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

Chapter 705 Ross: Catch the Pot
Celia was watching too.

A mirror appeared in the air, reflecting the Elf King and his entourage, watching the Elf King and Ze Lissalien communicate.

Celia didn't know how Rose did it; it seemed that Rose was able to use more and more abilities.

However, considering that Ross was a god, and seemingly the strongest and most omnipotent god, Celia felt relieved.

If a god can't even do this, what kind of god is he?

I just don't know if I could have done it before...

Ross glanced at Celia, sensing her inner thoughts, and chuckled, "If you hadn't traveled all over the Elven realm, I wouldn't have been able to do it either."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Celia said she didn't believe it, but a happy smile spread across her face.

Rose's words made her very happy.

Watching the Elf King leave, Celia asked, "Does the Elf Royal Court still not know that the source of the disaster is the Temple of Resurrection?"

"I've noticed, but the relationship between the two is unusual. At present, it hasn't even reached the point of a complete break."

"But judging from the Elf King's attitude, it seems they were completely unaware of this before... I suspect it was the people from the Kingdom of Phoenix who reminded them."

Are the Elven race's investigative abilities really that weak?
Celia thought to herself, "I'm furious."

It seems that the Temple of Resurrection did not start releasing pollution at this time, but began five hundred years ago. Despite the long period of pollution release, the Elven race did not investigate the specific situation until the pollution erupted and a huge crack appeared, revealing a massive underground magic array.

Ok……

Celia suddenly realized.

Besides the Elf Forest, are there similar magic circles in other empires?

She asked the question, and Ross replied, "Perhaps. You'll find out by observing more as you travel."

"it is good!"

Celia nodded.

Cultivation is not something that can be achieved by simply sitting in seclusion and practicing diligently; it requires experience and broadening one's horizons. This is why Ross often sends her out and about.

It's difficult to gain insights by burying yourself in meditation and asceticism at school.

Especially after reaching the fourth rank, the perception of the divine realm began to become ethereal, no longer as readily available as before.

"By the way... why did Lord Ross suddenly decide to monitor them?"

Celia looked at Ross.

"Because I must find the 'evil god' that Harodias's retinue spoke of."

Ross casually explained, then added, "You probably don't need to go to the Elf Forest anymore. I don't know much about that 'evil god,' and you might die if you go there."

"Is Lord Ross now able to operate away from me?" Celia asked.

For some reason, she felt a little lost.

"No, but I have other ways to interfere with the Elf Forest. It's all thanks to you."

Celia blinked, somewhat bewildered.

Did I really do that much in one go?
At this moment, Ross tapped the mirror, switching the view from the Elf King and his party to Ze Lissalind's side.

However, after Ze Lissalind saw the Elf King and his party off, she was greeted by an uninvited guest.

"who are you?"

Ze Lissalind looked at the mysterious figure wearing a red hood who had suddenly appeared in front of her in the Temple of Resurrection, with the puppet already quietly appearing beside her.

"it's me."

The mysterious man looked up and pulled down his hood. "It's you! You dare come back?!"

Ze Lissolin's aura suddenly erupted, because the face under the hood was none other than Guit, the seventh-tier swordsman from the Kingdom of Phoenix, who had attacked the underground core earlier.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions in coming this time."

However, Ze Lissolin didn't want to say anything more to him, as the puppet had already rushed towards him.

"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

"You're not even at the seventh rank yet, you can't stop me."

Guidot neither summoned the puppet nor drew his weapon; he simply shuddered, and the charging puppet was sent flying backward.

“If I were you, I would stop attacking right now and talk things out. Jeria isn’t here right now. To me, you alone are no different from any other sixth-tier mage.”

boom!
Another attempt was thwarted. Ze Lissalind slowly calmed down, looked at Guit, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

She also understood that she couldn't stop a seventh-tier mage.

"You seem to have encountered a problem."

"What, you're also interested in that girl named Celia?"

"No, we are only interested in the person behind you."

"We have no one behind us."

"Of course, because you call him... God."

"How dare you disrespect the gods!"

Ze Lissolin was enraged and launched another attack.

This time, Guidot didn't hold back. He took out his greatsword and with a single strike, Ze Lissalind's puppet was cut in half at the waist.

"If you can't speak properly, you can call Jeria out, but to avoid you teaming up, I need you to be quiet for a bit. What do you think?"

A powerful aura emanated from Guit, and Ze Lissolin finally calmed down completely.

"Hmph, just you wait. The gods have already noticed this place, and they will not forgive those who trample on their territory at will."

Guit didn't care: "So-called gods are nothing more than sorcerers who just happened to reach the end of the long path to godhood. However, I'm not here to debate with you about gods and men. Your gods seem to have encountered some problems."

"What do you know?"

"I don't know anything. All I know is that you broke that promise and chose to cooperate with Ashgard. This is the consequence of your cooperation. Of course, this is only one of the consequences."

"Do you still remember that initial promise? Now, you have broken that promise, impatiently breaking the seal and letting pollution ravage the world. In order to awaken your gods ahead of time, you have plunged the entire Elf Forest into disaster, almost affecting the Star Spirit Tree and causing the whole world to fall into a new round of calamity."

“We will not hold you accountable for your actions for now, because you have already alerted that ‘evil god.’ He will not awaken, but his agents and his retinue will descend. What do you think caused your god to suddenly disappear?”

Ze Lissalind opened her mouth, unable to utter a single word.

The unease on her face was no longer concealed.

Celia, who was watching the two talking, couldn't help but say, "They're blaming the disappearance of the god of life and death on that 'evil god'..."

As she spoke, Celia looked at Ross, lost in thought: "It seems that's true. The disappearance of a god is indeed related to an evil god. Evil god, I wonder how that god is doing now?"

Haroldias's words had a huge impact on Celia's young mind, and she had now let go of her burdens.

Ross raised his hand and tapped the air, bringing up a mirror that showed Haroldius. Haroldius had just been beaten up by Ross again and was now meditating with his eyes closed.

“He’s fine. I’ll have him stay with me in the sealed land.”

Celia always felt that Haroldias wasn't in a good condition.

(End of this chapter)