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

Chapter 623: There is no hope, just wait to die

The mark left by Ross only affected Thores, so only Thores could see Celia.

In reality, this "seeing" is also achieved through the application of mental power to the real world. It was because of Soles' unstable mental power that Celia was able to appear and communicate with him.

As Soles dissipated and Desola rushed in, Celia's smile never faded.

She paid no attention to the Elf King's veiled threat.

That's exactly what I want – for you to deal with me openly and fairly!

Come if you have the ability!

I may not be able to beat you, but you can forget about catching me!
After conveying that message to the Elf King, Celia remained silent, leisurely watching as the creatures turned into grains of sand.

Thores and Desola are both high-level mages, so they don't die that quickly.

After failing to get any solutions from Celia, Disola decided to save herself.

He quickly notified all the high-ranking sorcerers of the withered tree to come here and try to summon the sacred tree to make it respond.

However, it would have been better if they hadn't called out; the more they did, the faster their power drained away.

The first to be affected are the fourth-tier mages.

They watched helplessly as their bodies slowly dissolved into particles, starting with their palms, then their arms, and finally their feet, and then their bodies, and brains...

Everyone looked at the Elf King with hope in their eyes.

They were loyal to the Elf King and hoped he could stop it all.

Of course, the Elf King didn't do nothing.

He does not possess the power to wither, but as the king of the elves, he also has the ability to communicate with the sacred tree.

However, the more they communicated, the gloomier his face became.

He looked at Disola, his tone laced with anger: "The other party somehow caused an accident when you were communicating with the Sacred Tree. The Sacred Tree told me that you are all 'thieves' who stole the source of the Sacred Tree, so it wants to take back all the power that belongs to it from you."

Disola was stunned.

Others were also stunned.

An unprecedented situation.

"Could she communicate with the sacred tree?" Disola frowned.

He was the only sixth-order being among the withered trees, possessing immense power, which slowed down the process of losing it. However, he was still unable to stop the loss of his power.

The higher the rank, the more sacrifices they have made, the deeper their 'bond' with the sacred tree, and the harder it is for them to break free.

Perhaps only first, second, or third-tier mages, who haven't established a deep 'bond' with the Sacred Tree, have a chance to survive.

The Elf King shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it. Hold on a little longer. Elder Louis is almost here. He is the forest purifier and has a deep connection with the sacred tree. Perhaps if we let him communicate with the sacred tree, we can restrain its actions."

The fourth-tier mage had dissipated to the point where only a head remained, floating in the air—a truly eerie sight.

All they saw was despair.

Even at the fifth rank, it wasn't that good; Soles' limbs had dissipated, leaving only his torso.

The only sixth-tier Disola is missing both hands.

Once the first fourth-tier mage completely disappeared, no further fluctuations from the other party could be sensed.

The Elf King was getting restless.

He looked at Solles, "Can you still see Celia?"

Soles looked to the side, jumped onto a tree root, braced himself with his hands on either side of his body, swung his legs, watched their disappearing Celia, and nodded.

"Please pass on a message to her: ask her what it takes to stop? What are her demands?"

There are many sorcerers within the Deadwood Organization, but their numbers in the Elf King's City are actually not many. Most of them are mobile, moving to other cities, or even all over the world.

However, at this time, more and more news came in, indicating that it was not only the members of the Deadwood in the Elf King's City who had problems, but also those who were on missions outside.

A fourth-tier member of the Deadwood faction sent a message to Disola, saying that he felt his power draining away and his body disappearing. He apologized and said he might not be able to complete the task assigned to him.

Sorcerers from other strongholds were also in a panic, asking what had happened to Disola and why they had suddenly lost their power. As these messages arrived, the Elf King, seeing this, grew increasingly anxious.

The Deadwood is a secret organization cultivated by the Elven race for hundreds of years. How could it be destroyed here?
He was initially very tough, and had even secretly sent people to Watchtower City to threaten Celia on the spot.

He also contacted Monris, the lord of Watchtower City, but Monris laughed it off and pretended not to see the hints in his message.

The Elf King also understood Monris's dissatisfaction and predicament.

Currently, Celia is surrounded by numerous holy priests from the human empire, and efforts are being made to treat her. If the city lord were to personally intervene at this time, the public outrage would likely make his future days difficult.

Monris was already dissatisfied with the Elf King for attacking Celia on his own territory without prior notice, and even in front of countless people. How could he possibly listen to his hints and deal with Celia?
Even if it's the Elf King's order.

He would not act unless the Elf King told him directly to arrest or capture Celia.

Just hinting at it probably won't work.

But the Elf King was not yet ready to overturn the table.

He hadn't figured out the Holy Court's intentions yet.

If Celia weren't a Holy Maiden of the Holy Court, perhaps she could have directly threatened her secretly and then put a gag order on those who knew.

But she was not; she came from a vast empire that seemed poised for a second spring, one that the current elves could not withstand.

The Elf King looked at Thores, waiting for him to speak.

But Soles remained silent for a long time. Finally, he looked at the Elf King and said, "She didn't speak."

The Elf King frowned, about to say something, when suddenly an idea struck him.

A powerful surge of magical energy emanated from outside, and moments later, Louis, whom Celia had met at the source of the contamination, rushed in.

“What happened?” Louis asked.

The Elf King looked at Disola.

Louis paused slightly. "The problem with the Sacred Tree? Let me see."

A natural green light emanated from his body, and wisps of green light intertwined with the roots of the sacred tree.

A moment later, he frowned, opened his eyes, stared at Disola for a moment, and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, we can't communicate. The will of the Sacred Tree is unstable; it seems to have been attacked by something."

He looked at Soles and said, "That unknown thing was transmitted from him into the sacred tree."

"It seems that it really was Celia who did it."

Thores claimed he could see Celia, but both the Elf King and Desola were somewhat skeptical.

But Louis directly proved that the source of this matter was Soles, which basically confirms it.

“Celia?” Louis asked in surprise. “Is she the Holy Court’s prospective saintess who cleanses and heals people from pollution within the Elven realm?”

The Elf King nodded. "Yes, she used some unknown method to cause Disola and his men to act strangely and disappear."

After a pause, the Elf King continued, "Elder Louis, continue to communicate with the Sacred Tree and see if there is any way to eliminate what is attacking it."

Louis: "...This is a bit difficult for me. I suggest we go and find Elena, or ask the Temple of Resurrection for help."

"Elena?"

The Elf King's expression froze.

Elena was just about to arrive, but she disappeared somewhere at that moment.

And the Temple of Resurrection...

The Elf King hesitated.

But looking at Disola and the many loyal members of the Drywood clan...

The Elf King fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)