Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"Lord Ross, if all of this was brought about by you...the Industrial Revolution? Then why does the book say that you are an evil god who brought calamity to the world?"

"The main gods don't want to see anyone break away from them and develop independently. History is written by the victors. I lost to the twelve main gods. The pen is in their hands, and they can write it however they want."

Of course, being the Fourth Calamity, it can't be said that it's completely devoid of the things stereotypically associated with evil gods.

Ross was somewhat annoyed. If it were him now, he would definitely crush the twelve Olympian gods if he faced them again. Within the sealed land, he had completely mastered all his abilities and even improved them considerably.

When I get out, I'll tear your temples down!

However, it's best to keep a low profile until then, lest those old fogies discover this and patch up the loophole that is Celia.

"Are you... still sealed away by the gods, unable to escape?"

Ross could sense that Celia was having other ideas.

He didn't care, he just nodded, "That's right, give me 50 V, help me break the seal, and I will appoint you as the new chief god."

Chapter 3 Radiant City

This operation resulted in the arrest of 5 heretics and 12 believers. The 12 believers have been handed over to the church in Silverfrost Town. They only took the heretics with them and boarded the patrol vehicle bound for Ember City, where the Holy Court and the Holy Magic Academy are located.

Along the way, Ross became very interested in this world that had transformed from virtual to real, and Celia acted as his guide, introducing him to all sorts of things. Ross, in turn, shared some of the 'secrets' of those things with her.

As the surrounding desolate villages were gradually replaced by bustling towns, Celia happily introduced the city to Ross, saying, "We've arrived at Shining City. This city is the center of the Holy Court, and legend has it that it was built on the ashes of an evil god's corpse..."

Celia's explanation suddenly stopped.

Oops, I accidentally said too much.

She quickly looked at Ross's expression.

Ross asked, "Which evil god?"

"……you."

"I'm not dead yet, so where would the ashes come from? Even if I were dead, I couldn't possibly be on Starfall Continent. I remember I went to the God Realm specifically to fight the twelve main gods one-on-one. If there really are evil god ashes, then they must be from other evil gods." Ross was somewhat puzzled.

Dude, you old fogies, you even want to change this?

"The only one who can be called an evil god is Ross... you, sir. Everyone else is either a follower of an evil god or a demon."

Celia noticed that Ross seemed somewhat bewildered and stunned by her 'death' in Shining City.

Is it possible that everything in history books is wrong?

"Those old guys actually managed to come up with more evil gods to lower the prestige of evil gods." Ross clicked his tongue in amazement, not noticing the change in Celia's mentality.

The style of Shining City fits the fantasy setting, with most of the buildings having pointed roofs. The adhesive between the building materials is not cement, but an adhesive mixed with magical materials. It serves the same purpose as cement, supporting the construction of tall buildings. However, the tallest building in Shining City is only twenty or thirty meters high, and there are no skyscrapers.

"Tell me in detail about the background of this City of Radiant Ashes, and I'll see just how outrageous it can be."

Celia looked out the window at the bustling streets and softly recited, "A thousand years ago, the gods and the evil gods..."

Celia looked at Ross.

“It’s alright, the evil god in the story isn’t me, go ahead.”

"The gods and evil gods fought a great battle for three springs, summers, autumns, and winters. Mountains were leveled, rivers dried up, the earth cracked, and storms raged..."

"It did take quite a while... Wait, you're saying my fight with the twelve Olympian gods happened a thousand years ago?"

Celia nodded.

Ross frowned slightly, lost in thought. After a long while, seeing that Celia did not continue, he gestured for her to continue.

"...In the end, the gods used lightning to burn the evil god's body to ashes, scattering them across the battlefield, while his soul was sealed in an endless abyss. This battlefield of the gods became known as the Wasteland, a wasteland filled with an unpurifiable filth that spread throughout the world."

"Only after the calamity was resolved did the gods notice this additional filth. In order to resolve the filth and prevent the resurrection of evil gods, the gods built a city here as the headquarters of the new Holy Court, named Shining City."

After Celia finished speaking, she carefully observed Ross and found that he did not show any bad expression. On the contrary, he seemed to be listening to a story, while also observing the huge city.

It seems... the 'evil god' in the story really has nothing to do with the evil god in front of me.

The story was too absurd for him, so he kept looking at the scenery outside.

wrong!

