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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 · Fantasia
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498 Chs

Chapter 56 Medusa, You've Been Promoted

Knossos City, a petite figure in purple darted through the chaotic streets, urgently directing the bewildered residents to find refuge.

"Granny, lock the doors and windows!"

"Grandpa Constantine, leave the things on the stall, get inside first!"

"Sister Beatrice, hide yourself, I will take care of these herbs for you!"

"..."

Little Medusa tried her best to settle the nearby panicked residents, but being too young and taken lightly, her frantic efforts only managed to convince a few familiar neighbors.

Moreover, as the cool clanking of metal armor approached, a century of soldiers tasked with maintaining order in the City of Knossos also noticed the tiny figure running amok on the street.

"Little girl, whose child are you? Go home! It's dangerous outside now!"

The middle-aged officer leading the charge, wearing an ancient Greek helmet with Cretan bull motifs on the sides and a bronze sword at his waist, frowned and chastised Little Medusa as she rushed about.