Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

But for Pascal, who hadn't explored the ruins much, these unexpected traps were a death sentence.

He only felt a moment of peace after being able to use the third-tier spell scrolls as if they were free.

And so, after suffering for an unknown amount of time, they obtained the key to open the final treasure chest. After more suffering, they opened the final treasure chest and obtained the final token inside, a token that could control the entire ruins.

Touching the token, Pascal felt the entire ruins appear in his mind.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Great! Great! Great! These 1200 gold coins are well spent, absolutely worth it!"

Yemili sent his congratulations: "Congratulations, Your Highness, on successfully conquering the extremely difficult ruins and engraving your name on them. Princess Emilia will surely look at you with new respect now."

Pascal swelled with arrogance: "Emilia? Hmph, I will make all my brothers and sisters kneel at my feet and submit to me!"

A mist appeared before them, and the two left the ruins with joy.

In a dark corner of the ruins, Jonathan looked at Pascal and Yemili projected on the screen and smiled slightly: "If it's just simple suffering, how can it be considered entertaining our two 'distinguished guests'? These are 'distinguished guests' personally selected by Lord Ross, so they should taste the deepest pain."

There were two projections. One showed Pascal and Yemili lying on the ground, grinning foolishly. The other showed Pascal and Yemili leaving the ruins and appearing outside, radiant, clutching the 'credential that allows control of the ruins,' like kings returning in triumph. They first gave the order, then returned to the Royal Mercenary Corps camp with smiles on their faces.

Jonathan rubbed his bald head and chuckled, "You think I'd let you have your fun in your dreams?"

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Chapter 255 You're a slut, aren't you?

Having seized control of the ruins, he should have made a triumphant return.

However, as soon as Pascal arrived at the camp, his sister Emilia suddenly gave a cold smile and snatched his credentials.

Meanwhile, Yemili, who was closely following him, was also surrounded and subdued by several mercenaries.

Pascal, who survived countless explosions within the ruins, wanted to fight back, but found that Emilia was now incredibly powerful, far beyond his ability to resist.

It was as if I were facing a fourth-tier mage.

"Emilia, you...you're at level four?"

Emilia didn't answer, but just smiled slightly: "Your ruins are nice, they're mine now."

Pascal never imagined that this was just the beginning.

After Emilia took his credentials, she began to boast that she had led a team to conquer the ruins, gaining a great deal of fame.

He, on the other hand, had nothing, and even all sorts of rumors reached his ears.

"Is this Princess Emilia's good-for-nothing brother? How laughable."

"Princess Emilia kindly brought him to explore the ruins, but he was ungrateful and went off on his own. As a result, he didn't explore the ruins at all and just went sightseeing instead."

“That’s right. After Princess Emilia took over the ruins, she even tried to steal Emilia’s ruins control certificate. That’s outrageous.”

Pascal roared, "That bitch Emilia stole my credentials!"

The crowd laughed and spat at Pascal, making him feel incredibly aggrieved.

He was furious, but helpless, so he could only think that he would report it to his father when he returned to Huijin City.

But reality dealt him another crushing blow.

Upon returning to Huijin City, he reported the incident, but his father slapped him on the spot and scolded him with disappointment.

He really wanted to make a crooked face, but unfortunately he couldn't.

Not only could he not get back on his feet, but everything went wrong afterward, and he kept running into obstacles. Finally, he was so angry that he fainted.

Yemili, who came with him, fared even worse. Pascal, as a prince, was free to move about, while Yemili was directly controlled, imprisoned, and tortured in agony all day long until he fainted.

……

"That's about enough."

Jonathan dispersed the projection of the dream, pondered for a moment, and said, "This Pascal is a prince of this country. However, it seems that the royal family and the religion of the gods do not have a good relationship. Fine, since you also hate the gods, I will spare you for now."

Jonathan approached the two unconscious men.

At this moment, the two of them no longer had silly smiles and happiness on their faces; their expressions were as stiff as Muggles'.

Jonathan felt they would never laugh again.

After looking them over, Jonathan found the emergency teleportation scrolls on their bodies.

"Let's trigger this then, and while we're at it, let's dismantle some parts from your puppets to make up for the losses at the ruins."

Jonathan felt bad about making the adventurers farm magic crystals every day, even though these magic crystals were a specialty of this subspace and not something collected or purchased from outside.

He clenched his fist and glared menacingly at the puppet that was standing still while its master was unconscious.

"This armor is good; it's mine now."

……

Inside the Royal Mercenary Group's camp.

A loud alarm suddenly rang out from the peaceful camp, startling everyone.

All the mercenaries in the Royal Mercenary Group knew that the alarm was triggered by two captains from the royal family activating the emergency teleportation brooch.

The alarm was meant to alert the others and prompt them to react to the commander who had been urgently teleported back.

Meanwhile, Emilia was cultivating in the camp when she was also alerted by the alarm. She quickly led her people to the coordinates where she had been teleported back.

Then they saw Pascal and Yemili, who were in a coma, and their broken puppet.

Emilia frowned and instructed the person beside her, "Go, bring two basins of water."

The people next to him immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

I dare not say anything.

Fortunately, the accompanying priest arrived at that moment.

