Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Countless voices suddenly erupted, a stark contrast to the sparse applause during the first match. Not only was Celia startled, but the committee members also stood up in fright, thinking that the heretics had launched another attack.

Seeing that everyone was cheering for Celia, they breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and wiped away their cold sweat.

Several people even searched around for Ashburn and Satiffany's location, only to suddenly pause in surprise.

"Huh? Where are Her Majesty Ashburn and Her Majesty Satiffany? Where did they go?"

"They'll definitely hide and protect us from the shadows, you idiots."

"That's true, haha."

Ashburn and Satiffany, whom they were talking about, had already quietly taken action. After Celia appeared, they swiftly found all the heretics who were disguised as contestants, and through the clues provided by them and Celia, they found the place where the original contestants were imprisoned and released the real contestants.

Their actions were carried out in secret and did not affect Celia and the infidel team, who had already entered the competition area.

They stood opposite Celia, all with blank expressions, ignoring the cheers of the audience, simply watching Celia and her team quietly, without even saying any pre-match trash talk.

Doris stared at them, her brows furrowing slightly. "Something feels off."

But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

At this point, the referee began the countdown.

"10, 9... 2, 1, start!"

Chapter 348 The World Only Doris Doesn't Know

As soon as the word "start" was shouted, the player at the front of the opposing team immediately released layers of thick black mist.

Benovia recognized the origin of the black mist: "A dark spell called [Strange Envelopment], which reduces the perception and vision of both the sorcerer and the puppet. The countermeasure is the corresponding spell [Holy Dispel]."

Dark magic is opposed to holy magic, but this school of magic is not illegal magic. It is a magic school recognized by the Sorcerer's Guild. However, few people practice it because dark magic makes people feel uncomfortable and naturally makes them feel that the other party is not a good person.

Although the Sorcerers' Guild has repeatedly emphasized that the bad guys are people and have nothing to do with magic, and even cited some high priests of the Holy Court as examples, people still don't like it much, so much so that it is a very unpopular faction.

No one recognized this spell except Benovia.

Fortunately, she knew the person and provided a solution.

Phil immediately stepped forward, and a divine light emanated from her, quickly dispelling the nearby black mist.

Anke's water mist perception was also released, probing into the eerie illusion and vying for territory with its effects.

A cold light flashed from the black mist, and Doris manipulated her puppet to meet the attack, engaging in a fierce battle with the opponent's melee fighter.

She stared intently at the puppet whose surface was covered in a silvery-white glow. "What kind of magic is this?"

Benovia said, "【Silver Gold Wrap】 is a rare faction derived from the earth element, a defensive spell of the metal element. It generates a mithril-like metal to wrap around itself, and its defensive power is comparable to 【Earth Shield】. Its weakness... extreme high temperature might be one of them."

"Extreme high temperature?"

Doris's puppets began to blaze and charged forward.

As Celia watched her teammates begin their attacks and defenses, she sensed the situation through Phil's [Divine Link] and the [Water Mist Perception] she received, raising her staff.

A thin cloud appeared 10 meters above the competition venue, instantly condensing into a large number of raindrops that fell onto the venue.

A voice came from the other end: "Be careful, she's an ice mage. The rain might be her way of freezing us."

Everyone on the other side, including the puppet, immediately used their magic to prevent the raindrops from falling on them.

Celia smiled slightly.

"This sudden rain is just a trigger for your reaction."

She couldn't recreate the scene of everything being frozen, and even if she could, Celia didn't intend to do it.

Because the audience in the stadium had just emerged from the shadow of being frozen, her actions were sure to trigger a shock in them.

Therefore, she made it rain at will, simply to waste the other person's magic.

Of course, if the other party doesn't care...

She'll let them experience what it's like for raindrops to freeze and then burst.

The puppet was already engaged in battle with the enemy, wielding the sealed Myriad Lights Sword.

Bang!

Doris clashed with her opponent again, and was knocked back by the huge impact. Looking at her opponent's unshakable figure, she took a breath and couldn't help but say, "Their individual strength is so strong. Each of them is at the limit of the third tier, and they are all from rare factions."

Benovia was still observing the other side when she heard this and quickly said, "Hold on a little longer, I'm looking for their weaknesses."

Celia said, "They are individually very strong, but they have not formed a system. It's like the five of them are fighting their own battles. We can use the Judgment Battle Technique to see their strength."

Doris raised her longsword: "Very well."

Benovia rose up, radiating moonlight that enveloped the entire battlefield. Together with Anko's water mist perception, it eroded the area of ​​the eerie illusion, exposing everyone hidden in the black mist.

Seeing this, the enemy simply stopped hiding and directly commanded the puppets to rush over, aiming directly at Celia and the others.

"They want to bypass the puppets' lines and attack us directly."

"Well done!"

Under the radiant moonlight, Doris and the puppet's greatswords rose into thick flames, standing at the forefront.

With various buffs, Doris was incredibly brave, managing to withstand the attacks of two enemy puppets on her own.

Celia was still watching, not using her full strength.

She said softly, "They are still hiding their strength. Maybe we can turn the tables and push them all off the stage."

Through the divine link, Celia quickly established communication with the others.

The mage's hand locked onto the figures of the group in the thick fog, and Anke's water mist perception transformed into five attack lines, heading straight for them.

Above the sky, the rain clouds slowly transformed, quickly turning into an ice rain spell. The sharp ice rain poured down, splitting into five attack routes, precisely striking the five sorcerers.

The other side noticed and immediately used their respective defensive spells to defend themselves.

A smile appeared on Celia's lips as she raised her staff.

"burst."

The ice explosion immediately detonated the ice rain, quickly breaking through their defensive spells, and Anko's spells rapidly approached them.

