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

Chapter 430 After the War
Celia is watching the Holy Lord "walk the dog" through the magic circle.

The two heretics who had sneaked in from the ocean were now fleeing in a sorry state.

The conversation between the two was transmitted into Celia's mind through a magic circle.

"These guys are really unreliable! They didn't even tell us the Holy Lord was coming!"

“My lord, we shouldn’t have come over here to check. The body on the beach just now looks like Yu Jeria’s body.”

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

“I saw that the Lord looked very confident, so I didn’t say anything.”

"You bastard!"

"..."

Celia could sense that the two were running away very fast, and they seemed to be preparing to self-destruct. If the Holy Lord forcibly kept them, they would perish on the spot.

boom!
A dazzling white light flashed, and the Holy Lord's magic traversed a vast distance, penetrating the bodies of the two.

Despite the risk of injury, the two used the attack to accelerate, leaving the city like lightning and disappearing into the distant sea.

Celia looked at the protective magic circle, whose energy was almost depleted, and showed a regretful expression.

"If we still have some magic left, we can hold them off for a bit and then let the Holy Lord take care of them."

She didn't discover these two people; it was Ross. She simply marked them and then informed the Holy Lord.

While the Holy Lord was pursuing them, Phil was also taken back to the temple by her and Benovia, where they rested.

Feeling Phil's weakened state, Celia couldn't help but ask Ross, "Lord Ross, are you really alright?"

Ross nodded: "Of course there won't be a problem. Why would I let her have a problem?"

Ross was hoping that Phil's special constitution would allow her to break her seal in the abyss ahead of time.

There must be fragments of Ethel's divine essence within the Deep Sea Alliance.

Once the Holy Court has conquered the main camp, Ross will have either Celia or Phil find a way to bring over the divine fragments and give them to Phil to use, so that she can also establish contact with him.

However, Ross wasn't sure if fragments of the same god's divine essence could work on multiple people; if not, he'd consider other options.

Everything was going according to Ross's plan.

Ross said, "Phil is very weak right now. To recover, he needs to use that super rare Puppet Heart, the one given to Benovia. Only by using that can Phil recover quickly."

Celia said, "I'll ask Benovia if she brought it."

"No need to ask, she didn't bring it. Besides, Benovia's Puppet Heart has already been used, and its effect is not as good as before. We need to find a new one."

"Ok."

Celia could only nod, muttering to herself.

Why does Lord Ross know so much about Benovia?

Did they really drag Benovia into this?
Celia's eyes were strange. Although she didn't want to admit it, from Benovia's occasional hints, she felt that Ross might have already dragged Benovia into the mess.

It felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, it was also a bit stimulating.

Celia could understand her own somewhat dark thoughts; it was simply a desire to see the pure saintess defiled...

The girl quickly shook her head, trying to dispel her strange thoughts.

She stood up and said to Benovia, "Benovia, you watch over Phil for now, I'm going to check on my puppet."

Benovia asked curiously, "Your puppet? What happened to your puppet?" Celia replied casually, "It's nothing. I accidentally dismantled it when I killed the fourth-tier heretic. It's not a big problem; I can fix it and it'll still work."

"what?"

Benovia blinked, wondering if she had misheard.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw that Celia had already left.

The girl fell into deep thought.

"As expected of Celia, she easily accomplished what others couldn't."

Once outside, Celia found her puppet, which the temple's acolyte placed in an empty room.

Except for the spine and the heart of the puppet, the rest of the puppet was completely disintegrated.

Celia went over to check and sighed, "It's hopeless. It seems that until we reach the fourth rank, we'll have to act alone."

After reaching the fourth tier, there is a reward from the Mage League: a specially customized, powerful magic puppet.

Because they haven't reached level four yet, the rewards haven't been realized.

Just as she was considering whether to just assemble it and make do, a voice came from outside: "Miss Celia, Duke Pharos wishes to see you."

Celia snapped out of her daze and nodded: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right there."

With that, Celia left the room, closed the door, and followed the deacon to the prayer hall of the temple.

Besides Duke Pharos, there were also clergy members such as Bishop Holder present.

Upon seeing Celia's arrival, Duke Pharos went to greet her and thanked her, saying, "Thank you very much, Miss Celia. If it weren't for you, I would have fallen into the trap, and we wouldn't be able to deal with the deep-sea monsters' invasion so easily as we are now."

Celia said, "You're welcome, Duke Pharos. I only did a trivial job. Are you here because the abyss monsters have been dealt with?"

Duke Pharos nodded: "I have dispersed the storm at sea, and the number of monsters has been greatly reduced. They are no longer a concern. Good news has also come from the Golden Apple Stone Forest."

Holder, standing nearby, said with a strange expression, "According to Archbishop Melina, the remaining deep-sea monsters, perhaps attracted by the pollution of the Golden Apple Stone Forest, all rushed in and began fighting amongst themselves with the members of the Deep Sea Aid Society. Many strongholds were destroyed, and some deep-sea monsters even stormed the Deep Sea Fortress."

Celia was stunned: "Really? Is it that intelligent? Could it be that they deliberately let the deep-sea monsters in to kill them and obtain something?"

Holder said, "I'm not sure. Miss Celia may need to go back to find out."

"Okay, thanks for letting me know."

Ross didn't tell Celia about the situation, and Celia didn't know the truth about the invasion of deep-sea monsters.

Duke Pharos said, "To express my gratitude to Miss Celia for her help, I have decided to hold a celebratory banquet at the castle tomorrow. Please..."

"I'm sorry, Duke Pharos, I'm returning to the Golden Apple Stone Forest tomorrow to continue my unfinished holiday trials, so I'm afraid I won't have time to come over."

She wouldn't have attended any of the previous parties unless it was Phil's birthday party.

Duke Pharos laughed and said, "The trial is only held during the day; you can come back to participate at night as well."

Celia mumbled, "We'll see when the time comes. Maybe I won't be able to come. Sorry."

"Alright then." Duke Pharos didn't press the matter. He asked, "Where is Phil now, and how is he?"

Celia said, "The situation is stable, but she is a little weak and needs to rest for a while."

Duke Pharos said, "That's good. Please, Miss Celia, show us around."

"Okay, come with me."

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