After the competition ended, Saga and Tixil returned to the inn together.
“Two more matches tomorrow, and this World’s Flower beauty contest will come to an end.”
Tixil the Amethyst Dragon looked at Charlotte with a smile and asked, “Charlotte, who do you think will become the overall champion?”
Charlotte glanced at Saga and said:
“Who else could it be, if not this conspicuous one?”
She paused, spread her claws, and continued:
“It would be great if Saga could win. It would prove that my judgment is sound, my aesthetic is on point, and the mate I’ve chosen is the best.”
Saga and Tixil were taken aback, not expecting Charlotte to accept reality so easily.
But considering her self-consistent method of self-comfort, it seemed to make sense.
Charlotte lifted her head proudly and declared:
“Besides, I adore beautiful things. If Saga, whom I adore, wins, it would prove my excellent taste. It means I consider myself the most beautiful, and there’s nothing wrong with that thought.”
“Why then haven’t I become the champion? It must be due to the jealousy of the gods.”
“Beauty that incites the envy of the deities, who could understand that feeling? A mere championship title is trivial; I can do without it.”
Saga was silent for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement with his mate, saying:
“You’ve won by a large margin.”
Encouraged by Saga, Charlotte’s heart leaped with joy, and she revealed a smile as clear as the blue sky, suddenly pouncing on Saga and licking him fiercely.
Meanwhile, as Saga and the dragons were frolicking.
Inside the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty.
Two bishops of beauty, a man and a woman, sealed their room and exchanged a glance before whispering a prayer in unison: “Indulge in pleasure, eternal bliss.”
This was not any prayer to the Goddess of Love and Beauty.
The two bishops who had quietly changed their faith prayed in their hearts to the deity they truly believed in.
“Time is but a symbol, indulgence in pleasure is eternal.”
“Great Prince of Pleasure, God of Bliss.”
“Your devout followers will bring you more adherents, letting the numb mortals bask in your kingdom of eternal pleasure.”
The Prince of Pleasure, a deity of mysterious origins.
He represents joy, enjoyment, indulgence, and even love.
With such powers, this deity possesses a terrifying allure, like a poppy flower that easily ensnares, hard to resist, especially for beings that seek beauty and pleasure. Once they’ve tasted the bliss offered by this deity, even the faith of fanatical believers can be twisted.
The existence of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty, whose followers pursue beauty and pleasure, perfectly aligns with this.
Thus, the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty has been quietly infiltrated by the Prince of Pleasure.
This deity of bliss is usurping the faith of the Goddess of Beauty.
This beauty contest also provides an excellent opportunity for the followers of the Prince of Pleasure to select suitable targets to join their realm of pleasure.
Before and during the competition, members of the Sect of Pleasure have already been acting in the shadows.
At the same time.
At the top floor of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty.
The Pontiff of Beauty, Sosue, wearing a fiery red robe and with a face so handsome it seemed to glow, gazed through the stained glass window at the beautiful and tranquil Temple of the Goddess of Beauty.
A few seconds later, he turned and humbly knelt before a statue.
The statue was of a woman, flawless in beauty, with a slight smile on her lips, exuding both fiery passion and playful teasing – the very image of the Goddess of Love and Beauty.
“O Goddess of Supreme Beauty, an invisible threat is eroding the sanctity of your temple, turning beauty into ugliness.”
“I pray for your forgiveness, for not detecting it sooner, leading to the corruption of your followers.”
“But rest assured, the heretics lurking in the shadows have shown themselves, and I will follow your will to eradicate those who dare covet your faith.”
The Pontiff of Beauty had sensed the corruption among the temple’s followers.
However, he had not acted directly before, merely observing silently, seeking out the corrupted temple followers and the members of the Sect of Pleasure active in Rainbow Sky City.
During the competition, while the Sect of Pleasure was active, the Pontiff of Beauty had been watching from the shadows, identifying targets.
When the competition ended, it would be time for reckoning.
The lord of Rainbow Sky City, the Pontiff of Beauty, had a good relationship.
To capture all the heretics who were stealing the faith of the Goddess of Beauty, the Pontiff of Beauty had already asked the lord to temporarily seal off Rainbow Sky City.
Suddenly.
Just as the Pontiff of Beauty finished praying to the deity and was about to rise.
The statue lit up with a faint glow.
First startled, then the Pontiff of Beauty’s face lit up with joy.
A response from the deity, even for someone of the Pontiff’s stature, was rare because the deity’s gaze was upon many worlds, and there were many pontiffs spread across different worlds, some of whom might never receive a direct response from their deity in their lifetime.
A ruby infused with a faint divinity appeared out of nowhere, floating in front of the Pontiff of Beauty.
