Shaking off the impaled victim of his tentacles, and looking at the church apprentices who had run into the alley as fast as he could, Carol Sage Saida frowned.

Why wasn't that kid fooled?

It was an illusion created by the faces of those close to them in their minds, and one of the children had taken the bait, but the other did not appear to have been deceived at all.

However, he has already let the drowning ghost Carl go after him, although it is only a small minion in the ninth step of the dead sequence, but it is already a big and small use to chase and kill a cub.

With this in mind, Carroll glanced around and after confirming that there was no one, the tentacles on his left arm began to transform into normal arms.

The guards in the camp were too guarded, and if he hadn't spotted the two apprentices this time, they would have passed the word out.

But Carol couldn't scold them, because his sect 'Lord of Wisdom' suffered heavy losses in the conflict in Parol City two years ago, losing all the top echelons of the church, and Carol was also a wise man promoted in the line of fire, this time also to develop the grassroots of the church, but. Carol is not satisfied with the current rate of conversion of the camp - it is too slow, the displaced people, especially the children among the displaced people, seem to have independent access to food outside the camp, and without the children as a burden, the most critical factor in the transformation of the camp is missing - the mood of the displaced people is more stable than he thought when they are full and they will not starve their children.

Carroll investigated and found that several organizations were responsible for feeding the children.

The first is the Harvest Goddess Church, this church has been collecting food for the children among the homeless, they can raise about a thousand people a day, and some of the homeless people even handed over their children to this church, damn the Church of the False God, if it was back then, he didn't care about this Harvest Goddess Church in Carterburg, but now, he has to avoid these churches.

Then there's the Gyaat and the Morvis Group - a freak that Carroll hates the most because its host, Marin Gayat, is a lucky guy, and Carol vividly remembers that he was young and wanted to confess to the girl he liked, but was ruthlessly rejected by them.

And this damn little white face has five girls who love him with all their hearts, jealous that if he kills, that Marin is only afraid that he has been killed by ten thousand arrows through his heart, and Carol is definitely not the only one who wants him to die.

Well, to get down to business, the food processing plant owned by Gayat and the Morvis Group produces a large number of cans every day, which are divided into three qualities, the cheapest of which only requires a slot or two, an adult can carry bags for more than a dollar a day at the port, and the processing plant employs a large number of skilled homeless people who are willing to trade their jobs for food.

To be honest, Carol did want to kill the host of this group, but he understood that with his strength, he couldn't move Marin at all, not even his girl - that werewolf named Jessica was a werewolf who activated the bloodline ability, and her agility was off the charts, and Carol compared the strength of the two sides and found that she couldn't catch up with her at all.

The Mowis girl named Faye is a six-ring mage, and when the mage reaches the six-ring, killing him is basically the same as killing a chicken, with Carol's speed, I'm afraid I can't even see the soles of her shoes.

And that Cross is a five-ring mage, which sounds easier to deal with than the six-ring mage, but Carol confirmed that the two girls are good at magic, and found that the former is good at support, protection and curses, while the latter is extremely good at shaping energy and curses, in other words, Carol can only die faster in the face of Cross.

The remaining two girls, one who had just become an apprentice of the Great Divine Master, was a shaman, and although it was easier to deal with, she was basically either by her mentor's side or by her brother's side, and Carol felt that the only difference between these two was probably how she died.

The last one, named Lilim, is a little lamb, I heard that it is on the priest's side, and is extremely good at all kinds of auxiliary and protection techniques, which sounds like the best target to deal with, but she is basically Marin's henchman - speaking of which, Carol really doesn't want to fight against a little cub who can get 30 strength by taking a spell for himself, because he has already lost just by comparing strength, and with his understanding of the Harvest Goddess Church, such a rare genius in a hundred years is definitely full of all kinds of strange things, I'm afraid that he will be immune to all kinds of illusions that he is best at.

You can do whatever you want when you have money, bastard!

Well, in addition to these two, Carol also knows of an organization, a small organization that seems to be made up of spirits from southern Thailand, who use all kinds of methods that can be said to be abduction and abduction to obtain food every day to give to those homeless orphans who don't understand the language - Carol did think about sneaking up on them, but only tried once and gave up, there were two cat-type spirits in that team, sneaking up on them?

It's good not to be attacked by them.

"Your Excellency, welcome back to the camp." Standing at the gate of the camp, the guards were greeting Carol, and the wise gentleman nodded, then glanced at one of them: "What's your face?" "He had bruises on his face.

"Yesterday a group of people came to our camp to pull people to work, and we wanted to stop ...... Then he was beaten. The guard's face was full of grievances, because Carroll had said that force should not be used until it was absolutely necessary.

“…… Great work. Carroll suddenly felt a sense of giving—it was too difficult, and he began to miss his old life, when the sect was very powerful, and the bishops were all at least five or above, and the archbishop was like a reinvention to him, but unfortunately they all died.

Well, if it all happened again, Carol would do everything in his power to change the fate of the sect.

It's a pity that fate is so generous, but it's okay, at least some of the troublesome spirits also died together.

With such mixed feelings, Carroll noticed that the guards looked up, and he turned around, looked up, and saw a flare rising.

"It's a signal flare of the Church of False Gods, what's going on." The beaten guard asked his friend, who shook his head in confusion: "I don't know. ”

Carol didn't even think what the situation was, and suddenly found that he had lost control of Carl.

…… He was killed?

With this thought, Carroll frowned - it seemed that things were speeding in an uncontrollable direction.