“The cultists are all avoiding us.”

“It seems we’re safe now.”

Tixil the Amethyst Dragon blinked and spoke.

At this moment, within the chaotic battlefield of the Sect of Pleasure, the area around Saga had become the sole sanctuary. An invisible barrier seemed to exist, keeping the secret guards of the temple and the followers of pleasure at bay.

At the center, the Golden Dragon that made all the cultists retreat was imposingly present in full glory.

Tixil’s whisper brought Saga’s thoughts back to the present. He looked around at the sapient beings gathered around him.

Under the watchful gaze of the dragon, the previously cautious sapient beings showed signs of nervousness.

Fortunately, the dragon merely glanced at them indifferently and withdrew its gaze, showing no intention of driving them away.

Saga, with the bloodline of the Golden Dragon.

Sometimes, without affecting himself, he didn’t mind offering protection to the weak, enjoying the gratitude and awe in their eyes.

“Could my presence ever be unsafe?”

The Golden Dragon lifted its head, responding to its companion’s words.

“Hmm, but what just happened?”

“The followers of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty are one thing, but why are these followers of the God of Bliss, who came from who knows where, also deliberately avoiding us?”

Tixil looked at Saga with confusion.

Before Saga could explain, it was probably because the heart-stealing demon had taken a liking to him.

Charlotte, at his side, raised her paw, her faceplate expression feigning calm but unable to hide her pride, her tail swishing back and forth.

“Well, just now, the irresistibly charming me caught the attention of the God of Bliss, who wanted me as His Chosen Hero.”

“Although I refused, He said I could always make the ‘right’ choice and pursue the desires of my heart whenever I wish,” she said nonchalantly.

It seemed as if being favored by a deity was just an ordinary occurrence.

Saga: …

How is this heart-stealing demon any different from a Tyrant?

Casting a wide net, is that it?

This scene felt familiar to Saga, reminding him of the Golden Dragon who was also sought after by the Tyrant, promising the position of a Chosen Hero.

Now, Charlotte, already quite narcissistic, was putting on airs because of the evil god’s favor.

The multicolored, radiant Golden Dragon shook its head and sighed wistfully:

“My cursed charm, even the gods cannot ignore it.”

“Alas, sometimes being too charming is not a good thing. Look, it has attracted the attention of a mysterious deity, whose nature is unknown as to whether it is good or bad.”

Charlotte waved her paw and said:

“Regardless, I am safe here. These followers of pleasure won’t harm me. Stay by my side.”

Silence is golden.

Though he believed the situation had more to do with him, Saga chose silence, leaving the stage to his partner to show off.

“The heart-stealing demon, the master of pleasure, the God of Bliss.”

“The Goddess of Love and Beauty, the passionate princess, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.”

“…The battle between these two deities’ sects now seems to be tipping in favor of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty.”

Close to Saga, in the safe zone of the Sect of Pleasure, Tixil looked towards the battle between the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty and the Sect of Pleasure and said.

“Unless something unexpected happens, this battle should end before long. We just need to watch quietly from the side and not interfere.”

Saga gazed at the battlefield and spoke.

At this point, with their own safety secured, the many sapient beings also turned their attention mostly to the battle between the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty and the Sect of Pleasure.

The Goddess of Love and Beauty, as a veteran higher deity.

The Pontiff of Beauty chosen by her was indeed extraordinary.

In a battle where both sides were of the seventh rank, legendary, and both had artifacts of similar levels bestowed by the deities, the Pontiff of Beauty, facing two fallen bishops alone, was not only not at a disadvantage but was completely overpowering them.

Apart from the Pontiff of Beauty.

The other secret guards of the temple were also quite strong, dominating the battle against the followers of pleasure, gradually slaying them one by one, staining the ground with blood.

Unless something unexpected happens.

As time passed, this battle would slowly draw to a close.

However.

Just as the Pontiff of Beauty had just repelled the two fallen bishops, knocking them from the sky to the ground and preparing to pursue them.

Suddenly.

A soul-shaking surge of psychic energy erupted.

Saga and Tixil were slightly startled, then suddenly turned around to look at the gathering place of the sapient beings not far away.

Augustus, the heart-stealing demon, hovered in mid-air, his lower face’s tendrils moving without wind, his slender body wrapped in a tangible vast psychic energy.

He had raised his arm, one hand on his head, the other pointing towards the Pontiff of Beauty.

In an instant, a dazzling point of psychic energy, as fast as lightning, struck the Pontiff of Beauty, piercing into his psyche.

Mind control technique!

The sudden assault of the heart-stealing demon happened in a flash, and the unprepared Pontiff of Beauty was hit by the mind disintegration technique, as if struck by lightning, his eyes vacant, his body trembling violently, his pupils dilating and contracting as if he was undergoing a fierce mental struggle.

