At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"This, this..." Ishtar was caught in a dilemma. If she spoke, she would definitely offend people, and everyone at that. If she didn't speak, it would be denying her authority as the goddess of beauty and having her power of beauty taken away. She knew that Los Santos was absolutely capable of doing that.

She looked around, drenched in sweat, while everyone else smiled at her, making her sweat even more.

Everyone knew that Los Saint was toying with Ishtar, but instead of exposing it, they cooperated with her.

Quetzal patted Ishtar on the shoulder, grinning menacingly, his expression twisted into a fierce expression: "Yes, Ishtar, you are the goddess of beauty, I admit you are the most beautiful goddess, but! I am definitely the most beautiful besides you, right?"

At this point, the hands on Ishtar's shoulders clenched together, making a cracking sound that startled Ishtar.

"Thump~" Ishtar instantly recalled the memory of being beaten helplessly in the small space, and faced the threat: "Yes...Quetzal, you are..."

"Ishtar!" Tiamat looked on expectantly, "Mom must be the most beautiful goddess, right?"

Ishtar's cheeks twitched, and a bead of cold sweat dripped from her chin. "Mother Goddess, please don't get involved! I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!"

Buyer spoke gently: "Ishtar, I also want to compete for the title of most beautiful goddess. I should be the most beautiful in your eyes, after all, I am the World Tree itself."

Ishtar looked at Buyer and stammered, "Buyer..." Suddenly she felt that Buyer's gentle smile was terrifying.

And why specifically mention the World Tree trunk?! A threat, this is absolutely a threat!

If we didn't say that Bouyer is the most beautiful goddess, would we sever her connection to the World Tree?

"I'm not very pretty... so I won't participate." Joan of Arc touched her cheek, somewhat insecure. Compared to Lady Bouyer and the others, her appearance wasn't that striking.

“I won’t participate either,” Artoria said. Joan of Arc looked similar to her, and she felt embarrassed to participate if Joan of Arc didn’t participate.

“I’m not pretty…” Maiduo pouted. Compared to her beautiful older sisters, she was the ugliest one. But it didn’t matter, as long as she wasn’t ugly.

Ishtar was so grateful she almost cried. She used to treat the Golden Apple War as a joke, but now she was the joke.

“I also want to compete for the title of most beautiful goddess. I think I’m pretty enough, right, Ishtar?” Fukaros asked gently.

"Me too! As a god who governs the element of lightning, I'm beautiful too, right?" Raiden Shin chuckled, joining in the fun.

Yae no Miko sat upright, not wanting to get involved in this potentially offensive drama. She was a stickler for propriety and never put herself in danger of courting death.

"Tell me, Ishtar, am I the most beautiful goddess? You'd better tell the truth." Quetzal grinned and moved closer to Ishtar, licking his lips with a slurp. Ishtar looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

“Ishtar, Mom is definitely the most beautiful, isn’t she?” Tiamat held Ishtar’s hand with a face full of anticipation.

“I’m sure I’m right, Ishtar,” Buyer smiled.

"Could it be me?" Fukalos.

"I'm pretty too, aren't I?" said Raiden Shin.

*Snap!* A bag of sunflower seeds appeared in Luo Sheng's hand, and he started cracking them open, his mouth agape as he looked at Ishtar, who was surrounded.

If you want to see my fun, let me see your fun first, Ishtar.

"Ishtar, Mother?"

"Ishtar, you should think this through."

“Ishtar, as the goddess of the underworld, I also want to compete.”

"Waaah..." Ishtar was about to cry. No matter what she did, she would offend everyone else. She would die, she was sure she would die. But she didn't want to give up her right to the final interpretation of beauty and be deprived of the power of beauty. She frantically searched for a solution in her mind.

Chapter 126: Promise a planet, and they'll do anything.

Ishtar racked her brains but couldn't think of a way to break the deadlock. Facing the pairs of eyes staring at her, she crouched down with her head in her hands, trembling as she raised her head, her eyes filled with tears: "Can, can we make peace? I, I won't play anymore, I was wrong."

She's a goddess after all, so of course she knows everyone is just playing with her.

She could be stubborn when facing one god, but when facing all gods, unless she really didn't want to live anymore, she would honestly admit her mistakes.