“You’re not the only ones who possess spells that can affect others.” Anke waved his staff, and the movements of the opponent’s puppet immediately slowed down.

Doris seized the opportunity, bypassed the puppet, and quickly approached the five sorcerers.

"Fire, rise!"

boom!

"In the first round, Team Sacred One wins. Both teams, please leave your seats for a short break before starting the second round."

Doris remained highly excited in the temporary rest area.

She really enjoys the feeling of ending the game herself.

"I've been kept out of the competition by heretics for a while now, and I've been stuck in my room all day. My bones are practically rusting. I can't even go out to explore some ruins. Now I can finally fight."

Phil said, "Doris, liking to fight is not a good thing. As candidates for sainthood, we should use holy words to convince people, rather than relying on fighting."

Doris waved her hand: "Your fists aren't big, so no matter how nice your words are, it's useless. I have carefully observed the past Holy Maidens. They may seem gentle on the surface, but in reality, they are all top-notch combat forces of the Holy Court. When they get angry, they dare to hit even the Holy Lord!"

Phil said, "The 24th and 48th Saintesses didn't have that. They never fought, they always persuaded people with reason. They were the most popular and beloved Saintesses in the Holy Court."

“Ahem.” Celia interrupted their argument: “Save these things for the final election. This isn’t Ishtar, so keep these things to yourself.”

After a pause, Celia continued, "We'll need to change our tactics later. If we sense a sudden increase in the opponent's strength, Phil, you and I will use the Purification spell together. Anko, Doris, and Benovia, you stand in front and don't let them stop us from using the Purification spell."

Doris was taken aback. "Purification spell? Why?"

Celia said, "You'll find out soon enough. It's not convenient to say now. Just think about the effects of the purification spell, and then... be careful with the puppet's defenses. Don't let the puppet get destroyed."

Doris seemed to understand, but since it was Celia who said it, she nodded and said, "Alright then."

Soon, the second round began.

Chapter 349 Celia: Opponent? I thought it was a golf ball.

Even after entering the arena, Doris still couldn't understand what Celia had said.

The purpose of purification magic? Isn't that to purify curses?

Could these people be using sorcery?

Once on stage, Doris noticed the others' serious demeanor and sensed that the five opponents seemed different, so she also became serious.

As soon as the match began, she immediately summoned the puppet and rushed to the front.

She quickly noticed the unusual behavior of the five people.

After summoning the puppet, they actually charged forward together with it, completely disregarding formations and battle lines.

Their expressions seemed to have changed; their blankness now carried a hint of something else. Doris couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she found it very... eerie.

"Are they planning a ten-person free-for-all?"

The moment Doris had this thought, the puppet in front of her collided with the puppet in front of her.

The moment they clashed, a force at least twice as strong as before surged forth, sending her puppet flying backward and landing behind her, exposing her directly to her opponent.

Doris tensed up and was about to defend herself when she suddenly felt the warmth of the purification spell.

Under the radiance of the purification spell, the impact of everyone on the other side immediately slowed down, giving Doris a chance to retreat.

She quickly moved away from the front line and retreated back to stand in front of Celia and the others, standing before Celia.

"What's going on with these people?" she asked.

“They are heavily corrupted; they are heretics,” Phil said seriously.

As she spoke, she frowned slightly: "The pollution on these heretics is so strange, completely different from regular pollution, but they can absorb it."

After she finished speaking, her purification technique changed, taking on her ability to absorb pollution. Strands of gray-black light emerged from the five people and quickly entered her body.

Celia's heart tightened, and she was about to remind Phil not to absorb it when Ross's phantom appeared beside her. "Don't worry about it, let her absorb it, it'll be fine."

Celia had no choice but to shut up.

This kind of pollution imbued with divine power shouldn't be easily released into her body, but since Ross said it was fine, she chose to believe him.

Phil's absorption immediately caused the other party to suffer.

This familiar sight made the referee's expression change, and he was about to go up on stage when Ashburn's voice reached his ears: "Don't worry about it, let them fight, and we'll collect these guys' corpses after we've finished them off."

The referee relaxed, but still kept a close eye on the opponents of the Sacred One team.

"pagan!"

As more and more pollution was removed by Phil, the group went mad with pain.

One of them shouted "Long live the Blood Oath!" and charged forward, his body filled with surging magic and corruption.

He's going to blow himself up!

"How could we let you succeed in self-destruction?"

Having noticed his movements long ago, Celia had already manipulated her puppet to get to his vicinity.

The puppet raised its longsword, the tip of which was covered with a thick layer of ice, like the head of a hammer.

Within the ice layer were layers of mithril nets and withered threads, which transformed the longsword into the handle of a hammer.

The puppet aimed at the heretic who wanted to self-destruct, held the sword in both hands, and swung it hard like hitting a golf ball. The opponent immediately flew in an arc like a golf ball and fell to the ground outside.

A sturdy, transparent shield, like a large bell, held it in place.

boom!

The sound of the self-destruction echoed throughout the venue, sending a chill down everyone's spine.

The audience was stunned.

Fortunately, in the hands of a sixth-tier mage, the self-destruction of a third-tier mage was like an ordinary firecracker, without releasing a single trace of energy, and was firmly imprisoned within the great bell shield.

When their minds are affected by pollution, they cannot exert 100% of their strength and are more likely to ignore their surroundings.

Although the initial contact put some pressure on Doris and Benovia, after the purification spell was released, they were like dump trucks—possessing immense strength, yet completely at the mercy of others' manipulation and toying.

Celia manipulated the puppets like a golf ball, hitting them one by one to send them flying, leaving Ashburn and Satiffany to deal with their self-destruction debris.