Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

About ten minutes later, he left the dense slums and came to a small town that relied on Koster, and went into a small castle with a courtyard.

Celia quietly went to the house next to the small castle and looked inside through two buildings.

Unfortunately, she disappeared after Jesticaf entered the house inside the small castle.

But it's okay, the mental tracking Rose shared is still there.

Celia sensed that he had been inside for a short time before heading down into the underground.

"It seems that the Arctic Blood Alliance's stronghold is located underground in this house."

Celia focused her attention on the small castle, carefully examining its layout and defenses.

"There are two guards at the gate. It's not clear what's inside. It looks like just a small courtyard belonging to an ordinary nobleman or merchant, nothing special. Nobody would know it's a stronghold of a heretic..."

Celia jumped down from the house and went to the side of the small castle wall, where she used her mental power to scan inside, just like Ross did.

Unfortunately, her mental strength was too weak to penetrate the wall.

Ross couldn't help but chuckle and shared what he had scanned with her: "There are four guards in the open and four guards in the shadows. Two are guarding the door, two are in the hall with the secret passage, and the four guards in the shadows are watching around the hall. Their strength is only at the second level."

"Only second tier?"

Celia relaxed.

"However... I'm not a shadow mage, so I'm afraid I won't be able to get past them and go in."

Ross said, "There's a stealth method nobody knows about. Want to know?"

Celia's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Ross laughed, "Kill them all, and no one will know you infiltrated."

Celia: "..."

The girl was very annoyed: "Lord Ross, please don't joke around. How could killing them go unnoticed? Don't you think there are anti-assassination warnings at this entrance?"

Ross chuckled. "What do you think the warning will be?"

"They carry something on their person; when someone dies, it sends out an alarm, relays a message, triggers an alarm from other people, or activates an alarm array..."

Celia listed out the ways she could think of to call the police.

Ross nodded. "Most of them can be ruled out. Only the items you're carrying triggering alarms and the magic circle alarms are worth noting. Celia, have you considered that devices connected to the Protoss network are made up of tiny runes? So, actions like editing text, sending messages, and making real-time calls on these devices involve changes to the internal runes?"

Celia said, "It involves the rhythm of runes. Why did Lord Ross suddenly bring this up?"

"Your current intrusion into the magic circle is limited to hardware intrusion and modification, and has not involved the intrusion into the micro runes. You can try intruding into the micro runes."

"Invading the micro runes..."

Celia's eyes lit up.

"Does Lord Ross want me to hack into their alarms, modify the runic rhythms within them, and thus disable the alarms?"

Ross nodded and smiled slightly: "The Mage's Hand can achieve this level. Haven't you been wondering why the Mage's Hand hasn't reached the level of micro-management yet? Maybe you can try micro-management."

Celia looked at her bracelet. "Then I'll try it on!"

"No need, just try using the sirens on them."

"Won't this trigger an alarm?"

"Software intrusion is not possible because there is no firewall."

Chapter 310 Programming? That's called ancient incantation!

Celia didn't know what software or a firewall were.

But she knew about micro runes.

These small devices, which only retain tiny runes and are usually made by magic devices or high-level spellcasters and puppeteers, have rune modules on them that can connect to the Protoss network or detect the user's status.

"Modifying these things is different from modifying large magic arrays. You need to use the Mage's Hand to access the device, find the device's rune interface, connect the interface, and then modify the program code inside."

Celia raised her hand: "What is program code?"

"You can call it a spell, but I prefer to call it program code."

"Oh, it's a spell, I understand."

Celia suddenly realized.

Spells and magic are not the same thing. Magic works on people, changing their various states, while spells work on puppets and various miniature runes with external interfaces.

However, puppets with natural puppet hearts do not need spells to enhance them, as they can integrate on their own; only artificial puppet hearts require those things.

"Once the puppet is marked by the sorcerer, it becomes an item with a unique identifier. Unless the sorcerer removes it, it can only be connected to the sorcerer, and no spell can modify it."

"But these connections to the Protoss network are different. They need an external interface, whether for sending and receiving information on the Protoss network or for maintaining the incantations within it."

"What you need to do first is to find the alarm triggered on the two people at the door. You don't need to change the spells, it's not that complicated. Just use the Spell Hand as a modifier to increase the alarm range of the spells, to the point that it won't sound an alarm even when they're dead."

"Oh."

Celia nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"Go ahead and do it. I've checked. None of the alarms they're wearing are connected to the Protoss network. They probably don't have the money to pay for the Protoss network connection. Don't worry, they're just a bunch of poor bastards who can't even afford internet."

Celia: "..."

Celia approached the two guards and, following Ross's instructions, extended several thin strands of mental energy to the two guards who were chatting, entering the epaulettes of one of them.

Guided by Ross, Celia quickly found the external interface set up inside the epaulettes.

Similar to connecting to the magic circle, Celia began to resonate with the interface using her mental power. After a moment, she successfully achieved resonance and smoothly connected to the rune sequence inside the epaulet.

Dense array of runes appeared within Celia's mental energy. These runes were arranged neatly, completely different from the runes in the magic circle, and also different from the runes she had inscribed on the puppet. They possessed a strong sense of regularity.

These can no longer be called runes; they should be called incantations.

Ross said, “You need to find the module that controls the alarm range from these arranged incantations. In the incantation editor, these orderly arranged incantations are simplified into an editing window, allowing people to edit directly with text, but in the spiritual world, it is the original incantation.”

Celia was at a loss for what to do. "I don't know how to start."

