Chapter 259: Innate Scapegoat Sacred Body

In the Sacred Garden, three nymphs, cloaked in the rosy light of dawn, walked barefoot across the island, routinely checking the growth of flowers, fruits, and trees, occasionally summoning rain to water some withering plants.

However, their work didn't last long before a familiar sense of fatigue surged into their hearts.

Nominally they were goddesses guarding the Sacred Garden, but in reality, they toiled like gardeners.

This mundane and repetitive life, day after day, even the most fervent passion would gradually be worn away with the passage of time.

Just as the Hesperides sisters had made their rounds in the garden and were about to head back, a thick, ethereal fragrance wafted over from beyond the island.

"What's that smell?"

The youngest sister sniffed, her face full of curiosity.

"It's wine, the finest ambrosial honey wine!"

"Hmm, last time during the Grand Offering, when I went to Olympus, Hebei gave me a pot, and I tried it too, it was a fantastic flavor!"