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

Chapter 662 The Turmoil of Phil

Even monsters weaker than those underground, despite possessing extremely strong self-healing abilities, are still no match for Celia, who can see through their weaknesses.

Celia was never the type to stand idly by and watch monsters rampage through the city and cause carnage before taking action.

If given the opportunity, she would prefer to end it sooner.

She'd never had this opportunity before, but now that it was here, she was determined to have some fun.

Celia was unaware that Ross was expecting her to be recognized by the Elven Court. Of course, she did not use the same spells as she had underground, nor did she exhibit any similar habits.

When underground, the main strategy is to create an area filled with ice vapor and ice layers, and then use ice spikes to finish off the monsters.

Now, she directly applies her spells to the monsters, freezing them so that they appear to be bound rather than frozen. She kills the monsters using a small ice needle, which is so small that it is difficult to spot from a distance.

It looked as if wherever Celia went, all the monsters suddenly froze, and the next moment, they turned into their original minerals and fell to the ground.

All the monsters rushed towards it like moths to a flame.

This scene left everyone in Forest Words City speechless, their mouths agape in disbelief.

Bastua, along with the sorcerers he had invited, were also stunned by what they saw.

"Could it be that these monsters are actually quite vulnerable?"

"I feel that way. Miss Hiro's magical energy fluctuations are not strong, which means she is not using high-level magic."

"Have we been scammed?"

"How on earth did the Royal Guard manage to let such a frail monster break through the defenses?"

"Are they mobilizing ordinary people to fight the monsters?"

"..."

There was much discussion on the city wall, and Phil also showed a look of admiration.

"After reaching the fourth rank, Celia's combat power is already far ahead of others."

At the first and second tiers, the Saintesses' combat power is not much different; it almost depends on the strength of the puppet they wield, except for the 'outlier', Celia.

After reaching the third tier, the gap narrowed further, and Celia had become the main DPS of the Saintess Squad. Her ice magic was overwhelming, and she could do everything except heal.

Of course, Celia isn't only skilled in ice magic; she also knows holy magic, so Celia is probably all-around right now...

Phil couldn't help but envy Celia.

"It's always been said that Celia received the blessing of the gods. I wish I could receive the blessing of the gods too..."

The girl was very upset. Why did others receive the attention of the gods, while she was frequently noticed by evil gods?

Phil wanted to tell others many times that she had gained Ross's attention, but in the end... she still couldn't muster the courage.

It wasn't that she was worried about herself getting into trouble; she was afraid that others would get into trouble.

According to the Holy Court's records of the evil god's powers, those who become aware of His existence will also be noticed by Him. If they easily spread His message to others, they will be corrupted by Him and lose their minds...

Apart from those who receive his active attention.

In other words, if one were to tell others about his encounter with Ross, those who knew the information might be driven mad, just like those heretics who have been corrupted and eroded for a long time, slowly losing their minds and eventually dying.

In fact, it wasn't just Phil who had this mindset. When Celia accidentally summoned Ross, she didn't report it because she was worried about this situation.

Ross knew all this, but he didn't say it outright, pretending not to know.

Benovia was a special case; she took the initiative to make contact.

"Celia received a blessing from the gods, and Benovia also seems to have received a blessing from the gods... But there's something wrong with her receiving a blessing from the gods; it might be fake, or it might be a blessing from an evil god... Even Celia might have received a blessing from an evil god..."

Phil's mind started racing with all sorts of chaotic thoughts whenever he thought about Ross.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, all sorts of things, whether she was certain or uncertain, started popping up.

Just then, a seductive voice came from beside my ear.

"Do you also want to become as strong as her?" The familiar voice made Phil tense up instantly.

She stiffened her neck and slowly turned her head.

But you can't see anything.

"Heh... I am right here in your soul, of course you can't see me."

"Spirit, soul?"

Phil's face turned pale.

"I ask you, do you want to have power like her? You only need to answer yes or no."

"No." Phil realized what was happening and quickly and firmly refused in his heart.

She's much more determined than Celia was back then.

Ross smiled slightly. "Wrong answer, it's 'want'."

Phil's resolve instantly turned into bewilderment.

Then why are you asking me...?

"Haroldias's relics. If you can get them, maybe you can rebel against me. Of course, that's assuming you can actually get them. Good luck."

Phil felt a sense of panic.

Actually.

Some of the divine relics she mentioned were the result of Ross's guidance, but she had also inexplicably received a trace of Harodias's will. Phil was certain that it was the will of the god of life and death among the twelve Olympian gods, so he came without hesitation.

However, obtaining the relics of the chief god is not so easy.

Who knows, after going in, what you might get isn't relics, but a divine descent ritual, where the other's soul directly descends into Phil's body, taking over Phil's life.

The god of life and death is very peaceful towards non-divine beings, but this does not mean that he is kind to people; it simply means that he treats all non-divine beings equally. Beneath this peace lies a thick barrier.

Ross looked at Phil, who was caught in a dilemma and hesitation, and said nothing more.

He spoke suddenly only to tease Phil, and had no intention of interfering with her actions—although he did interfere.

After a long time.

Celia returned in triumph, a victor's smile on her face, and slowly descended onto the city wall.

Amidst the praise and awe of the crowd, she quickly searched and soon found Ross's phantom. In her heart, she thought to herself, "How about it, Lord Ross? My purification speed is pretty fast, isn't it?"

"So-so," Ross nodded.

"Hey hey hey."

Celia beamed with joy.

After casually echoing the compliments from Bastuya and the others, she suddenly noticed that Phil was still looking into the distance with a strange expression.

She walked over and waved her hand in front of Phil.

"Phil, are you alright?"

Phil snapped out of his daze, saw that it was Celia, and grabbed Celia's hand.

“Celia, come with me, I have something to tell you.”

"What are you so anxious about?"

"about……"

Phil lowered his voice, keeping away from the crowd.

"Regarding the belongings."

(End of this chapter)