Ross said, "Extend a few more strands of spiritual energy to directly access the runes on the epaulettes. These little things don't have many runes, so you can understand them. Then, observe the flow of magic power in the runes and the incantation, and see which part of the incantation it relates to. You'll be able to figure it out."

Celia extended several more strands of her spiritual energy, directly connecting them to the runes on the epaulettes.

By examining both sides simultaneously, she gradually began to discern some patterns.

Ross said, "Generally speaking, most of the conversions between incantations and runes follow a pattern; a single incantation will always correspond to a change in a rune node."

"The reason why micro-runes can be edited anytime and anywhere is related to the countless nodes that are scattered throughout the micro-runes and the input and output values ​​of magic. The Mage's Hand allows you to see the changes very intuitively. If you know one of the runes or spells, you can understand how the other program works. After you summarize and categorize it, it becomes a programming language... Now it should be called spell language."

As she operated the device, Celia exclaimed, "Things from a thousand years ago are completely different from things now, even the names are different."

Ross smiled slightly but didn't say anything.

It was also called a spell a thousand years ago.

Only another world can be called a program.

Hmm, this excuse from a thousand years ago is really useful. You can throw in any modern words and no one will suspect you; they'll just think it's an "ancient incantation" from a thousand years ago.

Celia has an extremely high talent for runes, and she can quickly master the spells derived from them. Besides, the warning epaulette is just a small thing, and the built-in warning program is very simple.

Before long, Celia had mastered the patterns and connections between the two.

"Once you find the pattern, try to summarize it and write it down. Later, you can design a small machine specifically to assist in hacking Protoss network spells. When you encounter spell intrusion situations again, it will be easier for you to operate. For now, just modify one spell at a time."

Celia nodded. "Okay."

Once you understand the incantation, modifying it shouldn't be too simple.

Soon, Celia quietly raised the warning threshold and warning time to 99999, to the point that even death might not trigger a warning, and even if a warning was issued, it would take 99999 seconds before an alarm could be triggered.

Then, they repeated the same trick on another sorcerer's epaulettes.

This time it was quick, done in less than a minute.

After finishing, Celia was thinking about how to knock the other person unconscious.

Ross said, "Just kill them. Few heretics with magical powers are innocent. They may be innocent at first, but once they fall into heresy, they are no longer innocent, especially one that is keen on creating war."

"I……"

Ross said helplessly, "You've killed so many heretics, why are you still so hesitant? Have you forgotten what Benovia said? Being merciful to bad people is being cruel to good people."

"No... I just don't know how to kill them silently."

"It's very simple. Use the first-tier spell [Ice Spike] to compress the ice spike into an ice needle, then shove it directly into the head. Follow up with [Shatter Ice] or [Ice Blast] to turn the brain into mush, and you'll achieve the silent kill achievement."

"How to use spells without letting your opponent detect the fluctuations of magic is also a skill. With your 100% refinement, you can do it. Believe in yourself."

Celia took a deep breath: "Alright, I'll give it a try."

She began to quietly gather magic power, constantly observing the environmental changes caused by it.

With the need concealed, the two ice spikes condensed and compressed slowly, but they were successfully formed and shot towards the two people.

Unsurprisingly, their heads were blown to smithereens by the advanced spell [Ice Blast] of [Shatter Ice].

Celia breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the courtyard of the small castle.

Just then, the sound of the small castle door opening came from inside.

A heretic came out and stared at Celia, who had just entered.

Chapter 311 As expected, I still have to unleash my full power.

An unexpected situation arose.

Celia felt her thinking slowed down for a moment.

She then realized what was happening, raised her staff, and several ice spikes instantly appeared, flying towards the person who came out. Before the other party could react and defend, all the ice spikes exploded in front of him!

It wasn't over yet. As the explosion caused the shockwave, all the shattered ice fragments re-attached to his surroundings.

Crushed ice!

Ice spikes, ice explosions, and shattered ice were executed in one smooth motion, instantly obliterating the suddenly appearing second-tier heretic.

This commotion would surely be noticed by the guards inside. Without thinking twice, Celia immediately cast Lightness and Swiftness spells on herself and rushed into the small castle.

Sure enough, a rapid alarm sounded immediately from inside the small castle.

Celia used her mental energy to lock onto the guards, both overt and covert, and unleashed a barrage of ice spikes, killing all the guards and destroying their epaulets that were signaling an alarm in a very short time.

The whole world fell silent.

Celia sighed, "So, it would have been better to just do it this way from the beginning, instead of going through all that trouble to hack into the alarm system."

Ross laughed and said, "Don't worry, the alarm may have alerted the outside, but it hasn't disturbed the inside. You can go in now, and it will still be very quiet inside."

Celia was stunned for a moment, "How is that possible..."

Ross said, "I controlled the magic circle, making it refuse the alarm from entering."

The girl beamed, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Celia quickly arrived at the place where she had sensed the heretics descending.

This is a wall, and there is a painting on the wall.

As expected, the painting on the wall was the mechanism.

As Celia was about to touch the painting, Ross said, "Don't touch it. This is an alarm system. The real door-opening mechanism is under your feet. Just kick the tile next to your feet."

Celia was startled, then relieved, and quickly withdrew her hand.

"Wow, how could this cult stronghold be so wicked? They actually set up fake traps!"

The painting was so eye-catching that she thought it was the mechanism to open the secret passage.

It wasn't; it was the tiles underfoot?

Celia kicked hard, and magical fluctuations appeared on the wall in front of her.

Soon, a gap appeared in front of her.

"Let me see what's in here."

When Celia entered the secret room, what appeared before her was not a dark and gloomy underground passage, but a spacious corridor.