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

Chapter 397 Accident
From the heretical stronghold shrouded in gray fog, came the various shouts of countless heretics.

Lyca sat in the aircraft, staring coldly at the third-tier heretics ahead.

His teammates and another fifth-year team were already fighting the infidels.

"These heretics benefit from their environment. Although they haven't learned many spells, their spells are all corrupted. With such a strong contamination, even second-tier spells can exert the power of third-tier spells. They are indeed a bit troublesome."

"but……"

Lyca raised her staff.

"They're still far behind us!"

This year's trial is dangerous, but he needs to take the risk.

Because after this trial, they will leave the school.

This is their last chance to advance to the fourth tier.

They must obtain enough evaluations and 'purify' enough high-ranking heretics before they will have a chance to receive the school's help and make one last attempt to break through to the fourth rank.

The fourth order is a watershed moment.

Once you become a mage, you can gradually accumulate experience over time and eventually reach the third tier.

Only the fourth level is extremely difficult.

Even the Ascension Trial cannot be triggered as easily on the first attempt as the first, second, and third tiers; it requires a specific opportunity or external assistance.

Of course, even at the third rank, one can join the Holy Court after graduation, starting as a knight, and in the future, there is a chance to become a high priest in charge of a town.

In every small to medium-sized town in Istane, the high priest of the temple is a third-tier mage.

However, in reality, the third rank is only a basic requirement for becoming a high priest; it only gives one the possibility of becoming a high priest, not necessarily the ability to do so.

Unless you are exceptionally talented and have the potential to advance to the fourth rank within a few years, you might be exceptionally allowed to manage the temple and gain seniority.

Otherwise, the temples in those towns wouldn't all be staffed by elderly people, with not a single young person among them. They would all have risen through difficult competition and selection.

Recalling her chance in her mind, Lyca also thought of it from the aircraft, and controlled the puppet to rush towards the heretics, raising her hand to strike with holy light.

The Holy Light, which normally easily dealt with heretics, was weakened by the surrounding environment as soon as it appeared. When it struck the heretic, it only made the opponent stagger.

Seeing this, Lyca immediately used a third-tier spell.

"If we can't use purification, then let's use Divine Judgment!"

Lyca skillfully manipulated the puppets, while also directing her teammates in battle, her eyes constantly scanning the other teams.

He suddenly noticed a powerful magical fluctuation on his left.

He looked over and saw that it was the Saintess Squad.

At this moment, all members of the Saintess Squad were using binding spells of their respective attributes.

Where they passed, mist filled the air. Upon contact with the first-order heretics, the mist quickly froze, freezing all the heretics in place.

The soft water flowed by, becoming the gentlest rope, binding the charging infidels.

Divine light appeared, transforming into one divine lock after another, binding the missing heretics.

These lights are also affected by the environment, but they emit a stronger light than others.

A faint green light appeared on the ground, and the most powerful thorns rose up, imprisoning one heretic after another, even second-tier heretics were not exempt.

On the other side, flames rose, continuously drawing in the surrounding ordinary heretics...

Lyca looked to the other side, where the third-year team was coordinating and slowly binding someone.

Differs greatly.

"So strong. No wonder they're the team that won the Mage League championship. If they were here, the third-tier heretics here wouldn't stand a chance against us, would they?" Lyca thought to herself.

Despite his admiration, seeing how skilled others were, he was also spurred to compete.

"I've been at the third tier for a year now, so even if I'm weaker than them, I won't be that much weaker!"

Lyca's fighting spirit erupted. He manipulated the puppet to raise his hand, and a holy spear was hurled fiercely at a charging second-tier heretic.

Just then, the second-tier heretic revealed a strange smile, allowing the light spear to pierce his body.

Lyca glanced at it but didn't pay attention. However, just as he was about to deal with the other heretics, he suddenly felt his spell disconnect.

Looking up, he saw the second-tier heretic slowly pull out the light spear, then hurl it fiercely at his puppet. Boom!
The puppet made a loud bang and was instantly blown to pieces.

The sudden turn of events left Leica and the students around her stunned.

The next moment, he realized what was happening, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Oh no, it's a fourth-tier mage!"

The others also realized what was happening, their faces showing fear, and they quickly moved away.

"Haha, want to run?"

He condensed clusters of demonic energy and launched them at several students and puppets around him.

"careful!"

Elena shouted, and a screen of light descended behind the students.

Unfortunately, the hastily released protective spell failed to stop the fourth-tier mage's premeditated killing move.

These contaminants, imbued with chaotic magic, swiftly shattered the light barrier and slammed into the fleeing students and puppets.

The powerful impact sent all the puppets and students flying, crashing to the ground.

The puppet left, and the student closed his eyes, his fate unknown.

This sudden attack directly rendered the four students and three magical puppets unable to fight.

Leica was stunned.

My puppet...

My fourth chance...

Gone.

It's all gone.

No, now is not the time to think about this.

He came to his senses and found that the fourth-tier mage, who was disguised as a second-tier mage, was giving him a mocking look before rushing over.

"Run!" came Elena's voice.

Elena was in a hurry, but she was entangled with the blatant fourth-order heretic.

This is the opponent's home turf. Fighting against them is difficult because I'm restricted in every way, and I can't use my magic freely. It will be hard to determine a winner in a short time.

Similarly, with the other party blocking her way, she couldn't find the time to deal with the unexpected fourth-tier mage.

Elena's heart sank into an icy abyss.

“That fourth-level guy’s condition is not right. It doesn’t seem like he ascended naturally. But a fourth-level guy is a fourth-level guy. These students can’t handle him.”

Elena started to panic.

Her attention was diverted to the battlefield below, which disrupted her attack rhythm and allowed the enemy to take the initiative. She was even more powerless to stop them and could only shout in the hope that the students below would run away.

We'll take as many as we can.

However, Lyca was overwhelmed by the opponent's terrifying aura, and the intense fear rendered him unable to move.

By the time he tried to escape, the other person had already rushed in front of him.

it's over...

Two words flashed through Leica's mind.

As the crisis loomed, his mind became very active.

He suddenly became angry.

"Even if I die, I won't let you kill me so easily!"

He roared and was about to use his magic.

Just then, the fourth-order heretic who was rushing over suddenly stopped, frowned, and immediately retreated.

Before Lyca could react, a ball of ice, shimmering with countless faint points of light, appeared in front of the fourth-order heretic.

boom!
(End of this chapter)