There were divine envoys to help block those hot eyes, and there were people who tried to get closer, so that Yu Shu could wait quietly until the time of the test.

"Put your hands on it and concentrate." The bishop's tone was imperceptible as he handed the crystal ball to the blonde girl.

Yu Shu put her hand on the crystal ball as he said, concentrating, and after seeing that the crystal ball had not changed, she tentatively injected a force into it, and the crystal ball emitted a dazzling white light, so that Yu Shu couldn't help but close her eyes.

The white light fell silent in the square, and they looked at the light-shrouded girl on the high platform with a sudden, hot, jealous look.

It wasn't until the bishop's voice rang out that he came back to his senses.

"Congratulations, God-favored God."

Looking at the bishop's expression, Yu Shu knew that he thought that it was because of that gem that the crystal ball shone, she didn't mean to explain, smiled at him, and walked towards the evil god and Nishizawa who were waiting on the side.

No one is sure how many Divine Favorites there are, so even if one of them shows up, the selection continues.

Bev had been raising for a few days, but her feet still hurt terribly, and she was aggrieved that Cyril did not come to her, and refused the medicine sent by Cyril.

Bev, who overestimated her physical condition, was helped to the square by Cyril, and both of them were stunned at the same time when they saw Yu Shu making the crystal ball shine.

Bev bit her lip tightly, thinking that even the king was on Yu Shu's side, she only felt that the world was against her.

Looking down at her still sore legs, Bev wondered if it was the girl's admirer who did it, otherwise how could it be so coincidental, just on that day?

She has nothing now, and even her lover is about to be lost, and Yu Shu is not only liked by everyone, but also has become a god, and Bev has mixed feelings.

But she knew that the gap between her and Yu Shu was getting bigger and bigger, and no matter how uncomfortable she was, she could only hold back.

"Help me get in line."

Bev pushed Cyril, whose eyes were focused on Yu Shu, and there was too much sarcasm in her eyes.

Cyril withdrew his gaze, his eyes a little empty, not knowing what he was thinking.

There weren't many people before them, and it wasn't long before Bev took her turn.

The bishop looked at Bev without any expression on his face, coldly handed over the crystal ball and read out the test rules, and then there was no reaction.

After returning from the palace, Bev felt the indifference of the oracle and the bishop, and was not surprised by the bishop's reaction at this time, pursed her lips and carefully put her hand on it.

She knew how much the people of the temple hated her as a traitor, and that becoming a god was her only chance, and if she didn't succeed, she would lose her only status as an oracle now.

Bev stared at the crystal ball, holding her breath and praying to the god of light in her heart that she would make the crystal ball glow.

But she waited and waited, from anticipation to despair, but she didn't see the crystal ball glowing, and there were already people behind who couldn't wait to urge her, and the bishop even took the crystal ball back.

"Go down." His voice was faint, as if he hadn't taken Bev seriously.

Bev didn't dare to look up at the bishop and the others' expressions, terrified of the contempt on their faces.

The huge panic of losing everything made Bev suddenly lose her five senses, and she walked off the high platform in a daze, like a walking corpse.

Seeing Beve's lost soul, Cyril didn't take her to heart so much, and still couldn't help but sigh.

He walked over and hugged Bev and comforted, "Not this time, let's try again next time." ”

In fact, in Cyril's opinion, Bev doesn't even have divine powers, and it's normal that she doesn't let the crystal ball shine.

What's more, except for Beve, all of those gods in the temple have divine powers, and they can't make the crystal ball shine, isn't it a matter of her failure to fail.

But Bev was in a sad time, and Cyril could only say this comforting thing.