The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Chapter 264: Chapter 262: This Is Miss Hilia’s Home Field!

Hilia was very curious about Rose’s subordinates, the Twelve Apostles.

Jonathan’s relationship with the Elf God seemed pretty close, and he looked upright, but he had a strong taste for mischief. In his own castle, every floor was a trap—didn’t resemble a castle at all.

And the traps were all real killers—make one careless move and you’re dead. This sort of indifference toward life perfectly fit the mindset of an Evil God believer.

Rose said, "Jonathan is already one of the better ones. All mages who surpass the limits of humanity, unconsciously distance themselves from mortals, equally looking down on anyone who hasn’t crossed that edge.

"In their eyes, Tier One and Tier Two mages aren’t much different from curly-haired baboons. If it weren’t for more powerful mages and gods restraining them, these extraordinary mages who haven’t been wrapped up in faith would all be walking disasters, acting purely on their whims—especially those at Tier Seven and Eight.

"Jonathan’s been following me for a long time and doesn’t kill people on a whim, but he also has the same quirks as extraordinary mages—looks at ordinary people and ordinary mages like he looks at curly-haired baboons. He lets mercenaries barge into his home to loot and smash things without batting an eye, only dealing with them using low-tier traps. In the eyes of ordinary mages, that’s considered kindness."

Hilia thought for a moment and nodded. "If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t want just anyone barging into my house and taking my stuff."

Thinking about the castle ruins actually being someone else’s home, Hilia now felt awkward about the previous strategies.

Going into someone else’s house, messing up their traps, smashing and looting, and the owner doesn’t kill you on the spot—that truly is kindness, way beyond what most people could do.

"How about Mr. Ashugar?"

"He prefers battlefield vibes—loves the exhilaration of enemies’ blood flowing like rivers."

Hilia: "..."

No wonder he’s an Evil God believer!

Rose smiled slightly and said nothing.

Guiding war—where’s the fun without casualties?

Revolutions are always accompanied by iron and blood.

A revolution without bloodshed? All you hear about is that most shameful ’nonviolent noncooperation.’ But who’d do that in a game? Even in another world’s war, only some weirdo nation would use such a bizarre strategy.

As they chatted, Hilia gradually moved into the suspected Polar Blood Alliance base.

Slowly, through her connection with the array, she sensed signs of someone ahead.

"Better not alert them, I’ll sneak around and find where the array core is," Hilia thought to herself.

"Go left, there’s an area you haven’t breached yet. You can enter the core region from there and take control of the array."

"Got it!"

As long as I can get control of the array, what’s there to be afraid of?

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"Feels like if I keep this up, the other heretic bases might just remove their arrays," Hilia chuckled.

"It’s possible."

Who would have thought there’d be a Mage’s Hand spell that could turn spiritual power into countless threads, infiltrate array runes, and seize control of an array?

Aside from Rose, nobody in this world could do it.

Because it’s a player privilege.

Now, he’d taught the spell to Hilia, giving Hilia player rights as well.

Seizing central control of an array is way slower than just connecting to one. Over an hour passed, and Hilia was still short a bit.

She felt her spiritual power draining rapidly, and muttered, "So slow, hope nobody shows up."

No sooner had she spoken, she sensed movement nearby.

She quickly pressed against a stone wall, disguised herself as a chunk of rock, held her breath, and watched two heretics silently walk past her.

After passing by, the two heretics paused. One asked, "Did you notice anything weird?"

The other froze for a second and replied, "Probably just an illusion. What’s supposed to be weird here?"

"Yeah, true enough."

They spoke and left.

Hilia let out a breath of relief.

At that moment, Rose chuckled, "Actually, they did notice."

"Huh?" Hilia blinked. "Then why didn’t they do anything?"

"They’re cautious—pretending not to know, planning to call for backup."

"Call for backup..."

Hilia checked her progress with the array.

"Doesn’t matter. If they call for backup, I’ll just have the magic puppet stall for time if needed."

After entering, Hilia had put away the magic puppet to avoid getting noticed.

But she still got caught anyway.

"Your Disguise Skill isn’t up to par yet—turning into another person works alright, but blending into the environment needs work. Looks fine from a distance, but up close you’ll get exposed," Rose laughed. "Think about it, they’ve lived here forever. Suddenly there’s a long rock and you think they wouldn’t notice?"

"True... Whatever, as long as I get a little more time, I’ll have full control of this array. Just wait till they see what I can do!"

Even so, Hilia still felt a bit nervous.

If they showed up a little sooner and she hadn’t gotten control, all her effort would go down the drain.

She thought for a second, summoned the magic puppet, and had it move her things over, getting ready to face the enemy.

She didn’t take direct control, just issued defensive instructions to the puppet.

"Hope they take their sweet time getting here..."

Just as Rose predicted, not long after the two left, a crowd rushed in from the direction they’d gone.

As soon as they spotted Hilia’s disguise and the magic puppet beside her, one of the two immediately shouted, "There it is!"

"Knew someone was infiltrating."

"Destroy that magic puppet!"

"Kill!"

A wave of magic was flung by the heretics.

Hilia rolled her eyes and gave more orders to the magic puppet.

The puppet stepped forward, began following its instructions to resist attacks.

Hilia ignored the rest, focusing on wresting control of the array.

As spells flew, the magic puppet summoned an ice wall, and inside the ice wall it used the spell Adamantine Net that Hilia had learned.

The combo wasn’t as tight as Forest Silk, but it could still boost the ice wall’s resistance.

At least, against a bunch of beginner Tier One and Tier Two spells, it could do the trick.

Even if some of their spells had reached mastery and were stronger, the ice wall paired with the Adamantine Net could still hold up.

Lights flashed and flickered—then the ice wall shattered, revealing the unharmed magic puppet behind it.

"That’s one strong magic puppet."

"Go get the big boss!"

"Send magic puppets into attack mode!"

Amid the commotion, several people summoned their own magic puppets and charged forward, controlling them to attack.

At the same time, Hilia felt the Mage’s Hand spell succeed.

She had seized control of the array for the whole base!

The girl breathed out, stood up, turned around, and smiled sweetly at the incoming magic puppet horde, letting out a laugh: "Too weak!"

She drew her magic staff. Divine elements gathered at its tip.

The next instant, a burst of Purification Skill’s light erupted—every heretic bearing demonic qi screamed in agony.

Even the charging magic puppets, dark clouds of corruption billowed from them, drifting away in the wind!

"You thought this was your turf? Wrong! This is Miss Hilia’s turf!"