Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Vera looked at the window-shaped door in front of her, reached out and touched it. The runes on the door floated on the surface, and she began to manipulate them.

"Hang in there, my dear friend, give me more fun, don't be as boring as those people who barged in before."

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Chapter 313 Ross's Fury and Celia's Suffocation

The secret passage wasn't very long, and soon Celia arrived at the end of the passage, in a larger, more spacious room.

The ceiling of this room is directly above the starry sky, and the surrounding decorations resemble ice and snow.

In the subspace, these buildings are constructed and combined arbitrarily, in whatever imaginative way is allowed.

"I need to change my disguise..."

By controlling the magic circle, Celia discovered that the area was completely unaffected by the outside world. Deciding not to alert the enemy, she disguised herself as one of the unconscious people outside.

These heretics, who were conducting some unknown research, wore uniform snow-white robes that, like cloaks, covered their entire bodies.

The robe had a hood, and from behind, you could only tell who it was by looking at their height and build; you couldn't tell who they were at all.

After disguising herself, Celia entered the empty hall and looked around at her surroundings.

This place is like an enlarged version of the small room outside, with a large amount of materials piled up on a "回" (return) shaped structure.

Celia also saw many familiar materials among them.

"Ghost Fruit, Heart of Gold... even Pearl Rosemary is available."

The girl looked to the side, where an apothecary was pouring large amounts of pearl rosemary into an alchemical furnace, mixing it with many rare herbs to form a dark green liquid.

As the magic flowed, the pearl rosemary released its rich aroma, and those around it took a deep breath, becoming intoxicated.

Celia frowned and immediately moved away.

"What kind of medicine are they trying to make by using pearl and rosemary in their pharmaceuticals?"

Celia didn't know.

She looked to the other end and saw another apothecary crushing another addictive plant into powder and adding it to the alchemical furnace, watching the reaction inside with rapt attention.

Except for a few pharmacists who do not use addictive drugs, most pharmacists use them, as if they cannot make medicines without these addictive drugs.

Celia only recognized common medicines and was unfamiliar with this one that appeared to be under development. Watching the pharmacists reveling in it like addicts made her feel disgusted.

Suddenly, she thought of the essence of dreams.

"Could Dream Essence also be made using these controlled addictive drugs?"

Ross said, "Yes, the reason why medicinal herbs are medicinal herbs is that certain components in them can be used to make medicines. Extracting those components to make medicine is what most pharmacists do."

"These pharmacists do the same thing. They separate the addictive components from the materials and release them into the air, thus removing the addictive components and leaving the useful ones."

"However, when pharmacists use these materials, they don't intentionally let the components evaporate directly. They set them aside and destroy them after the medicine is finished."

"The reason these people deliberately allow the harmful components to evaporate is purely intentional, so that they can inhale the drugs and enjoy the mental pleasure brought by these poisons by relying on the powerful physique of the sorcerer."

“…” Celia felt even more disgusted.

"Once I've figured out what's going on here, I'll kill all these people!"

Manufacturing and using drugs are both capital offenses!

Celia held her breath, preventing the poison that had evaporated in the air from entering her body, and quickly passed through the numerous experiments to reach the other end.

At the other end of this spacious hall is a long corridor with rows of doors.

The magic circle here has no monitoring function; it can only sense the dense magical fluctuations and intense magical reactions within it.

"It's completely sealed off here..."

It's good that it's closed off.

Celia entered the first room.

There were also various potions here, and Celia could tell at a glance that these potions were Dream Essence.

"So the essence of the Dream was developed from here."

The person inside sensed the door open and immediately looked over. Upon seeing the disguised Celia, they frowned and said, "Who let you in? Get out!"

Celia didn't go out; she simply slammed the door shut with her foot.

Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly saw Ross's phantom solidify beside her. His gaze was icy as he looked at a bottle of red liquid on the table in the small room.

Celia sensed Ross's anger rising.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Lord Ross, what's wrong?"

Ross didn't speak; his solidified spiritual body rushed over and lifted the apothecary up.

The powerful mental force instantly entered the opponent's mind.

Celia didn't know what Ross was doing; she only saw the apothecary's pupils rapidly dilate and he slowly became mentally impaired as Ross's mental attack struck him.

His mental strength seemed to be completely destroyed in that instant.

Moments later, Ross squeezed, and with a cracking sound of bones breaking, his head lolled to the side, and he died instantly.

Celia only saw Ross so angry when Jonathan mentioned that the god-king Zeuddin had opened the gates of the abyss.

But at that time, Rose's anger was suppressed, and although it was still terrifying, it did not affect her.

Now, his anger erupted without restraint, and even though it wasn't directed at her, Celia felt herself gradually losing her breath.

She felt increasingly uncomfortable, not only because of the mental power Ross unleashed, which impacted her own mental power due to the connection between the two, but also because the suffocation was making her feel increasingly unwell.

It felt like something was blocking my chest, heavy and dull, as if life was slipping away from me.

