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

Chapter 470 Celia delivers her victory speech
Galton underestimated her, and Celia gave him the illusion that she was just a harmless little rabbit.

The farther away the mage is, the longer they have to react. Only by getting close can they prevent the target from reacting in time.

Meanwhile, as Celia pretended to be scared and ran away, standing close to the magic circle barrier, she was also quietly invading the magic circle in the courtyard.

The icy mist released by the low-level spells was merely a prelude to the spells she was about to unleash.

A weakened version of the fourth-tier spell—Freeze All Things…—Freeze One Thing.

Higher-level spells are all derived from the fusion and enhancement of lower-level spells. In theory, as long as one is not afraid of the side effects of forcibly using fourth-level spells, everyone can use higher-level spells.

The side effects are mostly magic backlash, instant depletion, insufficient refinement, and forced use of spells. The magic consumed is several times that of others, even for high-level spells. Using just one will drain you dry, because without environmental magic enhancement, the power is also extremely weak.

But if you only use a portion of it, this problem doesn't exist.

The ice barrier restricted Galton's movements, and Celia's mental energy, channeled through the mage's hand, transformed into countless needles that pierced Galton's mind.

Subsequently, a large number of spells and scrolls were used, and a third-tier spell might not be able to harm a fourth-tier mage.

But two, three, ten, dozens—even the strongest defense can still tear apart the target's lines.

Moreover, a mage's own defense isn't actually that high; aside from equipment, they mostly rely on spells for defense.

Besides his sorcerer's robes, Galton had no other means of defense.

"The frozen mist is meant to freeze your sorcerer's robes!"

A flood of spells engulfed Galton, and under the spellcasting guidance of Celia's mage hand, these spells created various wondrous reactions, resulting in even greater power.

Before Galton could react, he was blasted backward.

Celia followed closely behind, continuing her relentless and relentless attack.

Boom boom boom!
Celia pinpointed Galton's location, and even though it was obscured by the white mist from the explosion, she was still able to spot him immediately.

Since her battle with Carmela, Celia has gained a clear understanding of the vitality of a fourth-tier mage.

Even heretics, when they lose their minds, still possess tenacious vitality; even when on the verge of death, they can still blow the roof off the lighthouse.

That's still a heretic.

A normal fourth-tier mage would definitely be even more tenacious!

The light of the spell kept flashing, and Celia gave Galton no chance to catch his breath.

A profound sense of crisis gripped Galton's mind.

He panicked.

"How is this possible? Am I going to die at the hands of a third-tier mage?"

"No, it's impossible!"

"I only need one chance, and I can summon the puppet and take care of this damned guy!"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Give me this chance!"

Summoning the puppet takes a little time, less than a second, but that's still a long time in a battle. It can only be summoned when the two sides are a certain distance apart, or at the very beginning of the battle, and when the puppet is not under control.

Clearly, Celia wouldn't give him that chance.

The ice-type's powerful freezing control slowed down his magic flow, making it difficult to cast instant spells, let alone spells like the puppet summoning that required a casting time.

The Puppet Storage spell has a hand-raising gesture, which activates the storage runes in the palm and releases the puppet stored in the storage space. Unless you are a space-type mage, no one can cancel this hand-raising gesture before the sixth rank.

Of course, Celia wouldn't give him that chance. She focused her attention on the hand that held the runes and froze the entire hand.

Despite the excruciating pain in his head, Galton released his mental energy and sent a message to Celia: "Stop. I'll give you gold coins, 100... no, 1000 gold coins, please let me go."

He was a wealthy slave trader with a lot of gold coins he hadn't spent. He hadn't finished enjoying life and had no desire to die.

Celia remained silent. She knew she couldn't stop now. What good were verbal promises? If she really stopped, she would be the one to suffer.

The girl kept moving, and her magic was being rapidly depleted.

Fortunately, she entered the deep divine realm twice; otherwise, it would have been difficult to maintain the continuous output of third-tier spells, even with a magic refinement level of over 100%.

At first, Galton thought that Celia's magical attacks wouldn't last long, but now he has put that idea out of his mind.

Feeling his condition worsening, Galton experienced intense emotional fluctuations.

His plea slowly turned into anger.

"You forced me to do this, you forced me to do this!"

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, he no longer considered any permanent damage and unleashed all his magical power. Just like Carmela had done before, he used his immense magical power to create an impact that shattered all of Celia's spells.

Behind him, the runes on the house flickered and shook a few times, almost destroying the house itself.

Celia was also affected, and she took several steps back before stopping.

The next moment, Galton summoned his puppet, clutched his chest, and stared coldly at Celia.

"Is this a move that even a fourth-tier mage can use? That's so cheating!" she thought to herself, complaining to Ross.

Ross chuckled and said, "Wrong. This is the 'Turtle Aura' that all mages can use. It releases all the magic power in the body in one breath, forming a magic storm that affects the elements around the body. The disadvantage is obvious: it will cause permanent damage, and the consequences include, but are not limited to, rank regression, never advancing again, and permanent reduction in refinement."

"To put it bluntly, this is essentially a last-ditch effort. After use, it grants a brief period of 'invincibility,' nullifying all spells of the same or lower rank in the surrounding area, giving you a brief respite. It's not very useful; you can only use it when you're controlled to death. It's not as good as an ice mage's Ice Barrier."

Celia didn't have time to ask about the Ice Barrier, because as Galton used his last bit of magic to summon the puppet, her crisis began.

"Even without magic to use spells, fourth-tier magic puppets still possess extremely high spell resistance and terrifying attack power, so we must be careful."

Celia thought cautiously.

She looked at Galton, only to see him scrambling and crawling towards the house while ordering the puppet to rush over.

Celia looked at him and smiled gently.

Do you think you can get in?

The house and courtyard were both under the influence of a magic circle.

Galton spent a lot of money to add an extra layer of protection to the house. The magic circle was very sturdy, and Celia could sense that it was powered by a powerful, pure magic crystal.

It is fully capable of resisting a fourth-tier mage.

This magic circle is not just a protective magic circle; it is also engraved throughout the entire house, controlling everything inside.

It's also on the gate.

and so--

A thought struck Celia, and she immediately used the magic circle to lock the door shut.

Galton rushed to the door and pulled hard, but couldn't open it.

He was stunned.

(End of this chapter)