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

Chapter 375 Ross's Speedrun

Celia looked at 'Alina' in front of her with a grin.

"Hello, Miss Alina, have I passed your test?"

At this moment, 'Alina' is still in the form of a phantom. She is the relic administrator created by the relic creator. Controlling her means controlling the entire relic.

The complete strategy for this ruin probably boils down to winning over 'Alina',' Celia thought to herself.

However, according to divine revelation, Celia does not need to take this path.

Alina finally came to her senses, feeling the terrifying power emanating from the drop of blood on Celia's fingertip, and her whole being seemed to become sluggish.

She opened her mouth, stammering for a long time before finally managing to utter a complete sentence: "You...where...did...you...get...the...origin...blood...?"

This drop of blood is Alina's blood, containing terrifying dream magic and ice magic. Under Ross's guidance, it can be guided using magic of specific attributes to give it the ability to dismantle dreams, especially this ruin created using her abilities, which is a special attack.

“It seems that Miss Alina does not have a complete personality... In that case, I will have no choice but to control you.”

The blood from Celia's fingertips quickly seeped into Alina's forehead.

This time, the way magic flows has changed, from dismantling dreams to controlling them.

Once you force Alina out, controlling her is equivalent to controlling the entire ruins.

Blood seeped into Alina's forehead, leaving a bright red mark. Her eyes became vacant. Through the mark on the blood, Celia slowly sensed the entire ruins.

"This ruin really is a mirror world divided into one dream after another... Are the things obtained from the ruin... actually real?"

Celia looked at the box she had received.

Ross said, "Of course it's true. But apart from a few precious items, the rest are all made by condensing extraordinary magic power. Mages above the sixth rank have the ability to create magical items. For example, a seventh-rank mage can directly compress magic power to create low-level magic crystals. What you got is the 'Dream Flower' created using dream magic power."

Celia opened the box, inside was a flower that seemed to reflect the starry sky in its petals.

This flower is beautiful, and it faintly exudes a strong magical aura, making it seem quite extraordinary.

"Besides being beautiful, the Dream Flower only has the effect of bringing good dreams. However, the creator of the ruins certainly wouldn't tell the adventurers that the Dream Flower only has this function, so he disguised it as something powerful, but it's actually useless... Maybe we can learn dream magic by relying on the Dream Flower?"

"It's only good for dreaming?"

Celia was somewhat disappointed.

Just as I was about to throw it away out of disgust, a thought suddenly struck me.

"It seems it's not entirely useless."

She picked up the flower and pinned it to the breast of her sorcerer's robe.
"It can improve sleep, and perhaps increase the absorption and resonance of magic through sleep meditation..."

Ross sensed that Celia was being somewhat insincere, but he didn't care and said, "Alright, let's open the passage to the stronghold directly. This ruin is quite interesting; let's leave it for the mercenaries."

"Is this interesting?"

Celia felt nauseous.

Can the mechanic monster roll out of the ruins?

However, thinking that she wouldn't need to come to this ruin again, Celia felt relieved. "Although it's disgusting and the reward is a scam, the difficulty isn't too high. The biggest difficulty is only entering the monsters deep in the far north and the time limit for entry. Everything else is fine... Well, Mr. Jonathan's malice feels much more benign than the creator of this ruin."

Using 'Alina' to open the path to the base, Celia headed towards the lower level of the base.

She didn't reclaim the blood that controlled 'Alina', because after gaining control of the ruins, she discovered that they were more than just a protective base; they were also—

The core of the magic array in the lower stronghold!
Only by gaining control of the ruins can one have the authority to control the magic arrays of the lower strongholds.

When they passed through the ruins and arrived at the entrance to the lower stronghold, Ross had already taken control of Celia's puppet, dressing it up in a black robe and hood, making it look like a mysterious sorcerer.

This is the image he used when he met Phil.

Celia looked at Ross and sensed that Ross's emotions had lost their casualness from when they were upstairs; as they approached the entrance, they gradually became colder.

“Let’s go,” Ross said.

Celia nodded quickly and followed Ross's steps.

"There's no need to slowly conquer this stronghold. Just find the sample they extracted from Alina, and then... destroy it."

"it is good."

Celia nodded and quickly followed Ross, like a little shadow.

Ross made no attempt to conceal his arrival, and even deliberately triggered the magic circle's alarm. When the alarm sounded, he used the magic circle to seal off the entire stronghold, preventing anyone from leaving.

Large numbers of heretics came from all directions.

This lower-level stronghold resembled an underground research institute, with a style completely different from any other strongholds encountered before, and it didn't resemble a heretical stronghold at all.

The passageways and rooms here were a mess, and if it weren't for the overhead view shared by Ross, Celia wouldn't have known where she was.

But where you end up doesn't really matter anymore.

Because those heretics, who all appeared to be at the third rank, were killed by Ross before Celia could even make a move after they rushed over.

The girl frowned slightly as she sensed the magical fluctuations emanating from all the heretics. "Why are there so many third-tier mages?"

Ross said calmly, "They are just mass-produced sorcerers who were forcibly created by using demonic energy contaminated with divine power. The contamination of the demonic energy makes their lifespan less than a year. They have power but no way to use it, and they are also naturally countered by purification spells. They are just a bunch of paper tigers."

These third-tier mages are completely different from the five heretical mages who successfully infiltrated the arena. If these mages were placed outside, they would be easily identified and would be no different from those monsters created by high concentrations of pollution.

Those few third-tier mages were probably trained with a lot of effort by the heretics, but unfortunately they were just disposable.

This place has a large number of mass-produced Tier 3 mages, but unfortunately, they are like cotton candy meeting water when they encounter Ross, melting away as soon as they come into contact with him.

"Besides these mass-produced mages, there are three fourth-tier mages and a bunch of research-oriented mages here. Oh, here come the three fourth-tier mages."

Three terrifying auras emanated from afar.

Ross turned to look at Celia and smiled, "Your current strength is enough to deal with these fourth-tier mages who are naturally countered by purification spells. Watch closely, the fourth-tier heretics are just a big paper tiger."

A terrifying wave of purification magic erupted from the puppet controlled by Ross!
(End of this chapter)