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

Chapter 766 Rule Sensing (4k)

It must be admitted that Celia is now a little overwhelmed by the word "mechanism" that Ross used.

Upon hearing Ross's words, Celia's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "What is their mechanism?"

Ross said, "Although everyone has a unique mechanism, they all have one thing in common: they believe that weak opponents will cause several times the damage, while they believe that powerful opponents will have their spell power weakened infinitely, thus causing them to give up resistance."

Celia remained silent.

As expected of something from the divine realm, it's full of a bunch of messy operations, and these things can't be forcibly broken—unless you become a god.

"that……"

Celia looked at Ross, hesitant to speak.

Ross looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

But after hesitating for a moment, Celia did not say it.

After sensing her for a moment, Ross knew what she had been thinking.

It's simply that he was tired of the so-called system, so he wanted to cheat, which meant he sought Rose's help.

Rose's choice was—

Pretend you didn't notice.

The fact that Celia didn't say anything meant that she hadn't given up on treatment.

Finally, Celia chose to follow the chief to a certain spot in the tribe, where there was a simple dwelling made of animal bones, thatch, and animal hides. A person wearing an unknown beast skull ornament on their forehead was already waiting outside the house.

“Welcome, outsider. We haven’t had any outsiders here for a long time.” The other person sighed and then said, “Hello, outsider, I am Chief Shabana of the Gray Brown Tribe.”

"Hello, I am an outsider, Celia."

"A very nice name. Welcome to the Gray Brown Tribe. We have prepared a generous feast of roasted meat for you, please."

Shabana gestured for them to come inside.

Celia remained calm and followed the other person into the simple thatched hut.

Just as Shabana had said, they did indeed prepare barbecue and fruit wine.

This is the reflection of the divine realm. In the divine realm itself, Celia has never eaten anything there, but she is curious whether the things in the reflection of the divine realm are edible.

Of course, Celia had no intention of trying it with her own body.

She kept in mind that this was a world full of mechanics and killings.

Beneath the surface of this seemingly peaceful world lie various rules and mechanisms.

Ross chuckled and said, "That's right, your guess was correct. This barbecue also has a mechanism involved."

Celia: "..."

Is this really a fourth-order divine realm reflection?
Ross said calmly, "Of course not. This reflection should be at the fifth to sixth level. You should know that at the sixth level, one has a preliminary grasp of the power of [rules], while at the fifth level, a mage will have some vague sense of [rules] and can feel the various [rules] that fill the world."

"The 'mechanism' I've been talking about is the prototype of the 'rules.' Now that you're about to break through to the fifth rank, entering this kind of mechanism world more often will only benefit you and not harm you. Feel it carefully. If you can sense the 'rules,' it means you have the conditions to advance to the fifth rank."

Celia asked in confusion, "But the school library and the fifth-tier professors never said that breaking through to the fifth tier requires sensing the [rules], did they?"

“Normally, fifth-tier cultivators don’t need to feel anything when breaking through, but you’re different. I can’t allow the people I’m training to be the same as others.”

Celia blinked, a flutter in her heart.

Ross glanced at her and said without any mercy, "Besides you, the other saintesses I've taken a liking to are the same."

Celia: "...Hmph!"

That fleeting feeling vanished instantly.

Celia decided to ignore Ross.

Returning to reality, she stared at the grilled meat in front of her, responding to Shabana's words while trying to sense the mechanism contained within the grilled meat.

Surprisingly, after Ross's reminder, she vaguely seemed to have a slight feeling about it.

A vague, inexplicable feeling of awe and wonder.

And this ambiguity seems to be gradually becoming clearer.

"Celia? Celia?"

Shabana's voice came through.

Celia looked up at the other person.

"Try it. Our Gray Brown Tribe may not be good at anything else, but our roasted meat will definitely satisfy everyone."

Celia glanced at the roasted meat, and the feeling gradually became clearer, but it seemed like something was still missing.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Chief Shabana, may I ask what kind of monster meat you use for your barbecue?"

"Of course it's Sha meat. It's a magical beast that lives outside the forest. It has stinking feces and tough skin. Its skin is what we wear, and its meat is what's on the plate."

Celia nodded.

Sand cow...

Foul-smelling feces...

Sturdy cowhide...

Celia had a sudden inspiration: "So, this meat is not only delicious, but also toxin-free? Because all the toxins have been expelled from the sand cow's body?"