“Praise the heart-stealing demon, praise the bliss.”

After shedding its disguise, the heart-stealing demon’s posture remained graceful and gentle, but in the depths of its eyes, there was an undisguised violent desire.

In a community, the alien is still the minority.

The gentleness and humility of the heart-stealing demon were just a facade.

In fact, this heart-stealing demon was the leader of the Sect of Pleasure in Rainbow Sky City.

The first follower of the heart-stealing demon.

It was the one that brought the heart-stealing customs to Rainbow Sky City and spread them out, even eroding the interior of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty.

Whether as a Mind Warlock or as a follower of the heart-stealing demon, the heart-stealing demon needed to follow its inner desires to become stronger.

And its desire was simple – to enslave beings!

The heart-stealing demon was a born slaver, a psychic tyrant. Alas, the empire of the heart-stealing demon had long since crumbled, and this desire could only be deeply buried in its heart. But once tempted by the heart-stealing demon, it flared up like wildfire, burning wildly.

“Indeed, it’s all an act.”

“This guy is also a follower of the heart-stealing demon, and it seems he holds a high rank, possibly even a hidden leader.”

Saga gazed at the heart-stealing demon.

During his time at the Mind Warlock Society, he and Tixil had pleasant exchanges with the heart-stealing demon on the path of psychic energy, and they both felt the other was unfathomable, not just an ordinary legendary Mind Warlock.

Now, the heart-stealing demon had bared its fangs.

It displayed vast psychic energy, not weaker than a high-ranking legendary, and launched a sneak attack on the Pontiff of Beauty.

The sapient beings not far from the heart-stealing demon immediately showed expressions of horror, their innate fear and wariness of the psychic tyrant surging, then they scrambled to distance themselves, none daring to attack it.

“Get out of my mind!”

The Pontiff of Beauty with shifting eyes roared.

His gaze regained clarity for a moment.

However, the heart-stealing demon’s facial tendrils danced wildly, and the slippery skin on its head showed crisscrossing wrinkles, like the grooves of a brain.

Buzz!

Behind the Pontiff of Beauty, a huge half-body phantom of the heart-stealing demon made entirely of psychic energy appeared.

It opened its arms and tightly grasped the Pontiff of Beauty.

The heart-stealing demon’s mastery of will enslavement and control psychic abilities could be said to have reached the pinnacle, especially powerful in one-on-one control, making it difficult for the Pontiff of Beauty to break free in a short time.

Mind Warlocks are particularly adept at fighting outnumbered.

One controls a target, then the rest of the allies follow up with attacks, easily taking down the target.

Just like now.

While the Pontiff of Beauty was struggling against the heart-stealing demon on the mental level.

The two fallen bishops rose from the ground, their faces twisted with perverse pleasure, and charged at the Pontiff of Beauty together. The Pontiff of Beauty, controlled by the heart-stealing demon, had little ability to resist against more high-ranking legends.

One against three, the Pontiff reached his limit.

At this time.

Saga was preparing to use the Annihilation Dragon Breath again to attack the Sect of Pleasure, taking advantage of the fact that the attention of the pleasure bishop and the heart-stealing demon was on the Pontiff of Beauty, to leave the Sect of Pleasure.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help the Pontiff of Beauty.

He had a favorable impression of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty, after all, the church had been responsive to his requests.

However, the current Saga found it difficult to get involved in the struggle of high-ranking legends.

Unless…

Suddenly.

The rose mark on Saga’s forehead lit up, radiant and beautiful.

The flow of time seemed to slow down, almost coming to a halt.

In the still world.

A translucent, breathtakingly beautiful phantom solidified in front of Saga.

This was a goddess with a perfect face, devoid of any flaws, wearing only a semi-transparent silk robe, her exquisite curves subtly visible beneath it. She displayed her beauty openly and unabashedly.

Her hair was always slightly curly, exuding a fiery passion.

Her appearance kept changing, initially with golden skin and almond-shaped eyes, then in a second, her skin turned reddish-brown, her eyes the deepest amber or honey color, and then again to milky white skin, sky blue or forest green eyes.

But no matter the changes.

An ultimate, flawless beauty was always present, breathtaking, impossible to look away from, making one feel she was the most beautiful existence in the entire universe, the embodiment and representative of beauty.

“Hey, am I beautiful?”

A light laugh reached Saga’s ears.

The Goddess of Beauty, only 1.7 meters tall and surrounded by divine light, floated in front of the Golden Dragon, extending her delicate and smooth arm, teasingly lifting the Golden Dragon’s chin, forming a composition of a goddess and a dragon full of beauty.

