They all call me an evil god Vol. 1 [MTL]

Ch 118

Chapter 118:

In the VIP seat, Mycella's body retreated violently, as if she had been hit by some invisible bullet.

Frightened, the surrounding priests immediately stood on guard and surrounded them, but they did not know the specific situation and did not dare to shout for evacuation.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" The priest lowered his voice and asked urgently.

Misetla opened her mouth, but there was no sound.

The blow just now was not a joke, although it was only a wisp of consciousness that had been attacked non-lethally, but the personal power was extremely high, and it came so suddenly that her head was still buzzing.

"Pastor!" The priest hurriedly greeted.

Mysella waved her hand, and if the priest really found out, she would be embarrassed.

"Don't worry." Francis struggled to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth, "Mycella is fine, we had some conscious discussions just now, and she is a little tired.

Mycella gritted her teeth and glared at him.

What nonsense! If this spreads, others will only say that her strength has regressed and she can't beat Francis.

Francis looks harmless, so what else? How to explain it?

The priests looked at each other.

Who would have thought that the two demigods would suddenly have a private discussion? It's okay to stop at the end of the day, in case of a leak of spiritual power, how can they, the low-level priests, protect the students?

But they only dared to think about these words.

"Don't you really need us to treat you?" The two priests were holding various high-grade potions, and they wanted to come forward.

"No," Mycera squeezed out the words with difficulty, "go down and rest."

"Yes," the two pastors bowed and retreated.

Alanna glanced at the movement of the VIP seat, and the corners of her lips turned up, "Am I too heavy?"

Bu Bai nodded with concern, just kick it, why bother to kick people out of this continent?

"It's not heavy, my subordinates are merciful." Liam's expression was pale.

If it were Him, the hand would be heavier.

"But why is Theodore's room so different?" Alana was also curious about the question.

Liam furrowed his eyebrows slightly, without an answer.

Bu Bai scratched his head, "That's also an artifact, and its activity is no less than high-level weird." Our tulips know how to avoid misfortune and seek blessings, don't they understand?

Alana choked, but the tulips were pinched by her own hands, and it was normal to be close to Theodore.

However, when you think about it this way, the aura on Theodore's body may not be weird, but from the pollution of her gods.

"Eh, someone's over there!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and sure enough, three or four students in the outer circle had already woken up. Their quill pens floated slowly in mid-air, emitting a faint transcendent light.

One orange-yellow, three orange.

The priest and priest quickly stepped forward to soothe them.

"The highest is only orange, and it seems that there is no hope for the second round final."

"Don't say that, there are about 10-year-olds among them. It's great to be where we are today. I will be able to win the championship easily in the future.

"What I said is that Paul, who won first place in the preliminary round, is seventeen years old, and his age really has an advantage."

All kinds of lights lit up in the arena one by one, and from a distance it looked like a rainbow shattering into the air.

Soon there were only ten people left in the inner circle, which means that the final list has been released.

The first thing the students did when they woke up was to look around, count the number of people who were still in the Gate of Enlightenment, and deduce the ranking, and when they got the answers, they all smiled with joy.

Ingrid was the third-to-last to open her eyes. The quill in her hand floated slowly, flashing with a dazzling red light, attracting a wave of admiration from the surroundings.

But when she swept her gaze to the other side, the smile faded.

There were two more in line ahead of her! In addition to the expected Paul, there was Theodore, who was three years younger than her. Isn't he a first-year student from York College? How can there be such strength?

"Congratulations to the top 10 students who will advance to tomorrow's finals."

With a wave of his hand, Francis used his spiritual power to deliver the crystal trophy to the ten children.

That trophy is not just a T-good-looking ornament, it is also a real Sage-level defensive magic weapon, worth at least eight gold pounds in the extraordinary market.

Ingrid held the trophy and looked at the VIP seat with trepidation.

But Mysella had just lost face, was in a bad mood, and now looked away disappointed when she saw that Ingrid's results were not as good as in the preliminary round.

"Alanna!" Theodore held the crystal ball and trotted all the way.

Alana quickly got up, gave him a big hug, and lowered her head to drop a kiss on top of his head.

"Theodore was awesome! Alanna is so proud of you! Theodore's

smile reached the base of his ear, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Good job," Liz stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

Bubai jumped on top of Theodore's head, "Meow."

"Didn't you say you wanted to try the cake in the campus café in the morning? Shall we go and sit down? Alana suggested.

"Yay!" Theodore happily took Alanna's hand.

On the other side, Mycera walked towards the school building without saying a word, and Ingrid timidly followed behind her.

Francis couldn't bear it, but he knew that once he followed, the student would be settled, so he could only pretend not to see it.

There was a click, and the door slammed shut.

Misetla sat on the couch with a solemn expression.

Ingrid's heart was beating a drum.

Ever since she was five years old, her grandmother has taught her her schoolwork, hoping that she will one day become the powerful elder of the Cult of Magic and support the Paz family.

But when she really entered Duolong Academy, especially after participating in the Magic Guide Knowledge Competition, she discovered that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. It's almost impossible to win this time.

"Grandmother, it's my lack of strength that has brought shame on the family."

Mithera comes back to her senses, surprisingly not reprimanding her, "Your performance is not impressive, but your performance is quite stable. There's also a final round where you have a chance to win.

When Ingrid heard this, she didn't feel excited, but the pressure doubled, "The top two students are very good, especially Paul, who is in first place, he is a well-known high-IQ genius.

"No," Mycella shook her head slightly, "you're mistaken, he's easy to deal with." Theodore, who finished second, was tricky.

Ingrid was puzzled. Obviously, Paul's knowledge and competition results are clearly superior to him and Theodore.

"I looked at Paul, who came from a poor family, with a father who died young, a mother who was seriously ill, and a six-year-old sister at home. His biggest purpose in participating in the competition is the prize money.