Shabana paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, that should be it."

As soon as he said that, the strange feeling that had been lingering in his heart slowly disappeared, and the aroma of the roasted meat in front of him was irresistible. The mechanism of this meat was that if you thought it was delicious and everyone else agreed, then it was delicious; otherwise, it was deadly poison.

Celia's appetite was whetted, and she picked up a bone knife from the side, cut off a small piece, and ate it.

A pure magical power emanated from the meat she had eaten, slowly seeping into her limbs and bones.

This feeling……

Celia was very familiar with it.

It was the feeling of magic projected from the phantom of the Star Spirit Tree when the Ascension Trial was completed.

This magic can help her break through her limitations and advance to the next level.

But this is a reflection of the divine realm, not the ascending steps to godhood.

Therefore, this magic power cannot help her break through to the fifth rank.

If it could really help her break through, Ross would stop her immediately.

A breakthrough reflected in the divine realm is a false breakthrough.

In any case, if Celia wants to break through, she will have to go to the deeper realm of the gods.

Fortunately, it wasn't a breakthrough.

After that pure magic flowed into my body, it slowly dissipated.

Unlike the phantom of the Star Spirit Tree, it did not apply magic to her.

Of course, what Celia was more concerned about now was that there was nothing wrong with the beef, and that it tasted delicious.

"Looks like I guessed right, that's how this Sha beef works."

The girl smiled at Ross in the mental space and jumped up happily.

"How about that, Mr. Ross? Aren't I amazing?"

Ross nodded: "Yes, very impressive, extremely impressive, incredibly impressive."

The girl beamed with joy.

"hey-hey!"

Ross thought about it for a moment, but in the end, he didn't reveal her feelings.

Actually, the reason why Celia could so easily sense the existence of the mechanisms and rules wasn't because she had any special talent, but rather—

She encountered a large number of strange monsters during the Ascending Trial.

Those strange mechanisms didn't have any positive effect on her at the time; they only made her feel disgusted.

These strange mechanisms are actually all paving the way for the present.

If she hadn't experienced the 'charm' of the mechanism up close back then, she wouldn't have realized it so quickly now, thanks to Ross's prompting.

Ross didn't say anything, he just smiled at Celia.

Incidentally, the puppet he was controlling also tore off a piece of beef and started gnawing on it.

Well, when a puppet eats, it doesn't matter if it's edible or not; it just eats first. Rost simulated taste, carefully savoring the flavor of the Sabana beef that Sabana had praised so highly.

This beef is very tender, not dry at all, and it's just a little salt, making it a delicious treat.

It made Rose feel like he was eating a fine steak.

This beef would taste even better if it had steak seasoning.

Rose made his own assessment.

Meanwhile, in the sealed land, Ethel and Haroldius were carrying a giant stone when they passed by where Ross was. They saw him casually create a yellow bull, then instantly cut it into various pieces of meat. He took out a tomahawk steak and grilled it on a stone.

Flames rose from beneath the stone.

Ross looked up. "Ethel, come here. I'll treat you to steak."

Ethel said calmly, "No need. Let Haroldias go; it's more difficult for him."

"Alright, Haroldias, come here. You've worked hard, let me treat you."

Haroldias frowned; he didn't want to eat this steak.

Who knows what kind of creature Ross suddenly created, or whether it's edible?

But then I thought, my body was created by Ross, so it wouldn't matter if I died from poisoning.

Haroldius snorted, threw the boulder onto the one Ethel was carrying, ignored Ethel's displeasure, clapped his hands, and walked over.

"Hmph, let me see what kind of poison you're planning to use."

Without even washing his hands, he picked up a steak and started eating it.

After a short while, Haroldias's skin gradually changed color, eventually turning blue, making him look like an Avatar.

Ethel had been watching this closely, and upon seeing it, she immediately forgave Haroldias's actions and was overjoyed.

"What kind of poison is this?" Haroldias asked, frowning.

"Cough, it's not poison. It's just that when I was creating it, I didn't observe the creature carefully enough, which caused a slight error in the gene editing. I'll fix it later." Ross coughed, calmly burning all the beef to ashes, and then began to recreate beef.

Haroldias snorted and prepared to get up, but Ross grabbed him.

"Alright, let's stop the labor camp for now. I'll give you a break. Help me figure out how to create this sand cow, and I'll treat you to steak while I'm at it."