“Very beautiful, the most beautiful existence I have ever seen.”

“The brilliance of the stars and the sun and moon pale in comparison to your beauty.”

Faced with the inquiry of a goddess, Saga gave an honest answer, along with high praise.

“I like your praise.”

The Goddess of Beauty said with a smile, her demeanor not imposing.

Different deities have different personalities, not all are unapproachable; some are majestic and awe-inspiring, but others, like the Goddess of Beauty, are easy to communicate with.

Of course, the privilege of easy communication with the Goddess of Beauty is reserved for beautiful creatures.

In the eyes of the ugly, the Goddess of Beauty would be of the majestic and solemn type.

Meanwhile, the Goddess of Beauty looked into the eyes of the Golden Dragon and said, “Sweet-talking little one, let me favor you. How about using your body to descend into the material realm?”

Use my body?

Saga was slightly startled, then declined politely:

“Goddess of Beauty, there are many of your followers here, you can use their bodies.”

With her own followers available, and even the body of the Pontiff, why use mine?

Saga expressed his refusal.

“It’s normal to feel nervous being chosen as a divine avatar for the first time, but don’t worry, it won’t harm you, only benefit you.”

When a deity descends into the material realm using a creature as a vessel.

The deity’s transcendent divine power will more or less nourish the creature’s body, allowing it to grow rapidly for a while after the descent ends.

“As for why not use my own followers… well, they’re not as good-looking as you, nor do they feel as fresh to me.”

A simple and powerful reason.

The allure of the exotic over the familiar, is that it?

Saga was initially inclined to refuse.

Material creatures can refuse a divine descent, of course, and the rejected deity can also forcibly descend, but if the descent is not consented to by the original host, the deity cannot exert much power through such a body.

However, Saga suddenly remembered what the Golden Dragonfather had said to him and Yekaterina.

“Saga, Yekaterina.”

“Perhaps you too have inherited my talent, and if you have the chance, you can verify it.”

To verify such a talent for devouring divine power, opportunities are few and far between.

The Golden Dragonfather also confirmed his talent only by chance when the Metal Dragon God descended using his body as an avatar.

Now, a rare opportunity had presented itself.

The Goddess of Beauty was a chaotic good deity, candid and casual, a bit dangerous for the ugly, but absolutely benevolent for a beautiful creature like Saga. Letting her use his body for a descent was not dangerous and worth a try.

“Okay!”

Saga was not one to hesitate, and after a moment of thought, he nodded in agreement.

“Descending in the body of a dragon is also a first for me.”

“Little one, relax your mind and enjoy this moment with me.”

With Saga’s confirmation, the Goddess of Beauty gently cradled the massive head of the Golden Dragon, then leaned in and kissed it with her fiery red lips.

In an instant.

The Goddess of Beauty’s phantom merged into the dragon’s body.

Time resumed its flow.

The rose mark of the Flower of Beauty on the Golden Dragon’s forehead shone brilliantly, exuding an ultimate allure that instantly attracted the gaze of all beings within the Sect of Pleasure, including the fallen bishops and the heart-stealing demon.

“So, so beautiful.”

The temple secret guards and the followers of pleasure stood dumbfounded, all laying down their weapons and staring blankly at the Golden Dragon.

Rose blossoms bloomed on the scales of the Golden Dragon, with a fresh rose appearing on each scale.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the beauty of the universe was concentrated on the Golden Dragon, making it the most beautiful creature in the world.

Realizing the descent of the Goddess of Beauty.

Each of the temple secret guards, as well as the Pontiff, who had returned to normal due to the heart-stealing demon’s distraction, showed devout expressions, offering praise to the Goddess of Beauty Saga and celebrating her descent.

Apart from the temple secret guards.

The followers of the Sect of Pleasure also stared at the Goddess of Beauty Saga, dumbfounded, their eyes glazed, unable to look away, their faith in the heart-stealing demon severely shaken.

After the Goddess of Beauty descended using Saga’s body, she simply stood in place and quelled the war.

At that moment, the fallen bishops fell to their knees with a thud, weeping bitterly.

“Great Goddess of Beauty, please forgive our betrayal. We were beguiled by the heart-stealing demon and were foolish, but our faith in you deep in our hearts remains.”

Facing the Goddess of Beauty Saga, under the invisible influence of divine power.

The fallen bishops who were once followers of the Goddess of Beauty were the first to break down.

The supremely beautiful dragon looked down at the two fallen bishops, her voice divine, her words filled with compassion: “My lost lambs, I forgive you. Seek forgiveness in death.”

Hearing this, the two fallen bishops showed ecstatic expressions.

“Thank you for your mercy, my God!”

With that, both committed suicide.

With just a word from the Goddess of Beauty Saga, two high-ranking legends took their own lives.

