Purple Night Melody

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.

The Greece Antagonist

——Athena, grant me the power of a hundred victories!


With a silent prayer, King Minos became like a dazzling golden comet, wrapped in a sky full of golden thunderbolts, crashing towards the Siren sisters at the center of the beast tide.


Facing the shadow of death looming overhead, the three Siren Gorgons turned pale and frantically waved their fish tails, disregarding everything as they strained their throats to emit an ultimate high-pitched scream.


For a moment, gold shattered and jade splintered, and the heavens seemed to break apart.


Sea Beasts and Divine Blood warriors within hundreds of meters let out painful cries, and a few with weaker resistances had their skulls burst open directly, spewing forth a mix of blood and brains.


Clearly, this was no longer singing but a method akin to soundwaves transforming into attacks.


For the Sirens who pursued the art of music, this was undoubtedly a great betrayal and shame.


Chapter 77: Don’t say goodbye, we can win (Daily update of 8k completed)_3