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

Chapter 184 Vanessa is actually a fourth-tier mage?!
"The aura of grace... is yours!"

The leader's sudden burst of murderous intent and aura instantly pressed down on Celia.

They were members of the Deep Sea Aid, heretics who had come from the Protoss Forbidden Lands and were on their way to Star Ash to seek healing from a priest.

Because they were going to the temple to seek healing, they concealed all traces of pollution on their bodies, including their senses of the "divine gifts."

Of course, it's not completely hidden; there's still a vague sense of it.

As he got closer, his senses of the spirit became stronger and stronger.

Make him confirm that the thief is in Star Ash Town.

He was already imagining the scene of catching the other person after the treatment.

But just now, he exchanged a glance with the girl next to the high priest, and his connection with the spirit instantly exploded.

The spirit is on her.

Moreover, she was the one who destroyed the stronghold!
She was inside the temple, still wearing the clothes of a priestess.

This is an action from the temple!
The surge of energy triggered his emotions, instantly blinding him with rage, and causing his hidden rank-based pressure to erupt!

The pressure from the fourth-tier power instantly immobilized Celia, rendering her unable to move. Only when Ross's mental energy acted upon her did the situation ease.

Just as she was about to summon the puppet, Vanessa stood in front of her.

"Celia, you go first, leave this to me."

Vanessa's voice came through, and Celia was taken aback. Seeing Vanessa's unaffected expression, she was shocked.

"Vanessa, you're at level four?"

"Now is not the time to talk. You leave first, and I will deal with them."

"it is good!"

Vanessa's confidence reassured Celia.

She nodded emphatically, then slowly backed away.

But before she could leave, the shark, releasing its fourth-tier pressure, coldly said, "Trying to leave? Did I say you could leave?"

"Sir, who are you? What grudge do you have against Celia? You can tell me. This is a temple. Before you take action, I suggest you think carefully about the consequences."

Vanessa frowned as she looked at the stranger in front of her. She sensed the other person's gradually increasing aura and the strong polluting aura contained within it, and her expression became serious.

"pagan?"

"Hmph, so what if it's a temple?" the shark sneered. "You all deserve to die for stealing my Mutual Aid Society's spiritual artifacts! The temple deserves to die! The Holy Court deserves to die!"

"As expected of heretics, you are getting more and more arrogant, daring to even break into the temple."

Vanessa's aura rose along with the shark's ascent, and everything around her moved without wind, gradually forming two auras, black and white flowing violently within them. Everything that came near the auras was slowly being crushed.

The shark said coldly, "You guys go and stop that girl. I'll deal with this high priest."

"Yes!"

The others immediately went around to catch Celia.

Vanessa was about to stop them when the shark charged at them.

"Your opponent is me!"

Vanessa had no choice but to call out, "Celia, run to the backyard. There's a flower there. Tuck it into your chest; it will protect you from these heretics' attacks."

"No need to bother!"

Celia summoned her puppet and advanced instead of retreating, but considering that this was inside the temple and fighting would damage it, she ran out through a side door, turned around in the temple's side courtyard, and faced the six people rushing towards her.

Celia examined them carefully. "Five of them are seriously injured, and one was lucky enough to only suffer minor injuries. They think they can fight me?"

The man who had sustained minor injuries sneered: "A mere second-tier mage, even if I'm seriously injured, it's enough to deal with you."

As the sardine-headed man, he was very confident. If he couldn't beat the high priest, he could at least beat a deacon like you.
Everyone present was at level three. Although the other sardines were injured, my sardine head was unharmed.

A minor injury means no injury at all.

If so many people can't defeat a second-tier mage, then there's no need for them to continue worshipping the deep sea; they should just sacrifice themselves!

All the sardines had this thought in mind, and without even summoning their puppets, they rushed towards Celia. Celia smiled slightly, "I'm so scared."

If they were both at their peak, she might not dare to fight.

But what's there to be afraid of when five sickly third-tier mages can only unleash one or two tenths of their strength?

With another decent third-tier mage added, Celia has nothing to fear.

"Take care of those five sickly ones first."

Celia quickly devised a strategy.

She looked at the six people rushing towards her and smiled.

"Wait!"

As soon as she spoke, the six of them slowed down.

It wasn't that they stopped when they heard Celia's voice.

But -

Stagnant water!

As she ran out, she secretly released the Slowing Water on her way here, controlling it with the Mage's Hand so that the spell's effect wouldn't move with her, but would instead adhere to the Mage's Hand.

Caught off guard, the group was immediately engulfed in the stagnant water, their speed slowed down.

Sardine Head scoffed, "A level one Stagnation Water? You think you can stop us with that?"

Just as he was about to directly flush away the stagnant water, the originally viscous water suddenly became smooth, and in his moment of surprise, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped rapidly.

They felt as if their bodies were about to freeze, and quickly mobilized their magic to resist the freezing sensation.

But before they could even put up a fight, they heard Celia's voice.

"broken!"

That icy feeling instantly tore at their bodies, as if it were going to rip them apart.

Except for the sardine-headed leader, everyone else immediately showed signs of pain.

Because Celia targeted them specifically, directly tearing open their wounds.

The first to succumb were two of the five female heretics.

Under the influence of the Ice Shatter spell, they collapsed in pain and fell into a coma on the spot.

They weren't torn to pieces thanks to their magical self-protection and the physical attributes granted by their third-tier status.

The remaining three weren't much better off; they too collapsed to the ground under the tearing force of the Ice Shatter spell, though they didn't lose consciousness.

Only Sardine Head was not seriously injured, was in good condition, and was stronger than the others, so he was not affected much.

He turned to look at the five people, somewhat annoyed: "What a bunch of useless trash. I should have just come with Master Shark and not brought you along."

The three people who were still awake were completely innocent.

Didn't we agree to disguise ourselves as ordinary sorcerers and come to the temple seeking treatment?
As a result, they turned on each other and started fighting when they got to the temple.

Are we in a position to fight?

The two unconscious men still wanted to fight, but the three who were still awake no longer wanted to fight.

They screamed and wailed, their faces contorted in agony, pretending not to hear what Sardine Head was saying.

Seeing this, Sardine Head flicked his sleeve.

"Hmph, I could have taken care of this little guy even without you guys."

A thick layer of pollution began to appear on his body.

“Little one, hand over the divine gift, lest you suffer.”

Celia remained silent, but a divine light rose from her body.

"Purification Technique Personally Taught by the Gods!"

(End of this chapter)