At this time, the Goddess of Beauty Saga turned her gaze to the heart-stealing demon, then revealed a breathtakingly beautiful smile, a beauty that transcended race and left the heart-stealing demon dazzled, unable to muster any resistance or defiance.

The avatar of a deity’s descent also has its considerations.

The more compatible with the deity, the stronger the power that can be exerted.

And the attribute that aligns with the Goddess of Beauty is beauty.

At this moment, the strength of the Goddess of Beauty Saga had reached the limit of the material realm, and with divine authority, she could easily handle multiple demigods at the same time.

Looking at the indescribably beautiful Goddess of Beauty Saga.

The heart-stealing demon suddenly felt that it was truly deserving of death for plundering the faith of others for the heart-stealing demon.

“God, I realize my mistake.”

“I hope to receive your forgiveness through death.”

Like the fallen bishops before, the heart-stealing demon prepared to commit suicide, its hand glowing with psychic energy, forming a drill, slowly pointing towards its own large head.

However.

The heart-stealing demon was, after all, a heart-stealing demon, with a very resilient spirit and will, still having some resistance to the influence of divine power.

Its gaze struggled, and the act of suicide was very slow, unlike the two fallen bishops who were swift and decisive.

At the same time.

Saga quietly watched this scene.

He was experiencing a very novel sensation.

While the Goddess of Beauty used his body as a vessel for her descent, Saga observed her every move in a third-person perspective and felt an unprecedented strength.

And also, the transcendent divine power flowing within him.

“Can I absorb this transcendent divine power?”

Saga thought to himself.

However, his body showed no response.

Although the transcendent divine power flowed within him, it was clearly demarcated, merely using his body as a container, with no integration.

“According to what the Golden Dragonfather said before, when a deity descends, its body automatically absorbs the transcendent divine power.”

“I’m not reacting at all, it seems I don’t have this talent.”

After confirming he didn’t possess the talent for devouring divine power, Saga felt a bit disappointed but wasn’t too disheartened.

Firstly, although the talent sounds powerful, and indeed it is.

But it also has many limitations.

How can one come into contact with divine power and how to safely devour it?

The Golden Dragonfather was able to grow because the Deep Sea Dragon City had some divine artifacts, benefiting from the backing of a major power. And after supplying the Golden Dragonfather to the demigod level, the divine artifacts in the Deep Sea Dragon City were basically depleted, as they were not many to begin with, and the divine power contained was thin.

Saga collected his thoughts and silently observed the one-sided battle dominated by the Goddess of Beauty.

“Great master of pleasure, the God of Bliss, the great heart-stealing demon.”

“I pray for your descent.”

Before death, with the last bit of will remaining, the heart-stealing demon whispered and roared, praying for the heart-stealing demon to descend.

However, it received no response.

“The heart-stealing demon probably won’t descend.”

Observing the changing battlefield, Saga thought to himself.

In the notes of the traveler, it was mentioned that Outer Gods would be suppressed by the universe, and unless the strength gap was large, they could not confront the deities of this universe head-on.

Therefore.

The Goddess of Beauty dared to descend, but the heart-stealing demon could not.

If the heart-stealing demon were to descend, it would be a mere waste of divine power, unable to contend with the Goddess of Beauty, and might even be traced back to its true form through the divine power.

In the end, with the prayers to the heart-stealing demon going unanswered.

The heart-stealing demon slowly used its psychic energy drill to pierce through its own brain, committing suicide.

Before the heart-stealing demon’s death.

Simply from one glance at the Goddess of Beauty Saga, feeling that being an enemy to her was truly deserving of death, the other followers of pleasure had already begun to take their own lives en masse.

Now, as the dust settled.

The light laughter of the Goddess of Beauty echoed in Saga’s ears.

“Little one, your body has served me well.”

The Goddess of Beauty, while using Saga’s body, felt that the divine power was very effectively utilized, with one feeling – it was smooth.

“I have a premonition that my war with the evil god of the heart-stealing demon in the material realm has just begun. I may need your body as an avatar for future descents. Of course, I won’t use you for nothing. In return, the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty will shelter you, and my divine power will nourish your body during the descent, allowing you to grow rapidly.”

As she spoke, the roses on Saga’s body began to fade.

The Goddess of Beauty’s transcendent divine power withdrew, and the unprecedented sense of power dissipated, leaving Saga feeling somewhat emptily unfulfilled.

However.

At the same time as he felt empty, his physical condition was better than ever, his spirit full, his strength abundant, his Power Essence vigorous, having reached the pinnacle of the ninth rank, ready to break through to the legendary level at any moment.

Just as the Goddess of Beauty had said, during her descent, her divine power had nourished Saga’s physique.