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

Chapter 601 That's... Celia! (Thanks to VOODOKINGDOM for the patronage)
"You said you could..."

"Yes, I can help everyone in your entire town with the purification work. Although it cannot completely purify the pollution, it can give everyone some resistance to the pollution, at least enough to withstand it for a month, so you don't have to worry about being affected by excessive pollution."

After a pause, Celia added, "However, it only works on ordinary people and ordinary first-tier mages. Beyond the first tier, the effect is not obvious."

Lord Ockham said with a serious expression, "If Miss Hiro can help us purify, she will be a friend of Mandela Town forever. On behalf of Mandela Town, I will give you a generous reward."

Celia didn't seem to care, and simply said, "Perhaps Your Excellency doesn't quite believe it, but you can call a group of people over first, preferably ordinary people who are seriously ill."

Ockham shook his head. "No need. You're from Ishtar, that's enough. I believe you can do it."

Celia was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

This time it was Occam's turn to be stunned. "Don't you know? On the border between Ishtar and our elves, your Holy Court is purifying the pollution."

"Oh, you mean them."

Celia suddenly realized why Ockham had suddenly become so superstitious about her abilities.

It turns out they heard about how Benovia and the Knights of Law easily purified the pollution on the border of Ishtar.

Normally, they might have scoffed, thinking it was no big deal, since even the Elven Royal Court could purify it.

But now, the Elven Royal Court is completely useless. Not only can it not control the pollution, but it is also allowing the pollution to leak out and spread throughout the entire Elven race.

At first, Ocam still trusted the Elven Court, but after so many days, he not only received no news from the Elven Court, but he couldn't even contact the Elven City, as if the Elven City had become a dead city.

Meanwhile, news came from the border of Ishtar that the pollution that the Elven Royal Court had been struggling to resolve had been easily dealt with, and the pollution had been stopped directly at the border of Ishtar.

This news quickly changed Ockham's mindset.

He desperately wanted the people of Ishtar to join the Elven race and come to help them purify the pollution.

However, such things can only be thought about and secretly envied; they can never be brought up openly.

But now, a holy mage from Ishtar has offered to help them.

Regardless of whether she came from Ishtar or not, the captain and guards who brought her have confirmed that her magic can indeed easily purify the pollution, and that's enough.

As for her purpose in suddenly coming to help, Ockham didn't know, and even if he did, he pretended not to know.

What? She might be a 'spy' sent by Ishtar?
We don't understand this.

All I know is that whoever can save lives is the greatest doctor.

“Miss Hiro, how do you need me to cooperate with you?” Ockham asked enthusiastically.

He's almost driven mad by the pollution.

As a lord, all affairs within his territory theoretically belong to him. However, due to pollution, everyone is forced to stay indoors and cannot produce anything. Everything has come to a standstill, and the potential for riots and financial problems has emerged. If these issues are not resolved, Ockham feels that the legacy built by his ancestors will come to an end in his hands.

"I need you to send everyone over in batches. Does your town have any large squares? If so, send them to a large square."

Celia held up three fingers: "I can only stay here for two days. The day after tomorrow, I will be leaving. There are many other cities waiting for me."

Ockham nodded quickly: "Understood, I'll go and make the arrangements right away."

The situation is special now, and he has already activated wartime policies. All elven mages have been temporarily conscripted to maintain order in the town. This wartime policy is much more efficient than usual.

Upon hearing that someone could save them, no one hesitated.

After all, there are only two days.

Soon, Ockham quickly made arrangements, sending people in batches to spread the word, organized by district.

Celia followed Ockham to the large square in Mandela Town, where she heard a sorcerer shouting outside. Soon after, a few humans and elves began to appear sporadically nearby.

The first group was not large. Although the lord sent people to shout, the thought of going out was still very frightening for them.

Only those who have been deeply eroded by pollution and are constantly on the verge of losing their minds have the courage to step out.

Celia didn't mind.

She dressed herself up a bit, putting on a veil that only revealed the area above her eyes.

Then, she took out her staff and slowly floated into the air above the entire square.

The staff emitted a powerful light of purification, accompanied by the micro-manipulation brought by Celia's masterful mage skills.

The mage's hand transformed into countless threads, carrying a purification spell that seeped into the bodies of the first few hundred people who entered.

Haddwin was also in the crowd.

He was in a daze, on the verge of death.

He thought he had been killed by his friend, but he hadn't. The elven guard rushed in and separated him from his friend. Luckily, he was rescued by a priest who was traveling among the elves. Although he was still in a daze and on the verge of losing his mind, he was still alive.

Pollution can cause ordinary people to quickly lose their minds, but it won't kill them immediately. After they lose their minds, the pollution will slowly invade their entire body until the whole body is eroded by the pollution, turning them into monsters that only act on instinct. That is when they truly die.

Those who died during this period were either killed by the elven guards who failed to stop them in time, or they were elderly people with weak resistance who passed away before they could be completely corrupted.

Haddwin is young and can handle it.

At this moment, he was still in a daze, his hands were bound, and he was being escorted here by the elven guards.

Then he felt a divine hand reach in from above the chaos and pull his soul out of it.

The dazed state slowly faded. He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and stared blankly.

As he felt his body gradually recover, he quickly understood everything.

"It was that great sorcerer in the heavens who saved me, no, saved us."

He looked up, his eyes filled with excitement as he gazed at the floating figure ahead.

Suddenly, he noticed the masked sorceress's staff, which looked somewhat familiar.

He thought of something, opened his bracelet, and found the photo he had collected.

After carefully comparing them, he showed a look of surprise.

"It's Miss Celia!"

His voice drew the attention of everyone around him who were enjoying the purification spell.

The surrounding area was filled with the first group of people captured and rescued by the Elven Guard. Most of them were human, and since this place was close to Ishtar, most of the people here came from Ishtar.

“It must be Miss Celia,” Haddwin exclaimed excitedly. “I’ve been a fan of hers ever since she participated in the Sorcerer’s League last year. I remember the staff she used!”

As he spoke, he released the projection stored in the bracelet for everyone to see.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked.

(End of this chapter)