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

Chapter 591 The Best Audience
"It seems like someone is coming."

A thought struck Celia as she sensed something different emanating from the tunnel she had deliberately cleared out for escape in case of trouble.

Before the other party even noticed her, her mental scan had already swept over them, sensing the wind-based magic swirling around them.

"He's one of those three retreating elves. Didn't they all run away? What's he doing back here?"

Celia was somewhat puzzled.

But she didn't pay any attention to it.

Her current disguise is so convincing that even a sixth-tier mage would have a hard time seeing through it without prior knowledge of her disguise, just like the elven elder who followed Elena, whom she couldn't see through.

So she didn't pay any attention to the elven sorcerer who had cautiously come over and risked his life to watch.

"However, to avoid her suddenly running in wanting to help, let's tell her first."

A thought struck Celia, and she looked in the direction of the elf, saying loudly, "Friend, do not approach the area with ice elements. I am clearing out the monsters here, and you will be accidentally injured if you get close."

Magic doesn't have any way to turn off friendly fire.

Heviel paused, stopping outside the node.

She sensed it and her expression changed.

The entire node was filled with rich ice elemental magic, which even drove away the pollution, turning the node into a world of ice elements.

Heviel could sense that the elf standing in the middle of the node, calmly using ice spikes to destroy one monster after another, was only at the fourth rank, just like her.

but……

Heviel stared in disbelief at the first-tier spell [Ice Spikes] that she had cast.

"Why can a first-tier spell instantly kill these incredibly tough monsters?"

Hevie was stunned.

These monsters are not particularly strong individually, at most only at the third tier, but their skin is incredibly tough. Even three fourth-tier mages took a long time to break it.

If there are only a few or a dozen, Havil believes they can rely on overwhelming force and maneuvering to slowly eliminate them, but they will eventually run out of magic power.

If the numbers increase, there's nothing they can do.

Moreover, these monsters may appear to be only tier three, but if you get close to them, their mouths, like skin, have an astonishing bite force. Even a puppet protected by tier four magic can be torn apart if bitten.

Havil didn't know if the monsters could tear the elf girl's puppet apart, but she estimated that the girl was unlikely to be able to get close to the monsters.

Watching Celia's actions, Havil couldn't help but ask, "Friend, do you really not need any help? It's been so long, your magic..."

From the moment we left until now, this elven friend has been fighting, filling the entire node with magic that seems inexhaustible, leaving Hevil completely stunned.

“No need,” Celia replied. “I can manage on my own. You should leave now.”

“No, I can’t leave alone. I’m a wind mage, I can cast a wind spell on you so you can escape quickly,” Havil said.

"Okay, whatever."

Seeing that the other party didn't come in or interfere with her, Celia didn't pay any attention to it.

Celia is now able to automatically harvest monsters.

She even had the puppet collect some of the rarer components from the shattered blue cubes, to see if they would be useful later.

Seeing that the elf seemed to be outside, ready to help her escape at any moment, Celia's goodwill towards him increased greatly. However, since she was currently in the position of a master, she did not take the initiative to speak to the elf.

I just scanned the other person while using my mental energy to assess their situation.

At this moment, Havie said, "Hello, my name is Havie, and I don't know your name yet."

Celia said, "My name is Celia."

The elven elders thought this was her name, so Celia decided to use it.

Anyway, she's terrible at naming things. "Xi... your name is so nice," Havil said.

Celia: "..."

If you don't know how to compliment someone, you don't have to.

Heviel realized her words were a bit awkward and froze.

Suddenly, she received an inquiry from the elven ranger outside through a specially made short-range connection crystal.

"So? Have you noticed anything unusual over there?"

Heviel replied, "I've found it. The anomaly is simple: a very powerful friend is slaying those monsters."

Heville looked at the mountain of blue cube fragments and smiled, replying, "I feel that with the help of this powerful mage friend, it won't be long before we can clear out the monsters in this area. Then, exploration will definitely be much easier."

"So powerful? Who is that friend? Is he an elf? Or perhaps someone from the Holy Court?"

"It's an elf. I don't know her either. She's probably a reclusive elf. Although she's only at the fourth rank, she's very strong. I probably wouldn't last ten minutes against her."

"True fourth tier? Are you sure it's not fifth tier?"

"That's possible, but I don't think people need to hide their rank during a fight."

"Okay, if you've confirmed there's nothing wrong, come back quickly and send back everything you saw."

"Okay, but let me ask them first if we can take pictures."

"Just secretly record it; they'll definitely disagree if you ask."

"We should show respect to the strong."

After finishing her conversation, Hevil looked at Celia and asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency Celia, may I record the way you killed the monster? I can blur your face."

“Okay,” Celia nodded slightly.

Celia strongly agrees with Havie's practice of seeking portrait rights.

If she didn't dislike the Elf Royal Family, she would have wanted to ask her not to censor the images and to send them out as is.

However, whether or not the image is censored doesn't really make any difference.

It seems they're helping the elves again. Celia thought to herself.

But then she thought about it again and realized that what she was doing now couldn't really be called helping the elves, but rather helping Ishtar, or rather, helping her own hometown, Starash.

Even if these monsters are unrelated to the source of the pollution that was torn open, they will still be a huge scourge once they can fly and escape through the crack.

Now that she had encountered him, Celia naturally wouldn't let him go.

"Okay, thank you."

Hevier expressed her gratitude.

She took out a special camera and photographed Celia's fighting posture.

A moment later, she showed Celia the photos she had taken, then bid Celia farewell and quickly returned to the entrance space to meet up with the Elf Ranger before heading back towards the entrance.

The descent was slowed by the pollution, but the ascent was rapid. Before long, the two of them burst out of the crack like cannonballs fired by the pollution and landed outside.

Upon seeing the two arrive, the fifth-tier mage in the camp quickly rushed over and asked, "How is it? What's the situation down there?"

At this moment, having received information from the swordsman, the fifth-tier mage was mobilizing his forces, gathering all the still-active elves, preparing to go down and pull off a big heist.

Heviel's expression was strange as she informed the fifth-tier mage of what had happened below.

"What? A fourth-tier being can suppress all demons?"

Everyone was stunned.

(End of this chapter)