Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Elena stopped speaking before she could finish.

Because the Crescent Lake and the Elf Royal Court in front of us have changed.

A phantom of an elf, shrouded in light, descended from the sky and slowly landed above Crescent Lake.

Her voice reached Celia and Elena's ears: "This is my last request... I will leave Starfall and go to the Underworld to find a way to save Him for you. If I fail... an elf will come here and take my belongings... At that time, please don't make things too difficult for her..."

The whole world became hazy at this moment. Celia looked at Elena beside her and saw that her expression had become extremely excited and bewildered.

"God of the Elves... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... No... Don't go... The Elves... Need your guidance..."

The God of Elves?!

Celia's pupils trembled.

That's the God of Elves?!

Chapter 248 Relics

The words that came out of Elena's mouth shocked Celia for a whole year.

So is this a relic left behind by the god of elves?

No, that shouldn’t be the case.

The person who left the ruins was very familiar with the Elf God.

Celia calmed down.

If this is the ruins of the Elf God, then the Elf race might react.

However, Ross said that the owner of the ruins is still alive. If it is the Elf God, it is impossible for him to harbor such malice...

No matter how you look at it, it can't be.

So here's the question: could the friend of the Elf God also be a god?

Celia couldn't help but look at Ross, who had appeared beside her at some point.

Ross remained silent, staring at the phantom of the Elf God, lost in thought.

The phantom of the Elf God seemed to be talking to someone, perhaps the owner of the ruins, but the owner of the ruins erased his image, making the Elf God appear as if he were talking to thin air.

Aside from a bit of shock and slight unease, Celia didn't feel anything special.

After all, the most powerful god resides in her mind.

But Elena's situation is a bit off.

She saw Elena slowly walking towards the old Elven royal court, muttering to herself, urging the Elven God not to abandon the Elven race.

Celia hesitated for a moment, then decided not to wake her.

"Judging from what the Elf God just said, Elena might be the elf who came to take away the Elf God's relics. She should be talking to the Elf God or the owner of the relics right now, right?" Celia thought to herself.

Don't disturb her at this time; let her cry for a while.

At this moment, Ross spoke up, "What are you standing there for? Record her crying and sobbing. She's the elf chosen by the Elf God, destined for greatness. This will be her dark history."

Celia paused, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

As she spoke, she activated the "Yesterday Replay" function on her bracelet.

But in yesterday's reenactment, everything around was shrouded in a gray haze.

"It seems impossible to recreate..."

"piece of cake."

Ross channeled a wisp of his mental energy into Celia's bracelet.

Soon, the image of yesterday reappearing on the bracelet became clear.

Even the reflection of the tears in Elena's eyes was clearly visible.

Celia was a little embarrassed.

But then I thought, if Elena is the successor of the Elf God or something, then this scene would be a historic meeting between her and the Elf God. If she brings it up then, wouldn't she be able to extort... no, give me a lot of money to take the footage back and keep it?

Although Elena has some minor flaws, after spending so much time together, Celia can see that she is tactful, has no ill intentions, and is a friend worth making.

If she becomes a saintess in the future, she might be able to receive guests during diplomatic visits to the Elven race, making the process smoother.

With her mind wandering to all sorts of random thoughts, Celia accompanied Elena as they slowly made their way to the giant tree where the old Elven royal court was located.

A strong emerald green light emanated from her body, dispelling the hazy mist once again.

Guided by the emerald green light, the old Elven royal court and Crescent Lake slowly transformed into particles of light, converging towards Elena.

A moment later, a bright green wooden box slowly emerged and solidified from the particles of light.

Elena seemed to have gone through something, and slowly woke up, looking at the box in front of her with a somewhat blank expression.

Celia sensed that she was in a very low mood, so she quietly turned off the Yesterday Replay spell.

We've recorded enough for now; it would be impolite to continue.

Elena seemed oblivious, her eyes fixed on the box in front of her.

After a long silence, she murmured, "My Lord God... why did you do this... for whom did you leave?"

The girl reached out dejectedly, took the box in her hand, and instead of opening it, hugged it tightly.

Celia was curious about what was inside, but she didn't say anything, keeping her curiosity to herself.

This is a relic entrusted to the owner of the ruins by the God of Elves. It is extremely precious. Even if Elena were willing to let her see it, the owner of the ruins probably wouldn't want to.

After putting the box away, Elena took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. Only then did she notice Celia beside her.

She paused for a moment, then apologized, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now."

"It's alright, it's only human nature," Celia said with a smile. "If human gods disappeared before my eyes, I would also feel lost."

Elena said, "I saw the last scene of the Elf Goddess's departure... The Elf Goddess guided me here to retrieve her relics... Has she... failed?"

Celia comforted her, "In this era, the gods have disappeared. We cannot keep reminiscing about the past. We cannot become strong by reminiscing about the past. Just like the Holy Court that you hate, after the gods disappeared, it also relied on its own strength to get to where it is today."

"Pfft..."

The saddened Elena couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Thank you, Celia, I feel much better now."

Celia: "?"

Ross, standing nearby, chuckled and said, "The Holy Court has ruled the continent for five hundred years, but now it only controls one-fifth of the human empire. To the elves, what you're saying is the funniest joke ever."

Celia: "..."

