Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

They lied to me, saying that by staying here, I could obtain the Fire Spirit and help me advance further.

"You actually knew this was a lie?" Celia asked in surprise.

"Yes." His face showed lingering fear: "What fire spirit? It was clearly a death spirit. Now that I think about it... the Tower of Depravity clearly wanted to... make all of us, including the mercenaries who came in, into sacrifices for the growth of the fire spirit."

A thought struck Celia: "What else do you know?"

Whether with anger or composure, the sorcerer said without hesitation, "I also know that they plan to use fire spirits as sacrifices, and use the blood of sorcerers as a catalyst, to call upon their gods."

"Who is the god of the Tower of Depravity? The evil god Ross?" Celia asked again.

"No... I don't know who it is, I only know that we need to call upon the gods... tonight, after the volcanic eruption..."

"Are you going to kill all the sorcerers who come in and then commit suicide?" Celia asked.

Many of the mages who came in were fourth-tier, and there were even some hidden fifth-tier mages. As for whether there were any sixth-tier mages, Celia didn't know, but she was sure there were.

Legend has it that Erina ascended to the seventh rank through the fire spirit, surpassing human limits and exerting a tremendous attraction on sixth-rank beings, enough to make them lose their minds, even if it's just an unverified rumor.

If a large number of high-level mages gather, the Tower of Depths might not be able to handle it.

"I don't know. I was just ordered to garrison this stronghold. After nightfall, I clashed with the Dragon Rider Legion and died in the conflict, offering my blood to the Fire Spirits."

Celia's brows slowly furrowed.

Is the Tower of the Fallen planning something big?

What exactly are they going to do?

Celia didn't understand either.

But instinctively, she sensed that the trip to the volcano was becoming dangerous.

"I just don't know how they're going to deal with that Commander Erina."

Celia pondered for a moment, then shook her head, deciding to stop thinking about it.

There is too little crucial information; we know nothing.

Anyway, they know that heretics will seize any opportunity to make big moves.

"Given the Tower of the Fallen's style, their method might be to incite mercenaries to clash with the Blue Dragon Empire's dragon rider legions, thereby allowing the fire spirits to absorb blood?"

Are you really that confident that you can get the Fire Spirit from the Tower of Despair?

Celia tapped her head.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just stay far away and avoid getting caught in the crossfire."

Chapter 484 Encore

The third-tier mage woke up and even gave her intelligence, so Celia stopped making things difficult for him. After throwing everyone out, she destroyed the stronghold.

Although the purpose of this stronghold is unknown, in order to prevent the formation of a magic circle, destroying one node is better than nothing.

"Given the way the Tower of the Fallen operates, they are not very good at setting up magic arrays, unless the Deep Sea Aid Society joins them."

However, the Deep Sea Alliance has only been destroyed for a short time. Even if the high-level mages scattered outside joined, it would be impossible for them to set up a large magic array in the capital so quickly.

The larger the magic array, the longer it takes to set up. Unless a deity personally intervenes, the time required will not be shortened much, especially since it needs to be set up in the home of an enemy force.

Only the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Society, which is extremely skilled in setting up magic arrays, could subtly and gradually spend decades setting up countless small magic arrays on the basis of the city's magic arrays, and then transforming them into large magic arrays through the linkage of small magic arrays.

The Tower of Depravity: Be wary of their pharmaceutical capabilities.

However, this is Celia's weakness.

After much deliberation, Celia decided to seek help from Ross after dealing with the outpost.

"Lord Ross, I would like to know what the outposts within the volcanic area are used for. Please give Celia some guidance!"

Celia blinked, trying to look cute.

Ross glared at her, annoyed.

"The purpose of the stronghold is to release a special potion that reacts chemically with a substance ejected along with the volcanic eruption, turning it into a gas that can affect the sorcerer, subtly influencing their emotions and desires."

"Depending on the strength, the degree of influence also varies. Those above the fifth rank are completely immune, while those at the fourth rank are affected to some extent, but not deeply. Additional influence is needed to make a fourth-rank mage act in a way that is inconsistent with their usual behavior."

“Those below the third level are different; they will be fully affected and become controlled without even realizing it.”

"Those people on the mountain are in danger."

Those running up now are actually very few at the fourth or fifth tier; most of those running in are at the second or third tier.

These are the main force of scavenging. The fourth and fifth tiers are all on the top of the volcano to watch the eruption up close and see if there is a chance to get high-level materials.

"I wonder if those two catgirls will be affected," Celia muttered.

“Of course I’m affected, but it’s quite easy to remove this influence.” Ross smiled slightly and then fell silent.

Celia waited for a long time without getting a solution, and couldn't help but stare at Ross with resentment.

Ross pretended not to see it and brought up another matter: "There's another person you know here; maybe you can go and find her."

Celia was taken aback: "Who?"

Ross didn't answer, but gave her a direction.

Celia sensed it and then flew in that direction out of curiosity.

Not long after, a figure fighting inside the heretical stronghold appeared before them.

Celia's eyes widened.

"Encore?"

……

Anko is currently conquering a heretical stronghold on Dragon Island Volcano.

"After tracking you for so long, I've finally figured out what you're up to. You're not going to succeed in causing trouble right under Anke's nose."

