Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"But for the Northern League, these rats could be the plague."

Nicodimus was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "You're right. I'm afraid everything about the Northern Alliance is leaking through the heretics like a sieve. So, the heretics might cause trouble again tomorrow... If your qualifications are reinstated later, I'll tell the committee about this. But, maybe they won't care even if I do."

Benovia was utterly perplexed: "Even after all this, you still don't care?"

"Because Archduke Gerard, who made Adrian hold on, will be in charge of security at the stadium tomorrow."

"I see."

Celia asked Ross in her mind, "If a sixth-tier mage is in charge of the arena, will the arena be safe?"

Ross shook his head: "In the eyes of the Arctic Blood Alliance, the Northern Alliance is like a sieve. They expected the arrival of that sixth-tier mage. From what I've seen, I'm afraid the sixth-tier mage will not only be unable to stop them from causing trouble, but will also be completely outmaneuvered by them in the end."

Celia's heart skipped a beat: "Is it that scary?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

"Ok."

……

night.

Adrian sternly rejected the attempt by Nicodimers and Ista to use their power to pressure others, and did not budge on Celia's eligibility to compete, still insisting on canceling her participation.

After everyone left, he wiped the sweat from his brow and went to a secluded spot.

"I have successfully completed my mission, Your Excellency Gerrard. But if I do not relent by tomorrow at the latest, I am afraid I will be the one disqualified."

"That's enough. Without this mage who can hurt a fourth-tier mage, my child was able to lead his team to victory easily. Well done. After you hand over the mage league, I will arrange training for you to help you complete the advancement trial and advance to the sixth tier."

“Thank you, Your Majesty Gerard. It is my honor to serve you.” Adrian was very excited.

He was originally prepared to back down, since this matter was originally just a matter of saving face, but now everyone is on the opposite side, and the pressure from all sides is making it hard for him to breathe.

Just then, Grand Duke Gerard of the Northern Alliance appeared, supporting his actions and giving him the courage and reward to continue the fight.

The allure of advanced training far surpasses that of any mage league.

If he were a sixth-tier mage, let alone a single player, even if someone tried to intimidate him, he could arbitrarily kick that team out!

"If the heretics continue to cause trouble tomorrow, we urge His Majesty Gerrard to intervene and ensure the smooth running of the match."

The audacity of the Arctic Blood Alliance made Adrian break out in a cold sweat. He was now on tenterhooks, worried that any slight movement might be the work of a heretic, and if another heretic caused trouble tomorrow...

Grand Duke Gerard waved his hand dismissively.

"They're just heretics; if they dare to cause trouble, I'll show them what happens when they anger me!"

Chapter 339 President, why are you talking nonsense?

The next day, at the competition venue.

Two-thirds fewer people came to watch the game today; the stands were mostly empty.

Just last night, after confirming that Adrian had firmly refused to rescind his decision, Celia contacted the reporters who had been trying to reach her, issuing a warning that the heretics might continue their actions today, and that for their own safety, it was best not to come to watch the match.

Meanwhile, Celia disguised herself and walked into the arena, standing at the edge to see what the heretics were up to today.

As for Benovia and the others, they believed Celia's words. Although they came, they did not intend to play and planned to convey their refusal to play to the committee when the referee called them onto the field.

After that, they stayed far away, ensuring their safety, and watched what happened on the field.

The time came quickly.

The team from the Northern League has already entered the game, while the other side is completely empty.

The referee looked at the Ista delegation's rest area: "Sacred Team One, if you do not come up in the last three minutes, it will be considered a forfeit of the match."

The Northern League teams responded with taunts.

"Hahaha, could it be that you're scared?"

"That Miss Celia, who seriously violated the rules, even said in the newspaper that there was a heretical attack today. Are you afraid of heretics?"

"I heard you're from the Holy Court. So the Holy Court is full of cowards like you, hahaha!"

"I let you guys win the day before yesterday, but you only played once and then ran away. That's really boring."

"..."

Soon, the instructors of the Holy Magic Academy conveyed the wishes of the Holy Squad One to the committee via broadcast.

