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

Chapter 185 The Saintess arrived, and the temple was destroyed.
Celia discovered that the pollution purification spells taught by Ross were indeed more effective than the purification spells taught by the Holy Court.

Although both belong to the Holy Magic system, the former has a much lower requirement for the sorcerer's divine affinity than the Holy Court.

Moreover, this purification spell is at least twice as effective as the Holy Court's purification spell, even though Celia feels she hasn't fully mastered it yet.

Ross had also explained it to her.

"Initially, the purification spell was of the same origin, the same spell. But in order to deal with the invasion of the abyss, I conducted in-depth research on the purification spell and separated it from the original purification spell to create a purification spell specifically for the pollution of the abyss's demonic energy."

"This purification spell is specialized for abyssal demonic energy. Its effectiveness is greatly reduced against other non-abyssal demonic energy contaminations such as poison gas and miasma. It is not as effective as the Holy Court's purification spell."

The Holy Court's purification techniques are equivalent to comprehensive development and purification, while Ross's teachings specialize in the treatment of pollution.

Previously, when she was in the Lost Lighthouse, because she was teamed up with other Saintess candidates, Celia was worried that they would see the difference in the purification spell, so she never used it. Only in the end did Ross control her body to use it to resist the pollution storm for everyone.

At that time, no one was focused on the differences in purification techniques, since each of them was different in that they all emitted a holy light from their entire bodies.

Now, facing these heretics, with no one else around, the purification spell is just right.

When a divine light emanated from her, the pollution surrounding the sardine head melted away as quickly as ice and snow encountering fire.

This situation caused Sardine Head's expression to change. "Such a powerful purification spell! We must stop her from using it!"

As a member of the Deep Sea Aid Society, Sardine Head, already a third-tier mage, has long been inseparable from the enhancement provided by demonic energy pollution.

Without the enhancement of demonic energy, his strength will be greatly reduced, and he will only be able to exert five or six tenths of his original strength.

With a strength of only five or six points, he clearly lacked the confidence to overwhelm Celia.

So he didn't hesitate any longer and immediately summoned the puppet, rushing towards Celia together.

Celia's puppets were already fully prepared. Upon seeing him rushing over, they immediately charged towards the sardine-headed puppet at Celia's command.

The mage's hand followed closely, but instead of attacking the puppet, it locked onto the puppet and the sardine head, giving Celia the fastest possible reaction time.

It was as if time had slowed down, but the third-tier mage was still faster than her.

Sardine Head pulled out a longsword, which was filled with a thick layer of pollution. He raised the sword and thrust it fiercely at Celia!
"Ice wall!"

Celia raised her staff and quickly unleashed three ice walls to block Sardine Head's sword.

Celia's staff had not yet been replaced with a high-grade magic crystal; the original high-grade magic crystal still had some glass shards stuck to the staff's ring.

Fortunately, the Eye of the Siren is still usable and can replace the high-level magic crystal as a carrier of magic power, providing Spell Enhancement for Celia.

"You can also practice your sense of danger while you're at it."

Celia thought to herself.

Sardine Head's longsword pierced the ice wall, quickly breaking through its barrier, and continued its charge towards Celia.

A sense of impending doom washed over Celia. She immediately dodged to the side, her body enveloped in stagnant water and condensed with frost.

Feeling the rapidly dropping temperature, Sardine Head sneered: "Using this trick again?"

Just as he was about to transform his magic into a defensive formation around himself, a thunderclap suddenly appeared in the sky.

A thunderclap, accompanied by a roar, instantly engulfed his body.

Lightning Fury!
A spell that Celia rarely uses.

Originally intended as a support spell for shattering ice, it was rarely used before.

Currently, lightning spells naturally have a paralyzing effect, which can hinder the target's advance.

Incidentally, dispel the protective magic surrounding him.

"broken!"

It was Shatter Ice again. As Lightning Fury broke through part of the defense and brought the cold air into Sardine Head's body, Shatter Ice struck, causing Sardine Head to feel the pain of his body being torn apart once more.

"That's it!"

Sardin Head's eyes were wide open and bloodshot. His longsword drew an arc, unleashing a sword aura.

But then he suddenly saw Celia smile slightly, and immediately afterward, her figure, torn apart by the sword energy, vanished. Then, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Here she is!"

He turned around and saw that Celia had torn the two scrolls to shreds.

Two spells, one of ice and one of fire, immediately engulfed him.

"A third-tier scroll?!"

The sardine's head stared wide-eyed.

It was only then that he realized he should have used puppets in the battle.

He quickly sensed the puppet's condition and suddenly froze.

He saw his puppet fall to the ground before he did.

Meanwhile, the puppet in front of the little priest was tearing open one third-tier scroll after another as if they were free. The bursts of various types of magic created a chain reaction, suppressing his puppet until it was unable to move. It had already suffered serious damage and could no longer continue fighting.

"Why……"

His eyes widened in disbelief as he was engulfed by the ice and fire.

Of course, he wouldn't die so easily.

Celia wasn't going to let him off so easily either.

In the battle between two puppets, Celia took out five scrolls in succession, tore them to pieces, and bombarded the sardine's head with them.

He was still not satisfied until he could no longer get up.

"Mental spells are really useful. Even at level one, they can confuse him and make him slash at thin air."

Ross smiled slightly: "Aside from monsters, very few mages these days know mental spells, and they don't even have mental spells for defense. They can only strengthen their mental power. In the end, he underestimated your strength and never expected that you could use mental spells to confuse him."

"The sheer abundance of scrolls is even more terrifying than one's own strength..." Celia exclaimed, "With the puppet and scrolls combined, one can easily surpass their level."

"The scrolls are for money. You calculate how much money you made in this battle."

Celia was taken aback, silently calculating in her mind how much money these scrolls could sell for.

In the end, the girl, like the others lying down, had a face full of pain.

The girl was heartbroken: "I should focus on improving my own strength!"

She manipulated the puppet to kick the sardine head hard, causing him to groan softly as he lay dying, but he was already barely responsive.

He's not dead yet, but if he doesn't receive timely treatment, he'll probably die within a few days.

Meanwhile, those few sickly heretics who were just loafing around and had no desire to fight were stunned by Celia's imposing presence.

When Celia looked over, they shouted even louder.

Celia gave the puppet an order to find ropes to tie these people up, while looking inside the temple.

"I wonder how things are going with Vanessa and that fourth-order heretic..."

Her fight with these heretics lasted only a minute or two.

After thinking for a moment, she couldn't resist her curiosity and decided to go inside the temple to see what was going on.

Just as they were about to set off, a terrifying shock came from inside the temple.

A terrifying sense of crisis prompted Celia to immediately conjure five ice walls in front of her to block the impact.

As for the few heretics lying next to the temple screaming and unconscious, they weren't so lucky.

The dilapidated temple collapsed with a deafening roar, burying them completely in the rubble.

Two figures burst out from the collapsed ruins and flew into the air to confront each other.

Vanessa's anger was clearly visible, and the holy light emanating from her seemed to shine even brighter than the sun!
"My temple, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)