As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 391 Carol’s Desire (1)

Carol.

The most powerful killer under the high priest of the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things.

Ron really underestimated this elf assassin.

Her hiding methods are really exaggerated. She seems to have some mysterious ability that can completely eliminate her traces in the eyes of other creatures. Even if she doesn't use invisibility, basically few people can detect Carol. traces.

Cecilia's strength was already quite good, and her vigilance was extraordinary, but she completely failed to notice the existence outside the window.

Outside the window, Carol bit her lower lip with her white teeth. Looking at Ron in the room, her gaze was obviously resentful and a little entangled. She put a small hand behind her and rubbed it gently, which seemed to be vaguely still. I can recall the feeling of being slapped hard one after another.

Carol felt like she might be a pervert.

Got spanked.

It actually feels a little refreshing.

That special feeling was like poison. Even though Carol knew it was bad, she couldn't help but sink in and wanted to try more.

She admits that this hobby is really bad.

She only had less than a month left to live. The time limit left by the high priest was one month. Within this month, she had to kill Ron. However, in the previous brief battle, Carol had already It is very clear that Ron's strength is definitely not something that he can deal with.

Not to mention just one month, even if you give yourself another year or ten years, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill Ron.

And those who are unable to complete the task are worthless waste in the eyes of the high priest.

Since it is waste, there is no need to exist.

The High Priest will not waste precious potions on rubbish.

Yes, they are all killers carefully trained by the high priest. The high priest did not try to control their spirits. Perhaps the high priest knew very well that the spirit of a living being is the most difficult thing to control. If you make a slight mistake, it will come back to bite you. .

But the high priest naturally has a way to control these tools of his own, and that is the terrifying magic potion.

That magic potion is called Bone Erosion.

Only the high priest knows how to make potions and antidotes.

But Carol has seen what happened to those companions who failed to complete the mission and failed to get the antidote. Their bodies seemed to be soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, decaying at an extremely terrifying speed, no matter what kind of All the healing magic has no effect.

Even the hymns only delay the duration of the pain.

In the end, all the flesh and skin on the body will be rotten, even the bones will be rotten.

After tasting all this extreme pain, you will be relieved from the suffering and die completely.

The taste and the scene are not far different from the Infinite Hell.

Carol didn't try to tell the high priest that Ron was very strong and she was no match. That would be meaningless and would even advance the time of her death. No matter how good he is, in the eyes of the high priest, he is just a tool after all. There are only eight hundred tools like himself in the high priest's eyes.

She grinned, her delicate little face a little bitter. To be honest, she didn't quite understand what she was thinking now, and she didn't know what she was doing now.

She didn't even think she was qualified to be called a human being. It's not even a beast, at best it's just a monster with human skin on its head.

Carol's figure floated quietly outside the window, a pair of emerald eyes staring at everything in the room, looking at Cecilia, with a charming look on her face, using the pure white girl as a pillow, holding her in her arms A deep sleep.

Is that really the bloody nun who has become notorious recently?

Why are you smiling so stupidly?

The two faces were pressed together, and she was still rubbing them together. Isn't it comfortable?
Also, this guy was still drooling, and some of the saliva dripped onto the little girl's face. Fortunately, this pure white little girl slept more deeply than Cecilia, otherwise she would have been full of disgust.

She looked at Ron, who had exhausted his magic power and was holding the dragon crystal, slowly absorbing the energy and regaining his strength.

This should be a good opportunity to kill Ron, right?

After all, he looked like he wasn't even aware of himself.

However, Carol didn't know what was going on. She couldn't bring up any murderous intention in her heart. Looking at the peaceful and warm scene in the room, she couldn't help but feel a touch of envy in her eyes.

This seemingly simple life is as far away as a dream to her.

Eh!
She sighed slowly and quietly floated up a little, sitting on the windowsill with her back against the wall. A pair of emerald green eyes stared at the night sky in front of her, and no one knew where she was looking.

