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

Chapter 522 Visitors
Near the Southern City, the ruins of an ancient castle labyrinth.

Ashgard appeared outside the ruins gate, looked at the mercenaries coming and going and the settlement built around the pool, and shook his head.

"You really do have the same twisted sense of humor as always."

Ashgard could discern the condition of the ruins from the faces of the passing mercenaries.

Those who went in were chatting and laughing, while those who came out looked bewildered, having been tortured to the point of delirium.

This relic has high-level restrictions, but that's not a problem for Ashgard.

He suppressed his aura, disguised himself as a low-level mage, and entered the ruins.

He then released his aura, which Jonathan could detect.

Soon, the three-dimensional maze in front of them rapidly changed, and a main road led straight to the top of the ancient castle.

Ashgard slowly walked over and soon reached a high point, where he saw Jonathan coldly watching him from outside the top floor of the castle.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see my old friend."

Jonathan's expression was indifferent: "Just say what you need. Don't even think about asking me for help. I won't offer any assistance with your methods."

Ashgard ignored Jonathan's attitude, walked into the tower, and sat down facing Jonathan.

There were no drinks on the table, so Ashgard said, "I've come to see you about two things."

“Speak,” Jonathan said calmly, looking at him. “But I may not listen.”

"First, have you ever greeted a girl?"

Jonathan's eyes flickered. "What are you trying to say?"

Ashgard slowly said, "You may not know what happened outside. Some time ago, the Northern Alliance held a Sorcerer League. The Arctic Blood Alliance caused trouble during the Sorcerer League and summoned the Abyss Gate. A girl used a purification spell to close the Abyss Gate, which was not fully opened."

Jonathan listened without saying a word.

Ashgard continued, "Not long after, the Holy Court launched a siege against the Deep Sea Aid Society. During this siege, the girl used another purification technique, which had an extremely high purification efficiency against the pollution of the Abyss, helping the Holy Court to successfully deal with the Deep Sea Aid Society."

Jonathan smiled knowingly: "Oh, that's good news. If I remember correctly, the Deep Sea Aid Society is a cult secretly cultivated by the Sea God? Tsk tsk tsk, the Sea God is always the first to suffer."

Ashgard looked at Jonathan and asked seriously, "The purification spell that girl used is the special purification spell that Lord Ross developed when we suffered from the calamity of the abyss. I want to ask, did you teach it to her?"

Jonathan looked at Ashgard in surprise.

The two fell silent.

A moment later, Jonathan suddenly laughed.

Why would you think I taught them?

Ashgard said, "Who else could it be but you? Lord Ross?"

"What if it really is Lord Ross?" Jonathan chuckled.

Ashgard shook his head, not believing Jonathan's words. He said, "Another thing, I hope that when I reach the eighth rank, you can help me obtain the divine status of the Ice God."

Jonathan's smile slowly faded. "Are you sure? Eighth rank? Eighth rank isn't that easy to achieve. Even with my help... what can I do? My little tricks are useless against the Ice God, who is blessed by the gods. And how can you be sure the Ice God is really dead?"

"I'm not asking you to come in with me to your death. You just need to meet me outside. I will bring out the complete divine essence and prepare a suitable descendant for you. Your job is to help her complete the summoning, protect her, and prevent other gods from interfering with her." "Is that so?"

Jonathan smiled at Ash Gail, who looked serious and didn't think Jonathan would refuse.

However, after smiling, Jonathan slowly said, "But I refuse."

Ashgard's expression froze.

Jonathan thought of the girl. She had easily summoned Ross. The Lord of the Stars was already able to influence this world. Jonathan believed that Ross had his own plans, and any action they took was likely to backfire.

If it were the old Ash Karl, Jonathan would have been willing to share this news with him.

However, ever since he learned that Ashgard had used Alina, continuously drawing her blood, and had ties with the Twelve Heretics, even though Ashgard claimed it was to summon Ross, he no longer treated him the same way he used to.

If it weren't for the fact that the girl couldn't withstand Ross's pressure when he appeared earlier, Jonathan would have told Ross about Ashgard's evil deeds long ago.

However, Jonathan knew that even if he didn't say anything, Ross would find out.

"Ashgar, as a fellow apostle, I'll give you one last piece of advice: stop your plan. You're using the cult of the Twelve Olympians, but how do you know if the god behind the cult is also using you? You drew Alina's blood to fight the Ice God, what's next? Will you draw my blood or Raphael's blood to fight a certain god?"

Jonathan's voice turned cold again: "Sacrificing your comrades to carry out a ritual that only exists in theory is not as good as finding the real body of the sea god Ethel and stealing his divinity."

“Ethel is hidden in the Tranquil Sea, it can’t be found,” Ashgard said.

Jonathan shook his head: "Stop. Lord Ross will not tolerate you using the method of harming your own people to deal with the enemy. I believe in Lord Ross. It won't be long before he breaks free and leads us back to Starfall, into the stars."

“Passive waiting is not my style.” Ashgard stood up and walked outside. “Fine, if you still want to stay holed up in this wretched place, then so be it.”

"Aren't you afraid Lord Ross will execute you?"

"It doesn't matter. If he can return, I'm willing to sacrifice myself."

"..."

Jonathan watched Ashgard leave without stopping him.

A look of hesitation flashed across his face.

In the end, he sighed and shook his head.

"Why bother? Your actions clearly show that you don't believe in the invincible Lord Ross. How could the great Lord of the Stars be trapped by a bunch of lowly fellows?"

He sat in a large chair, tapping his fingers idly on the table.

"Ashgard visited because of the girl's purification technique. He may have thought it was taught to him personally by Lord Ross, but then he felt it was impossible..."

"It seems that under Lord Ross's guidance, that girl has accomplished many great things. Next, Raphael should be coming as well."

Jonathan pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

“Raphael is more extreme towards Lord Ross than Ashgard. Even if she doesn’t do anything as irrational as Ashgard, you can’t easily tell her anything about Lord Ross.”

“Besides Raphael, the others… Dolores, well, that old codger is even more lazy than me, he probably doesn’t even know the news.”

"Falga, only this guy can talk, but... is Falga still alive?"

(End of this chapter)