Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 69 I just want to kill them all! (Third update)

The surrounding environment gradually became desolate.

Celia sensed a faint pollution.

There is also a peculiar fluctuation, similar to the pollution of demonic energy, that makes people feel very uncomfortable.

That's deathly energy.

This peculiar fluctuation only occurs in places where large-scale biological deaths have occurred, or where high-level experts have died unexpectedly, leaving behind lingering resentment in their souls.

Many plants rely on this special environment to grow, such as the immortal tree and the ghost fruit.

Instead of flying ahead of the others, Celia followed at a leisurely pace, listening to their deliberately disguised conversation.

After sensing the increasing death energy and pollution, she observed everyone's expressions. No one seemed to be in distress, as if they had long been used to it.

"Even if they aren't heretics, people living around Twilight Town should have gotten used to the pollution and death aura by now, right?"

Celia thought to herself.

However, is it really possible to live in Twilight Town, which is constantly exposed to pollution?
"Are you going to Twilight Town?" Celia asked Beck.

“No, the Twilight Cemetery isn’t near Twilight Town,” Baker shook his head.

Fitch chuckled and said, "That's a cemetery. Who would build a town next to a cemetery?"

Celia didn't say anything, intending to search to see how the residents of Twilight Town lived, but when she opened her bracelet, she found that there was no signal.

The girl rubbed her eyebrows, clearly in pain.

"This crappy network isn't available anywhere."

Ross shook his head after seeing it.

“In my time, except for a few uninhabited areas, there was network access everywhere. Even in uninhabited areas, you could use a specific frequency band to send a distress signal to the Star Spirit Tree.”

Celia asked curiously, "The book says that before you launched the war of the gods, you burned down the Celestial Tree. Since you used the Celestial Tree as the source of the magical network, wouldn't burning it have caused the entire world to lose internet access?"

"The Star Spirit Tree only plays a supporting role, providing a possibility of rescue in areas without signal. Who would use the Star Spirit Tree as a medium for the real network?"

Ross chuckled: "If the Protoss Tree is burned, wouldn't that sever the connection between the entire world?"

"Uh……"

Celia didn't speak, because the Protoss Network uses the Protoss Tree as its network root, which is why it's called the Protoss Network.

"The Star Spirit Tree... isn't so easily burned..."

Celia's words lacked conviction.

Because Ross burned it.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ross, why did you burn down the Protoss Tree? It was perfectly fine for no reason..."

Ross said calmly, "Burning the Star Spirit Tree was a condition for starting the God War. At that time, the Star Spirit Tree had absorbed too much power and was close to withering. It would be better to burn it and let it be reborn."

"The Star Spirit Tree has had its power drained?"

"Yes, the power of the Star Spirit Tree is something that ordinary people cannot absorb, but the gods can. They recklessly absorb the energy of the Star Spirit Tree to enhance their power, causing the Star Spirit Tree to change from gold to scarlet. The Abyss appeared during this transformation."

"what?"

Celia's body jolted.

"Is the Abyss related to the Star Spirit Tree?"

“It’s the pollution you’re talking about, which is related to the Celestial Tree,” Ross corrected, then added, “but that was a thousand years ago. The pollution now has absolutely nothing to do with the Celestial Tree.”

"That's it."

Celia felt that she had gained some more knowledge that seemed unattainable.

"The Star Spirit Tree is still very far away from you. A simple understanding is enough. When you have the strength to explore the Star Spirit Tree in the future, then we will let you go and see it."

“I also want to see what the origins of the Protoss Network are like.” Celia looked up at the sky.

In the distance, a faint golden branch can be seen.

The Star Spirit Tree is located in the center of the Starfall Continent and can be seen from anywhere.

That area is occupied by the Elves, and they are the ones maintaining the Protoss network.

As she discussed history with Ross, Celia soon saw the group in front of her stop.

“We’ve reached the edge of the Twilight Cemetery,” Baker said. “But let’s not go in yet. We’ll wait until the Holy See’s party comes out before we go in.”

Baker and the others dismounted, found an open space with practiced ease, and started a fire.

It was nearly noon, lunchtime.

Celia looked ahead.

Despite the bright sunshine, a layer of gray mist shrouded the area ahead, obscuring everything and making it difficult to see clearly. All that could be seen were scattered tombstones crookedly stuck in the ground.

It's like a mass grave.

"Hey, Mil, come sit down. Don't look around, there's nothing to see," Baker called out.

Celia walked over and sat down a distance away, casually dealing with them, until sounds came from the direction of the cemetery at dusk.

A group of people emerged from the depths of the cemetery with an air of grandeur. The leader, dressed in priest's robes, chatted and laughed with the people beside him.

"They really are from the Holy Court."

Celia was taken aback.

Aren't these people members of the Twilight Cult? How did they know that the Holy See was taking action?
Moreover, what is the purpose of this action by the Holy Court?
They couldn't possibly be cleaning up the Twilight Cult, could they?
The moment Celia had this thought, she saw Baker stand up and go to meet her.

"Hey, Priest Wagner, congratulations."

"Who are you?" The priest, referred to as Wagner, stopped and scanned the Beck team with some confusion.

"I am Lady Suna's hound, the captain of the Twilight Investigation Team. I have come to investigate the Twilight Cemetery on Lady Suna's orders. You may not recognize me, but I have long heard of your great name. With you in charge of Dawn City, the heretics cannot stir up any trouble at all!"

As he spoke, Beck warmly shook hands with Wagner.

Feeling the hard object in his palm, Wagner smiled. "So it's Suna's Twilight Investigation Team. I've heard of you. You're an excellent investigation team. The heretics and dangerous monsters in the Twilight Graveyard have been cleared away by us. You can go in without worry."

As he spoke, Wagner's gaze swept across everyone's faces, finally settling on Celia, a mixture of pity and mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Is this your new team member?" he asked, looking at Celia.

Baker nodded repeatedly.

"Good, good. Work hard with the Twilight Investigation Team. When you have free time, you can come to the Temple of Dawn to pray and listen to the teachings and guidance of the gods."

Celia listened to Wagner's words, somewhat stunned.

She examined him carefully and confirmed that Wagner was not an imposter priest; he was not hiding his Holy Word spells, and she could sense the strong divine magic power emanating from him.

The abundance of holy magic, and his willingness to sell out the heretics without hesitation after accepting their money, made Celia feel suffocated.

Her fists slowly clenched.

A forced smile appeared on his face: "Thank you, priests. Are you going to wipe out heretics?"

"Yes, we have just wiped out a number of resurgent Twilight Cult strongholds. During my tenure as priest, the Twilight Cult will not be able to operate near Dawn City."

He spoke with righteous indignation, and if Celia hadn't known beforehand that Beck and the others were members of the Twilight Cult, she would have believed him.

Celia's fists hardened.

Anger surged from her body into her mind, and an impulsive idea took root in her head—

Kill them all!
The magic slowly began to stir.

(End of this chapter)