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

Chapter 263 This is Miss Celia's home turf!

Celia was very curious about Ross's subordinates, the Twelve Apostles.

Jonathan seems to have a good relationship with the Elf God and appears to be very upright, but he also has a strong sense of wickedness. In his castle, every floor is a trap, and it doesn't resemble a castle at all.

Furthermore, the traps are real, and people can die if they are not careful. This indifference to life is very much in line with the beliefs of believers in evil gods.

Ross said, "Jonathan is not bad. All sorcerers who have surpassed the limits of humanity will unconsciously separate themselves from ordinary people and look down on everyone who has not surpassed the limits."

"In their eyes, first and second-tier mages are no different from curly-haired baboons. If it weren't for the stronger mages and gods binding them, this group of extraordinary mages who haven't yet been bound by faith would all be walking natural disasters, acting entirely on their whims, especially the seventh and eighth-tier mages."

“Jonathan has been with me for a long time and doesn’t kill people indiscriminately, but he also has the flaws of a supernatural mage. He sees ordinary people and ordinary mages the same way he sees curly-haired baboons. He let the mercenaries enter his house and smash and loot without any problem and just dealt with them peacefully, relying entirely on low-level traps. To an ordinary mage, that’s kindness.”

Celia thought for a moment and nodded. "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't want to let others break into my house and take things."

The thought that the ancient castle ruins were actually someone else's home made Celia feel awkward about her previous strategies.

Going to someone's house to destroy their traps, vandalize and loot, and not being killed on the spot is truly a sign of great kindness; most people wouldn't do that.

"Where is Mr. Ashgard?"

"He prefers the atmosphere of the battlefield and enjoys the thrill of seeing the enemy's blood flow like a river."

Celia: "..."

No wonder they're followers of an evil god!
Ross smiled slightly but didn't say anything.

In war, there are always casualties.

Revolution is always accompanied by iron and blood.

There are no bloody revolutions, only the most shameful "non-violent non-cooperation" that I've heard of. But who would do such a thing in a game? Even in a war in another world, only some bizarre country would use such a strange strategy.

During the chat, Celia slowly entered what appeared to be the Arctic Blood Alliance's stronghold.

Gradually, through her connection with the magic circle, she sensed signs of people appearing ahead.

"I'd better not alert them and secretly find out where the magic circle's core is," Celia thought to herself.

"Go to the left. There are areas you haven't figured out yet. You can enter the core area from there and gain control of the magic array."

"it is good!"

As long as we can gain control of the magic array, what is there to be afraid of?
Even if a fourth-tier mage comes, I'm not afraid!
"I feel like if I keep going like this, the other heretical strongholds will have to remove their magic arrays," Celia chuckled.

"possible."

Who would have thought that there would be a spell like the Mage's Hand, which can transform mental energy into countless threads and penetrate into the runes of a magic circle to gain control of the magic circle?

Aside from Rose, nobody in the whole world would do that.

Because this is a player's privilege.

Now, he teaches this spell to Celia, giving her the same player privileges.

Seizing control of the center of the magic circle is much slower than simply accessing it. More than an hour has passed, and Celia is still a little short.

She felt her mental energy rapidly depleting and muttered to herself, "Too slow. I hope no one comes."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she sensed movement coming from not far away.

She quickly leaned against the stone wall, pretending to be a stone, held her breath, and watched the two heretics silently walk past her.

After walking over, the two heretics paused for a moment, and one of them asked, "Do you sense anything strange?"

The other person paused for a moment, then said, "It's probably just my imagination. What could be so strange about it?"

"Right."

The two left after talking.

Celia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then," Ross laughed, "they actually discovered it."

"Huh?" Celia was taken aback. "Then why didn't they make a move?" "They're being cautious, pretending not to know, and preparing to call for backup."

"Call someone..."

Celia sensed the progress of the magic circle.

"Never mind, let them scream if they want. If it doesn't work, let the puppet stall for time."

After entering, Celia put the puppet away to avoid being discovered.

In the end, they were discovered.

"Your disguise skills are still lacking. You can transform into another person, but you're far from being able to blend into the environment. You might look fine from a distance, but you'll be exposed if you get close," Ross laughed. "Think about it, they've lived here for a long time, and suddenly a long rock appears. Do you think they wouldn't notice?"

"That's true... Never mind all that. Given a little time, I'll be able to completely control this magic array, and then I'll teach them a lesson!"

Even so, Celia was still a little uneasy.

If they had arrived earlier and she hadn't seized control, all her previous efforts would have been in vain.

After thinking for a moment, she first summoned the puppet and had it carry everything over to prepare for the enemy.

She didn't control the puppet; she only gave it commands to defend.

"I hope they take their time..."

Just as Ross said, not long after the two left, a bunch of people immediately came running from the direction they had come from.

Upon seeing Celia's disguise and the puppet beside her, one of the two immediately shouted, "That's it!"

"As expected, someone has broken in."

"Destroy this puppet."

"kill!"

The heretics threw out a large number of spells.

Celia pursed her lips and gave the puppet instructions.

The puppet stepped forward and began to carry out the command to resist the attack.

Celia ignored it and focused on seizing control of the magic circle.

As a barrage of spells arrived, the golem raised an ice wall, within which was the Mystic Net spell, which had been learned by Celia.

The combination of the two is not as tight as that of the Forest Silk, but it can still further enhance the resistance of the ice wall.

At least, it can handle a group of first and second-tier beginner spells.

Even if some of these spells reach the proficiency level and their power is enhanced, they can still be blocked by the combination of Ice Wall and Mithril Net.

With countless flashes of light, the ice wall shattered, revealing the intact puppet behind it.

"What a powerful puppet."

"Go and fetch the adults!"

"Use the puppet to attack!"

Amidst various sounds, several people immediately summoned puppets and manipulated them to attack.

At the same time, a sense of success came from the hands of the mage, Celia.

She successfully gained control of the entire base's magic array!
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, turned around, smiled at the swarm of puppets charging towards her, and chuckled, "Too weak!"

She took out her staff, and divine elements gathered on it.

The next moment, a dense burst of purification light erupted, and all the heretics whose bodies were contaminated with demonic energy immediately screamed in agony.

Even the charging puppets emitted wisps of pollution that drifted away in the wind!
"You think this is your home turf? Wrong! This is Miss Celia's home turf!"

(End of this chapter)