The next day, the race square.

The fifth most friendly match started as scheduled.

Under the attention of the audience in Wuyang and Wuyang, contestants of different races and styles, but all with extraordinary beauty have been in place, and have successively shown their affinity.

Thereinto.

Zachar, Charolic, Tihir.

Three true dragons that have performed very well in the previous game, in the affinity game. Directly fell to the lowest level.

Dragon?

Affinity?

These two words don't have much to do with each other at all.

Even if they are in the camp of the good order, they like to support the weak metal dragons from time to time, but because of the noble temperament and huge size of the dragons, they seem to be high, rejecting people from thousands of miles away, making it difficult for the vast majority of intelligent biological races to even get close.

In front of a real dragon.

Even if the other party has already restrained Long Wei and tried to show kindness, the vast majority of intelligent beings will still feel that it is difficult to breathe and be terrified.

Saga lifted his eyelids and looked at the heart value above his head.

In the previous four games, it was basically a love value that soared all the way, but now it seems very weak, jumping from time to time, and the number is barely increased by one.

Saga didn't feel any surprise at this, and his demeanor was as usual.

He was able to become the king of the near sea, not because of his affinity with others and the ability to make people feel like a spring breeze.

Charolica and Tihir's reaction was also quite lackluster, and even Charolica was not interested in this award.

In the end, after a competition that was not fierce at all.

The most affinity award fell into the hands of a human female law with a soft face, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a human woman who looked very easy to deal with, although this human female law also had some charm in appearance, but it was not outstanding at all compared to other players in the previous competition, but the affinity was full, so she was able to win this award.

With the end of the Most Affinity Award.

This year's Flower of the World Beauty Pageant, in a total of six games, is now only the last most popular award of the opposite sex, which is also called the strongest sexual tension award.

Follow the rules of the beauty pageant.

In a total of six competitions, the creature that wins the most prizes will directly become the overall winner of the beauty pageant, be awarded the title of Flower of the World by the Temple of Beauty, and be blessed by the God of Love and Beauty.

Five before and after.

Saga has already won the Appearance Crown Award, as well as the Temperament Transcendence Award.

If nothing else, he's basically the championship.

No other contestant has won both awards at the same time.

If one of the contestants wins the sixth race and has two prizes with Sagar, the winner will be chosen from the two.

"Whether it is popular with the opposite sex, well, or the same sex, or even across races, is a very important part of the definition of beauty."

"Now I announce that the last of this year's Flower of the World Beauty Pageant, the strongest tension competition, begins!"

With the chanting of the Bishop of Beauty, the final game officially began.

Knock knock!

As soon as the competition began, many female audience judges of different races looked at one place at the same time, and what was reflected in their field of vision was the golden dragon with shining golden scales, majestic posture, and a sense of beauty that could transcend race, and the temperament of a king.

Even some males couldn't help but give their love to Sachar.

At this time, Zachar's mind was not actually on the game, to be precise, on the game, not completely.

Because when he arrived here to participate in the competition, the throbbing in his heart became stronger, which made Zaga think about the connection between his uneasiness and the beauty temple of this competition.

Psionic energy is constantly consumed.

Zaga was engaged in a brainstorming process, and all the noteworthy images flashed through his mind.

Some things that he had ignored and felt inconsequential were slowly hooked together, making Saga think about it and faintly have a little aura, but due to the lack of key information, this aura was dim, and it was not possible to complete the cause and effect of the matter.

And in the eyes of the outside audience.

The contemplative golden emperor dragon bowed his head slightly.

A pair of immortal golden pupils revealed a calm and deep gaze, as if a king was pondering a grander blueprint.

Such a scene makes a large number of intelligent creatures regardless of gender can't help but be excited.

Some of them even had the absurd idea of wanting to become a dragon monarch and let the other party use their strong dragon body to ravage themselves in the depths of their hearts, and they couldn't help but see ripples and autumn waves.

While the dragon has a cross-racial aesthetic, the body structure also has an aesthetic that transcends racial limitations.

Other sapient beings are also prone to immerse themselves in the natural beauty of dragon bodies, especially if they know that dragons have an all-race aesthetic and can change into any race and sow blood.

Knock knock!