Everyone exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.

“That’s more like it, Ishtar.” Quetzal casually pulled Ishtar up from the ground. She didn’t dislike Ishtar, but Ishtar always did things that made everyone unhappy, so everyone would play a trick on her.

"You mustn't do anything that could harm unity in the future." Buyer gently patted Ishtar's head. Ishtar was only a few hundred years old, still a young and mischievous god, which she could understand.

"Wasn't it supposed to be a contest to see who's the most beautiful goddess?" Tiamat puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"You...you've really gone too far." Ishtar lowered her head like a wilted cabbage. She just wanted to see a joke, so why did you have to punish her by stripping her of her powers?

"Hmph~ It seems Ishtar hasn't mistaken me after all." Los Saint casually took a sip of Artoria's black tea and looked up at Ishtar.

Ishtar was jolted awake, her face contorted with grief. She rushed to Los Saint, clutching his clothes with both hands, and said, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have thought of watching everyone make a fool of themselves. I was really wrong."

"You really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin." Los Saint flicked Ishtar's forehead with his finger, and Ishtar winced in pain, clutching her forehead with tears welling up in her eyes.

In terms of not learning until they've faced the consequences, Ishtar and Rin Tohsaka share a similar personality. They might say they're wrong before they've truly suffered the consequences, but they will never change their ways. They'll only think that they didn't do a good job this time, rather than that they are at fault.

"I'll let it go this time, but there can't be a next time. Otherwise, I'll seal your powers and throw you into the underworld," Luo Sheng said with a smile.

"What? Throw him into the underworld!" Ishtar's face turned green upon hearing this.

“I will treat Ishtar well then.” Ereshkigal smiled innocently, but her eyes flickered with green will-o'-the-wisps.

"Gulp~ I surrender, I really surrender." Ishtar swallowed hard and raised her hands. The last time she went to the Underworld, Ereshkigal stripped her naked and hung her in front of the Underworld throne.

At this moment, the lobby manager came over and respectfully said, "Distinguished guests, the food is ready. Would you like to dine now or wait a while?"

“Let’s eat now, my family looks like they can’t wait,” Los Saint said with a smile, looking at Artoria and Meadow who were swallowing hard.

Please move to the next room.

Led by the lobby manager, we arrived at the private room, which had a long Western-style table, already laden with delicious-looking dishes.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Mai Duo's mouth watered, and drool dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Gulp~ It smells so good." Artoria took a deep breath. She thought the cake was the best thing ever, but she didn't expect there to be something even better.

She could tell at a glance that these dishes contained a lot of extraordinary ingredients.

"Let's eat!" Luo Sheng's mouth watered at the sight of the dishes on the table.

"Yay!" Maiduo sat down and immediately picked up her chopsticks to eat. "Delicious, delicious!" Her lips and cheeks were instantly covered in oil, and her eyes squinted with delight.

"Mmm, it's really delicious." Artoria didn't stand on ceremony. Although her movements were elegant, they were extremely fast. You could see the afterimage of her chopsticks as she reached out, picked up some food, put it in her bowl, and then scooped it into her mouth. Her movements were fluid and graceful.

As soon as everyone sat down, they saw the dishes on the table disappear at a visible rate. Those who had eaten with Artoria before didn't think much of it, but Ishtar, Quetzal, and the other two who had just arrived were dumbfounded.

"Wow~ Hurry up and grab some! Otherwise, if they're all eaten up, I won't hold back either!" Quetzal instantly joined the rice-eating frenzy, grabbing food even faster than Artoria, and laughed heartily: "Let's have a contest to see who can stack the most plates! The winner of the fewest plates gets to wrestle with me!"

"Huh? Are you serious?" Fukalos asked in surprise.

"Of course... just kidding. If you don't want to wrestle with your older sister, she won't force you. But you have to eat quickly, or there won't be any left."

Seeing that Los Saint was also eating, Ereshkigal buried her head in her food and joined the ranks of those eating. Since Los Saint wasn't worried about his eating manners, she wasn't either. Maybe Los Saint liked girls who were more outgoing.

"Damn it! Leave me some!" Ishtar grabbed her chopsticks immediately upon seeing this.