Could he be studying the defenses of Shining City? If we attack Shining City to reclaim his body, wouldn't I... become a sinner?!

Celia's heart tightened.

"I'm not that bored. My body is perfectly fine. I'm just surprised by the time span. What are you, a first-tier mage, worrying about in a city defense battle? You should focus on your cultivation." Ross shook his head. "The background of this city is too fake. Just like the errors I pointed out before, the background story of this city has been BBC-ized. I really don't know what these gods are trying to do. Do they really not want human civilization to develop?"

History has been rewritten, but time should not be... Does that mean I've been sealed away by the gods for a thousand years?

After being sealed, Ross could not feel the passage of time, but only felt himself becoming more and more familiar with his own power, and then allowed the power that had reached its limit to continue to grow slowly.

For him, the time from being sealed to being summoned was both very long and very short. It was as if he had only sensed the faint summoning after millions of years, or as if he had just transmigrated and become an evil god, only to be summoned by Celia the next moment.

This thousand years seemed to have been skipped over until it reached Celia's mind, at which point the stagnant time began to turn again.

Let's just say he was summoned right after becoming an evil god.

Seeing that Celia still looked doubtful, Ross thought that breaking the seal might depend on her, so he said, "Do you know why I am called an evil god, and why the gods only gave me this title?"

Celia shook her head.

"I stripped them of their faith on Starfall Continent, turning countless people into abelievers and weakening their power. To them, I am the most evil being."

The inevitable path for most Starfall players is to modify myths and legends or spread the idea of ​​no faith in order to reduce the number of believers of the gods and permanently weaken them before fighting the boss. Except for a few players who challenge high difficulty, most players will do the task of weakening faith before fighting the boss to reduce the difficulty of the boss.

In the game, it's just a "20% reduction in all attributes," but for Celia, it's a battle of faith among the gods.

"Are you turning the followers of the gods into heretics?"

"No, I don't need the power of faith. I can directly make everyone stop believing in gods. That's why, after I became a god, the gods called me an evil god."

"Oh……"

Clearly, these things were a bit unbelievable to Celia, and she was somewhat bewildered by what she heard.

She didn't understand the conflict of faith between gods; she only knew that Ross seemed to have done something that angered all the gods, which was why he was labeled an evil god.

There was only one thing she could tell: the evil god named Ross was not as chaotic and evil as described in the book; on the contrary... he was just a god who had lost a battle.

Like those ancient gods who faded into obscurity in lost eras.

However, only Ross was given the title of evil god.

Well, even if he is evil and everything he says is just seductive rhetoric, it's not something a mere first-tier mage like myself can handle.

As Celia's psychological burden gradually eased, she began to think about another problem—

Before returning to school, they needed to hand over the heretics to the jury within the Holy See.

As an evil god, can Ross go to the Holy Court?

That place is the temple of the gods!

Chapter 4 Report

The patrol vehicle stopped outside the Holy Court's headquarters—the Temple of Ember. The group exited the platform and arrived at the gate of the Temple of Ember.

Two Holy Court knights in heavy armor stood at the entrance. When they saw the group approaching, one of them stepped forward.

"Please show me your pass."

Elena stepped forward and showed her pass. The knight glanced at the heretics bound behind him and shook his head. "The quality of heretics is getting worse and worse."

Elena smiled and said, "It's just a small test for the prospective saintess, perfect."

The guards said nothing more and let them in.

The Temple of Embers was very large, but Elena, as a mentor, had been there many times and knew the way well. She quickly led everyone to the square in front of the Court of Law.

There are already quite a few teams of teachers like Elena here, mentoring students.

Including Celia's team, there are a total of five teams.

Upon seeing their arrival, one of the group's instructors greeted them, "Elena, you've finally arrived! Why were you so slow?"

"The place we went to was quite far away, so it took us a while to get back."

"I see. These heretics are hiding themselves more and more deeply."

"..."

While the teacher was speaking, Ross noticed that Celia would occasionally glance longingly at the other squads... and the puppets, or rather, the golems, beside her.

I initially thought she just didn't want to bear the consequences of making a wish, but now it seems she really wants a magic puppet.

Ross didn't know what was so good about this thing. He thought it would be better to get a few pets in the wild, which could level up with their owners and would be more convenient.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, children. I am Vasily, the presiding priest of the court. May God protect you."

