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

Chapter 188 Heretics: A ghost!

Celia's current expression perfectly matches a meme.

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You said you'd keep an eye on things for a day and guarantee nothing would happen?

It's only been a short time since evening started, and they've already managed to slip away?

The girl immediately ran over, about to explain the situation to Vanessa, but paused for a moment.

She couldn't explain how she knew the heretics had fled.

After all, those heretics should be in the lord's prison right now.

So she changed her question: "Mother Vanessa, do you think it's a good idea to hand those six heretics over to Lord Walter?"

"What do you mean by reliable or unreliable?" Vanessa asked, puzzled.

"Could they escape from their cells?"

Vanessa smiled. "Under normal circumstances, this is impossible. Those heretics are seriously injured and imprisoned by the lord himself. They can't escape unless someone deliberately lets them out."

Celia posed her question to Ross, who replied calmly, "I am not an omniscient and omnipotent god. You should investigate such a trivial matter yourself, instead of asking me."

He knew what the situation was, but if she had to handle even such a small matter on her own, then Celia was beyond saving.

A reminder that the heretics have run away is enough.

Celia made a face in her mind, "Okay."

"Is it possible that there's a heretic mole within the lord's manor?" Celia asked.

"I don't know about that. Although the current lord has had a lot of contact with me, we don't know each other very well. I don't care much about the lord's rule. As long as he doesn't cause public outrage or do anything illegal, I won't interfere."

"That's it."

After thinking about it, Celia decided that she should go there herself.

As for Vanessa, she can stay here to continue searching the ruins and keep an eye on that fourth-order heretic.

After thinking for a moment, Celia said, "Mom Vanessa, I need to go out for a bit, is that alright?"

Vanessa nodded. "Go ahead, come back soon... or you don't have to come back, just find a hotel to stay in."

Celia made a face, put away the puppet, and skipped away.

After leaving the temple and arriving outside Star Ash Town, she sensed three rapidly moving targets through Ross's mental bridge.

"Want to run? There's no way!"

Celia boarded her flying broom and said to Ross, "Lord Ross, please, I want to experience a speed of no more than 180 km/h."

"180 isn't enough?" Ross's mental energy slowly enveloped Celia.

Celia's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she shook her head vigorously: "No, no, if I go beyond this speed, I won't be able to fight. I don't want to look like an idiot and vomit in front of the heretics!"

Ross proposed a feasible idea: "You can let me control your body."

"This seems like a solution..."

Celia fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she asked curiously, "Has Lord Ross thought of something interesting?"

Ross chuckled, “Hmm, I’ve thought of a very interesting way to capture him. It might be a bit cute for you to do it, not very intimidating. It would be just right if I did it.”

Celia couldn't help but become curious, and immediately adopted a submissive posture: "Come on, Lord Ross, I'm ready!"

"Don't act like I'm going to do anything to you. Even without the curse, I have no interest in little girls," Ross said calmly.

Ross was certain that he wasn't into teenage girls or lolis. Although Celia was almost 17, she was still a teenage girl, and he wasn't interested in her.

Really.

Celia tilted her head, puzzled, and said, "What do you mean by being interested or not? Isn't Lord Ross taking over my body? Lord Ross can have my body whenever he wants, and I can't resist!"

"..."

Ross remained silent, then gave Celia a sharp rap on the head. "Are you trying to experience the speed and excitement of high-speed flight?" Celia immediately shut up.

Ross took over, grabbed a flying broom, and soared into the sky, accelerating instantly.

Inside the mental space, Celia's face turned pale as she watched.

She felt that Ross was already moving at the speed of sound, right?
Although she couldn't hear it, she felt that what was behind her must be various kinds of sonic booms!
It was incredibly fast, so fast that even Celia's soul trembled.

Fortunately, Rose stopped after only a few minutes.

Protected by mental energy and magic, Celia's meticulously styled hair remained perfectly in place.

After dismounting from his flying broom, Ross used camouflage to create an air of mystery around himself, then stood still and waited.

A short while later, a heretic who was fleeing in panic ran into the vicinity.

He even laughed out loud: "Haha, you think you can trap me like this? Don't you realize that we have people all over the world!"

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure appear in front of him.

'Celia' slowly turned her head, looking at him with a half-smile: 'You run pretty fast.'

The heretic's expression changed drastically. He immediately used his strongest spell and then ran off in another direction without looking back.

This time, he no longer conserved his magic power and ran with all his might.

Ross casually dodged the heretic's spell, dusted off a bit of dust from his clothes, and got back onto his flying broom.

“These three are the three who didn’t faint when you used your Ice Shatter spell. When the temple collapsed, they used protective spells to protect themselves in time. Apart from the injuries they had before and the injuries from the Ice Shatter spell, they had no other injuries. After you used your healing spell to restore them, they pretended that they were powerless to resist and obediently allowed themselves to be escorted away.”

"It wasn't until evening that they managed to escape, perhaps while the lord was out having dinner or handling official business."

Celia suddenly realized: "No wonder, so they must have a mole in the lord's manor. I just don't know how many... I should have known better than to treat them."

Ross smiled slightly and didn't say anything. While diverting Celia's attention by talking, he had already turned a corner, bypassed the heretic, and arrived in front of him.

Just like before, he leaned against a tree, calmly waiting for the heretic to run over with all his might.

He deliberately added some light to his body so that the infidels could see him clearly in the darkness.

Before long, the heretic arrived nearby, and the light that Ross was emitting immediately attracted his attention.

When he saw 'Celia's' face clearly, he was stunned for a moment, somewhat incredulous, "When did I get around here?"

Without hesitation, he unleashed another powerful third-tier spell and turned to run in another direction.

This time, his body was filled with demonic energy, and he squeezed out all his potential.

Just to run away!
beat?
What are you fighting for!

Didn't you see how easily she crushed even the strongest sardine head during the day?
We simply can't beat them!
Can only run.

The pagans, their eyes filled with lingering fear and apprehension, hurried on their way.

But not long after, he suddenly saw a faint light appear in front of him again, and that demonic figure reappeared before him.

The heretic stared wide-eyed, wondering if he was seeing things.

Then, with a ferocious expression, he continued his attack without slowing down, simultaneously gathering magic and summoning a puppet to charge at his opponent.

"Die!"

He roared and unleashed a spell at his opponent, his expression suggesting he wanted to perish together with him.

But as the spell was unleashed, he took advantage of the opponent's resistance and ordered the puppet to entangle the opponent, while he himself walked past and continued running forward without looking back.

However, not long after, a faint light appeared again in front of them.

He sensed it carefully and discovered that the puppet behind him seemed to be fighting the other, while the one in front of him...

Is it a human? ? ?

Fear instantly filled his body.

(End of this chapter)