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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 27: The Psychology of Gaming Tactics is Dirty

On the Nameless Island, a violent explosion and fire sparked clouds of dust several meters high in the dense jungle; the pungent stench of blood hit one's face, and intermittent, wretched screams were chilling to the bone.

"What are you standing around for? Are you deaf? Rescue them!"

The middle-aged man with a long, narrow face and somber expression glanced at his subordinates standing around him like stakes and growled through clenched teeth with a blackened face.

At this, three Imperial Guard soldiers wearing water-patterned bronze armor as if awakened from a dream, rushed into the smoke and dust, dragging two bloodied comrades out of the dense jungle, frantically administering aid.

"How are these two useless things faring?"

Seeing several of his subordinates busily failing to make a difference, Dakres, a squad captain of the Imperial Guards, couldn't help but step forward to inquire.