Wrong, my props refresh every day

The value of seeing the stars is immeasurable.

If the Hephaestus clan wasn't one of the most powerful clans in the city, many other clans would have already poached them!

Looking at the discussions of the gods and the goddess outside the magic mirror who was almost trying to "charm" the black-haired boy, Loki smiled evilly and looked at the silver-haired goddess next to him.

At this moment, the scene on the screen showed the goddess of beauty, Freya, tightly gripping the crystal cup. Veins appeared on her snow-white neck, and a dangerous purple light surged in her beautiful eyes.

"Ishtar... How shameless! How dare you resort to such despicable means..."

In the temple, Ishtar's fingers had already slid slowly from his collarbone to Xingjian's chest, but the black-haired boy suddenly smiled.

It was a smile that made Ishtar's hair stand on end, like the look Hephaestus gave when he examined inferior ore.

"I'm sorry, goddess."

"Zheng——!"

The electric pill suddenly made a roar like a dragon's roar, and a lightning snake moved along the blade, illuminating the boy's stern profile.

"I am right..."

The tip of the knife suddenly lifted the goddess' chin, and the lightning reflected her frightened pupils.

"Nth-hand goods... Not interested!!"

"boom--!!!"

The golden thunder transformed into a roaring dragon, and the throne fell apart in the dazzling light. Amidst the screams of Goddess Ishtar, the enchanting violet on her chest, which symbolized the goddess's dignity, was cut off.

"Ding."

As the crisp sound of the floral decorations falling to the ground spread throughout Orario, the final bell of the war game rang out at the same time.

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The gambling houses in various taverns in Orario.

“I lost everything!!”

The bearded dwarf adventurer knelt in front of the gambling table, pounding the ground with his fists, leaving spider-web-like cracks in the magic stone floor. The pile of gambling tickets and receipts beside him suddenly combusted and turned into flying ashes.

"That was the money I saved for my wife for thirty years! I... I lost it all! [Ishtar Familia] I hate you! How could you lose? Feiwu!!!"

The joys and sorrows of people are not shared. At the gambling table next to the dwarf adventurer, a human adventurer frantically tore up the bills in his hand. Golden faris and magic stones of equal value poured out from between his fingers:

"I'm rich! I'm finally rich, thanks to the Hephaestus family. I knew that you blacksmiths would win in the end."

The excited gambler jumped onto the table and threw his underwear into the air, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter.

"I will pay for tonight's expenses!"

There was a burst of cheers in the pub!!

………………

Hephaestus's base. The Volcano House.

"boom--!"

Several furnaces simultaneously erupted with ten-meter-high columns of fire, dyeing the night sky crimson. The muscular blacksmiths, shirtless, struck the anvils with hammers. The sound of metal clashing actually played the melody of "Ode to the God of Forging".

"Boy, well done!"

"I knew you could do it!!!"

"We won. Those Amazons won't be able to defeat us anymore, right?"

"Hahahahahahahaha, come on, drink! Celebrate our victory!!"

Several blacksmiths watching the fight held up beer barrels and poured beer onto the red-hot sword blank, sending up a mist with the aroma of beer.

"We'll hold a victory banquet tomorrow, and all weapons will be 20% off! Celebrating our little bastard for beating up the Goddess Ishtar!"

“OH——!!!”

Countless hearty laughs echoed throughout the Volcano Pavilion.

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【The Hostess of Abundance】Tavern.

Anya: "Great! Ishtar lost, but Ryu and Hoshimi won, meow!!!"

"That's amazing, meow~ I thought the key to this victory was the useless elf, but I didn't expect the protagonist of the story to still be Master Hoshimi. It's a pity that Seele was sick and took leave, so she didn't see this wonderful scene, meow~"

Chloe knew about Liu's existence, so before the war game, she had predicted that the Hephaestus family would win a great victory.

She thought the final battle would turn into [Hayate] vs. [Man Killer].

But never imagined...

In the end, the one who shined the most was still the most respected Lord Xingjian!

As a LV3 second-level adventurer, he defeated the top LV3 warrior [Lijie], the LV4 Tammuz, and even the last LV5 [Man Killer] one after another! !

"Eh?"

While Lunova was sighing, she was suddenly stuffed with a handful of Faris by a drunk adventurer.

"Guest, what are you doing?"

"I'll treat you to a drink!"

The werewolf girl, her face flushed, burped.

"Because of your waiter's comment about 'Nth-hand goods', hahahaha!"

………………

The base of the Loki clan.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this true?"

The Amazon girl Tione's eyes widened, and the wine glass in her hand had already been crushed.

"That brat... actually managed to... defeat the Ishtar Familia."

My sister Diona was jumping up and down excitedly beside me.

"I knew the little hero could do it. It's so cool! That lightning and fire dual-sword style is even cooler than the sword skills displayed by Ai Si!"

As she spoke, Tiona also performed a few air slashing moves.

"Humph. A mere Level 3 and you're so arrogant..."

Werewolf Bert leaned against the wall. Although he had a look of disdain on his face, his tail swung rapidly and unconsciously, but his eyes were fixed on the figure of the black-haired boy in the [Magic Mirror].

Can LV3 defeat LV5?

He couldn't do it back then.

At 16, Bert reaches Level 3 and, driven by a desire for revenge, temporarily leaves Orario and returns to his hometown to defeat the dragon. After a fierce battle that lasts all night, Bert emerges victorious.

However, upon his triumphant return, Bert learned that his lover had died in an accident while adventuring in the dungeon. Devastated, Bert gave up on his family and drove them out of Orario. He then semi-retired from the group and stayed behind to explore the dungeon alone.