Then, the glow of the statue gradually faded.
The deity’s style is high, and when showing attention, it rarely communicates directly with followers, instead using tokens to express care and approval.
The Goddess of Love and Beauty adores the passionate color red.
Bestowing her followers with divinity-infused rubies and red roses, among other things, signifies her approval and attention.
Clearly.
The Goddess of Beauty had also noticed the usurpation of her faith and cast her gaze upon this world.
For any deity, faith is a bottom line, and conflicts over faith can easily escalate into wars of the gods.
At this moment, the Pontiff of Beauty reached out to take the ruby bestowed by the Goddess.
Feeling its divinity and the powerful divine magic of slaughter it contained, the Pontiff of Beauty’s expression grew much more solemn.
It was not just a symbol but also a divine artifact. Under normal circumstances, the Goddess of Beauty would never bestow such an item on her followers, unless it was needed for use.
“To receive a response from my god and be granted a ruby artifact.”
“This deity worshipped by the Sect of Pleasure must be no ordinary character.”
The Pontiff of Beauty had a premonition.
The upcoming purge of the heretics might not be so simple; otherwise, the Goddess of Beauty would not have responded so directly, even sending down a divine artifact.
At the same time.
Inside the inn.
After frolicking with Tixil and Charlotte for a while, Saga, feeling joyful, suddenly felt a twinge in his heart.
Frowning, Saga’s keen intuition gave him a strong, ominous premonition.
“What’s wrong?”
His two mates noticed Saga’s unusual behavior and inquired.
Their instincts were also sharp, capable of sensing many dangers in advance, but this time, because it involved deities, they had not sensed anything beforehand.
“I have a strong bad feeling, and it’s quite intense.”
Saga exhaled and said.
“Hmm, could there be some unexpected event in tomorrow’s competition that prevents you from winning the championship?”
Charlotte blinked and muttered.
“That shouldn’t be the case.”
Tixil expressed her doubt:
“There are two matches left, one for the Most Affable Award and the other for the Most Popular with the Opposite Sex Award.”
“The Most Affable Award might be challenging, but Saga is very likely to win the other one. By then, with half of the six awards in hand, Saga is almost certain to be the champion.”
Saga shook his head and said:
“No, I don’t really care about winning or losing the competition, and it probably has nothing to do with my premonition.”
The sense of danger was so strong that Saga was somewhat alarmed.
To feel such intense danger even within Sky City suggested that the upcoming events might be beyond his imagination.
Saga might appear reckless on the surface, but he was actually very cautious and would not take risks in situations he could not control.
“Let’s not go to tomorrow’s competition and leave Rainbow Sky City right away.”
Saga made a decisive decision.
Tixil and Charlotte looked at each other, unsure of what level of anxiety had prompted such a reaction from Saga.
However, both did not question their mate and nodded, saying:
“Alright, let’s leave now.”
Immediately, Saga and Tixil left the inn and headed straight for the exit port of Rainbow Sky City.
But things did not go as planned.
At the edge of the sealed exit by the Immortal Wind Barrier, the city guards told Saga and the dragons, “The lord has ordered that due to issues with the Immortal Wind Barrier, which is under maintenance, Rainbow Sky City is temporarily closed to entry and exit.”
“The Immortal Wind Barrier never had issues before.”
“Why does it have to happen now when I sense danger? Is it that intelligent?”
Saga shook his head, the feeling of an impending storm growing stronger.
To feel such intense danger in the heavily guarded Rainbow Sky City meant that the upcoming situation might exceed his expectations.
Should he use the Annihilation Dragon Breath to forcefully break through the Immortal Wind Barrier and leave?
Probably not a good idea. Even if it were possible, he’d likely be immediately arrested by the legendary powerhouses of Rainbow Sky City.
After returning to the inn and discovering that Rainbow Sky City was sealed off, Tixil and Charlotte also realized the seriousness of the situation.
“What should we do now?”
They looked to their mainstay.
Saga’s expression was calm as he said:
“If we can’t leave, then we can’t. Let’s continue with the competition tomorrow.”
“If a problem really arises, we’ll face it head-on.”
As he spoke, a strand of Saga’s consciousness reached into the space crystal he carried with him, gently touching a blue dragon scale.
This was a scale he had obtained from the leader of the Blue Dragon clan during his time at Blue Dragon Bay, which allowed him to contact the other party.
Storm Queen Uval, the Red Dragoness’s former love interest who wanted to be Saga’s godmother, was a legendary ancient dragon of the sixth tier, whose raw power was not much less than that of the typical Sky City lord or church pontiff.
Saga was ready to summon her.