Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Chapter 333 To touch her is to be an enemy of the Empire

In emergency situations, Celia rarely smiles.

Unless you're genuinely so angry you laugh.

"You guys are really something. Such a large league committee, yet not a single person understands magic arrays."

Celia watched as half the audience members struggled to get out, while the rest, those further away, remained frozen.

The committee and all the mages capable of unfreezing the ice are simply too busy to handle it all.

Their lives are slipping away.

They clearly had a chance to be saved...

Celia was smiling, but tears kept flowing down her face.

She could withstand the power of a fourth-tier mage, but it was somewhat difficult. If it were a matter of escaping, she might be able to run away.

But what she had to do was save lives.

There's absolutely no way to solve this.

The girl felt wronged. Most of her tears were because she clearly had the opportunity to save lives, but because of the obstruction of her "friendly forces," she could only watch helplessly as many lives were lost before her eyes.

A small part of it was frustration; she was both amused and brought to tears.

The girl looked at Ross in her mental space.

"Lord Ross..."

Ross looked at her. "Do you want to continue? If you do, it won't be as simple as just being disqualified."

"I want to save people," the girl said firmly.

Ross nodded. "Okay, let me do it."

"it is good!"

Celia immediately released control of her body.

The next second, her crying stopped.

Ross looked at the sorcerer who was controlling Celia, his eyes cold.

The next second, propelled by his mental power, he instantly broke free from the fourth-tier mage's restraints and charged towards the next core node like a cannonball.

Caught off guard, the sorcerer looked at 'Celia's' retreating figure and said angrily, "Trying to run away?"

After saying that, he rushed over and, after Ross dealt with the node, arrived in front of him, angrily saying, "What are you doing? You're telling me that throwing the audience out is saving the audience?"

Ross didn't waste any words with him. The next second, he rushed towards the next node like a cannonball.

Upon seeing this, the fourth-tier mage immediately unleashed a spell.

Ross raised his hand, and an ice shield imbued with a large amount of magic was conjured up, blocking the spell's attack.

After throwing out the last audience member from the core node, Ross looked at the frozen arena and frowned slightly.

"That's far from enough; we'll have to resort to some drastic measures."

Seeing that the sorcerer was still relentless, Ross raised his hand, creating numerous tiny ice needles formed from the Ice Rain spell along the path of the charging sorcerer.

The ice needles were very small, like a tiny strand of hair.

Each ice needle contains a burning flame inside.

These ice needles clung together to form an ice ball about the size of a head—containing at least tens of thousands of ice needles!

The next moment, the sparks inside all the ice needles seemed to trigger a chain reaction, bursting out instantly and causing the ice needle cluster to explode, resulting in a powerful explosion close to the fourth level!

boom!

The explosion sent the surrounding stands flying.

Completely unaware of Ross's attack, the fourth-tier mage was caught off guard and took the brunt of the explosion head-on. He was sent flying backward and crashed into the giant stone wall behind the stands, creating a deep hole.

Ignoring the other party's situation, Ross floated into the air under the support of his mental power and arrived on the central stage.

A new ball of ice needles quickly condensed in his palm, which he then tossed into the air, creating a small explosion.

The explosion split the ice needle sphere into dozens of ice spikes made of countless ice needles, which accurately hit the audience members at all the nodes of the [Freeze All Things] magic circle.

A total of 36 people!

None of these people could resist the ice spikes. After the ice spikes pierced their heads, they exploded like watermelons, and their bodies fell straight down.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding residents, who had already been unsealed, let out screams of terror and panicked, rushing to run outside.

"Murder! Murder!"

"The player committed murder!"

"Run!"

"vomit--"

"..."

Those people who were quickly released from the seal because the magic circle was broken, upon seeing the headless corpses, panicked and followed the main group to run away.

The entire audience area was in complete chaos.

Ross ignored the panicked audience and looked at Celia in the mental space, asking, "Next, you will face questioning and murder charges. I'll give you two choices: let me handle it, or you handle it yourself?"

Celia smiled easily: "I'll handle it! Lord Ross, thank you. In the end, it was thanks to you that thousands of viewers were saved. As for the accusations that follow, I can handle them. There's no need to trouble Lord Ross with such trivial matters. Besides, I believe my school will stand by me, and they will help me."

Ross nodded. "Okay."

After saying that, he returned control of his body to Celia.

As soon as Celia regained control of her body, she immediately felt that the abundant magical power within her had been almost completely depleted.

Those two spells requiring extreme micro-management had unexpectedly consumed so much magic power.

Keep in mind that Rose was the one in control.

If she comes...

Celia didn't think she could do that.

A single ice puck contains tens of thousands of ice needles, and within each ice needle lies a singularity fire. The control over these needles is far beyond what Celia can match.

Is it only by reaching this level that a third-tier mage has a chance to injure a fourth-tier mage?

As she watched the fourth-tier mage emerge from the hole, seemingly seriously injured but not in mortal danger, Celia thought to herself.

However, if Lord Ross wanted to kill that sorcerer, he should be able to do it, right?

The reason for only injuring him was mainly to prevent the situation from escalating; we had to let him cool off somewhere else.

Celia stood on the stage, looking at the numerous mages who had rushed over and surrounded her.