Due to his bad temper, he made enemies everywhere, spending his days drinking and fighting. One day, he mocked the Loki Familia in a tavern, but was taught a lesson by Gareth Landrock, a Loki Familia cadre who was at level 5 at the time...

Afterwards, he was persuaded by Loki to join the group.

Livilia gracefully put down her teacup, her emerald eyes fixed on the boy in the picture.

"Continuously facing opponents of the same level, or even one or two levels higher... I'm afraid none of us can match this kind of combat talent, including Finn."

Finn Dimna, who was named, was touching his chin thoughtfully.

At the same time, in the corner, Ais Wallenstein stood quietly, her golden eyes fixed on Xingjian's figure, and she unconsciously tightened the Sword of Despair in her hand.

An indescribable emotion surged in her chest, an instinctive yearning for a stronger existence.

"Ais?" Lefiya pulled the corner of her clothes worriedly.

"...I want to communicate with Mr. Hoshimi for a while." The blonde girl said softly, with a rare urgency in her words.

………………

The 30th floor of the Tower of Babel.

"Hahahaha!" Loki burst into tears, pounding the table frantically, and said without hesitation:

"N...N hands of goods?! Did you see Istana's expression?! He looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit. I'm dying of laughter.

The gods also burst into laughter.

Although... they were too, but after all, Xingjian was targeting Ishtar.

Ibri's amplifying magic stone suddenly burst into a dazzling red light:

"Everyone!! With the final victory of Hephaestus's Familia, Hoshimi, this war game officially ends..."

All the magic lights in the city lit up at the same time, and countless beams of light shot straight into the sky.

“The End!!!”

Amidst the raging wind whipped up by the sound waves, Xingjian stood atop the shattered temple, the lightning from the lightning pill mingling with the pillar of light in the sky. And at his feet, the enchanting violet flower was blown toward the cheering crowd by the wind, like a witness to the end of an era.

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Chapter 122 Livilia Mama-san: Worrying about her daughter

The day after the war games ended, the sky in Orario was as clear as a mirror. Sunlight shone through the crystal dome of the Tower of Babel, casting colorful shadows on the long table of the Council of Gods.

The moment Hephaestus and Xingjian stepped into the conference hall, a wave of noisy voices came like a tide.

"Congratulations, Hephaestus!" Guberniu raised his glass, spilling a few drops of beer. "This kid from your family has really made us proud as the head of the clan!"

Demeter, the Goddess of Agriculture, swayed her long brown hair, which shone golden in the sunlight like wheat ears. The super-positive breasts on her chest swayed gently with her movements. She looked at the handsome black-haired boy behind the God of Forging, her brown eyes flashing with regret, and her red lips slightly parted.

"[Wanji] single-handedly annihilated the entire Ishtar clan... This feat has already made Orario famous."

Demeter's voice was filled with the gentleness of a harvest goddess. "Hephaestus, I envy you for having such a family member."

The goddess of fertility glanced meaningfully at Hoshimi standing behind Hephaestus.

At the same time, Xingjian's gaze was involuntarily drawn by some invisible force—the [Law of Universal Gravitation] was perfectly effective at this moment!

The Demeter family is the largest agricultural group in Orario, controlling the vast farmland outside the city and providing food security for the entire city. They not only purchase rare plants produced in the dungeon, but also successfully cultivate many high-value crops, even processing them into special props for adventurers.

Although her clan focuses on production, they are rated as C-level by the guild, and she herself is one of the few gods who has the privilege of freely entering and leaving Orario.

Unfortunately, Demeter's family has always lacked top-level combat power, and the only LV4 adventurer, Lunova Fast, is still a figurehead.

This goddess of fertility desires more than anyone else for her clan to have a truly strong man.

If she could use her money to get Xingjian to transfer to another sect, this city's richest woman would even be willing to pack up and give herself away~~~

"Is that Ishtar guy probably stamping his feet in anger right now? The sight of that pretty face twisted makes me hungry just imagining it!" A certain goddess chuckled with her hands covering her lips.

The gods laughed and mocked the loser of this time.

Apollo shook the golden cup and interjected meaningfully, "Hephaestus, since you've taken over half of Ishtar's wealth... the management rights of Fun Street shouldn't be compromised, right? You mustn't replace the cute boy named Kaiar that I like."

The conference hall suddenly erupted in ambiguous laughter. Several male gods echoed:

"That's right!"

"My kids need to go relax several times a month!"

"That's a vital facility for maintaining the morale of the adventurers!"

Hephaestus rubbed his brow helplessly and glanced at the crowd: "I only took over half of the property of the [Istar Familia]. The management rights of Happy Street are still in Istar's hands."

The conference room erupted in laughter again.

The existence of Happy Street is necessary.

Strong adventurers need to vent their stress, information needs to be circulated, and even the special quirks of some gods need a place to be accommodated.

In the ancient times before the establishment of Happy Street, there were many cases of young women being abducted and sold in the dark corners of Orario.

Although Ishtar's methods were dishonorable, he at least established a controllable system.

Just as the gods were discussing, the door on the other side of the council hall was pushed open.

"Oh my~ How could I be absent from such a lively occasion? Hey~ Isn't this our new 'Goddess Killer' in Orario?"

A frivolous voice came with the sound of the door opening.

The clown god Loki put his hands behind his head and walked into the hall with a ruthless gait. The fox eyes under his red hair flashed with mischief. Behind Loki, a slender figure flowed in quietly like moonlight.