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

Chapter 580 Celia: I'm not surprised at all

"The one leading the team is a sixth-tier mage..."

Celia watched from afar, not daring to approach.

The fluctuations emanating from above made Celia feel a faint sense of oppressive power.

This indicates that the leader is at least a fifth-tier leader, but considering various factors, Celia believes that the leader is a sixth-tier leader.

When Ross overheard their conversation, he learned that the Temple of Resurrection had an ambiguous attitude towards the elves, and the nature of their relationship was currently unclear.

"If she's at the sixth rank, then Lana's identity is probably not so simple. Or perhaps one of those people has a complicated background."

Celia pondered silently.

After hesitating for a moment, Celia chose to ask Ross for help.

"Lord Ross, I can't get close to their group, and they're flying a bit too fast. Please help me, or I won't be able to complete your mission."

Ross looked at Celia with amusement and enveloped her with his mental energy.

"Alright, go ahead and get closer, but are you sure you don't need to speed up? You're not as fast as them right now."

"I...I don't want it anymore...Aaaaah!"

Before Celia could finish speaking, an extremely strong shoving sensation came from her back, turning all her remaining words into screams.

Ross had already propelled the aircraft, which flew towards its target with lightning speed.

Before long, the flying broom approached the rapidly flying large aircraft, followed it at a certain distance, and kept pace with it.

Celia's face was deathly pale, and she gripped the handles of the flying broom tightly with both hands, afraid that she would fall.

Even though she is now immune to normal speed flight and no longer afraid, she is still very afraid of high-speed flight.

It's as if the fear of high-speed flight is etched into our genes.

Ross had initially thought that Celia would get used to the high-speed flight over such a long period of time, but judging from her appearance, it seemed unlikely that she would be able to get used to it in a short time.

He could only shake his head: "It seems I still need to give you more special training."

Celia immediately shook her head: "No, no! I don't want flight training!"

Ross said, "You're not an ordinary person. As a sorcerer, overcoming fear isn't difficult."

Celia said, "I find it very difficult! It's a fear etched into my soul, and I just can't overcome it!"

"alright."

Ross said casually, already thinking about how to conduct flight training for Celia.

Acrophobia is an illness, and for most people, it is unlikely to be overcome by standing at heights or flying for extended periods.

But this is a world of magic, and nothing is insurmountable.

Celia had no idea what Ross was thinking. She breathed a sigh of relief when the speed slowed down after they caught up with the aircraft in front of them at a steady pace.

After a long while, the flying vehicle in front of them arrived at the outer edge of the Elf Forest and slowly landed, with Celia also landing openly behind it.

With Ross's disguise, she basically didn't have to worry about being discovered.

She even thought that even if she walked right past them, they wouldn't realize she was following them.

However, Celia did not do that.

Ahead, after the large aircraft landed, it floated above the trees. Many people flew down from it, bringing out patients who were shrouded in natural light. They then summoned smaller vehicles to put the patients on them before heading off in one direction.

Not long after, Celia saw ripples suddenly spread across the forest before her, like waves on water. The forest slowly disappeared, and a colossal castle gradually emerged from the ripples. "Is this... a castle hidden in the warp? Is it being revealed through some kind of magic?"

Celia thought to herself.

Pollution has not yet spread here; the area still exhibits the characteristics of an elven forest, teeming with life.

The appearance of this castle did not destroy the vibrant energy; it looked abrupt, but it felt perfectly natural.

All the elves entered the rippled barrier and went into the castle.

Celia approached quietly, then hesitated.

Ross's voice came through: "Go in, don't worry."

"Ok!"

Celia nodded and went inside without hesitation.

As if crossing water, Celia entered the subspace where the castle was located.

Not far in front of her, a group of elves, accompanied by Lana and a bunch of patients, were talking to the castle guards.

Not long after, an elven woman flew down from the castle and smiled: "Welcome to the Temple of Resurrection. I am the Holy Spirit of the Temple of Resurrection, Ze Lissolin."

"Hello Ze Lissolin, I'm bothering you today to ask for your help in dealing with the contamination on these children..."

The elven elder leading the group stepped forward and began chatting with Ze Lisslin.

Celia observed from the shadows, quietly sensing the situation, and shook her head: "The difference in rank is too great. I can't sense whether there are any traces of pollution in this Ze Lissolin's body."

Ross watched calmly and said indifferently, "Yes, and it's a fusion of pollution and life elements, just like the special pollution that spewed out from that pollution source."

"What?" Celia exclaimed in surprise, her eyes widening.

In an instant, something came to mind, and a whole host of scenarios flashed through her mind: the Temple of Resurrection secretly wreaking havoc on the Elf Forest.

Ross glanced at her and said irritably, "Just because it's the same doesn't mean she did it."

Celia made a face. "I know, but it's too much of a coincidence. I think Ze Lissolin is definitely behind this."

As she spoke, she fell into deep thought, "This Temple of Resurrection doesn't seem to be one of the registered heretics. Are they not heretics, but just a neutral force within the elven territory?"

Ross said, "Who knows? By the way, the other half of the Death Attribute Puppet Heart that I sensed is inside this Temple of Resurrection."

“It really is there.” Celia blinked, not at all surprised by the answer.

She was more surprised by something else than that.

"Could it be that the other attribute of that Death-attribute Puppet Heart is truly the element of life?"

Ross said, "Isn't it obvious already? Generally speaking, opposing elements are easier to fuse into a single puppet heart. Even if they are similar, non-opposing elements are difficult to fuse into a puppet heart, just like water and ice. They are very compatible, but it is difficult to fuse them together."

"How amazing!" Celia exclaimed.

“It’s quite amazing,” Ross agreed wholeheartedly.

Although he did not follow the path of becoming a god, he still held respect for and explored the unique concept of divinity.

The fact that this thing can condense is already amazing; even now, Ross still doesn't understand the principle behind godhood.

Looking at the group of people talking not far ahead, Celia said softly, "I wonder if this Temple of Resurrection has anything to do with the Twilight Cult... Lord Ross, how do we get the other half of the Puppet Heart?"

Ross pondered for a moment, "I'll first find out where the Puppet Heart is, and then act accordingly."

(End of this chapter)