The love on Saga's head kept trembling, and he rode into the dust, leaving Xia Luoli who was the second far away.

This time, Xia Luoli didn't think about any unfairness, insider or anything like that in her heart.

As Saga's spouse, she knows very well what kind of sexual tension Saga has, which has a fatal temptation for the opposite sex like a poppy, and even sex will be unconsciously attracted.

Otherwise.

Nor could Sachar make her and the amethyst dragon Tihir, two young female dragons with great talents, willingly submit to her golden wings.

When Sachar shook his head slightly, he came back to his senses because he didn't have a very specific thought.

He heard the enthusiastic cries of the Bishop of Beauty and many of the spectators.

"The appearance is world-class, the temperament is detached, and the strongest sexual tension. A total of six awards, he won half of them! ”

"Let's congratulate Saga Arceus from the Dragon Clan for becoming the champion of this competition in an indisputable way."

Huh?

I've already won?

Saga blinked, realizing that he had won the match.

"I'm just here for a while, and I don't even want to race."

"But the light I radiated had already eclipsed all the other players."

With a sigh, the golden dragon's face was stunned: "Alas, I was born so good, although I have gained a lot of happiness and satisfaction, but there are gains and losses, and at the same time, I have lost a lot of trouble and pain.

"To be a champion, my heart doesn't even fluctuate. It's boring and boring. ”

Zachar's tail wagged slightly, whispering quietly.

He pretended.

The sound reached the ears of the two little female dragons, Tihir and Charolic, causing the two of them to roll their eyes at Saga in anger.

No inner turmoil?

This guy's tail is almost up to the sky now!

Suddenly, a fiery, fiery, and powerful aura suddenly burst out.

A half-illusory red rose bloomed in the air, and then a figure stepped out of it.

The fiery red, papal robe embellished with roses and firebirds, the tall figure, the handsome face, and a convincing and strange temperament are all intertwined to form people's first impression of the beautiful Pope Josúe.

Although it was the first time to meet.

But just by feeling and remembering its breath, Saga and Tihir were sure in their hearts that this character who had just appeared was the Pope of Beauty who had acted for them once before when they were in the Temple of Beauty and directly threw the giant away, a high-level legendary existence.

"May your beauty endure forever."

The bishops, priests, and caretakers present greeted the pope who had come here.

The Pope also bowed slightly, responding with essentially the same words, a common greeting among believers of the beauty gods.

"May your beauty endure forever."

At this moment, the golden dragon raised its head and looked at the handsome human suspended in the air.

"Josue, the Pope of Beauty"

The Pope of Beauty is a pure human being, with a young male appearance, with an immaculate and hardly human-like face, whose appearance would make even the delicate-faced elves feel ashamed.

The Temple of Beauty honors beauty.

Among them, the strong people in the upper class must have amazing beauty, such as the Pope of Beauty in the eyes of everyone at this time.

The powerful high-level legendary aura is secondary, and the flawless beauty on his body is even more amazing.

Seeing beautiful things often makes people feel good.

But inexplicably, when he saw the Pope of Beauty appear, Sachar's deep sense of unease became even stronger, so through the connection of the heart, he whispered to Tihir and Charolica in his heart:

"Be careful, my bad premonition has never been stronger."

Hearing this, Tihir and Xia Luoli, who were looking at the Pope of Beauty, looked at each other slightly, their expressions became much more serious, and their hearts surged with vigilance and vigilance around them.

"Why is the Pope of Beauty here?"

The golden dragon frowned slightly, staring at the Pope of Beauty.

In previous games, the ones who showed up were all bishops, and they were followers of the beauty god under the pope.

The participation of several legendary bishops could already be said to be the importance of this contest in the United States, but Zachar did not feel that the contest was so grand that it deserved the appearance of the Templar Pope himself.

"Perhaps, the source of my uneasiness lies in the Temple of Beauty."

Sachar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought.

"If that's the case, my luck can be said to be negative."

But when I came to accompany Xia Luoli to participate in this beauty contest, I had been calm before, only engaged in beauty contests, and there was a big incident in the beauty temple that was indisputable with the world."

Sachar shook his head imperceptibly.

Now he was more certain that he had the physique to attract calamity.

Because it can harness gravity, it can also attract calamity?

