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

Chapter 467 How come you're alright? (horrified face)

Two hours later.

The small boat stopped on a secluded shore on one side of Dragon Island.

There wasn't even a simple dock on this shore; we crashed directly into the rocks.

Jack and Sam jumped onto the rocks on the shore first, then looked at Celia with burning eyes.

Now that we've arrived, everything is settled!
"Miss, come on, we'll pull you up."

“No need,” Celia said coldly, then lightly jumped aboard the ship.

Jack and Sam exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with apprehension.

They have determined that this seemingly ordinary foreigner is a sorcerer.

If they are exposed before they reach their destination, they will likely be in grave danger.

The two exchanged glances for a moment and decided to continue.

"What's there to be afraid of? Such a naive sorcerer is no different from those lambs!"

"That's right, just a sorcerer. Even if the two of us are exposed, we might not necessarily lose to a sorcerer!"

Jack continued walking ahead, leading Celia through the weeds and bushes.

Sam walked at the back, secretly sending a message to the target merchant.

After winding through the trees for about half an hour, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a small settlement hidden in the woods.

This settlement consists of only a few houses, completely hidden by the bushes, making it very secluded.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Hey, miss, we've arrived. This is it. The merchant sells dragon scales in here. We'll take you this far."

Celia asked in surprise, "You don't charge me?"

Sam laughed and said, "No need, the merchant will pay. We'll wait for you at the door, and then we'll take you to the side door after you come out."

“Okay.” Celia nodded, left a mental mark on the two of them, and walked into the small camp.

After entering, the voices of the camp guards and Jack could be heard behind them.

"Hey Jack, why did it take you so long to send over such a lousy-looking guy? He's so ordinary, you probably don't have much money."

Jack said, "It's not easy to make money these days. This is already pretty good. At least she's a woman. Selling her to those minor nobles as a slave is already quite good."

"Nowadays, even the lesser nobles have very high standards."

"She might be a sorcerer."

"That price should be good."

"..."

Celia did not continue listening.

She could sense that the hidden magic array within the small stronghold had been activated.

The mage's hand was released and entered the stronghold, quickly breaking the magic array.

"You dare use a mere magic array that can only deal with second-tier magic in front of me?"

Celia pursed her lips and looked at the people who came out of the two houses in front of her.

There were two people in total, a man and a woman. The man was wearing armor and seemed to be a second-tier swordsman. The woman was dressed in strange and unusual clothes and was also a second-tier mage.

The two approached Celia. The swordsman stopped and sized her up, while the woman circled around, muttering something unintelligible.

Celia frowned. Through the magic circle, she sensed an invisible gas evaporating within it.

Unable to determine what the strange gas was, she chose to ask Ross.

Ross said irritably, "It's a hypnotic gas that only works on ordinary people."

Celia blinked. "Do you look down on me that much?"

At this moment, the circling sorceress stopped in front of Celia, carefully examined her, and took out a piece of something engraved with strange patterns, which looked like a dragon scale.

The male sorcerer said, "This is the [Dragon Scale]. Take out all the money you have on you."

Celia tilted her head: "Isn't it 5 silver coins?" "Sell it for whatever amount of money you have on you."

"Really?" Celia handed over a copper coin. "This is all the money I have. Thank you."

The male sorcerer's face stiffened.

The female sorceress seemed unconcerned, handing over the 'dragon scale' while chanting, "This is what you need. Take it, hold it to your chest, and feel the power within the 'dragon scale.' It can grant you any wish. Take it, take it..."

Celia couldn't discern anything special about the patterns on the dragon scales; they seemed to be just ordinary patterns without any particular meaning.

However, the dragon scales emitted a strange smell that was somewhat suffocating.

Ross said, "This is also a kind of hypnotic drug. It is volatile and will put you into a hazy state after absorption. Your subconscious will listen to what others say and act accordingly. It can work on sorcerers, but your mental resistance is very strong, so it has basically no effect on you."

“They took it seriously, but not that seriously,” Celia said, pouting.

She pretended to examine the 'dragon scales' and looked up to ask, "These are the dragon scales that allow entry into the city? What if they don't work?" Both the male and female sorcerers looked surprised.

The male sorcerer exclaimed in shock, "You...you're unaffected?"

"You're a second-tier mage?" The female mage immediately summoned a puppet.

Upon seeing this, the male sorcerer also summoned a puppet.

"Subdue them directly; don't be afraid of two against one!"

The two rushed up with the puppet.

The next second they were all sent flying backward, smashing the two houses behind them.

The puppets were all damaged, and so were the people.

This situation stunned the guards outside and Jack Sam.

They instinctively wanted to run, but before they could take two steps, a bone-chilling cold emanated from ahead, and a faint, icy mist hung in the air.

It's late November now, and the weather on Long Island is getting cooler, but it's still quite hot.

However, they felt as if they were in the far north, the cold slowing down their minds.

The four of them looked at Celia inside the small stronghold with expressions of fear.

The guard's lips trembled as he asked, "Jack, what kind of monster have you kidnapped?"

Celia smiled slightly: "I am not a monster, just a passing sorcerer."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the two houses.

Two figures burst out of the collapsed house, a sorcerer and a puppet, exuding the aura of a third-tier being.

"Who are you?" The sorcerer stared at Celia as if facing a formidable enemy.

Celia looked at the other person and said, "Can't you see? I'm just an 'ordinary person' who was abducted here by your people."

Celia emphasized the words 'ordinary people'.

The sorcerer frowned, turned to look at his unconscious subordinate, and said cautiously, "I apologize, it was my men who offended you. I will punish them immediately."

As he spoke, his puppet began to move, and two wind blades flashed past, piercing directly into Jack and Sam's necks.

Two heads fell off their necks, still bearing expressions of panic.

Its head rolled like a watermelon into the icy mist set up by Celia, instantly freezing into two ice sculptures.

The two guards beside the two were so terrified that they fell to the ground, staring in horror at the two headless corpses, and hurriedly shouted, "Master, this has nothing to do with us!"

The sorcerer gave them a cold look, and the two quickly shut up.

Then, he lowered his tone and asked, "I wonder if this punishment satisfies Your Excellency?"

Celia looked at the other person and frowned.

What a ruthless heart! So decisive in your actions. You're clearly the kind of person who doesn't care about human lives.

Celia pondered for a moment and quickly came up with a plan.

(End of this chapter)