Now Searle's highest-level body is only at the second level, and Searle can't imagine how strong the fourth-level transcendent is.

What was the purpose of that Transcendent coming here?

Obviously it wasn't sent by the church, so the purpose of TA is for a certain organization, or TA himself?

"Rebels..."

Syl thought about the name carefully, and it was not difficult to guess how this potion was digested.

Could it be that the rebel wanted to speed up the process of the riot, and then achieve the purpose of digesting his own potion?

The more Syl thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

Then if this inference is correct, that transcendent is also on his side, right?

However, Syl didn't want to meet this kind of extraordinary person, so as not to cause complications.

"Okay, let's do this first." Syl nodded and ended the conversation.

The officer also stood up, walked to the door with his head down, and bowed to help Syl open the door.

Syl walked out of the house, looked at the empty Ryan Street, and after a little thought, chose to walk in the direction of Ryan Street.

The follow-up task has not been triggered today, and Syl doesn't want to go back without any gains.There is still a lot of time in the evening, and Searle wants to continue to try his luck.

No task means no follow-up chance to draw cards.

It is too time-consuming to use the cards in your hand to advance through acting. It is better to look for opportunities to trigger missions while playing. This is the most reasonable approach.

After all, Syl already felt that the promotion of the holy medicine of his own body was out of control, and he didn't know when he might be forced to drink the next holy medicine.

And it's useless to run away. It seems that as soon as I leave Suramar City, the main body will be locked by the church immediately, which the system has hinted at before.

So the current Syl must acquire enough strength to protect himself before that day, so that he can feel at ease.

The flesh and blood in Searle's body is squirming, generating the next "seed", and looking for the next person to be promoted.

The streets that were originally brightly lit were now plunged into darkness. At this time, there should be some people who got off work early and returned to the South District, but Syl did not see anyone.

However, in front of a burning garbage dump at the entrance of the alley, Syl was caught by something.

It was a mask very close to the fire. The rough green wig on the mask had been slightly curled up by the flames, and the smoke from the fire illuminated the walls on both sides of the alley.

The walls on both sides are covered with graffiti about clowns, with scarlet smiling faces, green hair, and pale faces.

It seems that this has become the hallmark of the Joker.

Blood-red paint was used everywhere on the walls, and some words were written wildly, such as the signature of the clown, the speech words in "I have a dream", or some riot words.

Seeing this, Syl smiled.

If the clown saw this, she would probably go crazy with joy, right?

Syl finally decided not to let her out.Lest she get sick with excitement.

Chapter 114 Chapter 110 Two hang that factory owner! (3/5)

If there are no people in the southern district, then the current people must be in the western district.

Syl pulled up the hood of his cloak and tucked his long white hair into the cloak so that he would not look so conspicuous at night.

On the way to the West District, the closer to the West District, the more people Syl saw.

Moreover, there are many soldiers with guns, dispersing the crowd, and there will be a sound of pushing and cursing from time to time, and people are constantly being arrested.

The entire block fell into disorder and chaos, but the storefronts on the street showed no signs of being smashed.

However, if this situation continues, it should be a matter of time before this kind of store is smashed.

After a long period of inactivity, unpaid rioters ransacked street food stores even for food.

"This doesn't seem too good..." Syl pinched his chin with his right hand, thinking about countermeasures.

To be honest, she still didn't really want this scene to happen.

Soon, Syl went against the flow of people and walked to a place near the west side of Ibiza.

The human voice gradually became louder.

Just like when you are off work, the West End of Ibiza is noisy at night.

But now they are not discussing about family problems, or what to eat for dinner, but roaring impassionedly.

"Hang him! Hang him!"

"He has withheld my wages and insulted my daughter! Hang him!"

"Hang him! Just like the clown!"

An angry crowd gathered around a kerosene lamp to make room.

The distance was still relatively far, and the crowd was tens of meters apart. The army behind tried hard to separate the crowd, but the number of troops was still too small.

"jump--"

A crisp gunshot rang out, but it still couldn't calm down the angry crowd, but instead made the crowd shout louder.