Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

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Chapter 497 Showing Celia the Cruelty of the World

So far, the Dragon Riders seem to have done nothing but maintain order and persuade others to leave and seek refuge.

Aside from blocking the doorway to collect money and causing a conflict, they didn't do anything else.

Very subtle.

Very weird.

Anthony didn't know what was going on either.

Although he was good at noticing details, he was only a second-tier mage and didn't have much ability to gather intelligence on Dragon Island, since they were just tourists.

So he knew nothing, but sensing danger, he told Pamisa to leave ahead of time, and also called two catgirls along.

Celia's curiosity was piqued, and she couldn't resist asking Ross after much hesitation.

Ross chuckled, "Because of the layout of the Tower of Depravity."

Celia was taken aback: "They've been secretly fighting the Tower of the Fallen?"

Ross shook his head: "No, they are condoning the Tower of Depravity's mischief."

"Huh? Why?" Celia was stunned.

This was something she didn't expect.

Even a useless organization like the Northern Alliance only seemed to tolerate the rampant heresy because of its low administrative efficiency. In the end, after calling in a high-level sorcerer to take charge, its efficiency improved considerably.

And why does Dragon Island... tolerate heresy? Do they also want to destroy their own capital?!

Ross smiled and said, "The Tower of Despair wants to seize the Fire Spirit. Why do you think they want to seize it?"

Celia thought for a moment: "Legend has it that the fire spirits helped Erina break through her limits and reach the seventh rank. Could it be that their leader also wants to use this to break through to the seventh rank?"

Ross nodded: "Yes, that's the goal. They don't know how Erina broke through, they only know that Erina broke through successfully after obtaining the Fire Spirit, so they want to recreate the scene from back then."

"The scene back then..." Celia asked in shock, "You mean that disaster?"

"Correct."

"That dragon rider..."

“They also want to get a second seventh-tier mage.” Ross smiled slightly. “I’m afraid even Erina himself doesn’t know whether he advanced because of the fire spirit or something else, so they don’t mind trying again. Compared to the Tower of the Fallen, their success rate is much higher.”

Will they succeed?

"Of course...impossible."

Celia blinked.

Ross said calmly, "Knowing the methods to break through the limit now will only do you harm, not benefit. Those methods have probably been shackled by Zeus, making the breakthrough ten times more difficult than before. I haven't personally witnessed a sorcerer break through to the seventh rank, so I don't know yet. You might know when you reach the sixth rank."

"Ok."

Celia was somewhat disappointed.

She muttered to herself.

Why is knowing this now only harmful and not beneficial? Didn't the ascent to the divine staircase already tell us the destination? There's nothing more important than this that shouldn't be told, right?

Ross sensed Celia's thoughts, smiled slightly, and remained silent.

Because it really does have an impact.

The difficulty from the sixth to the seventh tier is consistently high. The sixth tier allows one to master the creation of subspace, while the seventh tier involves transforming the intangible world rules into one's own rules and preparing to evolve into the "authority" of a god.

This knowledge is not suitable to be explained to Celia now.

It is worth mentioning that the seventh rank is a condition for safely entering the abyss. It is impossible for Zhou Ding not to be in the God Realm. He would put shackles on the trials of ascending from the sixth to the seventh rank in order to prevent anyone from entering the abyss and rescuing him.

Of course, Ross is only speculating and hasn't confirmed it yet.

Judging from Zhou Ding's arrangements, the probability of his guess being correct is extremely high.

To avoid affecting Celia, we mustn't say anything carelessly.

"So, the Dragon Knight Legion is not making any moves now because they are preparing to wait for the disaster of a hundred years ago to repeat itself, and then, just like before, send a sixth-tier mage from the sky to quell the conflict, seize the fire spirit, and advance to the seventh tier?" Celia guessed.

Ross nodded: "Most likely."

"Aren't they afraid of things going wrong? Using heresy is so dangerous; what if they accidentally cause an even more serious disaster?"

Ross said calmly, "That depends on what the seventh-tier Erina does. You just need to watch the show."

Actually, there is still a chance to stop all of this.

The difficulty is too high, and Celia's rank is too low. Even if he fights for her the whole time, there is still a high probability of failure.

After much deliberation, Ross decided not to say anything and instead gave Celia a hint.

Hint at her, make her realize that her strength is too low and she can't do anything, so that she can go back and work hard to break through to the fourth rank as soon as possible.

The candidates for sainthood were all kind-hearted; in other words, they were saints.

She certainly didn't like watching countless people die in front of her, but Ross wanted to show her, to let her know that she was too weak and couldn't save anything.

Trying to intervene in another country to salvage a disaster deliberately instigated by others is tantamount to directly becoming their enemy. This is a thankless and exhausting task that can only be undertaken when one is so powerful that the other side dares not speak out against it. Otherwise, just watch and see.

Ross desires a better world, but unlike Celia, he cannot bear to see life and death. The old era was a bright and just world forged from iron and blood.

Revolutions are never bloodless.

Peaceful revolutions will only leave behind lasting pains that can never be resolved.

