webnovel

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 · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
508 Chs

Chapter 210: Your Wife is in My Hands!

The once dull and deadly silent Elysian Fields were now bustling with exceptional liveliness.

One after another, the Tribe of Dream Spirits, with black wings on their backs, transformed into various forms—be it human, object, or beast—and searched frantically across the plain blooming with Netherworld daffodils inch by inch.

At the forefront, the three great dream gods, "The Shaper" Morpheus, "The Illusionist" Phantasos, and "The Terrifier" Phobetor, all sported bruised faces and tattered clothes, while suspiciously scanning their surroundings with paranoid glances.

At the slightest rustle, they couldn't help but instinctively huddle back-to-back, summoning their respective Divine Artifacts, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Clearly, this was a stress reaction after having been brutally beaten.