Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

“Alright.” Anthony ignored the nasty Pamisa and opened the package to begin assembling the phonograph.

Celia got off the sled and looked at a small hill in the distance.

That small hill was not an ice field; beneath the deep glacier, one could faintly see a different kind of trace.

“That’s the newly discovered ancient frozen ruins—the Sleeping Land. Don’t go near it unless you have to, otherwise, when those ground auroras erupt, nobody knows what will happen,” Pamisa said.

Celia nodded and looked into the distance beside her.

She could vaguely see some tents over there and exclaimed in surprise, "Mercenaries have come to explore already?"

Goref said, "That's natural. The far north has always been a key exploration area for the Northern Alliance mercenary groups. Treasures have been found here, and rare magical knowledge from a thousand years ago has been unearthed. This directly propelled the mercenaries who obtained it to become the top mercenary group in the Northern Alliance. They also cooperated with the Northern Alliance government, making them unparalleled for a time."

Celia had no interest in so-called rare spells. Not to mention that as a prospective saintess, the entire library of the Holy Magic Academy was open to her for free, Ross alone had countless spells that were even more advanced than [rare spells].

Putting everything else aside, the Ice Shield spell she learned from Ross was far more powerful than the Ice Shield spell learned by ordinary mages.

It's better to have a few powerful spells than a lot of useless ones.

This is why those old Dengs who had been suppressed and stayed at the third rank for more than ten years could not defeat Elena, who had just been promoted to the third rank, and were instantly killed by Elena, who had obtained the divine inheritance.

The spells that are incredibly appealing to mercenaries aren't appealing enough to Celia.

So she simply nodded and sighed, "This ruin hasn't been determined yet whether it's a high-level or low-level ruin, and we're already setting up camp here. Aren't we afraid of wasting our time if we find out it's a high-level ruin later?"

Anthony said, "It is precisely because of these advance teams' explorations that the level of danger of the ruins can be determined."

"That's true."

Celia looked at the ice layer where a hole had been dug out.

"Lord Ross, do you think this ruin might be the place we're looking for?"

Ross said, "It's possible. This ruin has a strong barrier against mental energy. If you try to penetrate it, it will knock you unconscious. It should be the 'high-level ruin' you mentioned. I'll be able to confirm it once that 'Aurora' appears."

"Ok!"

If so, that would be great; we wouldn't need to spend any more time looking for it.

Ross said, "If that's the case, there's no need to go any further."

Celia was taken aback. "Huh? Why?"

“Since the Polar Blood Alliance was able to extract Alina’s blood from her slumbering place, they must have high-level mages stationed there. Your strength is enough to deal with fourth-level mages, but if it’s a fifth-level mage, even if you can control their magic array, it might not be enough.”

"It seems so. If this is the case, wouldn't the Polar Blood Alliance have already explored it completely by now?"

If this ruin is Alina's resting place, the Arctic Blood Alliance will surely have fully explored and taken control of it.

But if that's the case, this place shouldn't still be being discovered as a ruin.

If this isn't...

"Let's wait until tonight. There's some fluctuation inside this ruin. Tonight, the so-called 'autumn' might appear."

Thinking of the nights in Koster, Celia looked at Parmisa and asked, "Miss Parmisa, what time does it take to get to bed here?"

Pamisa said, "It's nighttime from 1 a.m. to 4 a.m., and based on my research, the aurora should appear tonight. It's beautiful, and I guarantee you won't be disappointed."

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Chapter 367 Aurora

The team's location was some distance from the sleeping land.

This was specially chosen by Parmisa, representing the extreme area that the aurora borealis can affect.

She was ready to dance here and have Anthony record her beautiful dance moves.

At this moment, Anthony was diligently setting up the tent and the photo stand, preparing for the recording that evening.

The others weren't idle either. Griff and Celia were setting up their respective tents, Manica was helping Anthony, and Parmisa, as the client, was gazing into the distance, occasionally urging Anthony and Manica on.

After the setup was complete, several people suddenly approached from the mercenary encampment in the distance. They looked around the camp and asked, "Who is the captain?"

Parmisa stepped forward. "Yes, it is. Is there something you need?"

The mercenary looked at her, paused for a moment, and asked, "You are... Miss Pamisa, the mayor's daughter?"

"Correct."

"Oh, we're not really here. We just noticed you're stationed here and came to remind you that it's too close to the aurora borealis and you're easily affected by it. We suggest you move back a bit to the vicinity of our camp. It's safer there, and you can keep an eye on each other."

Parmisa shook her head. "No need, thank you."

"Ok."

The mercenaries left dejectedly.

Anthony said, "They certainly didn't come here with good intentions."

Goref scoffed, "Of course they wanted to rob us, but they didn't dare when they saw Pamisa."

As he spoke, he looked at Pamisa: "Pamisa is quite famous in the far north, haha, her name alone can scare away a group of mercenaries. It's a pity, I wanted to see someone rob her and then rob her back, haha."

Pamisa frowned, said nothing, looked at Anthony, and urged, "Is it ready yet? If it is, adjust the recording device. I need to record it first to confirm the standing posture."

"Right away, right away, don't rush."

Despite being constantly ordered around by Pamisa, Anthony remained unhurried and methodically perfected the final details of the tent.

Seeing this, Goref chuckled and said, "Pamisa, your servant is overstepping his bounds. The best way to deal with a servant like that is to give him a whipping."