Elena seemed to only then notice the tear stains on her face. She quickly turned her head away, wiping them with her sleeve. After a moment, she turned back, her eyes red, and said, "Let's go, Celia. The eleventh floor contains a precious relic entrusted to me by the Lord of the Ruins by the God of Elves. The twelfth floor... that's where the Lord of the Ruins resides, right? I have so many questions I want to ask him..."

Celia said with concern, "Why don't we wait a bit longer? We're not in a hurry to go."

Elena shook her head, looked around at the barren little world left by the disappearance of Crescent Lake and the old Elven Royal Court, and said, "No need to slow down, let's go find a way out."

"also."

Celia nodded.

Generally speaking, these little worlds that give things to others disappear after the matter is settled.

But this place hasn't disappeared; it's as if the owner of the ruins forgot to design a way for them to return, and it remains in the small world.

Elena said, "The simplest way to leave is to keep walking in one direction and see where it ends."

"That's the only way. There's nothing left here except an empty space."

Celia crouched down and touched the ground, but instead of feeling the texture of the earth, it felt like touching a mirror.

"The ground looks like a texture..."

Ross laughed and said, "This is the texture. Also, don't think you can get out by walking all the way. As a sorcerer who can arbitrarily reverse the gravity of the warp, he can turn this world into an inward circle, so that you can never get out."

"Oh no... what should we do?"

Ross smiled slightly, said nothing, and simply tapped the air with his finger.

From the point where he pointed, the space began to collapse.

Soon, the entire small world shattered, and what appeared before the two of them was a staircase leading upwards.

"Let's go, it's time to meet the owner of the ruins."

Chapter 249 Did the God of Elves die for Lord Ross?

The staircase from the eleventh to the twelfth floor was still full of malice, even though the eleventh floor had opened up a separate little world for Elena to deliver the relics of the Elf God.

Fortunately, after experiencing the series of malicious traps below, Celia did not feel that the owner of the ruins was benevolent just because the eleventh floor was delivering something to Elena. She decisively consulted Ross and, after receiving the answer that there were still traps, showed an expression of "I knew it."

Afterwards, with Ross's guidance, they successfully reached the twelfth floor.

This is the last floor of the entire central tower, a floor that all adventurers can see shining brightly from outside the castle.

When Celia and Elena reached the twelfth floor, they didn't see any light. What they saw was a room with a similar layout to the lower floors, which looked like a classical nobleman's reception room.

Sofa, table, fireplace, chandelier... and a portrait on the fireplace.

It made Celia almost think she had returned to the sixth floor.

However, unlike the one below, the table in this living room is laden with a large amount of abundant food.

Foie gras, turkey, caviar, various salads, applesauce, sandwiches... all sorts of dishes that you can name are laid out on the table.

Directly in front of the table and the fireplace stood a man dressed in a black tailcoat and a top hat, holding a cane, his back to Celia and Elena, looking at the portrait on the fireplace.

When Celia and Elena entered the living room, he slowly turned his head, revealing a young man with a muscular physique, similar to the one in the portrait but looking younger.

His tuxedo could barely contain his muscles.

"Welcome, guests from the Elven race, and... guests from the Holy Court."

He took his seat at the head of the table and gestured to the two of them: "Please take your seats. Let us have a hearty dinner first, and then we can talk about other things."

Celia looked at the dinner and felt her mouth watering uncontrollably, but she dared not touch it.

These are ancient relics; who knows if these delicacies have also been sitting here for a thousand years?

Ross's voice came through: "It's alright, eat up, it's all fresh."

Celia was relieved and gestured to Elena with her eyes before thanking the owner of the ruins and sitting down in the seats reserved for them.

The owner of the ruins said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Jonathan. I have many identities, and being a friend of the Elf God is one of them. You don't need to know my other identities; just know that I am a friend of the Elf God."

As he spoke, he looked at Celia with a puzzled expression: "This friend from the Holy Court has a feeling that I am very familiar with."

"Hello, my name is Celia. Sorry to bother you," Celia said politely.

“My name is Elena. Thank you, Lord Jonathan, for keeping the relics of the Elf God safe.”

Elena's gratitude was sincere.

Although Jonathan had a wicked sense of humor when creating the ruins, she was still sincerely grateful for his continued presence here in order to return the relics of the Elf God to the Elf race.

"What you want to say, finish dinner first," Jonathan said, a half-smile playing on his lips. "What? You're afraid to eat?"

If Ross hadn't reminded her, Celia really wouldn't have dared to eat it, at least Elena wouldn't have dared—thank you as much, but Jonathan's ruins were rife with malice, who knew if there was poison in this food...

Then she saw Celia eating heartily, seemingly without any pressure.

Elena paused for a moment, hesitated, but out of trust in Celia, she also decided to eat.

Throughout the journey, they relied on Celia's mysterious guidance, which seemed to come from divine inspiration.

Otherwise, she might still be struggling against the staircase trap leading to the second floor on the first floor.

The meal ended quickly.

After Celia and Elena stopped, Jonathan waved his hand, and all the cutlery on the table floated away from the table as if someone had lifted it up.

This scene stunned Celia for a moment, but upon closer inspection, she couldn't sense any magic similar to a mage's hand supporting the plates beneath them.

Ross chuckled and said, "This is his control over the ruins as the owner of the ruins, and has nothing to do with the Mage's Hand."

Celia suddenly realized.