He checked on Pascal and Yemili and said, "They're not in serious condition. They were just knocked unconscious by a mental attack. However, they're not in a good mood. They probably encountered a lot of trouble in the ruins. They should wake up in a while."

Emilia couldn't help but think of the news she had received.

Pascal has struck a deal with Celia and seems to have obtained credentials from the higher-ups at the ruins.

She couldn't help but frown. "They're really overestimating themselves. They don't even understand the situation of the ruins, yet they dare to challenge the highest level."

If you were Celia, you would dare to challenge the highest level.

The pastor said he would wake up soon, so Emilia had no choice but to give up on the water-splashing method.

Emilia ordered her men to take the two to their tent to rest. Just as she was about to go about her business, the men who had taken them there reported, "Your Highness, Prince Pascal has woken up and says he wants to see you."

Emilia was slightly taken aback. "See me?"

Not knowing what Pascal was up to, she went into the tent where Pascal was resting.

As soon as he entered, he saw Pascal staring at him resentfully.

"Pascal, are you alright? Did I cut off your testicles? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You... give me back the control certificate for the ruins!" Pascal roared.

Emilia: "?"

"We finally conquered the ruins, how dare you take my things? I... no, I can't resist here... I have to go back immediately..."

Emilia said unhappily, "Have you been beaten senseless? Resist? What resistance? Resist what? Me, take away your control credentials? Do you even have the strength to conquer the ruins before you spout nonsense?"

"Denied...that was indeed a prelude to reality..."

The tent contained not only Pascal and Emilia, but also other people, including the healing priest.

Seeing Pascal's condition, the medical priest quickly said, "His Highness Pascal may have been experiencing a mental trap that caused him to hallucinate or have a very long dream, leading to his current state. May I calm him down first?"

Emilia stared at Pascal, her face cold, and said, "Fine, let him calm down first, then I'll deal with him."

Emilia left, and under the spell of the healer priest, Pascal slowly calmed down.

Everything in the dream gradually became illusory and unreal.

But he no longer knew when he fell into a dream or when he returned to the camp.

The broken puppet beside him told him that he had fought a fierce battle with Yemili, but... he did not have the Ruins Control Certificate to clear the game.

Pascal was confused.

He learned from others that he had triggered an emergency teleportation to return to the camp, and that he was in very poor condition.

He touched his body and suddenly panicked.

"Even without a pass, there should at least be a pass for the twelfth floor, right? That damned Emilia, she must have taken my pass, that bitch!"

Suddenly, the tent flap was lifted, and Emilia walked in from outside, her face full of anger.

"Pascal, I think you're asking for a beating. Are you stupid? Nothing inside the ruins can be taken away through non-ruins teleportation. Oh, I forgot, you're just here to kill time and don't know the rules of this ruin."

“I have recorded everything you just said. Just wait and see, Father will make a decision.”

"However, let me make the decision first."

"You...what do you want to do?!"

"Heh, you bitch, huh? I'll show you what a bitch is!"

"what--!"

Pascal's pitiful cries echoed from inside the tent.

Everyone fell silent, too terrified to offer any help.

My monthly pass is about to expire, why don't you lend me a hand!

Chapter 256 Let's convert all the gold coins into combat power!

Celia has returned to Southern City and is resting there.

After dividing the money, Elena said goodbye to her and left alone, returning to the Elf Forest.

With Pascal's gold coins arriving in her account, combined with what she had left over, her savings had reached eight hundred gold coins!

All eight hundred gold coins were placed in a coin storage box and then in a specially made small coin bag.

This box has two layers, each with ten slots. Each slot can hold 50 coins, regardless of whether they are gold, silver, or bronze.

Of course, most people buy them to store copper coins; storing silver coins would be a huge expense, and storing gold coins...

Celia believed she would be the first among the commoners!

Hmm... Am I still considered an ordinary citizen now?

"This is the first time I've ever seen so many gold coins, hehehe..."

After carefully storing the gold coins, Celia would occasionally open the box to take a look. Seeing the glittering gold inside made her feel better.

"Once school starts, with the bonuses from the school, the Holy Court, and the royal ruins, I might get around 1,500 gold coins?"

Nothing brings more happiness than this golden expanse.

Just as Celia was considering where to hide the gold coins, or whether to deposit them in the merchant guild's bank.

But just then, Ross's voice came through.

"What should you save money for in the early stages? What's the use of saving money? Can it improve your strength? What you need to do now is to convert all these gold coins into your combat power, or make them generate more money."

"Money making money?"

"Investing in business or starting a business... that might be a bit difficult for you. You should sell your technology instead. Selling technology doesn't require much capital, just 800 gold coins. Keep 200 gold coins and use the rest to buy items that can improve your strength."

Celia thought for a moment, "Should we buy items to aid meditation or enhance magic power?"

Ross shook his head: "No, you don't need potions to increase your magic power. Regular magic power-enhancing potions and materials have very little effect on your current level of magic power. Moreover, the magic power that is enhanced is of relatively poor quality and needs to be repeatedly refined. It's not as fast as meditating on your own."

Ross's phantom appeared beside Celia and said, "Summon the puppet."

"Ok."

Celia summoned the puppet, and Ross took control of it, picking up a pen and writing on a piece of paper.