“Ishtar Empire contestant, Celia, do you know what you’re doing?”

"You went berserk on the field and killed dozens of spectators; that's a capital offense!"

"Hands up immediately and accept the League's judgment!"

Celia raised her head, looking fearlessly at the many sorcerers surrounding her, and said coldly, "I killed heretics, a group of heretics who tried to kill thousands of innocent spectators. They are the criminals who deserve to die."

"Words are no proof. Your actions are extremely serious and have had a very serious impact on the Mage League. Go to court and talk to the judge."

The crowd slowly pressed forward.

The terrifying pressure made Celia start to have difficulty breathing.

Just then, Nicodimus's figure appeared before her.

He raised his head and looked at the Northern Alliance mages who surrounded him. The powerful pressure of a fifth-tier mage instantly shattered the combined pressure of the many mages and forced them down from the air.

His voice was very calm, reaching everyone's ears—

"To touch her is to be an enemy of the Holy Magic Academy and the Ishtar Empire."

I originally planned to write this chapter tonight, but I was in a good mood and worried I wouldn't be able to finish it, so I just wrote it and posted it now.

Chapter 334 Celia Unleashes Her Full Power

On the field, tensions were high.

In the stands, many people were still not out of the game.

This includes war correspondents from all over the world.

These people, who specialize in recording major events, have a very nice name:

New bard.

The new bards specifically recorded major events that ordinary people had no chance to witness, spreading them throughout the world.

Old bards sang stories, passing them down orally, spreading tales of major events and heroic deeds throughout the world.

Now, new bards have joined the merchant guild, using its resources to record major events and stories on paper and spread them throughout the world.

This paper is called the Epic Chapter, also known as a newspaper.

The tense standoff on the stage was recorded by countless bards, all watching the situation below with anticipation, hoping that the powerful mages of the Ishtar Empire would clash with the League Committee.

All the war correspondents felt that this Warlock League was well worth the trip.

Unexpected things happen every day.

It was even more ferocious than the year the war broke out.

Under the tense and expectant gazes of the many audience members and bards, the confrontation on the stage began to change.

Ultimately, the League Committee's sorcerers did not clash with the fifth-tier Nicodimus.

There was a fifth-tier committee mage present, namely the league president, Adrian.

The Mage League is held every four years, and the position of president is also held every four years. Each time, the president is nominated by the empire that has been granted the right to host the league and is responsible for the preparations for the league.

Therefore, Adrian is a member of the Northern League, serving not only on the committee but also as a high-ranking Duke within the Northern League.

To some extent, his actions also represented the attitude of the Northern Alliance.

If he really fights Nicodimus, it means...

Ultimately, Adrian did not choose to do so.

Even so, he felt he had a high chance of winning.

But he dared not gamble on what Nicodimers said.

Even though the Ishtar Empire has gradually split into five major empires and a bunch of small countries over the past few centuries, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. In recent years, the Holy Court seems to have carried out reforms, and the Holy Lord may have even broken through to the legendary seventh rank.

He didn't dare to gamble.

There's no need to gamble.

However, even if we don't fight, we still need to save face.

Adrian stared at Nicodimus and said coldly, "Lord Nicodimus, you should know what this contestant is doing. This is not an underground arena; this is the Mage League. She's acting like a madwoman, killing dozens of spectators. Does the Ishtar Empire intend to protect murderers?"

“Celia is an outstanding student at our Holy Magic Academy. Her character has been certified by the Holy Court, and she would never do anything to harm innocent spectators. Instead of trying to condemn her without any evidence, why not listen to what she has to say?”

"What explanation can exonerate a murderer? No matter how many excuses there are, even if it's atonement or no memory of the crime, he is still a murderer and needs to be judged by law!"

Nicodimus didn't respond, but looked at Celia behind him.

"Celia, explain to everyone. Don't be nervous, the school and the Holy Court will stand behind you."

"Thank you, Professor Nicodimers."

Celia stepped forward, facing Adrian directly, her eyes showing no fear. "President Adrian, I would like to ask, what are heretics and cultists considered in the Northern Alliance? If I see a cultist indiscriminately killing people and I kill him, would I also be considered a murderer in the Northern Alliance?"

Adrian frowned. "Are you suggesting that the 36 innocent spectators you killed were so-called 'heretics'? In the Northern Alliance, even heretics have the right to atone for their sins. They may just be pitiful people who have been misled."

Celia laughed: "You mean, even if heretics kill indiscriminately, attempting to kill thousands of innocent people, they still have the right to atone. But if I kill them to save these thousands, I'll become a murderer on trial, even if I 'atone'?"

Adrian was speechless.

A fourth-tier mage asked, "How did you determine that they were all heretics? They had no power to resist your spells, so how could they have harmed thousands of spectators?"

Celia looked at him like he was an idiot and sneered, "You were involved in the thawing operation too, weren't you? Tell me, if the frozen people hadn't suddenly thawed at the last moment, how many people could you have saved? You don't actually think the ice suddenly thawed because there was no magic to provide for it to melt naturally, do you? If that's what you think, I suggest you go see a doctor... Oh, the doctor might be disappointed because there's nothing in your head."