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 icy Chaos Water slapped against the frost-covered earth, and a towering warship sailed through the thick fog, slowly coming to shore.


Before the ship had fully steadied, several agile figures eagerly opened the hatch, lowered the gangplank, and rushed towards this new world.


However, after a short observation, everything before their eyes was a deep disappointment.


Here was a land of cold and darkness, where countless snowflakes and ice crystals danced in the air. The swirling snow and dense clouds enveloped everything as tightly as a thick fog, leaving no trace of light, an utterly pitch-black, chillingly terrifying, and bone-piercingly cold world.


At the same time, the ground beneath their feet was covered with layers of frozen soil and ice blocks, hard as iron when stepped upon, and surrounded by perilous glaciers with sharp slopes that were formidable to behold.


Chapter 128: Ymir, Would You Dare to Call Me Daddy? (6.5k)