The group emerged from the Court of Justice. After introducing himself, the white-bearded old man at the head clapped his hands and said, "Thank you all for your escort along the way. Leave these heretics to the Knights of Judgment. Please have a few candidates for saintess come forward."

Five girls stepped out from their respective groups, and Celia was one of them.

Apart from Celia, the other girls were not wearing the black robes issued by the Holy Court; instead, they were all dressed in beautiful gowns or dresses.

“Children, tell me, how did you capture these heretics? Doris went back first, you go first.”

A girl named Doris, dressed in a Gothic-style dress, held her head high like a proud little peacock as she approached Vasily.

"Good afternoon, Grandpa Vasily."

Vasily stroked his beard and smiled broadly. "Good afternoon, Doris. Let's begin the report."

"Alright, based on the clues, I successfully located the heretical stronghold for this mission, confirming it to be the stronghold of one of the twelve heretics—the Deep Sea Aid Society… This operation successfully captured one sorcerer, five ordinary heretics, and seized a magic puppet!"

Doris was very pleased with herself. She controlled the puppet to perform a knightly salute, showing everyone the battle marks that covered her puppet.

These are all proof of the trials.

"A fantastic achievement, but it was too risky. You've only been enrolled for a month and have just stepped onto the path to godhood. Be careful not to get injured. Next..."

Celia was last in line. As she listened to the reports from the other candidates, she sensed that Ross was also watching. She thought to herself, "The trial of heretics is the responsibility of the Tribunal. Our school only assists the Knights of Justice in arresting heretics. We do not have the power to try them. This operation is a trial for the candidates to become saintesses. I... am also a candidate saintesse."

She had assumed that Ross would not dare to show himself once he entered the temple, but to her surprise, he was not only still there, but was also openly observing her without any fear.

"It's a bit different from the various messy temple sects I know. I'm asking you, besides the Holy Court, are there any other sects that believe in a true god? For example, the Temple of Light, the Temple of War, are they still around?"

"No, after the Age of Calamity ended, the gods unified all the temples and beliefs into one, called the Holy Court. They no longer worshipped any single god. Except for a few temples that were still named after gods, the rest were converted into churches of the Holy Court." As a prospective saintess, Celia was very familiar with these things.

She felt a little uneasy while explaining, as if she were aiding the enemy...

But if what Ross said before is true, and he was labeled an evil god because he lost the battle, rather than because he committed all sorts of evil deeds, then... it's alright.

Celia didn't know whether the Holy Court's history was correct or what Ross said was correct; given her status, she should believe the Holy Court's scriptures.

However, Ross's words are not entirely without merit.

After learning that Ross couldn't get out, Celia had a bold idea.

"Celia, it's your turn."

Vasily's voice came, and Celia snapped out of her daze, took two steps forward, and came to Vasily's side.

She could feel the scrutinizing gazes of the other four prospective saintesses behind her, but it didn't affect her report.

"Good afternoon, Grandpa Vasily. The heretical stronghold I destroyed has been confirmed to be a stronghold of the Abyss Cult. Unfortunately, the sorcerers there have already left. I only managed to capture 5 heretics and release 12 innocent civilians..."

“The Abyss Cult?” Vasily raised an eyebrow. “You’ve taken a greater risk than Doris. Fortunately, the sorcerers there have left, or your trial would have failed.”

The operation of capturing ordinary heretics was not particularly noteworthy in the Holy See, but the perpetrators were all rookies who had only been learning magic for a month. Vasily did not hold back his praise, giving them recognition and rewards after they finished reporting their work.

"The assessment results will be announced after your annual assessment is completed. This assessment is now concluded. Thank you for your hard work."

Afterwards, Celia was about to follow Elena to the Holy Court's dining hall when she saw Doris walking towards her.

"Good afternoon, Professor Elena. May I speak with Celia for a moment?"

Elena looked at Celia, who nodded. "Mentor Elena, I'll be there shortly."

"Okay, you guys chat. The cafeteria is at the far end over there, just turn left."

"Okay, thank you, Mentor Elena."

Celia followed Doris to a side.

"Miss Doris, is there anything I can help you with?"

“Celia, you see? I’ve captured a heretic sorcerer, while you, without a puppet, can only bully ordinary people. Without the Holy Word, you wouldn’t even be able to easily subdue these heretics.” Doris looked at the puppet that followed her and showed off the scars on the puppet’s body.