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

Chapter 367 Aurora
The team's location was some distance from the sleeping land.

This was specially chosen by Parmisa, representing the extreme area that the aurora borealis can affect.

She was ready to dance here and have Anthony record her beautiful dance moves.

At this moment, Anthony was diligently setting up the tent and the photo stand, preparing for the recording that evening.

The others weren't idle either. Griff and Celia were setting up their respective tents, Manica was helping Anthony, and Parmisa, as the client, was gazing into the distance, occasionally urging Anthony and Manica on.

After the setup was complete, several people suddenly approached from the mercenary encampment in the distance. They looked around the camp and asked, "Who is the captain?"

Parmisa stepped forward. "Yes, it is. Is there something you need?"

The mercenary looked at her, paused for a moment, and asked, "You are... Miss Pamisa, the mayor's daughter?"

"Correct."

"Oh, we're not really here. We just noticed you're stationed here and came to remind you that it's too close to the aurora borealis and you're easily affected by it. We suggest you move back a bit to the vicinity of our camp. It's safer there, and you can keep an eye on each other."

Parmisa shook her head. "No need, thank you."

"Ok."

The mercenaries left dejectedly.

Anthony said, "They certainly didn't come here with good intentions."

Goref scoffed, "Of course they wanted to rob us, but they didn't dare when they saw Pamisa."

As he spoke, he looked at Pamisa: "Pamisa is quite famous in the far north, haha, her name alone can scare away a group of mercenaries. It's a pity, I wanted to see someone rob her and then rob her back, haha."

Pamisa frowned, said nothing, looked at Anthony, and urged, "Is it ready yet? If it is, adjust the recording device. I need to record it first to confirm the standing posture."

"Right away, right away, don't rush."

Despite being constantly ordered around by Pamisa, Anthony remained unhurried and methodically perfected the final details of the tent.

Seeing this, Goref chuckled and said, "Pamisa, your servant is overstepping his bounds. The best way to deal with a servant like that is to give him a whipping."

Parmisa glanced at Goreve with displeasure and snorted. "How I treat my servants is my business. Mr. Goreve, just do your job. I think you should learn from Miss Shiro. Look at her, she hardly says anything and is always observing her surroundings."

Celia turned to look at Parmisa: "Miss Parmisa, is there something you need?"

"It's alright, you go about your business." Pamisa smiled at Celia.

"Ok."

Celia nodded and continued to observe her surroundings.

She planned to set up a simple magic circle around her.

Because Ross said that the aurora borealis at night could extend beyond their camp.

"If this is Alina's place of slumber, then that aurora is the magic of the dream attribute, the effect of which is to trap people in a dream and corrupt them in the dream - if the dream magic contains demonic pollution."

These were Ross's words. He also taught Celia a magic circle specifically for resisting dream pollution. Once set up, the area within the magic circle would be unaffected by dream pollution. Even if invaded by dream magic, nightmares could be transformed into beautiful dreams.

This magic circle is even transparent, so it won't affect the photos taken by Pamisa. In fact, it might even make her photos more beautiful.

"The 'aurora' manifested by the magic of dreams looks so beautiful. I even want to take a picture under the aurora," Celia thought to herself.

Ross laughed and said, "Take a picture if you want."

"But if I use camouflage now, the photos won't look good."

"Just restore it when you take the photo."

"That's true. I'll make a note of it then, and hopefully nothing will go wrong!"

After making her decision, Celia took some materials and ran around the camp to begin setting things up.

Time slowly approached night, or rather, the early hours of the morning.

As darkness fell, beautiful auroras slowly appeared in the sky.

At the same time, the ruins, which resembled a small mound, suddenly began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, as if resonating with the aurora borealis in the sky, a dazzling array of colorful magic slowly emerged from the cave entrance.

A strange fluctuation emanated from those vibrant colors. Celia's eyes lit up.

"It really is the magic of dreams!"

Ross said, "It's dream elemental, but it's also contaminated with demonic energy, hidden in the dream's psychedelic colors, making it difficult to detect. Tell the others not to leave the area you've designated."

"it is good."

Celia looked at the others, who were all now drawn to the glowing hillside.

“Miss Pamisa, Miss Manica, Mr. Anthony, and Mr. Gorif, please be careful not to go beyond the area I walked in during the day.”

"Daytime, okay, no problem."

Pamisa didn't pay any attention, casually replied, and immediately urged Anthony to set up the phonograph. Then she ran to the phonograph and began preparations.

The dream spread slowly, like a gentle stream flowing this way.

About ten minutes later, the dazzling streams of light arrived nearby.

Pamisa began urging Anthony to begin, and then, against the backdrop of flowing light in the sky and on the ground, she began to dance.

While keeping a distance from them, Celia secretly canceled her disguise and used the photo-taking function of her bracelet to take a few beautiful photos of herself.

Manika was also following Pamisa's instructions and cooperating with her in performing certain actions.

Only Goref, not knowing what to do, could only listlessly look around.

He shook his head. "Although these aurora borealis are beautiful, is it really necessary to spend so much money to take pictures of them? Rich people are really strange."

As he spoke, he glanced at her and suddenly noticed that Celia, who was not far away, seemed to have changed and become very beautiful.

He paused for a moment, then looked again. Nothing had changed; he still looked the same ordinary person.

Goref rubbed his eyes.

"Am I dazzled?"

He shook his head, chuckling to himself that he hadn't been with a woman in so long that even ordinary women seemed beautiful to him.

He looked at Pamisa and secretly encouraged her.

"Such a beautiful girl is worthy of me. I must have Pamisa!"

Looking at Pamisa, Goref didn't notice that the aurora on the ground had quietly spread to his feet, covering his entire body along his legs.

He began to fantasize about what it would be like to receive Pamisa, and slowly a happy smile appeared on his face as he kept grinning foolishly.

Not only him, but Manica, Parmisa and Anthony were also gradually influenced without realizing it, and all fell into a beautiful dream.

Only Celia was unaffected.

She kept an eye on the approaching light.

Ross had taught her how to resist the invasion of dreams, so after everyone else had fallen into a beautiful dream, she let go of her burdens.

"Everyone's dreaming, so I'll just film myself! Let them dream a little longer."

With that thought in mind, Celia removed her disguise.

"I was almost discovered just now, it scared me to death."

The girl patted her chest and began taking beautiful photos.

She even extended an invitation to Ross: "Lord Ross! Come out and take a picture together! Such a beautiful scene is a rare sight."

Ross shook his head helplessly, appeared and took two pictures with her, saying, "Alright, it's time to wake them up. Something might happen here."

"Another unexpected turn of events."

The girl's cheeks were puffed up in anger.

　A bit of writer's block

　　
　
(End of this chapter)