Just as the referee was about to announce the winning team, the sky suddenly went dark.

Everyone looked up and saw a black vortex suddenly appear in the sky.

Within the vortex, a terrifying aura of demonic pollution emanated.

A figure soared into the air, Gerald flying towards the vortex, his arrogant voice echoing throughout the arena: "The match will proceed as scheduled. Hmph, mere heretics, nothing to worry about."

After saying that, he summoned a puppet, which held a sword that shone with purple light and had streaks of lightning flowing across it.

He faced the vortex head-on, blocking all its aura, exuding an air of arrogance.

On the competition stage, the referee breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Archduke Gerrard approaching.

Just as he was about to declare victory, something unexpected happened under his feet.

The once solid stage suddenly transformed into a black vortex.

All the contestants, including the referees, were sucked into the vortex.

The underground vortex resonated with the vortex in the sky, instantly generating an extremely strong suction force that pulled everyone at the competition venue towards the two vortexes.

In an instant, all the ordinary spectators were lifted into the air and flew towards the two vortexes.

Some unlucky ones were sucked into the middle, and the forces on both sides pulled them apart on the spot.

All of this happened in a mere second.

Gerald in the sky tried to stop it, but was sucked into the vortex in the sky.

At the same time, several terrifying magical missiles suddenly flew from afar, heading straight for the opponent.

Each missile carries terrifying energy that even a sixth-tier mage must treat with caution.

On the committee seat, Adrian, his face pale, rushed frantically toward the vortex on the ground.

When he arrived above the vortex, he discovered that it wasn't magic, but rather—

Subspace tunnel!

Both this vortex and the vortex in the sky are subspace channels that were artificially torn open.

Adrian didn't know where this subspace portal led, but the terrifying, polluted aura emanating from it made even a fifth-tier mage like him feel terrified.

He tried to attack, but found that his attack was completely useless.

At the edge of the arena, Celia sat firmly in her chair, unaffected by the suction.

Beside her, Ross's figure slowly materialized.

Celia looked at Ross: "Lord Ross, this warp entrance..."

“This is the Gate of the Abyss,” Ross affirmed. “It was inevitable that these heretics would unite and open the Gate of the Abyss.”

"It really is the legendary abyss..."

Celia had heard about the Abyss from Ross many times.

She knew that Ross was sealed in an endless abyss.

It seemed to be below an abyss, and to get there one would have to cross the entire abyss.

According to Ross, the Abyss is a hell filled with powerful monsters. Magic is scarce there, and what exists is a pollution of demonic energy that can drive people mad. Most of the monsters there are only capable of killing, and if they escape from the Abyss, they will surely cause devastation and widespread pollution in a region.

Jonathan even said that the reason why the calamity five hundred years ago lasted so long was related to the God-King opening the gates of the abyss.

And now...

Celia stared nervously at the two vortexes, her heart pounding: "The opening of the Abyss Gate caused five hundred years of calamity. Now, is the calamity about to begin?"

Ross shook his head with amusement: "The opening of the Abyss Gate depends on who opens it. How could the Abyss Gate opened by the God-King be the same as the Abyss Gate opened by a low-level mage?"

"Whether a gate to the abyss of this level can destroy this city is a question, but destroying an arena is no problem."

Celia saw that some first-tier mages were also sucked in.

Gerald in the sky was dealing with an attack coming from afar, while Adrian on the ground was trying to launch an attack, but the Abyss Gate remained unmoved and showed no intention of closing.

The suction of the Abyss Gate was getting stronger, and the contestants who came to participate in the competition were already running out under the guidance of their delegations.

Meanwhile, the heads of the delegations from the various empires chose to remain indifferent and observe.

Adrian, already in a frenzy, saw that Nicodimus, who was standing nearby watching the show instead of helping, and immediately shouted angrily, "Lord Nicodimus, what are you standing there watching for? Come and help us now!"

Nicodimus chuckled: "I wouldn't dare, President Adrian. I'm afraid that if I act rashly, the remaining contestants from our school will be disqualified."

Adrian retorted angrily, "Then I need you to assist me now!"