Scenes were being played out in front of Carol's eyes.

That was a memory she could never forget in her lifetime, and it was also the pain and madness imprinted in her bones.

"Who sent you?" A familiar voice came from behind. It was different from before. This time the voice was somewhat softer and no longer as sharp as before. Even without turning around, Carol I also know who the owner of the voice is.

Squeak.

Ron opened the window from the inside, made a sound, jumped up, and also sat on the window sill, opposite Carol, with his back against the wall, a pair of dark eyes scanning the elf assassin in front of him.

Again, even if Ron placed layer after layer of seals on himself, and his combat power was forcibly suppressed at the legendary peak, Ron's perception was not affected by the seals.

What's more, this time Carol didn't try very hard to hide her whereabouts. Cecilia might not notice Carol's presence, but Ron could.

Ron was also surprised that he had expected that Carol would follow and assassinate him, but this time even though Carol appeared, the system prompt did not sound.

What is this?
Could it be that this time the elf assassin did not have murderous intentions?
Originally, he planned to train Carol into a qualified experience baby, but now it seems that it may be in vain.

Ron even deliberately took out a dragon crystal to absorb the power in the dragon crystal to confuse Carol, but Carol remained motionless from beginning to end. After many attempts, Ron could only give up and simply He stopped pretending and showed off his cards. He sat directly opposite Carol, wanting to see what this elf assassin had planned.

After asking this question, Ron didn't expect to get an answer.

However, Carol's brows only frowned slightly, and then she slowly said: "Herbert Felson!"

Ron raised his eyebrows. This time, he was a little surprised that Carol was so cooperative. It took him two seconds to react. He lowered his eyes and muttered the name: "Hefelson...Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things" Former high priest?"

Carol shook her head: "No, the current high priest."

Ron's brows frowned more and more.

Ron has a lot of information about this high priest.

It's just obvious that there may be some problems with the information he has.

Among the seven orthodox religions, the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things is an alternative.

In the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things, although there are also the positions of the Pope and the Great Saint, the Pope and the Great Saint are called the Pope and the Great Saint by the Mother Goddess of All Things. It is a bit excessive to call them puppets, but it is definitely not wrong to call them mascots. It is more like A certain kind of poster girl, to a certain extent, represents the image of the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things. She has the most respected status in name, but she does not actually hold actual power.

The real real power is the high priest.

In the Forest of Elves, the status of the high priest is supreme.

In name, he is equal to the Elf Queen, but in fact he can control the Elf Queen.

Of course, this was not the case with the original Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things. It was not much different from the other six orthodox religions. This change started a hundred and twenty years ago.

The Pope and the Great Saint, who represent the supreme authority of the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things, are absolutely impossible to be controlled by a certain family for thousands of years like the Church of the Heart of Nature, turning the huge church into a family. Here, the Pope and the Great Saint are all It is selected through selection, and in every selection, all believers can participate, and the number of participants each time is at least one million.

The selection process is also very simple. Millions of believers surround the mother tree and pray devoutly. The mother tree will select two people from the believers, one man and one woman. The man becomes the pope and the woman becomes the great saint.

To put it bluntly, apart from participating in this selection process, believers have no room to interfere with the results of the selection.

The mother tree decides everything.

Even the former Pope and the Great Saint have no power to influence the final result. Once the results of the Mother Tree selection appear, no matter who is selected, they will gain the unanimous support of all believers.

One hundred and twenty years ago, the selection of the 232nd Pope and the Great Saint was held. At this time, the Pope and the Great Saint were not mascots, but still powerful beings.

Then, something unexpected happened that year.

The mother tree did not choose anyone.

Millions of believers knelt around the mother tree and prayed devoutly for seven days and seven nights, but the mother tree made no response.

This incident caused panic among all the elves.

What frightened these elves even more was that a yellowed dead leaf fell from the Mother Tree of All Things!

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