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

"Access code correct, boundary unlocked, permission granted to access..."


A cold and solemn mechanical voice emanated from the depths of the sea, and the nearby magic factors resonated wildly in response.


In an instant, columns of golden-blue light, adorned with star patterns, burst forth from below the sea surface, resembling spears of light, anchoring the entire Sea of Okeanos and the boundless starry sky.


The azure sea, once calm with gentle ripples and clean water, turned agitated and turbid; the frantically surging waters formed colossal whirlpools, and a majestic shadow, stretching for thousands of kilometers, rose rapidly to the surface.


Nearby living beings seemed to sense some terrifying danger approaching; birds in flight scattered in panic, and the formations of swimming beast tides faltered.


a continent seemingly crafted from metal emerged from the sea.


Chapter 85: You Have Thick Blood, You Take the Hits