Celia fell silent, realizing there was nothing she could do.

Things didn't stop because of her thinking.

The suction above the crater slowly formed a humanoid shape of flame, with two strange objects, one red and one white, floating around it.

The moment this humanoid figure appeared, everyone around it showed a look of fervor.

They had never seen this thing before, but they all knew what it was.

Byproducts of the essence of fire—

Fire Spirit!

When the Essence of Fire is created, there is an extremely low probability that a Fire Spirit will be generated. The appearance of the Fire Spirit will cause the Essence of Fire and the Star of Frost to re-condense, raising the quality to another level.

The Essence of Fire and the Star of Ice are the unique elemental items that float beside the Fire Spirit.

The fire spirits and the essence of fire absorbed a large amount of lava fire and heat from the air, causing the surroundings to become cold, especially at the center of absorption, where the temperature was the lowest. The Frost Star was born from this, absorbing all the cold and neutralizing the ambient temperature.

This symbiotic relationship is quite unique, making them the most cost-effective materials among all high-end materials—after all, it's buy one get one free.

As the temperature around the fire spirit slowly rose, finally, someone couldn't resist anymore.

A fourth-tier mage, his eyes bloodshot and breathing heavily, seemed to be hearing demonic chants in his mind, tempting him to move.

So he set off.

The shadows enveloped him, and he believed his shadow magic would make everyone ignore him.

You can take the fire spirit away as long as you encounter it.

As he drew closer to the fire spirit, the joy on his face grew ever greater.

"Hahaha, I'm taking the Fire Spirit!"

puff!

A soft sound came, and he stopped a meter away from the fire spirit. He slowly looked down and saw a dagger stuck in his heart.

boom!

As if the first domino had been knocked over, the whole scene quickly descended into chaos.

Chapter 498 Fire Spirit, Mad Dragon Island

Deep inside the volcano.

"President, a fight has broken out outside. Aren't we leaving?"

Pera has returned and is now with Raphael to protect Shalin.

"Don't worry about it, it's just the last day, just one more day."

A deep obsession flashed in Raphael's eyes.

"It can't be my imagination, my feeling is right, it's definitely his presence, it must be working..."

Pera looked at Raphael, hesitated, and after a moment, sighed softly.

Raphael looked very young, while she looked like an eighty-year-old woman.

But Pera knew that Raphael's lifespan was far longer than hers. She had aged slowly from childhood, while Raphael was like a god, eternally young, showing no signs of aging.

"If a fight breaks out outside, it might affect the ceremony."

“Whoever interferes, I’ll beat them up,” Raphael said without hesitation.

Pera was startled and quickly advised, "President, please think it over. If you make a move, those guys might find out."

Raphael nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "I know. Don't worry, I won't act unless absolutely necessary."

Pera breathed a sigh of relief.

Raphael asked casually, "How was it?"

Pera knew she was asking about her help, so she replied, "I helped Dragon Island find the altar of the Tower of Depths. However, they didn't do anything. They just investigated the Tower of Depths' intentions and then left."

Raphael's eyes flickered, then he shook his head: "If you try to negotiate with a tiger, Erina will pay the price."

As he spoke, Raphael slowly stood up.

"Pera, pack your things, get ready to leave."

Pera looked delighted. "Okay."

Although he didn't know why Raphael suddenly had this idea, he quickly took action, shutting down the magic circle and slowly guiding Shalin out.

Raphael said, "When you get back, please remind the Tower of the Fallen and Erinar not to go too far, otherwise, He... will not forgive them."

Pera nodded. "Okay."

Raphael vanished in a flash.

……

"No, their condition is not right."

Anke frowned, watching intently what was happening around the crater.

Celia turned around, puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"They are high-level mages; they shouldn't lose their minds so easily."

Celia nodded: "Generally speaking, that's true, but the legend of the fire spirit can make people break through their limits, which will definitely make them lose their minds."

“But it doesn’t have to be a suicide mission,” Anke said.

"What else could it be?" Celia chuckled. "It must be the Tower of the Fallen acting up again."

Anke's eyes widened: "Didn't we notify Dragon Island? Aren't they going to do anything? I remember Dragon Island being very efficient."

Celia shook her head, recalling Ross's words: "High efficiency doesn't mean they'll actually do things. What if they collude with heretics to harm these sorcerers from all over the world?"

Anke frowned: "That's impossible. Most of these sorcerers are from the Blue Dragon Empire, and only a few are from other empires."

She looked at the people outside the volcano: "Most of the audience are from other empires."

Most people from other countries knew better than to think they could escape the vast Blue Dragon Empire by stealing the Fire Spirit from Dragon Island.

Therefore, most people did not participate.

People around were discussing it, and they all thought that the way those mages were fighting over it was too barbaric, like wild beasts, and not like normal mages at all.

Celia's eyes flickered: "Perhaps this is how the Blue Dragon Empire is."

An Ke frowned, but after a moment, she sighed and said, "Forget it, we're too weak to join in the fun. After this, I need to work hard to advance. Only when I reach the fourth rank will I have the strength to protect myself."