Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 145 Tier 3 Elite Monster? Instantly Killed
"Mr. Ross, don't scare me at a time like this."

Celia glanced at Ross subtly, her eyes filled with resentment.

That's right, the "hehehe" just now wasn't a low laugh from outside the thick fog, but rather it was Ross that rang out in Celia's heart after that laugh came.

This really startled Celia, but luckily she recognized Ross's voice.

The others didn't hear Ross's voice, but noticed Celia's startled reaction, and Doris gave them a disdainful look.

"Tch, a mere third-tier monster scared you like this."

Celia didn't explain it to her.

Doris can think whatever she wants.

Benovia looked at Doris, "Are we just going to wait for that monster to show itself?"

“I think we should disperse this fog,” Anke said seriously.

She somehow got hold of a pair of glasses and put them on; her face alone gave her an intellectual beauty, if only she weren't only 1.5 meters tall...

As they spoke, a divine light suddenly appeared beside them.

Everyone turned to look and saw Phil close her eyes slightly, clasp her hands together in prayer, place them on her chest, and let the light emanate from her body, clashing with the surrounding thick fog.

Celia noticed a faint hint of blood within her divine light.

Judging from the feeling, it seems to be... pollution?
Has her magic even become tainted? Celia wondered.

But she didn't say anything.

After all, the Holy Court certainly knew more about Phil's situation than she did.

The Holy Court didn't do anything, so what could she, as a competitor, say?

Phil's specialty is the Holy magic, and her combination of Holy Word and Holy Magic makes her invincible when facing such defilement.

Under the intense holy light, the surrounding mist gradually dissipated, revealing a strange monster hidden within the mist, resembling a scarecrow.

It looks like a person, but it is as thin as a stick, covered in straw, with limbs that look like they are made of wood. Its face is covered with a cloth with a smiling face drawn on it, and there are two circles drawn on its cheeks.

“This is the Smiling Demon, a monster born from corruption. Like most corrupted monsters, its main attack method is mental attack. Its attacks can plunge people into fear, thus allowing corruption to take advantage of the vulnerability and become its nourishment,” Benovia said.

Doris added, "Within the lighthouse's range, it may also have another ability: berserk. The closer it gets to death, the stronger it becomes. It needs to be killed directly with a barrage of attacks to prevent it from going berserk."

Benovia said, "When facing these kinds of dying and berserk monsters, if you can't kill them quickly, only the fourth-tier ethereal spell [Hymn: Baptism] can effectively limit their berserk state. However, even without this spell, you can still kill them while they are berserk."

As she spoke, Benovia's puppet was already covered in a thick layer of rock armor and stood up.

"I'll block its attack; you guys figure out a way to kill it as soon as possible."

As Celia looked at the Smiling Demon, a thought struck her. She realized that she happened to have a scroll called "Hymn: Baptism".

If this scroll is used before reaching level three, the effect will be random, possibly applying the blessing effect to an enemy or the repentance effect to oneself.

According to Benovia, [Hymn: Baptism] is incredibly effective against this type of monster, regardless of its specific effect.

However, using such a precious scroll on a mere third-tier monster is somewhat like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

So Celia only thought about it and didn't use it.

With Benovia taking the lead, Doris began to command the team. The five of them, along with the five puppets, launched an attack on the Smiling Demon.

Ross watched this scene silently from the side. He uttered a pointless question—

Is this considered a 5-player dungeon or a 10-player raid?
Under the relentless onslaught of the five saintesses, the Smiling Demon quickly descended into a berserk state.

Benovia was under immense pressure. The rock armor she had attached to the puppet had completely shattered. Although she had been using earth and rock spells to defend the puppet, in the end, it was the puppet's materials that withstood everything.

With her wounds healed, the remaining puppets unleashed their full power. Soon, the Smiling Demon let out a terrifying scream, instantly disintegrating and creating a large amount of pollution that vanished into the air.

A holy light emanated from Phil, purifying some of the dissipated pollution and delaying the time it would take for the monster to condense again.

At the spot where the Smiling Demon died, a mask resembling a smiling face fell to the ground and was picked up by Doris's puppet.

"What is this?" She picked it up and examined it closely.

Benovia glanced at it and said, "The Smiling Mask allows you to use the Smiling Demon's mental magic. Its effect is to instill fear in people, making them afraid to fight. It is ineffective against corrupted monsters."

She paused, then added, "But it looks very ugly when you wear it, and if someone can control their fear, it not only has no effect, but it can also affect their vision."

Doris immediately looked disgusted. "Who wants it?"

No one answered.

Even Celia, upon seeing the design of that ugly mask, had no interest in it.

Ross said, "This mask is useless to you; Mage's Hand is much better for dealing direct mental damage. I suggest you sell the items dropped by the elite monsters for a share of the profits."

So Celia made her suggestion, which was unanimously approved by everyone.

Anke adjusted his glasses: "I think before we discuss splitting the money, let's first consider how to solve the current problem."

Everyone was taken aback, then sensed something and looked at the small hill next to the beach.

The two mountains were separated by a gap, and the rocks on the mountains were not a single, solid piece, but rather like a honeycomb, full of holes.

At this moment, a pair of red eyes filled with black energy emerged from each hole.

There are at least hundreds!

Doris felt a chill run down her spine: "So many monsters! Charging straight in was definitely not a wise move."

"These were all drawn here by the screams of the Laughing Demon's death," Celia said. "Anyway, prepare for battle."

Phil said in a low voice, "Kill these, and this area will be cleared out. We can start purifying the pollution."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's prepare for battle!"

Doris was full of fighting spirit, and flames were rekindled on the puppet's greatsword.

Benovia smiled and said, "Let's treat this ancient ruin as a mini-journey to the divine realm."

The path from Tier 1 to Tier 2 is simply about killing monsters; it's the same for everyone, the only difference is whether there are more or fewer monsters.

For them, the path up the stairs was full of monsters, and the transformation of these monsters from weak to strong was simply a matter of mowing the grass.

Just as Celia was about to order the puppets and other puppets to charge, Ross's voice rang in her ears:

"Watch out, someone's coming from outside."

(End of this chapter)