Anko adjusted his glasses and manipulated the puppet to eliminate one heretic after another.

Anko's combat strength is weaker than Celia's, but her reputation as a pharmacist is well-deserved.

Facing a heretical stronghold guarded by only one third-tier mage, it was a one-sided massacre.

But just as she was about to send that third-tier heretic to meet the gods, an ice wall blocked her way.

"Anke, don't kill her yet."

The ice wall looked familiar.

Anke looked up in surprise and saw Celia descending from the sky.

"Celia? What are you doing here?"

Celia blinked. "I was wondering how you ended up here too?"

An Ke said, "When I said goodbye to you before, I said I was coming to the Blue Dragon Empire. But you, you rejected me back then, so why are you here now?"

As she spoke, Anke suddenly realized something and said thoughtfully, "Oh, Anke, I know, you're here to destroy the Tower of Depravity too, right?"

"Uh……"

Celia hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I came here to find materials."

“I see.” Anke raised an eyebrow. “Just tell me what materials you’re missing. Why come all this way?”

"Really? I want frost-covered tree leaves, moon dew... You have all of those?"

After a moment's thought, Anke said, "These things you mentioned are either special products of the Northern Alliance or special products of the Elven race. Under normal circumstances, they are quite difficult to obtain."

Celia looked disappointed.

"But I do have them all."

Celia's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Anke crossed her arms and said, "I'm a pharmacist. How can I make medicine without a sufficient supply of materials?"

"However, I didn't bring these materials with me. They're all in the Temple of Ember. I'll give them to you when we get back."

"Okay, okay, it's a deal!"

This was a pleasant surprise; I hadn't even thought of buying from Anke before.

Looking back now, these materials were for making potions, not high-level spiritual materials like the Frost Star. Anke should have had reserves of them.

Anke looked at the third-tier heretic bound by ice and asked, "Why is Celia keeping him alive?"

Celia said, "These heretics may have been bewitched. It's best not to kill them if possible. Third-tier beings have high resistance to potions. Perhaps we can try purification spells to see if we can awaken their consciousness after purifying the pollution in their bodies."

As she spoke, the light of the purification spell appeared in Celia's hand, covering the bound mage.

The third-tier mage, who had been frantically trying to break free of the icy restraints with red eyes, gradually calmed down and became visibly weak.

A moment later, Celia released her restraints, and the other person collapsed to the ground limply.

Thinking back to when Anko fought, she seemed not to have used a purification spell, so she couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't Anko use a purification spell when she fought?"

Anke adjusted her glasses with one hand, lost in thought, and after a moment looked up with a smile: "I forgot."

Celia: "..."

An Ke said, "Spells are not my forte, but potions are. I usually spend my time researching medicines and have very little time to practice spells. I don't know many spells myself, and I can only use a few spells that the puppets learned. It's better to use potions to kill directly."

"Ok."

This perfectly matches Anke's character.

A genius apothecary, in battle, doesn't he kill his enemies by spraying them with medicine, but by hitting them with his staff?

Thinking about what the Tower of the Fallen might do, Celia asked, "Anko, do you know what the Tower of the Fallen wants to do?"

An Ke said, "It's not very clear yet. All I know is that they want to target the mages who have entered the volcano area. Judging from their methods, it seems like they're trying to control these mages, but that's unlikely because there are fourth and fifth-tier mages among them, and we don't even know if there are any sixth-tier mages... I don't understand at all. If they can only control low-tier mages, what will they do with them?"

Celia said, "I do know a little..."

She relayed Ross's words, learning that the Tower of the Fallen wanted to create chaos and incite conflict between the sorcerers and the Dragon Throne Legion. She snorted, "Now that Anko is here, we won't let their conspiracy succeed!"

Celia nodded and asked, "Do you know how to deal with the effects of their medication?"

"There's some progress."

Chapter 485 The Twelve Apostles Raphael

Deep inside the volcano.

The magic circle was fully activated, and Shalin quietly sensed that faint, ethereal trace.

“A few days ago, I seemed to vaguely sense the presence of the gods, but the feeling was too faint.”

She diligently followed the instructions of the summoning ritual to invoke the legendary deity.

The fragments of divinity were glowing, yet no response was received.

Ross watched this scene unfold. He knew Sharon wouldn't succeed the moment the summoning began.

She didn't even manage to break through from zero; no matter how hard she tried afterward, she was just standing still.

Ross was still hesitating.

He hesitated, waiting for the president behind Sharon and the other person to arrive, wondering whether he should convey his message to her through Celia.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally chose his original idea.

If it is Raphael, then he will not appear yet.

If it's someone else, then we'll decide whether or not to appear based on the specific circumstances.

Perhaps, he could give her a distant thought, allowing her to vaguely perceive her own existence? Ross thought to himself.

This is equivalent to convincing one's apostles that the magic array can succeed, but that one fragment of divinity is not enough, and thus prompting them to search for more divinities.

“Let’s wait and see. Searching for the divine spark of the main god is still too dangerous for them.” Ross shook his head.

The summoning ritual here won't end so easily, because Sharon isn't Benovia.

Just then, Ross sensed a red-haired figure quietly appearing beside Pera.

She made no attempt to conceal her arrival, and Pera quickly noticed, immediately bowing and saying, "President, you've arrived."