Haroldius's expression changed drastically: "Gods cannot be insulted! You bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

……

On the other side, the guests and hosts enjoyed a delicious meal of roast beef.

Afterwards, Shabana led a group of grey-brown people, taking Celia and Ross on a tour of the grey-brown tribe.

While dealing with Shabana's explanation, Celia was pondering how to decipher this divine reflection.

This place is full of unknown mechanisms, all of which are deadly traps. She doesn't want to slowly conquer it.

While touring, Celia wasn't entirely idle.

As she walked, she sensed the mechanisms that might exist among everyone she passed.

Ross had fully grasped the mechanism that the people of the Gray Brown tribe once mentioned: that if you are strong, you are strong.

It's quite peculiar.

For her own safety, after careful consideration, Celia decided to become more assertive—or rather, more adaptable to the special circumstances here; she had already figured out how to do it.

Just then, Shabana led the two to an open space outside the tribe. The ground was covered with a thin layer of dust and there were signs of trampling everywhere.

Shabana suddenly turned around and said enthusiastically, "This is our Gray-Brown Tribe's training ground, and also our dueling arena. We come here when our tribesmen have conflicts or challenge each other. Since you're already here, why don't Miss Celia and Mr. Ross have a friendly duel with the warriors of our Gray-Brown Tribe?"

Celia rolled her eyes and said, "I think it's better not to."

Shabana's eyes slowly began to change.

That means the balance of power they perceive is slowly slipping towards the weaker side.

Celia added, "I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt your warriors."

In a different setting, saying something like that would invite disapproval, but here, Shabana just laughed it off:
"Don't worry, our soldiers are born without fear of injury. The scars on their bodies are a soldier's honor. You can rest assured."

The balance between strength and weakness has been restored.

Celia nodded: "If you're not afraid, then there's no problem, but I need to tell you in advance..."

She paused, then continued, "To avoid harming the warriors of the Gray Brown Tribe, let's stop here and start."

"Of course, don't worry!"

Celia stepped onto the training field, and soon a soldier came out.

It was none other than the leader of the squad that had encountered Celia earlier, named Baksh.

"Hello, Miss Celia, I'm here to be your opponent in your first duel."

"Hello."

Celia nodded in acknowledgment.

She could see that Baksh's scales were tilted in her favor as the weaker party.

This means that the soldier felt she was weak.

That's understandable, considering that Baksh had previously witnessed her being helpless against a gorilla they could easily kill.

However, this does not mean that Baksh can hit her at will.

Celia squinted.

The magical energy slowly rose.

Magic strength usually represents a sorcerer's level, but the Ascension Trials that Celia entered were all in the deep divine realm, and her magic strength was even higher than that of a fifth-tier sorcerer.

Baksh's magical power is far weaker than Celia's.

And that's when the pressure came in.

Baksh's expression turned serious, and the balance of power slowly tilted towards neutrality.

Celia drew her Myriad Lights Sword and said, "Let's begin, Baksh. Do you need me to give you a handicap?"

If this were said outside, it would definitely be criticized.

But here, nobody says anything.

"Need not."

Baksh shouted and charged over.

His weapon was a long spear.

This is the weapon he used when fighting the gorilla, and it seems to be a standard weapon used by the Grey-Brown tribe.

Celia took a deep breath.

Although she is not good at close combat, having a melee weapon does not mean she has to engage in close combat!

So, she moved when Baksh rushed at her.

The Myriad Lights Sword rapidly gathered terrifying magical power, allowing her to fully unleash her magic.

The sword, illuminated by countless lights, was raised and slashed forward, unleashing a crescent-shaped ice blade strike.

The slash, carrying an unstoppable force, hurtled towards Baksh.

Celia amplified the intimidating power of the spell; its actual power wasn't that great, but it wasn't bad either.

As the crescent-shaped ice blade slashed out, Celia felt the balance of power quickly shift to the middle and then tilt towards the stronger side.

Baksh's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly panicked, managing only to thrust his spear at the crescent-shaped ice blade in his haste.

boom!
Baksh was sent flying backward by the ice blade and fell to the ground.

Celia looked at Baksh, but did not press her advantage.

Waiting for Bakshi to stand up.

He wasn't actually injured.

However, the balance of power has completely tilted in favor of the stronger party.

This is enough.

Celia felt she had found a way to pass through this divine reflection.

(End of this chapter)