The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Chapter 333: Chapter 331: A Thousand Miles of Ice, Hilia’s Fury

At first, no one paid any attention to the sudden downpour.

Until at a certain moment, the rain suddenly changed into hailstones.

This unusual weather finally attracted the committee’s attention—a mage from the committee flew high above the entire tournament ground, heading toward the clouds.

Moments later, terrifying magic power erupted, and the giant cloud hanging over the stage was forcibly blasted away.

The sun shone again on the arena.

However...

No warmth could be felt on the field at all.

The teams fighting fiercely just moments ago instinctively pulled their clothes tighter around themselves.

Hilia’s opponents suspected nothing, thinking it was some trick of hers—they all knew there was an Ice Mage on the Holy Maiden Squad.

A little cold? They could handle it!

But the more they endured, the colder it got; their movements became sluggish.

The Holy Maiden Squad wouldn’t let such a good chance slip by—they quickly sent their opponents flying off the stage or forced them to surrender.

"Round one: Divine Team One wins. Competitors, please return to the rest area. Take a short break, the next round will start in 15 minutes."

Hilia looked up at the sky and said, "Don’t leave yet, something’s happening."

As soon as Hilia finished speaking, the rain and hail that had fallen earlier suddenly began to freeze rapidly.

The raindrops, naturally, had already fallen on the referees, the other team’s competitors, and the audience.

So the ice spread over everyone, with the first victims being the Tier Four referee and five players from the opposing team.

The referee managed to break the ice in less than three seconds, then quickly went to help free the frozen contestants.

The Holy Maiden Squad, trusting Hilia, had kept the raindrops from touching them and were unharmed—only a few ice chunks clung to their shoes, nothing serious.

The same went for the other team, since they had help from the referee.

But...

The spectators weren’t so lucky.

Some had brought umbrellas in advance, some used magic power to ward off the rain.

But most chose to watch through the rain, with no umbrella, no magical defense.

The situation was critical—figures sprang into the air from all around the competitors’ seating, rushing to unfreeze those trapped in ice.

The tournament committee was completely flustered.

The entire arena instantly descended into chaos.

Onstage, Hilia immediately said to the girls, "Benovia, go to Audience Zone 3, grab spectator 3 and 12. Phil, go to Audience Zone 6, catch number 7 and 9. Phil..."

As Hilia rattled off instructions, Doris couldn’t help asking, "Why?"

"Those people are key nodes of a magic array. I’ll explain later—we don’t have time! The frozen civilians can’t resist the ice. Please, hurry!"

"Got it." Benovia dashed off instantly.

The other girls quickly spread out, heading for the audience stands.

But right then, two Tier Four mages from the tournament committee appeared and cast spells to block their path. "Don’t move! Stay where you are!"

Hilia quickly said, "Fine, we won’t move—but please, go grab 3-3, 3-12... those people! They’re forming the array of ’Absolute Freeze.’ If you destroy the nodes, you can save the frozen spectators!"

The two Northern Alliance mages blocking the Holy Maiden Squad frowned and snapped impatiently, "What does a Tier Three Mage like you know? I said stay put! We’ll handle this."

Hilia lost it. "Then hurry up and do something! If you keep dragging your feet, those ordinary people will be dead in minutes!"

"We’re freeing them, can’t you see? It takes time to unfreeze each one!"

"Instead of going one by one, why not listen to me and smash the nodes of the ’Absolute Freeze’ array?"

"What array? There are only protective arrays here, nothing else! What are you blabbering about? Are you involved with the mastermind behind this attack?"

"I..."

Hilia found talking to the Northern Alliance really infuriating.

Time was ticking by—if they kept freeing people one by one, at least half the ordinary spectators would end up dead.

She couldn’t let that happen.

Right now, she desperately missed the days when Blake had given her free rein and full support.

Clearly, expecting the Northern Alliance to listen to a Tier Three Mage like her was a pipe dream.

So she decided to act. While the two Tier Four mages tried to keep her contained, she stacked Light Body Technique and Swift Movement Skill, unleashed all her magic power, and smashed straight through the weakest point Rose had indicated, blasting open the Tier Four mages’ spell barrier by brute force.

Their shock was obvious. Next second, one of the Tier Four mages closest to Hilia instantly appeared before her.

"I said, don’t move without permission! Listen to the committee’s orders—do you hear me? Get back!"

A Tier Four spell crashed toward Hilia—the power was held back, meant just to knock her back.

But now that she was out, there was no way Hilia was going back.

She fixed her eyes on a woman in the audience with a pure white umbrella. The woman was watching her too, lips twisting in a strange smile, as if mocking Hilia for overreaching.

That woman was one of the core nodes of the freezing array. If Hilia could force her from her spot, she could weaken the ’Absolute Freeze’ array formed by the audience, maybe saving half the people here.

Hilia gritted her teeth—there was no way she could dodge a Tier Four spell with her speed. There was only one way—

"Lord Rose..."

"Go for it!"

Hilia felt like a ball struck by a stick—suddenly accelerated, she shot toward the spectator. The Tier Four spell aimed at her missed entirely due to her sudden burst of speed.

Before the mage could react, Hilia was in front of the woman, grinning.

In the woman’s stunned gaze, Hilia grabbed her shoulder, used her for leverage to flip overhead, planted her feet, and hurled the woman out with all her momentum.

"Go for it!"

Hilia returned Rose’s words to this heretic spectator.

Brushing off her hands, Hilia was about to rush to disrupt the next node, when the Tier Four mage responsible for stopping her appeared in front of her again.

Humiliated, he glared coldly at Hilia, unleashing the full pressure of his Tier Four presence on her.

"Had enough yet?"

Hilia faced the mage who had suddenly appeared, doing her best not to bow her back under his pressure. She stared at him and asked, one word at a time:

"Is your tournament committee really going to stand in my way, and just let civilians die?"

The Tier Four mage ignored her question and said coldly,

"I suspect you’re involved in this sudden freezing. So now I give you a severe warning and am filing for your disqualification and a full committee investigation."

The girl’s face was strained with tension.

The next second, suddenly, she broke into laughter.

"Heh. Fine, then."