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

The Golden Bull let out a mournful bellow as it shattered explosively.


As the main body, Luo En felt an overwhelming power raging within him, coupled with a deadly will that annihilated life itself, churning and torturing him to the core. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, a trickle of golden-red blood spilling from his mouth, his heart filled with shock.


At that moment, without waiting for Luo En to think carefully, the battle-hardened sangria shadow seized the opportunity to burst forth, its hands wrapped in blood-colored divine power viciously reaching for his throat.


The thick palm passed through the air, reducing a giant tree to splinters.


Ares, looking at the shattered phantom before him and the grapevines entwining around his feet, slightly furrowed his brow. His blood-colored divinity surged forth, instantly burning the intoxicating and frenzied grapevines to ashes.


Chapter 173: Have the Guts to Speak Up on the Main Account, Ares! (4.7k)_3