Is this reasonable?

This doesn't make sense!

There was no time for Saga to complain about his bad luck, and at the same time, the Pope lowered his eyes to the golden dragon that had won the pageant, and then his body slowly fell in mid-air, and his robes flew like a flame of passion.

A charming smile appeared on his face.

Stopping in front of the golden dragon, the Pope of Beauty stood in the shadow formed by the dragon's body blocking the light, looked up at the golden dragon with every scale full of beauty, and said with a heartfelt smile:

"Hello, my name is Josue, Pope of the Temple of Beauty."

After a brief self-introduction, the Pope of Beauty said in a sincere tone:

"It's an honor to appreciate your rare beauty."

"It dissipates my worries and makes me happy."

Being able to become the Pope shows that he is very practical and supportive of the idea of the beauty god.

This means that the Pope of Beauty is also a complete face control, gentle and amiable to beautiful things, and disgusted and repulsive to ugly things.

Therefore, although he had no friendship at all, he was very friendly to Zachar.

"From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were the champion, and you did become the champion."

The Pope of Beauty was quite enthusiastic.

Under the gaze of the other party, the golden dragon nodded, lowered his head to look at the Pope of Beauty in front of him, and said, "I am also honored to be recognized by the Temple of Beauty. ”

The Pope of Beauty smiled slightly and said:

"On behalf of the great and beautiful god of love and beauty, I will personally bestow upon you the title of Flower of the World, as well as the proof of the championship you have won."

The Pope of Beauty raised his arm.

Airplanes!

A fiery beam of light fell from the sky, falling precisely to the center of Sachar's visor.

There is no doubt that in front of creatures that are far stronger than themselves, there will naturally be pressure.

Faced with the sudden situation, Saga immediately wanted to turn on the deflection force field to resist.

But when I think of the Pope of Beauty in front of me is a high-level legend, his strength is unfathomable, if he can't deal with himself who is a legend, he doesn't need to make any detours at all, and the other party is kind and gentle, and there is no malice at all.

Stay calm in the face of stress.

It is also a kind of courage.

Saga pressed the urge to turn on the deflection field, and calmly accepted the fall of the fiery red beam.

In a flash.

In the midst of all the attention, a fiery red beam of light falling from the sky fell on the center of the golden dragon's visor, and then intertwined to form a vivid rose pattern.

Now.

The golden dragon with a majestic body, golden light, and an imperial temperament, has a warm and bright rose mark in the center of his eyebrows, which not only adds a charm to it.

Meanwhile.

At the moment when there is an extra rose brand in the center of the eyebrows.

Saga keenly felt that countless eyes were instantly focused on himself, and a large number of intelligent creatures present lost their minds, their eyes were glued to Sachar's body, and it was difficult to move.

The Pope of Beauty, who has an immaculate aesthetic next to him, also has a hard time taking people's attention away from Sachar.

"It's."

Saga felt that this was the effect of the rose imprint on his eyebrows.

The laughing voice of the Pope of Beauty came into Zachar's ears and said, "The rose is the symbol of the god of beauty, and this mark is the proof of your champion, the blessing of the god of beauty, which is already contained in it. ”

At the same time, a message flooded into my mind.

Saga naturally understood the effect of the rose brand.

"It's amazing."

When he learned about it, Sagar was amazed.

At first, he thought that the blessing of the god of beauty might be to improve his beauty or charm or something, but now that he looks at it, he is too underestimated by the blessing of a high god.

If only I had known the effect of the blessing of the god of beauty.

He's going to take it more seriously.

In fact, the god of beauty blessed a divine technique called the Flower of Beauty.

The blessing of the god of beauty is not fixed, and for the champion of Sachar, his blessing is a magic that has a cooldown but can be used multiple times.

When the Rose Mark is activated in Zachar.

It is almost impossible for any creature that sees him, even if it is only a glimpse in the corner of his vision, to take his eyes off him, and to sink into the magnification of Zachar's beauty a thousand times and to extricate himself, in addition to the difficulty of looking away, it is also difficult to have malice and hostility towards Zachar, let alone directly draw his sword and launch an attack, which is almost impossible.

