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 city walls had collapsed, and corpses littered the ground.


Just as a group of Divine Blood Heroes, thinking that this day marked Thessaly and their own end, was being driven back, a sorrowful yet dazzling pale silver Thunderbolt descended upon the city battlements, revealing an imposing figure holding a Divine Shield and the Thunderbolt Scepter.


An impulse to revere and an ecstatic joy of surviving calamity sprang spontaneously in everyone's hearts.


The Guardian God worshiped by Thessaly had finally descended!


Zeus? How could this be! Hadn't that woman said he wouldn't intervene?


Outside the city, Kronos saw this scene with disbelief.


Hadn't that woman said that he wouldn't intervene?


"Your Majesty, he's come, our plan may have already been exposed; you and Lord Typhon have yet to fully recover. To be safe, shall we retreat first?"


Prometheus squeezed his way out from among the giants and stepped forward cautiously to remind.


Chapter 64: Simple, I'll Just Take the Throne (Two chapters for a total of 7.2k words, asking for votes at the end of the month)