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The Greece Antagonist

If you had a golden apple, who would you give it to? Invited to the banquet, Luo En saw the golden apple in the plate inscribed with "To the fairest goddess" and the three goddesses embroiled in dispute before him, and he picked up a knife with a smug smile. The first step, peeling; he gave the skin to Aphrodite. "To be fair, you're quite pretty. As a layer of skin, you're not bad to look at." The second step, slicing the flesh; he gave that to Hera. "As the queen of heaven, yet everyone in Olympus from 800-year-olds to animals has cuckolded you, including males, females, and even sheep. Since you can't save face anyway, take these insides." The third step, he gave the remaining core to Athena. "You were supposed to be born a male god and take over Zeus's position, but due to Zeus's shenanigans, you lost that seed, so here, have this core." Aphrodite clenched her fists, Hera raised her scepter, Athena summoned her spear and shield... Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped back, shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, firmly in front of him. "And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me; I got them to unite at once, even better than you with your instigation." "..." Surrounded by Greek gods sharpening their knives, Eris was left in silence.

Purple Night Melody · Fantasy
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586 Chs

32 Chapter Lolita, I really haven't lured

"Tsk, tsk, two demigods, a bunch of gold, and they even know how to cooperate? This must be Celifos' regular army, right?"

Luo En, who was rowing at the edge, felt the crazy surging of the Aether tides on the island and slowed down the speed of his paddling. With a smile that was not quite a smile, he glanced at Skester beside him.

"It looks like His Majesty the King has really invested heavily in this endeavor."

Realizing there was no way to disembark the pirate ship, Skester made a face that was on the verge of crying and helplessly nodded, revealing all he knew about this exploration.

It turns out that as Perseus, the King's adopted son, grew up and exhibited extraordinary talent, combined with the King's own gradual aging, the ruler of Celifos Island had already felt a pressing pressure and danger. After all, Greece had a fine tradition of regicide and ascension to the throne.