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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.

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Chapter 218: Current Friend Offense? (4.6k)_3

Perhaps, this is an opportunity...

Luo En's heart stirred, and he took the initiative to grasp Persephone's hand, looking sincerely at the quietly aggrieved Queen of the Underworld as he earnestly spoke.

"I don't know why, but when I see you, I feel like I'm seeing my mother."

"Your mother?"

"Yes, she was very kind to me, but she passed away a long time ago."

Luo En nodded in response, then added with a touch of sorrow.

"I came to the Netherworld this time hoping to see her, but even her soul no longer exists..."

Upon hearing this, Persephone looked at the youth who had suffered the loss of his kin, her face revealing a deep pity and a hesitant helplessness.

Only the gods can obliterate a soul.

Clearly, this child was still entangled in the quarrels of the gods.