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

Seeing the watermelon-sized object hurtling straight toward his face, Cainis hastily raised the round shield on his left arm.


Accompanied by a series of grating metallic clangs, Cainis staggered back three steps before finally halting his retreat, unable to help the numbness in his wrists and the churning of blood and energy in his chest.


Similarly, Penthesilea was not having an easy time either. Her body swayed, and she took two steps back, a trace of golden-red blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.


Hearing Cainis's frustrated accusation, Penthesilea couldn't help but feel ashamed.


"Pay attention to the lesson, don't get distracted."


With a smile, Luo En strolled forward, leisurely entangling the two of them, brandishing a bramble stick with one hand.


The flexible object, under the blessing of Divine Power, set off a series of air bursts.


Chapter 79: I'm the BOSS, Welcome to Farm!_3