But even so, Freya tamed him.

Incredible "charm" coverage.

That is to say, Freya's "beauty" is even greater than Ishtar's "beauty".

There was a sound of being shattered in Ishtar's body.

"……what."

She muttered softly, her body shaking.

His teeth were clenched so tightly that they were almost broken, and his hands were clenched to the limit.

Chapter 86 The Love of the Beauty God (3/4)

Whether it was her brown skin, plump body, or her beauty, they were all colored with anger.

"Why!!"

she cried, all red.

Whether it was the reputation around her or the number of men praising her "beauty", Freya surpassed her.

Even her beloved child was covered in "charm" and was taken away from her.

Although they are both "gods of beauty", why is there such a gap?

Ishtar roared at Freya who was standing in front of her.

"What's the difference between you and me!?"

"Character."

Freya asserted so.

"————"

Ishtar was frozen in place, and Freya smiled as if she was mocking her.

"What else could there be?"

There is only a moment of blankness.

In the blink of an eye, the anger that reached the sky burned the goddess's whole body.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!?"

Letting out a beast-like roar, Ishtar attacked Freya.

"Beautiful God" roared.

In the divine court where the wind was howling, Ishtar showed a ferocious expression that was completely unlike the goddess of beauty, trying to catch Freya.

In response, Freya just turned around the moment she came closer.

"!?"

She exposed her long silver hair and her back, and dodged Ishtar's attack smoothly.

Ishtar rushed towards the cliff on the roof behind Freya. Her eyes widened and she staggered several steps before finally stopping.

However, just listen, snap, snap, snap.

"babble--"

The crisp sound of boots approached from behind her, and the moment Ishtar turned around in a hurry, her chest was lightly pushed.

Freya stretched out her right hand to push Ishtar, and then pushed her again with her right hand.

Retreating body.

Feet approaching the edge of the cliff.

There is no way out at this point.

The black land that stretched out beneath the palace was opening its bloody mouth in an attempt to swallow Ishtar.

"wait--"

Wait a minute, Freya.

Her words were muffled by a dry voice.

Snapped----! !

Freya slapped Ishtar with her left hand.

"--ah!"

The cheek was slapped mercilessly, and Ishtar's body tilted and fell.

Falling from the top floor of the palace to the distant underground, her figure became smaller and smaller.

Facing the "god of beauty" who was staring blankly at this side, Freya smiled sweetly.

Not long after, I heard a rustling sound.

There was the sound of the god's body being smashed to pieces on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, in order to prevent the fatally injured god's body from dying, the "divine power" was forcibly activated.

The light emitted by this process is more beautiful than anything in the world. At this moment, Ishtar has already violated the rules of the lower world.

Witnessing this scene, Freya, who sensed the fluctuation of "divine power", snapped her fingers as if guiding her.

In the blink of an eye, countless light balls floated into the air from the spot where Ishtar fell.

Boom! !

With a deafening roar, a huge light pillar rose in the night sky.

A beam of light piercing the sky like a waterfall flowing backwards.

A pillar of god who was sent back to the "Heaven Realm".

Gods who lose in the game called Netherworld will not be allowed to return to the Netherworld again.

Freya smiled with a cruel expression at the fate of the goddess who left this lower world.

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