"Ah~" Seeing everyone eating so happily, Fukaros also began to elegantly pick up food. After taking a bite, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but speed up her eating.

"Everyone's so happy, it really feels like family." Raiden Shinya couldn't help but smile. Since everyone was like this, she didn't care about formalities anymore.

"Son of God!"

The goddess beside her had already gotten ahead of her, and even had oil stains on her cheeks.

"My lady, if you don't hurry up, you'll only get soup." Yae no Miko said, looking up. She would just do what everyone else did; she couldn't fit in if she ate elegantly and reservedly on the side.

Moreover, only in front of my best friends and family can I completely let go of my outward appearance and fully express my true self.

After this banquet, everyone's relationship will definitely improve further. At that time, she, the Eightfold Divine Child, will be a fox fairy with gods standing behind her.

At that moment, the lobby manager approached pushing a food cart.

"Distinguished guests, honored esteemed guests..."

I was stunned for a moment as I watched the plates on the table empty at a visible speed.

Holy crap! Do you eat that fast?

"Hiss... No wonder he's a high-level superhuman!" The lobby manager took a deep breath and hurriedly called to the waiter, "Quickly, bring up the dishes that have been prepared."

The waiters, stunned, quickly pushed the food cart over, collecting the empty plates and pushing it away while placing new dishes on the table.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! Otherwise, I'll eat it all!" Quetzal stood up boldly and encouraged the waiters with a smile.

"Okay, okay, ma'am!" The waiter was horrified to find that he couldn't keep up with the rate at which the dishes were empty.

"Two more servers!" The lobby manager, his face flushed, hurriedly ordered.

Could a third-tier superhuman do this? So many dishes were digested so quickly after being eaten? This must be a fourth-tier superhuman!

It is said that only at the fourth level can one convert any amount of food into energy within seconds of it being ingested.

Fourth tier! This is the level known as the 'pillar of the nation'. The exact number is unknown, and only a few people have been publicly identified. There are more than a dozen here!

My goodness, this must be a top national leader accompanying a foreign top leader on a friendly visit to Xia Kingdom, and they just happened to be sightseeing in Guanghai City.

He actually stumbled upon this incredible fortune.

"Haha, still not as fast as me, Ishtar." Quetzal said, looking at Ishtar, whose hair was covered in oil stains but still couldn't catch up with her. "Looks like I'm number one in the eating contest, big sister."

"Tch! What's so smug about that! I haven't even used my full strength yet!" Ishtar was getting angrier the more she thought about being tricked, and now that she was being provoked, she slammed her hand on the table: "Serve the food! Serve the food! Today I'm going to fight Quetzal to the death!"

"Here they come!" The lobby manager hurriedly served the dishes, immediately using his awakened ability to sweep away all the empty plates on the table with repulsive force, and then piling them up on the table within two seconds.

Serving food requires superpowers. Are his superpowers specifically for serving food?

"Damn it! I've only eaten five dishes!" Mai Duo watched as the dishes in front of her disappeared in a flash, then threw down her chopsticks and started eating with her hands.

Fukaros was embarrassed; she didn't even know how to start eating.

Ishtar and Quetzal realized this and became more discreet, not touching the plates in front of others.

“It’s really interesting to see goddesses fighting.” Bai Yuekui took a sip of soup and said with amusement, opening one eye as he looked at Los Saint, who was slowly eating under the service of Buyer and Tiamat.

It's only because Luo Sheng is here that they can be controlled. If he weren't here, who could keep them in check? They are all beings with extremely strong self-awareness.

The entire hotel presented an extremely extravagant scene.

"What? It's gone again?" The head chef stared in disbelief at the panting waiter. He, a chef, couldn't even keep up with the speed at which the waiter ate.

"Are you trying to sabotage my business?! Do you think Chef Wang's place is so easily destroyed?!" The head chef's eyes blazed with fury as he shouted, "Light all the stoves!"

"Today I'll show everyone what I'm like when I'm going all out!"

"All of you stop cooking for me and get all the ingredients ready!"

"Unleash your full potential!" The head chef's uniform billowed out, and he instantly transformed into a blur, moving across all the stoves as if he had multiple clones. The pots on the dozen or so stoves were shaking violently.