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

Chapter 486 Heretic Stronghold? Didn't we just find it by wandering around?

Celia sensed that Ross's emotions seemed to be fluctuating.

She and Ross were very close. Ross could easily sense most of her thoughts. Although she couldn't know Ross's thoughts and ideas, she could sense the changes in his emotions.

For a fleeting moment, she sensed that Ross was feeling down, though it was only for a brief instant, she noticed it keenly.

She couldn't help but ask, "Lord Ross, what's wrong?"

Ross smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I just discovered something interesting."

Celia blinked. "What's so interesting?"

Is it really something interesting? If it's interesting, why is the emotion still negative?
Celia muttered to herself.

"It's about something heretical. You can continue. You'll find out later."

"OK then."

Since Ross didn't say anything, Celia didn't ask any further questions.

At this moment, she and Anke hit it off and decided to go together to destroy the heretics in the volcanic area.

"Based on my recent investigation into the activities of the Tower of the Fallen and the use of potions, they will most likely use another emotion-inducing potion this time. This type of potion uses pollution as its core. If necessary, a purification spell can be used to temporarily suppress the potion's effects. However, to cure it completely, an antidote is still needed."

Anke was explaining the situation incessantly.

In her field of expertise, Anke is quite the chatterbox.

"In addition, taking down the heretical stronghold is also the most important operation. The purification spell at that stronghold really restored that third-tier mage, which means that the Tower of the Fallen only controlled him in an emergency. This means that the Tower of the Fallen was not well prepared for the operation and may have only made a hasty plan after learning that the fire spirit might be born."

"Even if they set up hastily, they should still have hidden outposts within the volcanic area. These outposts are very difficult to find. It took me three days to find the one I just found. But thankfully, finding one should make the rest much easier to locate..."

“There’s no need for all that trouble, just wander around.” Celia interrupted Anko.

Anke was taking out a bottle of black potion when he heard this, and paused for a moment: "How could we possibly find a cult stronghold by just wandering around? Let's use this drug I specially developed to track it down. I... wait? That's... a cult stronghold up ahead?"

Celia pointed to a corner of the heretical stronghold that had appeared, "See, you can find this just by wandering around, what kind of tricks do you need?"

An Ke put the medicine away and adjusted her glasses: "So lucky?"

“Of course, Anko has always been very lucky, hasn’t she?” Celia chuckled.

Anke shook her head firmly: "No, I've always had bad luck, and there's always been a problem with the mixing of the medicine."

"That must be because I suddenly had a burst of good luck today," Celia lied through her teeth.

"...Using my luck for something like this? I'd rather not have this kind of luck."

"Alright, alright, let's deal with this first!"

"it is good."

Soon, the small heretical stronghold was swiftly captured by the two men's thunderous actions.

Afterwards, Celia escorted everyone outside and used a purification spell to cleanse them of the demonic energy pollution.

Anke then took out another bottle of gray-black potion, threw it into the air, and smashed it with a water arrow.

The potion inside was atomized into a mist, slowly enveloping the entire stronghold.

After a long while, Anke clapped his hands: "Solved. Now the stronghold can no longer release poison to affect the volcanic area."

Celia also came over. "I'll interrogate these people too. They're similar to the people I've encountered before, except this person sneaked in yesterday, intending to pick up some materials to take back, but he got caught."

"That's really unlucky."

Anke ignored the other party and continued to take out the black potion from before. "Next, track down the next stronghold."

"How long will it take to track it down?" asked Celia. "About an hour."

Celia glanced at the sky and shook her head: "It's already afternoon, and we don't have much time left. An hour is too long; it'll be enough for us to fly around several times. Let's just fly and search."

"We were just lucky to find this stronghold; we weren't so fortunate with the others."

"Such a big target, isn't it easy to find one?"

When Celia saw that Anko was still trying to operate the tracking drug, she pulled him away and led him outside.

"Let's go, let's go straight, why do we need to track us?"

When she met Anko before, Celia changed back to her own appearance. The two hit it off and worked together to destroy the heretical stronghold. She disguised herself again and also had Anko disguise herself.

Disguise makes it easier to move around and you don't have to worry about being targeted.

Although their disguises are not very effective against sixth-tier opponents, they are still somewhat effective against those below fifth-tier, and can easily fool those below fourth-tier.

Anke reluctantly put away the potion, boarded the aircraft, and followed behind Celia.

Ten minutes later, Celia walked through the bushes to a secluded spot and pointed to a man-made mark among the trees: "Look, heretical strongholds aren't easy to find, are they?"

"Ah, this..."

Anke was a little confused as it was her first time working with Celia.

However, she attributed it to luck this time.

It wasn't until the third stronghold, which Celia found with ease while casually strolling around, that she began to have doubts.

Is this really luck?
You can find heretical strongholds just by wandering around, so why has Dragon Island allowed them to remain here for so long?

Anke suddenly remembered all the things Celia had done.

Putting aside strange titles like "enemy of the high priest," Anke remembered that within the Holy Court, Celia was affectionately called "the destroyer of heretics."

"Is this the Heretic Destroyer? How terrifying."

How exactly does Celia manage to discover heretical strongholds so easily?
An could ask his questions.

Celia smiled slightly: "Of course, it's about receiving guidance from the gods!"

"The guidance of the gods..."

Within the Holy Court, this statement is tantamount to not wanting to answer and making excuses.

But when it came from Celia's mouth, it made it hard not to believe.

Anko didn't really believe it before, since besides Celia, Benovia often talked about receiving guidance from the gods.

This has almost become Celia's catchphrase.

"It seems that only divine guidance can explain the current situation..."

Anke thought to herself.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of that figure that had appeared out of nowhere during her ascent from the second to the third stage of the ascension trial.

She quickly dismissed the thought and warned herself in her heart.

“That’s the enemy of the gods. Even if he helped me complete the ascension trial, I can’t trust him easily. What if he orchestrated such an intense trial?”

With a jumble of chaotic thoughts running through his mind, Anko followed Celia and successfully wiped out all the heretical strongholds before nightfall, also gaining quite a bit along the way.

(End of this chapter)