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

Chapter 390 How Big is the Area of ​​Celia's Shadow?

Leytes is a coastal city.

The most attractive thing here, besides the lighthouse that stands hundreds of meters tall, is the sea view.

When I was exploring the Lost Lighthouse before, there was also a sea view there.

However, due to her focus on the strategy, the seascape that Celia saw was all inside the Lost Lighthouse. The outer seascape there was not pure, because due to the warp, the distance was hazy and could not be seen clearly.

It wasn't evening yet, but Celia insisted on going to the beach to see what the sea was like.

"Apart from when the lighthouse was lost, I have never seen the ocean."

Except in dreams.

Standing on the giant rock of Lighthouse Beach, a well-known spot in Leites City, Celia looked at the boundless sea in front of her. The sea was clear and bright, and only the dividing line between the sea and the sky could be seen, faintly shrouded in white mist.

Ross's phantom appeared beside Celia, gazing at the distant ocean.

"Once we cross the continental shelf, we should reach the Tranquil Sea."

Celia tilted her head and looked over. "The Tranquil Sea?"

Ross nodded. "The Tranquil Sea is so named because it is so vast that you hear nothing but the sound of the waves. It is said that the sea god's treasure is located there, but I don't know if any fleets have gone there to search for it."

Celia activated her bracelet, searched the Tranquil Sea, and after a moment said, "The Protoss network says the Tranquil Sea is extremely dangerous; even ships with defenses capable of withstanding attacks from sixth-tier mages cannot pass through it. It seems to have been dangerous before, not just after the Age of Calamity."

Ross nodded: "Yes, the Tranquil Sea is indeed quite dangerous. You probably won't be able to go there before reaching the seventh rank."

"What would I do at the Tranquil Sea?" Celia blinked.

Ross smiled slightly: "Of course, we're going to find the treasure of the sea god Ethel. He placed his most precious possessions in the Tranquil Sea."

"That's too far away."

Celia didn't take it to heart.

A wave swept in, splashing onto the beach below, and a sound came from it. The sea breeze blew, bringing with it the unique scent of the ocean.

Celia felt her emotions gradually calm down with the ocean waves.

Suddenly, a pain shot through her forehead. Celia clutched her head and looked at Ross: "Mr. Ross, why did you hit me?"

Ross said, "You're an ice-type, so don't try to comprehend the power of the ocean."

Ethel, the sea god, is a complete idiot. He's currently building temples for me while I'm a convict. What's the point of trying to comprehend his power? Ross thought to himself.

“Okay.” Celia stopped feeling.

"Won't you go play on the beach down there?" Ross asked.

Celia shook her head: "I'm not going. I'm afraid a sea monster will emerge from the sea if I go to the beach."

Celia still remembers the beautiful dream she had, where she went to play on the beach with Ross, and they encountered a terrifying sea monster that wanted to attack them.

Although she didn't think there were any sea monsters in reality, she decided not to go just in case.

It's fine if there's no sea monster, but if a sea monster actually appears... Celia thinks she'll be traumatized.

She didn't want the seemingly beautiful sea to be shrouded in shadow.

So, it's best to just look at it from afar.

After gazing at the sea for a long time under the lighthouse, Celia reluctantly left.

Before leaving, she remembered Parmisa's habit of taking photos, so she took a picture of herself and the lighthouse as a memento.

Afterwards, she returned to the city of Leites and went to the Sorcerer's Guild, where she purchased a large number of blank scrolls and a large amount of materials.

These materials cost her 100 gold coins and filled two large bags.

Summoning the puppets to help carry the materials, Celia panted, "I wonder when I'll be able to obtain the legendary spatial ring."

Ross said, "You can buy a space ring now. After you buy it, I'll help you expand its capacity." Celia shook her head: "Forget it, the lowest space ring costs 500 gold coins, and that's the most basic one. It doesn't even have a capacity of 0.1 cubic meters. It can only hold small things, and it's very troublesome to use. Good space rings cost several thousand gold coins."

Ross said, "Because only rank six and above can manipulate and create subspace. Space rings can only be made by rank six mages, and the process requires a lot of materials. Only rank eight and above mages can reduce the cost of making space rings."

"A sixth-tier mage is already the strongest mage in the world, and an eighth-tier mage..."

Although she followed Ross around every day and heard about seventh, eighth, and tenth-tier mages, Celia still understood that the strongest at the moment was the sixth tier.

Sixth-tier mages don't lack gold coins, and very few people would specifically create spatial rings to sell.

"I'll try to get one from the principal later," Celia muttered.

One of the principals who was monitoring the Golden Apple Stone Forest felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being watched by something.

……

Carrying two large bags back to the hotel, Benovia, who was reading a book, was taken aback when she saw Celia come in. She quickly got up and helped her put down her backpack.

"Did you... empty out the entire Sorcerer's Guild?"

Sensing the magical fluctuations within the backpack, Benovia asked in surprise.

Celia rolled her eyes: "Is the Mage Guild that poor? They only have two big bags of materials."

"Why are you buying so many magical materials? Are you going to make ink for drawing scrolls?"

Celia nodded: "Well, I'm planning to make some scrolls to sell during the trial. How about it, do you want to buy some?"

Benovia blinked: "Okay, I'll reserve 100 Tier 3 scrolls first."

"...Are you trying to work me to death?"

Benovia covered her mouth and chuckled, then asked, "What kind of scroll are you planning to make? A wide-area attack spell? I remember that in our mission, besides purifying the heretics, there's also the task of rescuing the civilians in the stronghold. Once this scroll is made..."

Celia said, "No, I'm preparing to create a purification scroll."

Benovia slowly uttered a question mark: "?"

She couldn't quite understand Celia's thoughts.

Purification spell...

It might be very rare for mercenaries.

But they are all students of the Holy Magic Academy.

There is also the Holy Court's Order of the Law Enforcers.

Are these two types of people lacking purification techniques?

Celia said, "Think about it, the Golden Apple Stone Forest has been polluted for so long, which means it's a special kind of pollution. If I can make a scroll to purify this special pollution, the Knights of the Law and the senior students will definitely come to me to buy it."

Benovia thought for a moment and nodded: "You're right. If you can create a purification spell to cleanse the Golden Apple Stone Forest of its pollution, people will definitely buy it. However, the prerequisite is that you can actually purify it..."

She had some doubts, but then she thought of Celia's past feats, such as single-handedly closing the Abyss Gate while with the Northern Alliance...

It doesn't seem impossible.

Celia took out the materials.

"Who cares? We'll deal with it when we get there. If it doesn't work out, we'll make some attack scrolls and use them to sweep through the heretical strongholds."

"Do you need my help?"

"Then help me sort the materials."

Celia showed no mercy.

(End of this chapter)