The girl managed to speak with all her might: "Mr. Ross..."

Ross seemed to snap out of his daze, his anger instantly subsiding. In the blink of an eye, his spiritual form appeared beside Celia, reaching out and pressing his hand on her head.

A warm breath enveloped her head, and all discomfort vanished. Celia couldn't help but let out a soft hum, closing her eyes to feel Ross's warmth.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure," Ross said gently. "Seeing that thing made me a little overwhelmed with emotion."

Celia slowly opened her eyes, looked at Ross, and murmured, "What is that thing?"

Her delicate body was slowly leaning against Ross.

That initial curiosity gradually faded into nothingness.

Seeing this, Ross released her and flicked her forehead.

"pain!"

The girl puffed up her cheeks and glared at Ross angrily.

Ross looked at the bottle of unknown red liquid and said softly, "What do you think that is?"

Celia looked over and shook her head: "I only sense a strong magical energy. The properties of this magical energy are very peculiar, it seems to be... the properties of dreams?"

Dream-related, red liquid?

Is it the new drug developed by the pharmacist whose neck was snapped?

still is……

A terrible thought popped into Celia's head.

Ross nodded and said calmly, "Yes, it's a dream attribute, because the bottle contains Alina's blood."

"what?!"

Chapter 314 Kill Them All

Alina, one of Ross's subordinates and one of the twelve apostles.

Previously, Celia knew that Alina was an extremely rare dream mage.

They appear to be the only two dream-based sorcerers; the other is the goddess of fate, one of the twelve main gods.

This means something that Celia could also figure out, after all, the twelve apostles correspond to the twelve main gods, and some of the apostles have abilities similar to those of the main gods.

If Ross hadn't been sealed away by the main god, then a new pantheon would have been formed.

But then I wouldn't have anything to do, right?

Celia stared blankly at the blood-red bottle.

"This is Miss Alina's blood, Miss Alina..."

Ross said calmly, "The good news is that Alina is not dead."

"The bad news is, she might as well be dead."

"You mean..."

"While it's not absolutely certain, it's highly likely that Alina's sleeping place was discovered by a heretical group called the Polar Blood Alliance. They discovered Alina's special characteristics and, using unknown methods, collected Alina's blood to create dream-related potions."

Ross looked at the dead apothecary and said coldly, "I searched this man's memories. He didn't know where the blood came from, only that it was transported from the far north. Very good."

Celia immediately said, "Shall we set off for the far north now?"

The far north is located north of the Northern Alliance. It is covered in ice and snow all year round and is rarely visited by people. It is a place even more forbidden than the Protoss Forbidden Lands.

Celia read in the book that there are only "two days" in a year there, six months of daylight and six months of darkness.

Aside from sorcerers who make a special trip to see the scenery, even ordinary people would find it difficult to survive there for three days, because it is so cold there that even under the blazing sun, the temperature is still minus thirty degrees Celsius.

There are only glaciers there, no plants, and the only animals are some powerful magical beasts.

Even the Arctic wolf packs only operate on the outskirts of the far north. The center of the far north is a very mysterious place for most people.

“No rush.” Ross shook his head. “Judging from this heretic’s memories, they have been studying Alina’s blood for over a hundred years, and they are not just producing results now.”

Ross's phantom walked over, picked up the vial of blood, and handed it to Celia.

"The blood of a tenth-tier mage is second only to the blood of a god. It's a good thing. Take it."

Celia quickly took it, a little confused, "This..."

"The blood that flows out should be put to good use, rather than being given to these heretics or thrown away. Keep it for now, and I will teach you how to use it when we get back."

"it is good."

Celia collected the blood.

Ross said calmly, "We'll go to the far north after your Mage League ends."

Celia nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

"Okay, let's go to the next room and see what's in these rooms."

Celia nodded, looked at the various devices in the room, and asked, "Should we destroy them?"

"Ah."

The ice needles reappeared, turning the entire room into a mess.

Celia left the room and went outside. Outside, everyone was still focused on making the potion and didn't react to what was happening in the small room.

These rooms are very well soundproofed.

The second room was still a laboratory of some heretic. To Celia's relief, this room seemed to be a place where drugs were tested on mice, and there was nothing of Alina's.

She worried that if other human tissues, such as fingers or eyeballs, suddenly appeared in the room, Ross might accidentally burst her out of anger.

Thankfully, none of these things appeared.

But if blood can be extracted, why can't other human tissues be extracted?

Celia dared not think about it.

She still had a question that puzzled her.

Ross said that Alina is a tenth-level sorcerer who has completed the ascension to godhood but has not yet become a god. Why would such a powerful sorcerer have her blood drawn so easily by heretics?

Also, isn't it said that the tenth rank is a god?

Why was someone who had reached the tenth rank still not a god a thousand years ago, when gods still existed?

A host of questions arose, but unfortunately Ross didn't answer them for her, so she could only suppress her curiosity.