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

Meanwhile, within the Elysian Fields, where it was forever spring, the sky suddenly darkened. Lead-gray clouds converged in the midair, swirling into a turbulent vortex, the terrifying pressure suffocating the four people present, setting off alarm bells in their minds, and plunging their hearts into an abyss.


Seeing the brand on Adonis's forehead growing increasingly bright, Luo En immediately understood the source of the disaster. Without a moment to lose, he grabbed Adonis by the neck and violently dragged him back into the Elysian Fields.


As they moved away from the gates that led to the outside world, the splitting headache that Cyprus Prince was suffering from eased significantly, but the hand gripping his neck pressed him down on the grass of the Elysian Fields, without a hint of relaxation.


Chapter 216: Brother, Sell Me One