Parmisa glanced at Goreve with displeasure and snorted. "How I treat my servants is my business. Mr. Goreve, just do your job. I think you should learn from Miss Shiro. Look at her, she hardly says anything and is always observing her surroundings."

Celia turned to look at Parmisa: "Miss Parmisa, is there something you need?"

"It's alright, you go about your business." Pamisa smiled at Celia.

"Ok."

Celia nodded and continued to observe her surroundings.

She planned to set up a simple magic circle around her.

Because Ross said that the aurora borealis at night could extend beyond their camp.

"If this is Alina's place of slumber, then that aurora is the magic of the dream attribute, the effect of which is to trap people in a dream and corrupt them in the dream - if the dream magic contains demonic pollution."

These were Ross's words. He also taught Celia a magic circle specifically for resisting dream pollution. Once set up, the area within the magic circle would be unaffected by dream pollution. Even if invaded by dream magic, nightmares could be transformed into beautiful dreams.

This magic circle is even transparent, so it won't affect the photos taken by Pamisa. In fact, it might even make her photos more beautiful.

"The 'aurora' manifested by the magic of dreams looks so beautiful. I even want to take a picture under the aurora," Celia thought to herself.

Ross laughed and said, "Take a picture if you want."

"But if I use camouflage now, the photos won't look good."

"Just restore it when you take the photo."

"That's true. I'll make a note of it then, and hopefully nothing will go wrong!"

After making her decision, Celia took some materials and ran around the camp to begin setting things up.

Time slowly approached night, or rather, the early hours of the morning.

As darkness fell, beautiful auroras slowly appeared in the sky.

At the same time, the ruins, which resembled a small mound, suddenly began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, as if resonating with the aurora borealis in the sky, a dazzling array of colorful magic slowly emerged from the cave entrance.

Strange fluctuations emanated from those vibrant colors.

Celia's eyes lit up.

"It really is the magic of dreams!"

Ross said, "It's dream elemental, but it's also contaminated with demonic energy, hidden in the dream's psychedelic colors, making it difficult to detect. Tell the others not to leave the area you've designated."

"it is good."

Celia looked at the others, who were all now drawn to the glowing hillside.

“Miss Pamisa, Miss Manica, Mr. Anthony, and Mr. Gorif, please be careful not to go beyond the area I walked in during the day.”

"Daytime, okay, no problem."

Pamisa didn't pay any attention, casually replied, and immediately urged Anthony to set up the phonograph. Then she ran to the phonograph and began preparations.

The dream spread slowly, like a gentle stream flowing this way.

About ten minutes later, the dazzling streams of light arrived nearby.

Pamisa began urging Anthony to begin, and then, against the backdrop of flowing light in the sky and on the ground, she began to dance.

While keeping a distance from them, Celia secretly canceled her disguise and used the photo-taking function of her bracelet to take a few beautiful photos of herself.

Manika was also following Pamisa's instructions and cooperating with her in performing certain actions.

Only Goref, not knowing what to do, could only listlessly look around.

He shook his head. "Although these aurora borealis are beautiful, is it really necessary to spend so much money to take pictures of them? Rich people are really strange."

As he spoke, he glanced at her and suddenly noticed that Celia, who was not far away, seemed to have changed and become very beautiful.

He paused for a moment, then looked again. Nothing had changed; he still looked the same ordinary person.

Goref rubbed his eyes.

"Am I dazzled?"

He shook his head, chuckling to himself that he hadn't been with a woman in so long that even ordinary women seemed beautiful to him.

He looked at Pamisa and secretly encouraged her.

"Such a beautiful girl is worthy of me. I must have Pamisa!"

Looking at Pamisa, Goref didn't notice that the aurora on the ground had quietly spread to his feet, covering his entire body along his legs.

He began to fantasize about what it would be like to receive Pamisa, and slowly a happy smile appeared on his face as he kept grinning foolishly.

Not only him, but Manica, Parmisa and Anthony were also gradually influenced without realizing it, and all fell into a beautiful dream.

Only Celia was unaffected.

She kept an eye on the approaching light.

Ross had taught her how to resist the invasion of dreams, so after everyone else had fallen into a beautiful dream, she let go of her burdens.

"Everyone's dreaming, so I'll just film myself! Let them dream a little longer."

With that thought in mind, Celia removed her disguise.

"I was almost discovered just now, it scared me to death."

The girl patted her chest and began taking beautiful photos.

She even extended an invitation to Ross: "Lord Ross! Come out and take a picture together! Such a beautiful scene is a rare sight."

Ross shook his head helplessly, appeared and took two pictures with her, saying, "Alright, it's time to wake them up. Something might happen here."

"Another unexpected turn of events."

The girl's cheeks were puffed up in anger.

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Chapter 368 Celia: I am superfluous

After taking a group photo with Ross, Celia reluctantly put down the bracelet and went to Pamisa.

"Let me see what they're dreaming about."

Celia reached out and placed her hand in front of Pamisa's cheek, closed her eyes, and felt it for a moment, her expression strange.

She glanced back at Anthony and shook her head.

"It's a special quirk of the rich."

After waking Pamisa, Celia didn't wait for her to slowly wake up. Instead, she went to Manica's side, interrupted her sweet dream, and took a peek at her dream.

"Reverse seduction of the young lady? Interesting."