He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

Let's go back to a short time ago.

Inside the towering Holy City Arena, Xie Bai turned his attention back to the arena after watching the official trailer.

"The chosen one of the Druids...?"

Xie Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examining Fulin who had just finished the seventh round.

At this moment, Fryn's attire was rather simple, with only the hood she wore being noticeable; otherwise, she was hardly anything special.

It's completely unbelievable how someone like that managed to subdue those three dragons.

But this is only from the perspective of an ordinary person.

Xie Bai ignored the dragon beside Fulin and focused his gaze on the silver necklace he was wearing.

"plague…"

According to normal thinking, no one would ever imagine that the source of the plague that plagued the entire continent would appear in a druid who is the chosen one of destiny.

Druids often symbolize nature, and the fact that the power of the plague has now appeared on him is somewhat unexpected for Xie Bai.

"However, throughout the entire battle, she did not use the power of the plague even once."

Xie Bai shook his head.

"In addition to the three dragons that obey him, the forces surrounding him are probably not just the plague."

"Um……"

"Should we say hello during our break?"

Or should you wait for the other person to come to you?

With the aura of emptiness emanating from his body, the plague should not fail to recognize his identity.

Under this assumption, Fryn should have already tried to contact her under the instigation of the plague.

However, in reality, they had absolutely no connection.

"Could it be that they were too scared to approach me when they saw I was also a contestant?"

Ok……

That shouldn't be possible, right?

She's not a bad person. If they want to win the championship, she can consider backing down.

"Buzz—!"

Just as Xie Bai was pondering, the buzzer signaling the end of the seventh round officially sounded.

The archbishop stood atop the Tower of Order, looking intently at the result in his hand.

"What's going on? This is the seventh round already, why is she still the one who got a bye...?"

The archbishop broke out in a cold sweat.

Even before the competition started, he had agreed to a priest's request to keep one of the contestants in a bye position.

However, that was just a verbal promise.

In his original plan, he was only responsible for secretly selecting the first four byes, to give the priest some face first.

As for the next four games, he did not choose to intervene.

That should be correct.

"What's going on? Why is she the only one to get a bye in the last four matches...?"

That's a bit terrifying, isn't it?

After a moment's thought, the archbishop forced down his panic and gritted his teeth as he announced the bye slots.

"After the draw, contestant number thirteen, Bai, received a bye in the eighth round."

After announcing the results, the archbishop seemed to have lost all his strength and helplessly put down the results in his hand.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the audience was not too surprised by the result; on the contrary, they felt it was to be expected.

Now only three players remain in the entire competition.

They would find it unbelievable if Xie Bai didn't get a bye in the eighth round.

With seven consecutive byes in the previous rounds, and Xie Bai's own immense charm, everyone had already accepted that this white-haired little girl was a special mascot arranged by the Church of Life, possessing privileges different from ordinary contestants.

As for Xie Bai himself, he was not surprised by this.

With Xiaoqiu's extra luck, her luck stat has reached four points.

Compared to the average person's two or three points, this is absolutely a gap-like existence.

Even Ivy and Artorius, who were sitting quietly in the stands, felt that the result was quite reasonable.

After all, Ivy had only just begun manipulating the fate line to favor Xie Bai before the match.

Within a certain subtle context, almost everyone offered their own unique interpretation of Xie Bai's consecutive bye-bye, providing a reasonable self-explanation.

Rather than arguing about that, everyone was more concerned about who would win the eighth round.

It was Ethan, the elf druid who had established his reputation early on in the southern continent.

Fryn only suddenly emerged during this competition.

"despair…"

Ethan slowly stepped into the arena and calmly looked at the three dragons surrounding Fryn.

"The dragon race, which only submits to the proud orthodox dragon race, actually obeys you without question, and there are three of them at that."

"This has really opened my eyes. Under normal circumstances, even finding traces of the dragon's activity is not an easy task."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly, and three figures appeared.

【Ficus microcarpa lv.92】

【Sargassum fusiforme lv.90】

[Saw Palm Array lv.94]

In an instant, the bodies of the three plant-type summons spread outwards, quickly filling the entire area.

The three summoned creatures, each a boss-level entity capable of altering the landscape, were all unleashed by Ethan.

The effect was obvious; Flint was now completely surrounded by the opponent's summoned creatures, leaving no gaps.

Although the competition rules clearly state that summoned creatures cannot directly attack the main body, being surrounded by the opponent will obviously greatly affect the summoner's judgment and actions.

In addition, the large area of ​​vision obstruction and the various complex abilities of plant-type summons can easily put ordinary players in a passive situation where they are led by the opponent.

But what does this have to do with Fryn?

He made it all the way to the eighth round, encountering quite a few mechanically-based summoned creatures along the way.

Although his dragon had few abilities, or even almost none, he was able to overpower his opponents with his brute force and get through the first seven matches.

The only thing to consider is how to end the battle quickly.

"roar……!"

A dragon suddenly let out a deep roar, looking around as it considered how to tear everything in front of it apart.

Although these plants are incredibly fragile in its eyes, it can destroy a large area with just a flick of its tail.

However, their sheer number was simply too overwhelming; to render them unable to participate, at least 70% of the area would have to be destroyed.

That would take too long; it would be much easier if we could just burn it directly...

Hey kid. Want to borrow my power?

A voice suddenly rang in the dragon's mind.

It was startled and hurriedly looked around before its gaze finally fell on Xie Bai on the rest area.

To be precise, it was the red dragon puppet she was holding in her arms.

"roar……!!!"

Yalong suddenly let out a roar, as if his body had suffered an unimaginable impact.

The next second, a fierce flame shot out from the corner of its mouth.

"Whoosh—!!!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, the dragon was instantly engulfed in flames.

After adapting to this power, Yalong shook his head and exhaled a wisp of intense heat from the tip of his nose.

……