"So, as long as the terms are good enough, Paul will voluntarily give up the first place."

Ingrid bowed her head silently, as if her heart had been pricked by a needle.

It turned out that my grandmother was not talking about fair play, and she also thought in her heart that she was not as good as Paul.

Mycella, seeing her downfall, sighed secretly and pulled her to sit down.

"When you reach seventeen, you'll be stronger than Paul. But not every magic knowledge contest can invite Francis to come in person. The

reason why I was able to do this year is inseparable from the fragments of Godhead.

"So, in order to take advantage of this rare opportunity, I'm going to put you in the winner's seat."

"But," Ingrid said, "I've heard that Francis doesn't necessarily choose the winner as a student.

"He just wanted to have some leeway. If you're the winner, I'm more than 70% sure that it's going to happen.

Ingrid nodded and asked, "What about Theodore in second place?"

She noticed that during the pre-match security check, Francis seemed to have a lot of communication with Theodore.

"He's not going to be easy," Ingrid was silent, just thinking about it.

A child under the age of nine is not a cause for concern, it is the person behind him who is difficult to deal with. Alana · Sos is a student of Victor and seems to have a personal relationship with Elton.

Money can't impress them, so they have to add one or two weighty magic weapons or artifacts.

There is not enough inducement, and there is coercion.

It's a good thing that Victor isn't by Alana's side, otherwise the scene would be a bit embarrassing.

Tomorrow is the final, so she doesn't have much time. Tonight's networking dinner is a good time, and I hope the young night watchman will be a little more knowledgeable.

*

"Belinda, how's your situation going over there?" Erin's voice came from the Communication Rune Stone.

"We searched the west side of Petra's garden and found nothing. There are only trees, flowers, statues and pools, not even a single wooden house or gazebo.

"You didn't alarm the security, did you?" Erin asked.

"No, the patrol route and personnel arrangement in the afternoon are exactly the same as in the morning. I can be invisible, and Arthur wears a high-level concealment weapon, so he didn't alarm any of the guards.

"What about you?" Belinda asked.

"We're in a similar situation to you, there are more courtyards and fountains here, and we've scanned them one by one with spiritual power, but we haven't found anything out of the ordinary."

Belinda couldn't help but be disappointed and looked at the sky, "What's next?" Go straight back and tell Miss Alanna that there is no problem with Petra Garden?

Erin fell silent.

The first time I organized a group to sweep, the equipment was so neatly belted, but there was no wool harvest, how can this work? And she always felt that something wasn't quite right.

Belinda had a hunch and took the initiative to ask, "Do you have any other ideas?"

"Don't you think the plants in Petra's garden are growing a little too well?"

"You mean the Holy Tree?"

"Well, I've only seen this tree from books before. They have a long growing period and require a lot of spiritual irrigation, so they usually grow in mountainous areas where spiritual ores are kept.

"But here, the tree species is dense and grows very well. Either the high-ranking priests worked tirelessly and watered day after day, or something kept them growing.

Belinda recalls the news she had received from the captain of the Petra Gardens and dismissed the first suspicion, "No, it's rare for high-ranking priests to enter here, except for the two demigods who come here occasionally.

"That's the second one."

"If so, what is at work, the large circle?"

"Perhaps, but what does the circle rely on? At the beginning of the Battle of Hydra, the Prophecy Cult used the fragments of the weapons of the God of War as the core of the magic circle, and there should be something similar here.

Belinda's heart pounded, as if she was about to open a mysterious veil, "Assuming that this circle does exist, and we can't perceive it, it means that the circle is isolated!"

Erin retraced their search route, thinking about the distribution of the Sacred Tree and her eyes lit up, "Artificial lake!" That artificial lake in the middle of the garden! The

two of them looked at each other, and they understood the next step without prompting.

As night falls, the tree sways gently in the evening breeze, making a slight rustling sound. Four figures shuttled quickly through the forest, like dexterous cats.

The center of Petra Gardens, is an artificial lake covering hundreds of acres.

On the east side of the lake there is a promenade that winds and turns to the minaret pavilion in the center of the lake. It is said that it was the favorite resting place of the two demigods in this garden.

Erin directly circled the gazebo several times in an undead state, and quickly found an unusual source of extraordinary power, "There is a secret door controlled by the magic guide here, and there must be an open space under the gazebo!"

Belinda furrowed her eyebrows, "But this machine has magic runes attached to it, and if it is forcibly activated, it may be discovered by the people behind the scenes."

Erin hooked her lips and smiled, "I've tried, this magic rune only has the rank of divine envoy, and it can't stop me."

Belinda was still uneasy, "Lord Irene, please don't be impulsive. If this is really the place we're looking for, it's too lax in security.

"I'm afraid there's danger down here, and we're still thereIt was to return first and inform Miss Alana of the results of the investigation.

"And then?" Erin stood on top of the secret door, her expression determined, "Let your soul master Alana jump down herself?" Among those of us who are above the divine envoys, we are the only ones and me.

All along, she always hid in the shadows, watching Alanna's fight and growth from afar.

But this is not enough. Since you have chosen to serve her as the master, you should become a loyal bayonet in her hand!

Belinda looked at Nock pleadingly, hoping he could help persuade her.

Nock read Belinda's hint and turned his head to meet Erin's clear eyes. After staring at each other for a moment, they smiled.

He's the same kind of person as Erin. On the surface, he is casual and flamboyant, but in fact he is paranoid and crazy engraved in his bones.

If it were him, I was afraid that he would jump more neatly.

The corners of Irene's lips raised. is worthy of her younger brother, there are some things that don't have to be said, they understand each other.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Her movements were lightning fast, and in the next second, she pierced through the secret door and fell into the unknown space.