Of course, the effect of this magic power is not fixed

The effect of the enhancement or weakening of the user's appearance, temperament, etc., will also increase or weaken, that is, the more beautiful the creature itself, the better the effect of using the power of this magic spell, and vice versa.

"The flower of beauty can get this blessing, I have to say, you are very lucky."

Looking at the rose mark on the golden dragon's eyebrows, the Pope of Beauty said with emotion, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

As pope, he also had the blessing of the god of beauty, but not the flower of beauty that Sachar received.

Zachar's divine power is the embodiment of the qualities of the god of love and beauty, and whenever this high deity himself appears, all eyes are drawn to him, and it is difficult for any living being to be hostile to him, unable to generate thoughts of harming him, including the gods.

The Flower of Beauty is a degraded version of the god's power.

Lucky enough to hear the words of the Pope of Beauty, Sachar was noncommittal.

His mind moved, and the mark of the flower of beauty in the center of his eyebrows disappeared.

Many intelligent beings who were attracted by the flower of beauty came back to their senses and looked away.

"Zachar, I think you look better."

At this time, Charoli stared directly at Sachar, her fiery gaze seemed to eat him, and Tihir also looked at him with crystal eyes.

In addition to the anti-heaven effect after active activation, the flower of beauty also has a passive effect.

For example, this gets a lot of enhanced attraction to the opposite sex.

It is foreseeable that in the future, where Saga passes, the hearts of thousands of female dragons will sprout.

Meanwhile.

The Pope of Beauty suddenly rose into the air and stood high in the air again.

He looked around, smiled charmingly, and said aloud:

"The competition in the Temple of Beauty has ended, you can leave."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the voice of the Pope of Beauty suddenly became much sharper.

"Except, you are killing yourselves! Dare to plunder the heretics of my god's faith! ”

During the beauty pageant, the people of the Church of Joy also mixed in with the audience on a large scale, picking the right target, suitable for luring the sunk, but they did not know that they were already considered as a target.

The god of love and beauty is an old high deity, a powerful divine power.

Although, because of his authority, he rarely had disputes with other gods.

However, being able to sit firmly on the high god throne in the great circle universe full of gods is enough to show that this god is not an existence to be messed with.

The struggle for faith is brutal.

In order to kill as many infidels as possible as quickly as possible, the Pope of Beauty did not care that a move in such a situation would cause chaos and cause the death of innocent spellcasters.

As for the Pope of Rainbow Sky City's beauty, he has already passed the anger with the city lord, and the Rainbow Sky City side will turn a blind eye.

The prohibition of flying and private fighting in the city is just a rule formulated according to the will of the city lord, and the rules have always been used to break.

Listening to the Pope of Beauty's suddenly sharp and cold words, the many spellcasters gathered here were slightly stunned.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, countless fiery red hearts burst out, as fast as lightning, accurately shooting into the chests of many spectators, imposing marks.

Except for the audience.

Including two bishops belonging to the Temple of Beauty, three priests, and more than a dozen guards, their bodies were also marked.

"The Templar guards obey the order to kill these heretics!"

The Pope of Beauty said categorically.

Extremely quickly, a group of secret guards, who were generally at the high level, many of them legendary bosses, appeared out of nowhere and launched an attack on the targets marked by the Pope of Beauty.

Without warning, the scene instantly became chaotic.

Many spellcasters use all kinds of magic at the first time to stay away from this place as much as possible.

"I'm caught up in the battle of faith between the gods."

"No wonder I feel heart palpitations."

"Whether it is a good god or an evil god, once it comes to the struggle for faith, it will become a complete madman."

In the midst of the chaos, Zachar's eyelids jumped, and he finally knew the source of the deep uneasiness in his heart for the past two days.

He really couldn't have imagined that in the Sky City, which belonged to the Cloud Empire, he could also encounter a violent conflict between god believers over faith.

Look at the Pope of Beauty's madness.

There are also bishops, priests, guards, etc., who are regarded as targets, and they know that this battle for faith is probably extraordinary, and the interior of this beautiful temple has been eroded.

"The sacrifice of the higher gods and even the bishop's faith have been eroded, and where will the gods of beauty compete for faith?"

Waving his wings, and Tihir as they prepared to get away from here, Saga thought to himself.

(End of chapter)