Nicodimus's expression slowly turned cold: "What, does the league committee have so much power that it can command the whole world?"

"You...you believe I can disqualify all the athletes from your Ishtar Empire?"

Adrian was pale. After learning about this, he feared he was in grave danger, to the point that he started talking nonsense.

Nicodimus chuckled: "The other empires' fifth-tier mages didn't help you either. I suggest you disqualify everyone and let your Northern Alliance compete on its own."

Before Adrian could say anything more, a frenzied roar erupted from within the Abyss Gate.

The next moment, a monster passed through the gate to the abyss and came to the stage. Its mouth was full of blood, which meant that the person who was sucked in was probably in grave danger.

After it emerged, it once again raised its head and let out a long howl, announcing its arrival.

Subsequently, more and more monsters passed through the Gate of the Abyss and descended upon this land!

Chapter 340 Ross: Just wait for them to come begging to you.

"The events surrounding the Gates of the Abyss can be divided into three phases."

"In the first stage, once it opens, it will suck in all the creatures in the vicinity to attract monsters and make them notice that the Abyss Gate is open. After that, a continuous stream of monsters will run out of the Abyss Gate."

"Generally speaking, during the suction phase, monsters will appear to block the sorcerers outside and provide more prey for the Abyss Gate. However, it may be because there are fewer monsters in the Abyss now that monsters have only come out now."

"The second stage is the demon invasion stage. Relying on the Abyss Gate, they launch indiscriminate attacks on the surrounding area, allowing demonic energy to conquer cities and territories, and gradually occupy the entire continent."

"If we can withstand the monsters' attack, we will enter the third stage, pulling the resistance line back to the vicinity of the Abyss Gate. This will allow people to continuously purify the demonic energy of the Abyss Gate, thus gradually weakening it. At this time, monsters inside the Abyss Gate will attack at any time, and there is a possibility that an extremely powerful monster will appear as the final boss of the event."

Ross is explaining the Abyss event chain to Celia.

Looking at the two Abyss Gates being attacked by Gerald and Adrian, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Two idiots. They don't even know that Abyss Gates can only be purified and that attacks are ineffective. They just know how to attack in a fit of impotent rage, thinking that this will smash the Abyss Gates. They're dreaming. To smash the Abyss Gates, you need at least the strength to smash the Protoss Tree."

Celia asked curiously, "Is the Abyss related to the Star Spirit Tree?"

Ross said that the Protoss Tree would cause pollution, but he didn't seem to say anything about the specifics of the Abyss.

"The Star Spirit Tree is related to the entire system of the Old Gods. A large part of the divine authority is obtained from the Star Spirit Tree. After the authority is obtained, corresponding demonic energy will be generated. The Abyss is the destination of all demonic energy. Perhaps the first generation of Old Gods suffered greatly from the invasion of demonic energy, so they united to open up the Abyss and poured all the demonic energy into it."

"In the beginning, the Abyss may have been just an ordinary subspace, but under the long-term influence of demonic energy, it has now become a stable world closely connected with reality."

As they were talking, the monsters on the field were already fighting Adrian and Gerald.

The two sorcerers were now furious.

Adrian's anger stems from the fact that after the league season, he will likely be imprisoned, and not only that, he will be ridiculed by the world, becoming the focus of heated discussion throughout the entire Starfall Continent.

Gerrard's anger stemmed from his son, whom he had intended to send to the round of 16. However, Gerrard was drawn to the Abyss Gate in the sky and failed to anticipate the changes on the ground, resulting in his son being sucked into the abyss and his fate remaining unknown.

Meanwhile, he was distracted by the attack that came from afar, preventing him from rescuing his son immediately. He could only watch helplessly as his son disappeared.

He and Adrian had switched positions; Gerald was now below, and Adrian was above, along with other fourth-tier mages from the Northern Alliance, to clear out the monsters and attack the Abyss Gate.

As for the other empires' participating delegations, they... have already left, and the remaining high-ranking mages are also...

Sit on the sidelines.

They pointed and made mocking noises.

what?

help?

No, no, what if they cancel our participation?